Just when everyone thought that the Son of Heaven had been buried in the sea of fire in Nanke Mountain, he stepped on the light ball enchantment formed with the mana of the demon king, and miraculously appeared behind them. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, when he was still alone in the six-story tower, he had already thought through how to deal with the relationship with Xi Mutong: he must not let her fall into a situation of no return because of himself, so no matter whether he can survive this time, he must leave her.

But no matter how determined he was at that time, when he reunited with her after this parting of life and death, that tenacious emotional defense line completely collapsed, and all he could do was to embrace her and kiss her affectionately.

But after the intense affection, his fiery heart gradually calmed down.

He caressed her face, covered in mud, and what appeared before him was a terrible vision: she was hanging from a broken mountain, so weak and helpless. The hawksbill bat flew around her, its sharp beak about to plunge into her body.

He shuddered at the hypothetical sight, and he screamed in fear, let go of his hand, and left her.

He looked back for the broken flute, but he saw that he was heartbroken, and he was about to break off the flute, which had been played for a thousand years.

Of course he wants to stop him from doing this! It is an ironclad fact that he can't stay with her for the rest of his life, and Broken Xiao is the only man in the world who is worthy of her trust for life except for him, the demon king.

But when he said the words "Xi Mutong belongs to you in this life", the words were still so contrary to his will and so difficult that he himself wondered where these words got into his throat and were then spit out by him mechanically. In short, it didn't come from his heart.

Before the others could speak, Yun Zhishang couldn't hold his breath anymore, and jumped up and shouted: "Demon King, are you confused by the fire?

Without waiting for Yun Zhishang's words to fall, Duan Xiao had already thrown off his hand and glared at him angrily: "In the battle of Nanke Mountain, I think you are a benevolent and responsible hero, and I have admired you, but I didn't expect you to behave so unkindly at this moment! Since Tong'er is fond of you, I don't plan to stop her, but let her go with you, why do you ignore her feelings and say such words that you don't know how to cherish......? What the hell do you think of her?"

Before and after the fierce battle in the Ghost Mountain, the attitude of the broken flute was like two people, he had changed so much, how could others not know about the torment he had experienced in his heart?

Qingqiu was silent and happy, and opened his mouth at this time, but he still wanted to speak and stopped. He only learned from Yun Zhishang last night about Xi Mutong's relationship with Caracia. After listening to those stories, although he no longer blamed her, he was deeply touched in his heart.

For hundreds of years, he has witnessed her suffering, but she has always been alone, as a simple-minded brother, she has always been in pain. He hoped that she would be happy one day, but God favored creation and man, and when the day came, she fell in love with a person who would bring her great calamity. Therefore, although he was also chilled by the words of annihilation, he understood his original intention of saying this very well. As for who Xi Mutong should go with, he really couldn't think about it for a while.

A few people here have their own thoughts, and Xi Mutong over there has already spoken. Her tone was extremely calm, so calm that everyone's heart stirred again.

"You don't have to fight for me anymore, Tong'er's fate is up to you. I have made a choice about what the future holds, and if you really care about me and pity me, please respect me and do not deny me. ”

She said this very strongly, no one dared to refute it, Yun Zhishang twisted her waist, hugged it and said: "Tong'er, it seems that you have a plan, you might as well say it out loud, lest these two men grab it at once and make it endless!"

Xi Mutong smiled indifferently, walked in front of the caracal, closed his hands, and gently stuffed them into his palms. The touch of ice and fire shook the hearts of both of them.

"Tong'er, you...... What the hell are you trying to say?" the caracal premonition was ominous, and panic appeared in his eyes. (To be continued.) )