Xianxia Romance: Three Lives and Three Worlds

Chapter 305 These People Never Oweed You Anything 5
Liu Zimeng's weird smile spread across her face, and she slowly backed away, fading away like a phantom but holding one end of the Qingming sword in her hand, and with a strong swipe, the rocks collapsed, shaking the sky and the earth.

Xuan Qing also followed closely behind her, and he followed her steps asynchronously, without opening his mouth.

"Xuanqing, do it!"

She screamed heart-piercingly.

"Xuanqing, didn't you say that I can't kill you? Then I will kill all the people in the world today to be buried with Yelu Xiuge! I want you to watch you care about each one dying in your eyes, and I will make you feel the pain that day. You experience it yourself."

"All the mistakes that day were caused by me. If you want to hate, you will kill me. They don't owe you anything."

This is the first sentence Xuan Qing said.

Liu Zimeng looked up to the sky and laughed so hard that tears were about to flow out.

"Xuanqing, five years ago, I worshiped you as my teacher. With Yeluxiuge, Hanyuyan, and Duobao, I thought I had the whole world, but when I stood on the Abandoned Immortal Platform, I suddenly realized that everything was wrong." It was a lie, and then I lost my memory and became Liu Zimeng, and you broke into my life again, wanting me to fall in love with you, when I betrayed Yun Ting to be with you, but in the end I discovered the cruelest truth, Xuanqing, you have never understood me, whether in the last life or in this life, did you ever know that I actually don’t want anything and ask for nothing, I just want to live a simple life, like a girl from an ordinary family, but what I pursue All of this can't be realized in the end, do you think I can turn back now?"

The ghostly sword light of the Qingming Sword scattered in all directions, and everywhere it passed was scarlet, shocking.

Liu Zimeng looked at Xuan Qing who was still silent with a pale face, and said, "Don't worry, if you don't use the sword again, the people you care about will die sooner or later..."

Xuan Qing still followed behind her without saying a word, and since she had drawn the sword, she did not make any resistance.

"Xuanqing, I want you to make a move!" Liu Zimeng yelled angrily, the Qingming sword trembling slightly in her hand.

The Qingming sword was swung vigorously in her hand, a trace of blood flowed out from Liu Zimeng's mouth, and the clean arm covered it up and wiped it all away. Even if she died, she didn't want to see a trace of sympathy from Xuanqing's face, so she flipped out with her left hand. With a ray of purple light, Ambilight took out a sword from his sleeve and threw it in front of Xuan Qing.

"Don't you just want to protect the common people in this world? Xuanqing, if you want to save these people, pick up the sword at your feet. If you can kill me, the common people will be taken care of. If you can't kill me, don't blame me for slaughtering you!" All the people in the world are buried with Yelu Xiuge, Xuanqing, don't try to persuade me with your back-and-forth words, the number of people who died in my hands, Liu Zimeng, is long gone, I don't care if I kill so many more would mind."

Xuanqing's eyes were still turbulent black, he bent down to pick up the sword she was still under her feet, his eyes did not have the solemnity just now, he just looked at her lightly: "Zimeng, we really can't go back Yet? "

Liu Zimeng laughed so hard that she couldn't speak, but there were a few crystal clear tears hanging from the corners of her eyes: "Very good, Xuanqing, we are fine now, I have given you so many opportunities, but you have never cherished them, now I I just want to see how much my life is worth, and how many people's lives are worth it in your heart, you can only choose one, the world or me."

"Do it, kill me..."

He looked at her indifferently, and there was still not much expression on his pale face, but this time, when he spoke, there seemed to be endless exhaustion in his voice: "Zimeng, I don't want to kill you!"

"Xuanqing, you really didn't disappoint me. Pick up your sword and kill me. It's like a soul devouring thunder and abandoning it on the immortal platform. What you could do before, you can do now. You look up and see what's happening in front of you!" All of these, those you care about, those who care about you are lying in a pool of blood at the moment... Most of the people here are already dead, and if you don't do anything, they will all die."

"Zimeng, I promise you, stop!"

Liu Zimeng didn't speak and didn't stop, there was still that weird smile on the corner of her mouth, the Qingming Sword triggered the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, the tiles and stones flew, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and the screams and cries of countless people on Cuiping Mountain were endless...

The heavy rain hit Xuan Qing's body, and on his arms, blood flowed down the rainwater. The plain robes that had always been flowing and flowing were tightly attached to his body, and his usual astonishing fairy appearance was nowhere to be seen.

He still drew his sword and pointed at Liu Zimeng, all this was as she expected, Xuanqing still chose Tianxia between Tianxia and Liu Zimeng.

The purple around Liu Zimeng's body became more intense and shimmering, and even made everything in the world a blush.Everyone in Xuanxiao Hall looked at all this in surprise, but they didn't dare to look directly at Liu Zimeng, as if the light on their body was like the bright sun in the sky that would sting people's eyes.

The purple gathered around Liu Zimeng slowly gathered into a ball of light, and people began to understand that their lives might be over.Just when people were showing desperate expressions, they saw a ball of white light rushing towards the red light ball, but the white light was gradually swallowed and surrounded by the red light, but at this moment, the color of the light ball gradually dimmed.

When the ball of light gradually recovered into the ball of purple air, it seemed that Liu Zimeng was holding a person in his arms.

A sharp-eyed person recognized him, and that person was...their leader Xuanqing.

"why……"

Trembling, she hugged him tightly into her arms, her face pressed against his face but only felt a piece of cold and damp.The heavy rain drenched the two of them, and the blood stained his robe, which deeply hurt her eyes. Just like in countless dreams, she just soaked in his blood, and then saw the blood in large swaths. spreading all around...

"Zimeng, you have to change what you owe to others, and I will pay off the debt you owe for you..."

He was still him, even the most tender words still sounded so cruel, her whole heart fell to the bottom all of a sudden.

Not only Lian Caiying who was hiding in the dark knew it, but all the disciples present knew it too.

Xuan Qing did it on purpose.

……

Pretending to draw the sword on purpose, pretending to kill Liu Zimeng for the sake of the common people, he had already planned it.

……

"You said you don't like me anymore, you don't want to fall in love with me anymore, but I can't help but love you, maybe, this is also good, I can die in your arms, let you remember me like this... "Xuan Qing in her arms smiled hard, but one drop after another of warm liquid flowed out from the corner of her mouth, and dripped on Liu Zimeng's lotus-like arm. The blood was warmer than her own, but it was the same as his usual blood. The ice coldness is very different.

"Xuanqing, stop talking, I'll help you heal." Liu Zimeng hugged him even tighter, tears dripping down his face and neck.

"Don't...don't bother, Zimeng, the world has never, never been more important to me than you..." In his arms, his eyes gradually became loose, and the purple light all over her body softly surrounded him, Yu Zhao's His pale face was as thin as a snowflake, as if it would dissipate in a second.

She nodded desperately, looking at him in her arms, trying to understand his words, but her tears were like broken beads, never stopping.

His trembling hands stroked her face, trying to maintain a smile: "I love you, I have always loved you."

"Master..."

"Kings……"

Miscellaneous voices rang in her ears, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be frozen. She raised her head dully and saw everything around her. All the survivors were standing there and looking at her in horror, looking at Xuan Qing in her arms. .

She looked at all this blankly.

She doesn't understand the pain of losing the person she loves the most, she just feels extremely enjoyable when looking at Liu Zimeng's face that is torn apart physically and mentally.

Liu Zimeng looked down at Xuanqing who was lying in her arms in a daze, the blood on half of her body dyed her usual robes red, her disheveled hair, half kneeling and half hugging Xuanqing's body gradually became cold, and a thick scar was built all over her body. No one can get close to the enchantment.

Xuan Bingyu and the others were frantic and wanted to step forward to help, but they were all isolated by the barrier built by Liu Zimeng. They could only watch Liu Zimeng sitting motionless holding Xuan Qing in his arms.

Wei Huaiying was desperate and dejected, the apprentice he cultivated by himself was still destroyed by that woman after all.

Only Xuan Bingyun stood aside and watched quietly, as if everything in front of him had been expected, this was the only choice for the senior brother.

She smiled, very happily, like a mandosahua that blooms only in the dark night.

She looked coldly at Xuan Qing's increasingly cold body in Liu Zimeng's arms, and the pain she suffered that day was repaid to her even worse today.

It's just that she didn't know at that time that 600 years ago, in such a situation, Liu Zimeng killed the person she loved the most with her own hands, how could she let the tragedy happen again now?

Sure enough, Liu Zimeng rescued Xuanqing and placed him in Dazhong Yushan, but to her surprise they were not together, and then Liu Zimeng disappeared and no one knew where she went, and then Han Yuyan took over 20 years later, after Han Yuyan died, Liu Zimeng took back the position of Demon King again.

During this period, no one knew where Liu Zimeng had gone and where Xuanqing was.

The demonic power gradually dissipated with the Bingcang sword inserted by Xuan Bingyu, Liu Zimeng staggered back two steps, Han Yuyan died under the sword that day, unexpectedly the big revenge was not avenged but it was her turn today Until she died in Huangquan.

(End of this chapter)