There is no daylight in the ghost world of Yingzhou, the sky is as dark as ink, and the sky is as heavy as the weight of thousands of ghosts. The never-ending whistling sound hides the lamentations of the innocent souls under the emperor's throne.The man sat slumped in front of the river of death, looking haggard, with a pair of phoenix eyes filled with death-like determination revealed from his messy hair.He said to himself as if he was talking to himself in front of a thunder that suddenly appeared on the horizon: "Qiu Zhi, you love my eyes and my voice but you don't love me alone. If you don't love me, why don't you let me go?" I!"The hatred in his mouth was not far behind him.Qiu Zhi held a purple pill in his hand, shining brightly. Scattered blood stains were faintly visible on the robe hanging on the arm. Seeing the man's appearance, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. His brows and eyes seemed to be as solid as a rock, and there was also a hint of iceberg coldness that would persist all year round. With just one glance, the man in front of him felt the fear of life again when he was on the verge of death, and he stepped back straight.
"Come here, Jing Heng. This Ying Long's dragon ball can protect your body and soul."The sound was as mellow as the gayageum, and its gentle meaning seemed to soothe people's hearts. However, when Jing Heng heard the words, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He retreated, his feet weakened, and the dead river behind him suddenly began to surge, and he felt a wave of heat. The smell of blood was so chilling that Jing Heng turned around and realized that there was no way to retreat.His eyes were born with compassion, but now in this situation, they seemed to be pitiful for himself. He seemed to be extremely tired, so he sat down and Qiu Zhi stepped forward and put the robe on him. The strong scent of peonies brought out the last trace of despair in his heart. He looked up at Jing Heng and said, "I heard that the Flower Master in the Heaven Realm is born with a compassionate look. Is it because you imprisoned me in the Ghost Realm just to see these eyes?"Qiu stopped speaking, and a sneer rose at the corners of Jing Heng's lips. Then he lowered his eyes and said, "I thought I was the luckiest person in the world. I met you when my real body was taken away."As soon as he finished speaking, his heart felt like it was being gouged out. He coughed a few times, and then continued: "But Guijun is so passionate about the flower owner, how could he go to the deepest and most mysterious place in the Nine Heavens to save her for no reason? I."
Qiu Zhi's eyes moved slightly, with a trace of hesitation in his eyes, but he remained silent. Jing Heng took everything in his eyes and only said in a low voice: "I didn't know until later...""You entered my study."Qiu Zhi interrupted him and looked sideways, only to hear a sarcastic laugh, followed by a voice filled with great hatred: "You can't keep the Flower Master of Heaven, so you forcefully detain this residual soul of mine. Do you think What you keep is your own heart, but as for me, why should I waste a hundred years of my life for your love that never ends?"He said angrily."I'm just a plaything you use to kill time when you're thinking about other people!"In the past, love was like a river, but now there is a surge of hatred. Everything was just a scam planned from the beginning, and he was the only one caught in it."Jing Heng, come back with me. I can pretend you don't know everything that happened today."Qiu Zhi just said lightly. Jing Heng looked at this man in disbelief, with panic in his eyes. He took another half step back, half of his body hanging by the dead river. A hot and hot breath suddenly overflowed around the dead river, but it was very biting. , he suddenly remembered what Qiu Zhi once said: "Don't go to the dead river. There is no water in the dead river. They are all angry souls who died. If you go down, even the true gods will not be able to save you."
His heart moved, and his tone softened. He opened his mouth and just said: "Qiu Zhi, I loved a man when I was the most unaware of the vagaries of people."Jing Heng raised his eyes, the world is thin and human nature is evil, but how can there be any pure love in this world?He sneered, turned around and threw himself into the dead river that had nurtured the ghosts of injustice for thousands of years. The hot flashes instantly enveloped him. Itching, dull pain, numbness, the disappearance of a person in the vast ghost world is never a big deal.However, Gui Jun's heart seemed to be pricked by a tiny needle at this moment, and the emptiness pulled him into another miserable world.