Hu Yanting calmed down and found that Ziyuan and others were looking behind him. Their bodies froze and they slowly turned around.

Suddenly, the sound of a sharp weapon passing through flesh was heard. Zi Yuan saw the bloody sword tip that penetrated Hu Yanting's body, covered her mouth and screamed in surprise.

But Hu Yanting breathed a sigh of relief, ignored the sharp sword stuck in his body, looked at the red figure in front of him with affection, and said with a slow smile: "Cheng'er, I'm sorry, I'm late!

"

Ziyuan and the others looked at Xue Qiancheng. She was still dressed in red, and her face was absolutely beautiful, with no flaws to be found. However, her temperament had completely changed. Her originally dazzling beautiful eyes were lifeless, and her face was cold, as if she was a different person.

"This sword is to repay you for my mother."

"Hu Yanting, there is no need for us to apologize anymore. Time has passed for so long that I can no longer remember whether I love you or hate you?"

"We're settled, let's go!" Xue Qiancheng turned around and prepared to leave without even looking at Hu Yanting.

Hu Yanting pulled out the sharp sword stuck in his body and threw it on the ground. He dodged and blocked Xue Qiancheng. He grabbed Xue Qiancheng's arm with a panicked expression and said painfully: "Cheng'er,

We don’t have a clear conscience, and we never will. I know you’re still blaming me, blaming me for killing our child, blaming me for killing your mother, blaming me for taking so long to come back to apologize to you, but now I’m back

, We will still have a lot of time in the future, I will make up for you, and I will always be by your side, Cheng'er, give me a chance, let's start over, okay? Please!"

Tears of regret flowed from Hu Yanting's eyes, and he looked at Xue Qiancheng with a pleading face. Seeing that Xue Qiancheng was still indifferent, his heart was filled with fear.

Xue Qiancheng raised his head, looked at Hu Yanting indifferently, and slowly said the words that broke Hu Yanting's heart.

"Hu Yanting, I fell in love with Zhiya. I loved him, but I didn't know that I loved him until he died!" Xue Qiancheng broke away from Hu Yanting's hands and shouted hysterically.

Hu Yanting seemed like a puppet whose soul had been extracted. His eyes were dull as he looked at Xue Qiancheng, who was in agony but still murmuring: "I love him!"

Ziyuan threw herself into Xue Yuxuan's arms, her face filled with tears and she couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the whole valley was turbulent, with lightning and thunder. Hu Yanting raised his hands, and a bright bead in his palm grew bigger and bigger over time, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Hu Yanting's mouth, which was already pale.

There was no trace of blood on his face.

Suddenly, there was a familiar wave on the bead. Xue Qiancheng looked at the bead in Hu Yanting's hand in shock and murmured to himself: "Xiaoya?"

Looking at Xue Qiancheng without blinking, Hu Yanting suddenly smiled.

"Cheng'er, we missed it after all. I owe you so much in this life. If you give me another chance, I hope I can be like Zhiya, without the pain of childhood, no blood feud, no conspiracy, and an innocent life.

Be by your side, stay with you, love you, can you give me another chance?"

Seeing Hu Yanting like this, Xue Qiancheng shouted in panic: "Hu Yanting, what are you doing? Stop it!"

Hu Yanting looked at her with a smile and did not answer. He pointed his right hand directly at Xue Qiancheng's eyebrows. The huge fairy spirit poured into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and Xue Qiancheng was immediately occupied by pain.

Hu Yanting looked at Xue Qiancheng who was suffering from pain, and said reluctantly: "Cheng'er, I won't be with you from now on, you have to take good care of yourself."

Just after he finished speaking, he smiled with relief: "Haha~ I think too much. You can live better without me!"

Hu Yanting turned to look at Xue Yuxuan, "You are also a member of the Xue Zhongxian clan. Please ask me to apologize to the ancestors of the Xue Zhongxian clan on my behalf."

As soon as he finished speaking, a storage ring appeared in Xue Yuxuan's palm.

"This is a piece of my heart. It was originally prepared for my unborn child. They are all things that are beneficial to the Xue Zhongxian clan. It can be regarded as making the best use of them!"

Hu Yanting looked at Ziyuan, Hongyan, Dugu Ziyu, and Huangfu Qitian. A storage ring appeared on the palms of all four of them, "This is your reward for accompanying me on this trip! I never owe anyone anything in my life!"

Hu Yanting quickly formed a series of seals with his left hand. The bead in his palm grew in the wind, and a figure faintly appeared among them.

Hu Yanting's eyes turned sharp, "I want you to owe me your whole life!"

I saw Hu Yanting's spirit floating out from the sea of ​​consciousness, two identical figures, one large and one small, with cold eyes, and with his hands retracted, the small figure suddenly split into two halves, and shot into the sky.

The beads shot into Xue Qiancheng's eyebrows.

The originally noisy valley fell silent for a moment. The bead in the air shattered into pieces, and its clothes and belts flew into the sky. It was none other than Mr. Zhiya, a man of politeness, politeness, and gentleness.

At the bottom of the ice cliff, everyone looked at the two figures leaving each other, feeling both relieved and full of regret.

Regarding feelings, perhaps everyone has a different answer in their mind.

"Let's go! Go back to the sect."
Chapter completed!