Back then, Ling Xian first entered the Great Zhou Dynasty and formed a grudge with the three princes.
After that, he openly killed the three princes in the imperial capital, provoking the emperor to take action himself, and the grudge was settled.
Now, the Great Zhou Emperor was beaten badly by him, and his face was completely lost.
In this way, this grudge is completely over.
Ling Xian believed that the lesson given to the emperor today was enough, and presumably in the second half of his life, this person would spend the rest of his life in humiliation.
It's worse than killing him.
What's more, after today, the seventh princess will become the human emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Even if this person couldn't let go of this hatred, he didn't have the courage to make a move against Ling Xian.
In this way, he still has nothing to put down "I will stay here for a day, and when the Seventh Princess ascends the throne tomorrow, I will leave."
Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, he glanced at the old man with great meaning, and said, "Don't play tricks, otherwise, I can't guarantee whether I will wash the royal family in blood." ” Hearing this, the old man shuddered, and hurriedly said: "Don't dare, I have already agreed with the emperor, and I will never do one thing in front of you and one thing behind my back." ” "It's for the best."
Ling Xian nodded slightly, ignoring the two with complicated faces, and walked towards the Seventh Princess's mansion.
A moment later, he saw the Seventh Princess with a complicated face in the room of the Seventh Princess's mansion.
She stood on the house, dressed in a brocade robe and green silk fluttering in the wind.
That pretty face was very complicated, with unbearability, joy, and shock.
Obviously, she has seen everything just now.
"It is said that the emperor's family has no family affection, it seems that you have a deep affection for the emperor."
Ling Xian landed on the roof and spoke lightly.
"I still remember the warmth of being held in his arms when I was a child, and at that time, he liked me very much.
No matter how busy he was with state affairs, he always had to accompany me, but I don't know when the two of us changed. ” The Seventh Princess sighed with emotion and said, "He has become indifferent, and I have also become scheming, and I only want to ascend to the throne. ” Hearing this, Ling Xian was silent.
"Makes you laugh."
The Seventh Princess laughed at herself, bowed deeply towards Ling Xian, and said, "Thank you for not killing my father, and thank you for helping me ascend to the throne." ” "I said, if you want to thank you, thank Tsing Yi."
Ling Xian waved his hand, thinking of the smiling face, his expression was a little lonely and a little sad.
"It's her misfortune to meet you."
As soon as she remembered that Lin Qingyi was willing to give her life for Ling Xian, but she didn't want to drag him down, the Seventh Princess became angry.
Angry that he doesn't fight, and angry that he is too stupid.
"Unlucky?"
Ling Xian smiled bitterly, remembering what Lin Qingyi had done for himself, his heart was full of sourness, and he sighed: "Yes, it is indeed her misfortune to meet such a bastard as me. ” Seeing that his face was full of bitterness, the Seventh Princess's anger disappeared, turned unbearable, and said, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing."
"No, you're not wrong."
Ling Xian let out a long sigh and said, "Tsing Yi has done too much for me, but I haven't done anything for her. ” "You can't say that, your story Tsing Yi told me, you saved her twice."
The seventh princess spoke softly and said, "Also, Tsing Yi said before she died that she would not regret meeting you." ” "Don't you regret it?"
Muttering, Ling Xian fell silent.
After a while, he spoke: "Take me to the grave of Tsing Yi, I want to stay with her for a while." ” "Come with me."
The Seventh Princess secretly congratulated herself on her adequate preparations, and then she flew towards the back of the mansion.
Ling Xian followed.
After a while, he and the Seventh Princess came to a pine forest.
The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, the scenery is pleasant, and anyone who sees it will be amazed.
However, Ling Xian felt that this place was cold and lonely, and he was not angry at all.
Just because in the depths of the pine forest, there is a lonely grave, on which three words are clearly engraved.
Lin Qingyi.
The breeze blew, and Ling Xian felt colder and colder, and he looked at it so blankly, tears unconsciously blurred his vision.
"Alas, what a bother."
The Seventh Princess sighed secretly and drifted away, leaving this place to Ling Xian.
But he was like a clay statue, unable to move, unable to speak.
Only the tear-stained gaze stayed on the lonely grave.
It took a long, long time for Ling Xian to come back to his senses, a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.
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He never dreamed that when he was resurrected against the sky, he would usher in the death of incense and jade, and heaven and man would be separated forever.
"Tsing Yi, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Ling Xian let out a long sigh and walked slowly.
Every step he took was very difficult, as if he had exhausted all the strength of his body.
Obviously, this road is only a few dozen steps away, but he seems to have walked a long century.
And when he came to the tomb, he stood there again.
There was no wailing, no mourning, only silence, deathly silence.
It's like this lonely tomb, lonely and cold, lifeless.
The breeze blew, and Ling Xian became colder and more silent.
He stretched out his right hand tremblingly, slowly stroked the black stone tablet, and stroked the three words Lin Qingyi.
Like, this can bring him some comfort.
Tears also fell, gently falling onto the stone tablet.
After that, without saying a word, he took out a large jar of spirits from his storage bag.
"Maybe if you're drunk, you won't feel sad."
Muttering, Ling Xian's wrist flipped and aimed the wine jar at his mouth.
After that, the liquor entered the internal organs, like a fire, and his face suddenly turned red.
But he still poured it into his stomach in a big gulp, as if he wanted to get drunk and sleep forever.
However, the more he drank, the more sober he became.
Lin Qingyi's voice and smile kept flashing in his mind, and the beautiful pictures of getting along with her also emerged one by one.
The past is vivid, as if it was just yesterday, and it is clearly visible.
It's a pity that the Yiren have gone, and they will die forever, leaving Ling Xian alone to grieve alone.
"Tsing Yi" Ling Xian called softly, then smiled bitterly and drank the spirits.
But he just couldn't get drunk, so he could only let the sadness hit him and shed tears.
The next day, the Seventh Princess ascended the throne and became the new generation of human emperors of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
And the first thing she did when she ascended the throne was to make her previous mansion a forbidden place and no one was allowed to enter.
The second thing is to form an alliance with the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, live and die together, advance and retreat together.
Three days later, a young man walked out of the Seventh Princess's Mansion, which had become a forbidden place.
His eyes were sunken, his face was pale, and he was covered with the smell of alcohol.
However, although he looked very decadent, his eyes were not dim at all.
It was Ling Xian.
He did not slump, but strengthened his belief in reaching the top.
Because of Lin Qingyi, he didn't want him to be decadent, and because he wanted to resurrect her.
"Embark on the pinnacle and control your own destiny and the destiny of others."
Ling Xian looked at the immortal sun from afar, and the road ahead became clearer and firmer.
After that, he split the void with his bare hands and flew in the direction of the three royal families.
The grievances with the Great Zhou Dynasty have been completely settled, and next, he should find the three major royal families and settle the old accounts
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