Chapter 1068 Don't Let You Die

The sun sets in the west, shedding a reddish afterglow, shining under the peach blossom trees. "i dedication"

The evening breeze blew lightly, the petals rustled and fell, flying all over the sky.

Ling Xian's face was pale and his eyes were dull, as if his heart was ashes, and he was lost.

He used to hold the violin in his hand, complaining of grief and sighing misery.

The melody of the piano is long, and the sadness is hidden, like the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month. If it kills the late autumn, people will mourn for it.

This is the first time he has been beaten like this. It can be said that he has completely lost his fighting spirit and confidence.

Since his debut, he has encountered countless powerful enemies, and even many times, he has hit the stone with an egg, but he has never been so desperate.

One is his firm belief, and the other is his tenacity.

Especially after experiencing the hurried century of illusion, his mind has become more and more tenacious, and no matter how big the ups and downs are, it can't shake his belief.

But this time, he was shaken.

Or rather, from the very beginning, he doubted whether his idea was correct. And as he failed again and again, he became more and more suspicious, and in the end, the whole person's beliefs were shaken.

Not only does he doubt whether the idea is accurate, he even doubts whether he can reach the top.

Ling Xian has been cultivating hard so far, what is it that he refuses to slack off in the slightest?

Not the immortals in the Nine Immortals, nor the sense of security in mastering power, but faith!

Aspire to the pinnacle of belief!

Without this, he would be able to live freely in the world and enjoy himself freely. Anyway, he is now the pinnacle powerhouse in the world of immortality, where can't he go in Kyushu?

What is not available?

As long as he gives an order, everything from beauty, treasure, power, etc., can be taken into his arms!

However, what he wants is not these, but to truly control his own destiny, and he is the only one in heaven and earth!

Only in this way can he truly be at ease and enjoy himself!

Therefore, Ling Xian has been cultivating so far, and he is not willing to slack off in the slightest.

But now, his faith has been shaken, and it can even be said that he has almost collapsed.

This kind of blow is not painful, but it is close to destruction, and it will directly defeat him from the spiritual level!

Ling Xian is now at a time when his beliefs are shaken and he is on the verge of collapse.

This is him. If it were someone else, he would have gone mad at this moment. It would be extremely difficult for him to remain rational.

However, even so, he was still trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

It can be said that this is the biggest setback that Ling Xian has encountered since his debut, and it is also the most difficult challenge.

No one can help him, not even the immortals in the Nine Immortals Picture, he can only rely on himself. If you can reshape your beliefs, you will be able to make a comeback and survive in a desperate situation.

If the belief is allowed to collapse, then he will be useless.

But the faith has been shaken, and it is difficult to extricate itself from it, how can it be rebuilt?

"The road ahead is boundless, and death is at hand. Where is my road...?"

"Where is it?!"

With a low groan and a loud shout, Ling Xian was furious, his fingers strummed, and the qin music suddenly became disorganized.

"Chong!"

The sound of the piano is clear, messy and rapid, like a surging sea, raging in nine days and ten places.

Especially with the passage of time, the sound of the piano became more and more urgent and fierce. In the end, a sonic boom was actually generated, which shattered the space.

At the same time, the strings of the piano were broken, and Ling Xian's white clothes were now bright red.

Those deep black eyes also dimmed.

This changed the pretty face of Su Zi next door.

She was originally meditating and practising, but when she heard the sound of the piano, she couldn't help but listen. After that, he was infected by the sadness in it and couldn't bear to leave.

And when the music became messy, she realized that it was not good. Now that the sound of the piano disappeared, she was even more aware of the weakness of the person playing the piano.

It is no exaggeration to say that his life is now on the line, and if no one rescues him, he will surely die!

"Fortunately, you met me, the only descendant of the Undead Sect."

Su Zi sighed softly, and then without hesitation, took out a green jade flute from his sleeve.

In an instant, the night sky flashes green, and the courtyard is alive.

Su Ziyu stroked the flute, exhaled like a blue orchid, and played a peerless fairy tune.

The sound of the flute is long, gentle and slow, like a spring breeze blowing through, and all things show their vitality.

Ling Xian is no exception.

He was irritated by the thought that life was heaven and earth, and his irritability aggravated the injury and fell into a coma.

At this moment, under the nourishment of the flute, he slowly opened his eyes, but it was silent and without brilliance. One is that the injury is too serious, and the other is that the heart is dead.

"Oh, hopeless people, why do you want to save them?"

With a sneer, Ling Xian's eyes were full of sadness and his heart was full of bitterness.

This caused Su Zi next door to frown, and her pretty face contained sullen anger.

If you are kind enough to save people, could it be possible that you saved the wrong person?

"Forget it, before the end of the road, there is no way to die."

Ling Xian sighed softly, and bowed her hands to the next door, thanking him. After that, he pushed the chair into the room and said no more.

With his character, he must be thankful in person for saving his life, but at this moment his belief is on the verge of collapse, how can he still have this feeling?

Even, he is a bit to blame.

Blame Su Zi for being troublesome and save his life, anyway, there is no hope, what's the point of living in the world?

…

"It's really a weirdo. It seems that he didn't succeed, but chose to give up."

Su Zi shook her head lightly and put the jade flute back into her sleeve, with a bit of resentment and a bit of worry on her pretty face.

She didn't hear Ling Xian's voice. After all, when they met, Ling Xian was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her voice was still immature. In addition, after so many years, it is normal to have not heard it.

However, Su Zi heard a bit of despair from his words.

What exactly happened to make a person despair or even die?

Su Zi didn't know, but she knew that if Ling Xian continued to maintain this state, even if Daluo Jinxian went down to earth, he would not be able to save his life.

And she didn't want him to die.

This is because of her kind nature and because of her neighbors for three years. Although she had never met or even had a conversation, she always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"However, I am also the only descendant of the Deathless Sect. If you meet me, you are afraid that you will not die."

The corners of Su Zi's mouth were raised, and her pretty face showed a little smugness, but there was a bit of the shadow of the past.

"You want to die, but I won't let you die."

Under the moonlight and in the evening wind, naughty words echoed gently, and Ling Xian's life and death were decided.

…

In the early morning of the next day, the hospital opened as usual, and Su Zi treated and saved people as usual, as if what happened last night had never happened.

When I asked the shop to open on time, the flow of people was still hot, but there were winners, but no one.

Ling Xian is still so clear and cold, melancholy and melancholy, looking up at the falling peach blossoms, with no trace of waves in his dark starry eyes.

This made Xiao Ye feel worried for a while, and she wished to hold Ling Xian in her arms and take pity on her, but unfortunately, she only dared to imagine it in her mind.

If she did, she had no doubt that Ling Xian would smash herself into pieces with one palm.

"Sure enough, I have never been able to resist Gao Leng Nan."

Xiaoye let out a sigh and turned his attention back to the shop, and then the heart tugged even harder.

If you don't make any money with the spirit stones, but you do something to answer questions and get treasures, this abominable prodigal!

... (..)( Nine Immortals Figure )