Chapter 463 Why
Ning Wuxie finally understood that during the battle that day, You Youshan might have been ready to die after knowing this.
He also knew that his body movements were not as good as others, and it was difficult for him to escape Ye Qingxuan's attack, so he simply chose to die together.
Ning Wuxie's eyes sank slightly, and he felt bad.
He was not weaker than Ye Qingxuan. If they could fight one-on-one, he felt that he was unlikely to lose, but was just in a stalemate temporarily.
Ye Qingxuan could not hurt him. After figuring out the routine, he would definitely have the strength to fight.
But who would have thought that Ye Qingxuan was cold-blooded and ruthless, and he would not hesitate to kill his own people to kill Ning Wuxie's people...
Scenes flashed through his mind.
In Qi'an City, Xiao Qiuxian told him the secret of the Heavenly Dao while smoking. You Youshan wore a grass skirt and danced with everyone on Chilong Island.
The relationship between Xiao Qiuxian and Yan Xiao that lasted for hundreds of years, and the relationship between the You brothers.
Why do good people always lose everything? And ruthless and unreasonable people can use their cheap and worthless lives to exchange for these precious things? !
Ning Wuxie's eyes twitched, and he felt resentful and angry.
He turned his head to look at Xun Zhu, his face ferocious, "Does Ye Qingxuan have any family or friends?"
In the room, Xun Zhu and Meng Cangran were both stunned, and the Confucian disciples who were searching for items around them also slightly side-eyed, glanced at Ning Wuxie, and quickly lowered their heads.
"Brother Ning, do you want..."
"Do you have it or not?" Ning Wuxie clenched his fists and lowered his head slightly.
Just when Meng Cangran was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say, Xun Zhu said:
"Ye Qingxuan has a daughter, who was born to an unknown female cultivator thirty years ago, and has been secretly raised by him in Renzong City."
"But that girl has always been the most ordinary formal disciple of Renzong, and he has not taken her to Xuelongling. Now she must have escaped."
"He protects his people very well!" Ning Wuxie's voice was low and full of anger.
Xuan'er looked at him, a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes, and she stepped forward to hold his hand.
"If you want, I can ask someone to catch the girl and her mother." Xun Zhu said in a deep voice.
"What are their names?!" Ning Wuxie seemed to be angry and asked directly.
"I only know that the girl takes her mother's surname, Chen."
"Brother." Xuan'er called softly at this time.
Hearing Xuan'er calling him, Ning Wuxie looked at her with anger in his eyes. The moment he looked at her, he was stunned, and then showed a trace of grievance and sadness.
"...... That's it." He shook his hand and strode out of the room, leaving Xun Zhu and Meng Cangran in the room, as well as other Confucian disciples looking at his back.
The top of the tower.
Here you can overlook the entire Renzong City. The four blackened concave marks in the center indicate that the Zhouyu Ding was once placed here.
It seems that this is also a place where Ye Qingxuan often comes.
Standing on a high place, coupled with Xuan'er always sticking to his side and touching his hand, Ning Wuxie's mood calmed down a little.
I didn't expect that someone who had lived two lives would have such a moment of losing his composure, and in front of outsiders other than Xuan'er.
He really wanted to find everyone in the world who was similar to Ye Qingxuan and kill them all.
But when he heard Xun Zhu talk about the situation and surname of the mother and daughter, he hesitated again.
He knew that Xun Zhu could really find the mother and daughter, and would find them for him.
Finding them simply to vent his anger.
After all, he couldn't do it, to kill innocent people who were not a threat to him...
He was not Ye Qingxuan.
But he felt so uncomfortable in his heart, as if the Zhouyu Ding had not been knocked down from the sky by his blow, and it was still weighing on his heart.
He held the handrail of the tower with one hand, looking at the dark and majestic Renzongcheng, his face was as gloomy as water, and the corners of his mouth were tight.
"Brother." Xuan'er walked to Ning Wuxie, hugged his waist, and rested her head on his chest.
"You have really done very well."
"No one blames you."
Ning Wuxie's heart suddenly hurt, and the wooden railing was crushed by him with one hand.
"You can reach the realm of immortal saints, which is something no one expected. Everyone knows that you have tried your best and paid a lot."
"In order to save everyone, you even used the power of faith, even though you knew that this would be eroded."
"Some things can't be helped..." Xuan'er gently comforted her man, and her hands stroked his back to comfort Ning Wuxie.
When she saw Ning Wuxie's eyes, she instantly understood that Ning Wuxie was not angry at Ye Qingxuan's family, but at himself.
He felt guilty.
Ning Wuxie's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then they suddenly widened, "No, no!"
"There can't be no way! There must be a way! I must do it!"
He pushed Xuan'er away, holding her shoulders tightly with both hands, his expression almost ferocious.
"Can you accept it with a word of no way?! What about you! Don't you have any way? Is this God's will, we must accept it?!"
His voice was loud, like a roar.
Xuan'er shrank her shoulders, her eyes widened, and she looked at him in horror.
Seeing Xuan'er's frightened expression, Ning Wuxie felt even more guilty, and his ferocious expression turned into surprise and fear, as if he didn't know how he could become like this.
With a thud, he knelt on the ground, covering his face with his hands.
"Brother!" Xuan'er screamed, and immediately knelt on the ground, hugging his head.
Ning Wuxie buried his head in Xuan'er's arms, his body trembling slightly, sobbing softly.
Yes, he couldn't give in.
He couldn't use "no way" to comfort him, because he couldn't accept this kind of loss.
The death of Xiao Qiuxian and You Youshan certainly made him sad.
But it was more like a fuse, igniting the real pain and anxiety in his heart.
Ten years, Immortal Emperor.
Otherwise, Xuan'er would be possessed.
He had to leave Lingwu Continent.
But what could he do? He already had the answer in his heart, and this answer was not only in his heart, but also suspended around him, constantly gathering towards him.
"Lord Ning Wuxie is really a man of temperament..."
"Yes, Ye Qingxuan ruthlessly killed his men to defeat the enemy, and Ning Wudi was so heartbroken for his teammates. This comparison is simply a clear judgment!"
"Only with this kind of compassionate feelings can one become a savior!"
On the lower floor of the tower, some Confucian disciples whispered in admiration, and the voice came up.
Ning Wuxie gradually stopped sobbing and raised his head, his eyes were red and there were tears.
Xuan'er had also been crying for a long time, and she couldn't stand seeing Ning Wuxie like this.
"Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, I love you... I just want you not to be sad..."
"Xuan'er, Xuan'er..." Ning Wuxie murmured, grabbing Xuan'er's shoulders, but lowered his head slightly, not daring to look her in the eye.
"You have to believe me, as long as I have a chance, I will definitely choose to love you, even if I don't have any cultivation and life span, I will never..."
Xuan'er seemed to understand what he was saying, her expression suddenly changed, and she rushed over to hug him: "No! No!"
"You can't! You can't do this... Brother, even if it's ten years, we can live well together, we can find a place, I can still give birth to a child for you, Chen'er will understand. At worst, in the end, when the time comes, we..."
Xuan'er was obviously more excited than Ning Wuxie, and threw herself into Ning Wuxie's arms, hugged his neck tightly, and tears welled up in her eyes.
Ning Wuxie didn't say anything, but just hugged Xuan'er tightly in his arms. After a moment, she stopped struggling and collapsed in Ning Wuxie's arms as if she had lost her energy.
"Brother..."
"Why..."