In fact, Lu Qingyao was a little worried about whether to save her or not. She couldn't overcome the hurdle in her heart. Lu Qingyao wanted to know whether she was really helpless or Jue Ming gave up saving her. She always wanted to ask Jue Ming in person.

Later, after a long time, Lu Qingyao didn't expect that she would let go. What is the answer is no longer important. The past, things change, no matter which answer, it will only make people sad. Why do you need to make trouble for yourself? Everything in the past has become dust and dust, including her body, which has long become a pile of bones. Even goodbye is impossible in this life. Counting has no intention of any purpose.

Lu Qingyao didn't expect that she would meet Luo Chun. Luo Chun told her that Jue Ming was beyond the reach of regret for her death, so she left the sky and wandered around the world, and had no news for many years.

Lu Qingyao suddenly realized that she and Jueming had long been a friend of Forgetful Thoughts. Jueming even buried the corpse of the person he loved the most in Cangqiong Mountain. After so many years, he lived next to Wuhua Palace. Not only did he not save him, but he was carrying heavy shackles on himself because he failed to save her. Lu Qingyao did not expect that it was not her who could not let go of her in the end, but Jueming.

So Lu Qingyao asked this doubt in front of Jue Ming, not for the answer, just to let him go.

Jueming looked at Lu Qingyao with a complicated expression. Although he was mentally prepared before going down the mountain, he didn't expect Lu Qingyao to question him as soon as he met. Jueming guessed at that time that Lu Qingyao hadn't been seriously injured, he would probably never be willing to see him again in his life, just like that person.

But just now when he explored Lu Qingyao's breath, he found that although Lu Qingyao was seriously injured, he had no worries about his life, and was far from the point where he had to be. After so many years, Lu Qingyao suddenly thought of him. Why? Did he just want to know an answer?

"Feng Girl." Jueming sighed. What you should face is always faced. "At that time, I was indeed willing but not capable. I have always regarded myself as noble, arrogant and conceited, and I claim to be unparalleled in the world in my life. I never take life and death to heart. Saving and killing people depends on my thoughts. However, my arrogance not only killed her, but I can't even save you."

Jueming's face was filled with ashes and despair. He recalled the past and felt pain and embarrassment. "I deceived myself when she died. I regretted it when I wanted to save it, but I was still blind and unaware of it until you die."

"Feng Girl, I had the friendship of eight friends with you back then. However, you were besieged and persecuted, but I was helpless and could only watch you die. I have been obsessed with the art of Qihuang all my life, and studied poison to make drugs. In the end, my beloved died with hatred. My friend died for many years. What is the meaning of my pursuit in this life? Holy Doctor? Hahaha, so ironic, so sad. It's ridiculous that I still live in the world and enjoy the praise of the world for free. What's the face I have to see her again? Come see you again?"

As Feng Chaowu, Lu Qingyao has known Jueming for more than ten years. Except for the woman's death day every year, Jueming will show such decadent appearance. For so many years, Lu Qingyao has never seen Jueming give up on herself. Jueming's cruelty is not a rumor. Lu Qingyao always thought that except for that woman, Jueming was almost unwilling to care about. Even Feng Chaowu and him were just as quiet as water.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years have passed, and Juexian has grown old and his mind has become weak. If this were the past and burned all his medicine furnace, he would not have said this.

Lu Qingyao was mixed with feelings. She respected death. She used to be cold-hearted and had a tough temper. She was destined to be alone. He planned to live alone. The two of them were tit-for-tat and sympathetic, but they formed a great friendship, so she wanted to open up each other's knots and misunderstandings.

Now Lu Qingyao is still cold in character and has a tough temper, but Lu Qingyao is more open-minded and tolerant, while Jue Ming is more vicissitudes and pessimism.

It’s not good or bad. Lu Qingyao thinks that if there must be a difference, she prefers the current deadly old monster with flesh and blood, at least making her feel real.

Now she is in her prime, and her death is gray-haired. When we meet again, both of them feel like they are a different life.

Lu Qingyao smiled faintly, "Jiu Ming, I'm not blaming you for this question. I lived for more than thirty years in my previous life but didn't live out myself. I am very grateful to God for letting me die once. If I didn't die, how could I be reborn? Only after living for a lifetime can I understand many truths. People cannot resist life. You are the same. You are a human or not. People will have many helpless times. No matter who is right or wrong, the origin and the destiny are just a dream. The past cannot be pursued, the present and the past are still waiting for, life is endangered, and life is ending. No one of you and I will think of the opportunity today. I am no longer me, and you are not you. Don't be obsessed with the past, cherish the past, live up to the years, and I am still waiting for you to heal my wounds."

Lu Qingyao looked at Jueming quietly, her eyes filled with precipitation and calmness after the strong wind and waves, which was very inconsistent with her energetic face.

In Jueming's mind, Feng Chaowu and Lu Qingyao's faces continued to overlap and alternate, and finally frozen in her eyes.

"Phoenix girl, you really make me look at you with admiration. I have lived a long life and I still want you to understand it when I am about to come. It's really funny and funny."

Lu Qingyao smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, "After all, I am a person who has experienced ups and downs, so I am naturally more open-minded than you. Besides, old man, are you not interested in my affairs?"

Jueming finally smiled and smoothed out a lot of folds on his face. "There have always been many folk sayings about ghosts and gods, what's so strange about it? I'm very interested in how you plan to avenge Wuhua Palace and myself. Tell the old man that I'm asking me down the mountain this time to see you just treat you? I think you are very well, and you'll live for thousands of years."

Lu Qingyao rolled her eyes on Jueming, thinking she was a turtle?

"I'll find an opportunity to tell you about this, but I'm asking you down the mountain to ask for something important."

He glanced at Lu Qingyao with his beard and finally asked, "What's the matter?"

Lu Qingyao approached Jueming, Jueming instinctively stepped back and threw Xiaowu to Lu Qingyao, "If you have something to say, don't look at me with this kind of eyes, I have already vowed not to save lives anymore."

Lu Qingyao stared at Jueming and suddenly grabbed his beard. Jueming screamed in pain, "Let go, you girl, it hurts."

"You just helped someone get rid of the tumor. Now I'm here to tell me that I won't save people anymore. Do you believe it or not, I'll pull out all your beard now?"

"My aunt, let go first, it hurts me so much."

Seeing Jueming blushing in pain, Lu Qingyao barely let go of her hand, pouting her lips and slanting him dissatisfied. She looked like a very young daughter, and Jueming felt a little excited and felt a little joy.

"I just saw the tumor growing and wanted to study it and see if it could be made into poison, the kind of medicine that can make people ugly."

Lu Qingyao thought about the scene where the tumor was made into medicine, and felt nausea in her stomach.

"You swear that I was dead. Now that I am not dead, you will not count your vows. You must save this person, only you can save him."

Jueming saw Lu Qingyao talking very seriously, suddenly his eyes locked her eagerly, and his face was full of gossip, "Who can make you so nervous? Could it be your sweetheart? A little lover?"

Lu Qingyao was ashamed. He just said that Jue Ming is now pessimistic and disgusted with the world. He became so gossipy in a blink of an eye. He is mentally insane.

"No." Lu Qingyao broke his desperate imagination, "Just a friend who was implicated by me."

Jueming said disappointedly, "Oh, then why should I save him?"

"Because no one can solve the cold poison in his body. Of course, you are old now and have not come out for many years, and your level has dropped. Alas, why did I forget this and think you will be interested. Forget it, I'd better think of other solutions."

"What poison? There is still poison in this world that I can't remove? I don't believe it, Feng Yat-tou, you will take me there tomorrow."

Jueming jumped up, Lu Qingyao looked at Jueming suspiciously, looked him carefully before asking, "Really? Don't you force me?"

He blew his beard and stared at him, "I have a word of it."

"Okay, the old man is just happy. I'll ask Luochun to arrange a residence for you. You can live here in the future."

Lu Chunyao went to call Luochun, and his expression of harmony gradually became colder, his eyes changed several times, and finally turned into a long sigh. Fengmei, I am already in my destiny. Now that you are so full of vitality, I will protect you for a few more years, and it is not in vain to get to know each other.
Chapter completed!