Yang Xuan looked at Chen Yuanxi, who was very decadent. For a time, it was difficult to connect him with the great emperor on New Year''s Eve who once crossed the starry sky.


    His cultivation has retreated to the golden elixir period. At this time, he is no different from the disabled.


    "Are you dying?" Yang Xuan asked.


    "Almost, I should." Chen Yuanxi picked up the wine pot again.


    "I have a question for you." Yang Xuan simply went straight to the subject.


    "Ask!" Chen Yuanxi looked at the lake in front of him.


    "What happened to the martial god in those days?" Yang Xuan first asked this question.


    "He wants to become emperor, and the evil angel wants to kill the emperor. Zhang Zhongyang asked me to go out and save his life." Chen Yuanxi replied.


    Yang Xuan frowned.


    Is Zhang Zhongyang telling the truth?


    "Why did you turn against Emperor Yao of Qing Dynasty ten thousand years ago?" Yang Xuan asked this sentence after considering it for a long time.


    Chen Yuanxi''s eyes showed a painful color. It seemed that Yang Xuan''s words directly poked the most vulnerable place in his heart and made him tremble.


    "Everything is caused by evil gods. I was bewitched by him. I hate ah, I hate ah." Chen Yuanxi hissed wildly, hoarse, and blood flowed between his eyes.


    Bewitching by evil gods?


    Yang Xuan''s eyes narrowed.


    "I hate ah, I hate ah..." at the moment, Chen Yuanxi looks like a madman.


    "Sister Qingyao, I''m sorry for you. I''m sorry for you. I hurt you. I''m wrong, sister..." Chen Yuanxi hammered the ground and burst into tears.


    Perhaps only under the tombstone of the Qing Yao emperor could he show such a posture and be so heartbroken.


    Yang Xuan did not press, but looked patiently.


    After a long time, Chen Yuanxi finally calmed down, but the bloody tears on his face were shocking.


    "Evil gods are good at bewitching people. Unconsciously, they control your thoughts and thoughts and do some incredible things. When you find out, it''s too late." the blood and tears in Chen Yuanxi''s eyes still don''t disappear, and his voice trembles: "I was secretly invaded by evil gods and controlled by him. Then I suddenly shot sister Yao and hurt her. I''m a sinner."


    Chen Yuanxi said, and shed blood and tears.


    "What is evil god?" Yang Xuan slowed down his voice and asked.


    "I don''t know. After so many years, I still don''t know." Chen Yuanxi was almost whispering, and his eyes began to lose their look.


    Yang Xuan felt wrong. His mind penetrated and found that the vitality in Chen Yuanxi had begun to dissipate.


    This dissipation is spontaneous and has no external force. It also shows that Chen Yuanxi has long been determined to die.


    Yang Xuan didn''t save him. Since he wanted to die, death was his best way back.


    "What is the heart of the universe?" Yang Xuan asked quickly.


    "I suspect that evil gods live in the heart of the universe," murmured Chen Yuanxi. The wine pot beside him tilted to one side and the wine flowed all over the ground.


    "Why do evil gods bewitch you?" Yang Xuan asked again.


    But this time, Chen Yuanxi didn''t answer, because his whole person began to dissipate, like fluorescence. As soon as he was blown by the wind, he scattered, floated to the microwave sparkling lake, and then melted into it.


    The night wind swept across the lake. Vaguely, Yang Xuan seemed to see a woman with a erratic figure and slightly stretched out her hand.


    The fluorescence finally melted into the lake, vaguely turned into Chen Yuanxi, and murmured: "sister Yao..."


    The next moment, all the illusions disappeared and the world returned to peace.


    Looking at the calm lake, Yang Xuan didn''t make a sound for a long time.


    The feeling of loneliness surged into my heart again, like running water, tightly surrounding him.


    Chen Yuanxi died.


    This time, probably, should and seemed to be really dead, turned into fluorescence and went to confess to sister Yao in his mouth.


    The love and hatred of the two great emperors of the Terran, spanning ten thousand years, seems to come to an end at this moment.


    Maybe it''s not perfect, but there''s an end in the end.


    The arm moved slightly. On the stone mountain in the distance, a huge bluestone flew in the air and was directly inserted next to the tombstone of the Qing Yao emperor.


    Then, Yang Xuan''s fingers moved, and on the blue stone, there appeared several big characters: the tomb of the great emperor on New Year''s Eve.


    The small stone tablet represents Chen Yuanxi''s brilliant but tragic life.


    After thinking about it, Yang Xuan stretched out his hand again. The stone tablet burst into pieces, turned into powder and floated to the lake.


    Perhaps, Chen Yuanxi doesn''t need this. He just wants to sleep quietly in this lake and never be disturbed.


    The wine pot flew up and was thrown into the lake by Yang Xuan. After splashing, it sank slowly.


    As the last evidence of Chen Yuanxi here, it has also been erased. Maybe from now on, he will really disappear between the stars and will never be mentioned again.


    "Goodbye!"


    Yang Xuan arched his hand lightly.


    The waves on the lake seemed to respond to his voice.


    At night, in the thick mist, another voice sounded.


    "You should say goodbye."


    Yang Xuan took a deep breath, turned slowly, and saw an emperor wearing a Dragon Robe, a golden crown and a jade belt.


    Lord of the imperial court.


    "Should I call you the Lord of the imperial court or the messenger?"


    After a while, he asked.


    The Lord of the imperial court came down slowly step by step from the air and stood in front of Yang Xuan.


    "Whatever you like," he said.


    At this time, the moonlight and starry sky above the Qingyao star have disappeared, and the world seems to fall into darkness.


    But there was a glimmer of light on the tombstone of the Qing Yao emperor, reflected on their faces.


    "Emperor Yao of the Qing Dynasty should be the first person of the human race." the head of the imperial court suddenly said.


    Yang Xuan didn''t respond to his words, but asked, "what''s the messenger doing here?"


    The Lord of the imperial court smiled faintly: "originally, I just came to send Chen Yuanxi, but I didn''t expect to meet emperor Tianxuan. It''s really a coincidence."


    "I''m afraid it''s not a coincidence." Yang Xuan said faintly, "isn''t the messenger watching me from the moment I left the blazing Mars?"


    "Oh, how do you know I''m looking at you?" the Lord of the imperial court looked very curious.


    "Intuition, my intuition is always very accurate." Yang Xuan replied.


    "The human race is really a race that comes from only one generation." the Lord of the imperial court sighed: "the great emperor of Qing Yao, the great emperor of new year''s Eve, Zhang Zhongyang, Fang Rongxuan, the God of martial arts, and you, the famous emperor Tianxuan, have emerged from the human race in a short period of more than 10000 years. It is a terrible thing for any race."


    Yang Xuan was silent and didn''t speak.


    "But it happened that they all came out of the Terran, how?" the Lord of the imperial court shook his head and sighed.


    "Why can''t Terrans be emperor?" Yang Xuan looked at him and asked word by word.


    This is the key to the problem. All kinds of Terran happened in the word "wairao, Terran without emperor".


    "Who knows?" the Lord of the imperial court shrugged his shoulders. "That''s what my master ordered. How can I know why I didn''t let the Terran out of the emperor?"


    "Your master?" Yang Xuan''s eyes half narrowed: "evil god?"