Chapter 1124 The Demon Seed is Natural (158)
Everyone in the world knew that Zhou Ye, the demon in the previous life, was killed by the ancestor. Only Qingsang knew that she killed herself.
When they last met, Qingsang had become the young patriarch of the Qinglong clan, while Zhou Ye had become a cold-blooded executioner.
She was ordered to go down to the next world and kill her.
But on the night they met, she watched Zhou Ye take a sip of extremely lonely wine and then kill herself without leaving any room.
After that night, there was a blooming silver bell flower next to Zhou Ye's body.
Among the six realms, the silver bell flower is the most noble flower. It was once printed on the national flag and enshrined in the temple halls.
Because the silver bell is the symbol of the ancestor in the six realms, the silver bell is extremely noble, and no one in the six realms dares to use it for personal use.
The silver bell flower next to Zhou Ye's body also made everyone believe.
This demon was destroyed by the ancestor from the lower realm.
That past is not that long ago.
Qingsang can still remember Zhou Ye that night, the sorrow and guilt revealed in his empty eyes.
It turned out that she had always believed that she had killed her grandfather.
As time went by, this guilt was not dissipated by the killings day and night. Instead, it accumulated layer by layer in her heart like ice, and finally turned into an obsession that she could not forget after her death. That obsession.
Qingsang knows.
She knows it all.
Why is Zhou Ye so dependent on Elder Xian?
But what she couldn't tell Zhou Ye was that the immortal elder was not the grandfather who was willing to give up everything for her and loved his granddaughter deeply until his death.
When a person dies, his body perishes and everything returns to dust.
The previous life also turned into dust for Zhou Ye, and Qingsang could not use the story of the previous life to make Zhou Ye sober in this life.
Whether it was obsession or true family affection, she had no right to interfere. The only thing she has to do is to spend the rest of her life repaying Zhou Ye's kindness.
Silence spread again.
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a white light shone in, which was a bit dazzling.
Looking forward, someone walked into the dungeon.
Across the cell door, the hunched figure that was walking very slowly stopped.
He is an immortal elder.
How did he become like this?
Qingsang was a little unbelievable.
At the last immortal longevity ceremony, although the immortal elder looked a little vicissitudes of life, he still looked healthy and strong.
But now, the figure standing in front of him across the door was haggard and stooped, his back was bent as deeply as a shrimp, and his hair was white and dry. Even if it was carefully pulled up with hairpins, it was still difficult to stop the old and embarrassed look. appearance.
Zhou Ye stared at him. His face really looked like that of a dying person. His eye sockets were deeply sunken and his face was drooped. Looking at the sunken mouth, all the teeth inside had fallen out.
The man in front of him overlapped with the immortal elder in Zhou Ye's memory. Except for those eyes, there was no overlap at all.
The elderly pay most attention to their own image. The white hair all year round also needs different styles. The white hair is neatly combed and the straight waist is straight. From the back, it is impossible to tell that he is an old man who is about to die.
The elder is arrogant and fun-loving. After getting to know him, his true colors will show up and he will always tease Zhou Ye, who is not very intelligent.
Seeing that she was about to cry, he quickly jumped up and down with her to comfort her.
Everything emerged, Zhou Ye slowly approached, staring at the old man in front of him.
"How did you get yourself into this?"
Her voice was still calm, with a unique cold tone, and seemed to have no emotional fluctuations.
(End of chapter)