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C1934

There was only one person living in the cemetery.

It was rather empty.

However, it was incomparably clean. It seemed that someone had to clean it frequently.

Everyone stopped here.

Qin Wentian was the only one who walked out. Staring at the gravestone in front of him, his eyes were filled with tears as his eyes turned completely red.

He walked over step by step.

His steps were heavy, as if each step weighed millions of pounds.

In the end, he stood in front of the tombstone.

He squatted down, raised his hand, and gently caressed the stone tablet.

The words on it were written by Pure Yang Zi.

Beloved daughter, Tomb of the Beginning.

"Little Chu, I've come to see you." Qin Wentian spoke, his voice hoarse.

This was the exact words.

This caused the hearts of everyone to ache for Qin Wentian.

It made people want to cry even more. Xiao Chen looked at the back view of Qin Wentian, his gaze somewhat heavy.

The cruelest thing in the world is to love, but not to love.

The people who loved each other were separated by Yin and Yang.

The cutie was so, as was Qin Wentian.

Fate was too cruel to some people.

It was unbearable to look at.

Chu Rou turned her head and tears rolled down her face.

Xing Kai and Liu Cang sighed softly.

Sunscorch, Haoyue, and Stellar Union Holy Envoys silently stood there.

The teacher often came to see Xiao Chu.

He would sit here for an entire day, cleaning this place personally and not allow any outsiders to interfere.

He was looking at Qin Wentian.

At this moment, the pain in his heart surpassed that of his teacher's.

They were all silent, and didn't disturb the reunion between Qin Wentian and Little Chu. They silently retreated.

At this moment, underneath Little Chu's tombstone.

Qin Wentian's tears rolled down his face. The pain he felt after so many years of suffering had once again erupted.

Looking at Little Chu's tombstone, his heart felt as if it had been cut by knives.

The dignified number one of House was actually crying like the rain.

What kind of pain could cause a dignified seven foot man to cry?

It was hard to imagine.

At this moment, a silhouette appeared in front of Qin Wentian. Her voice echoed in his mind, and every single one of her expressions and smiles was extremely distinct. However, right now, she could only remain in his memories.

"Little Chu, I missed you so much, I really missed you …"

Qin Wentian pressed his forehead against the stone monument as he mumbled in a low voice.

"It's because I didn't protect you well, it's because I betrayed teacher's trust, it's because I shouldn't have accepted that mission, it's all my fault. I'm in the wrong, I'm regretting it. I really want you to return to my side."

Qin Wentian's every word and sentence was filled with such agony.

He had cultivated for several hundred years.

No pain made him frown.

But at this moment, he could not bear it.

This feeling was truly unforgettable. It made him wish he was dead.

Underneath the splendor of the scenery, there were countless scars.

Qin Wentian could only remove all of his disguises in front of Little Chu. At this moment, Qin Wentian was the real Qin Wentian.

What peerless talent, what House Legend.

What genius of ten thousand years, what genius of the martial way.

All of this was an illusion. He, Qin Wentian, was merely a single person.

However, there were too many halos that blurred the vision of the crowd.

Qin Wentian never treated all of this as real, it was just an empty title. What he wanted was for Little Rascal to be revived.

However, this wish would never come true in his life.

He knew and understood.

"Little Chu, I'm leaving the Violet Cloud Palace." Qin Wentian sat down in front of the tomb as he spoke in a low voice, "I am no longer a disciple of the Violet Cloud Palace. No one in the eight palaces of the House would dare take me on."

I've come today for no other reason than to tell everyone.

You didn't choose the wrong person.

I didn't explain anything to teacher, and didn't say anything. Don't worry, even though I'm not in House, I still treat myself as a part of the Purple Cloud Palace. My heart has never left this place.

Teacher didn't want me to come see you, so I still came.

I want to see you.

Because I miss you so much, every day, I can't help it.

I, Qin Wentian, will never marry in my life. Although you have died, in my heart, you are already my wife. "

Qin Wentian kept on explaining to the stone monuments.

He told Xiao Chu about all the grievances, grievances and hardships he had gone through in the past few years.

He thought that he had suppressed his heart for too long.

He felt very uncomfortable.

The only person who could listen to him was Little Chu.

He gently kissed the stone monument. It was as if Little Chu was walking towards him, gently stroking his face and comforting her.

Qin Wentian stood up, an expression of reluctance could be seen on his face.

"Little Chu, I have to leave now. I wonder if I can come visit you again …"

When Qin Wentian walked out, his eyes were filled with shock.

Xiao Chen and the others stood to the side. Xing Kai and the others also had grave expressions on their faces.

There was another person who had arrived.

Purple Cloud Palace's Palace Master, Pure Yang Zi.

Looking at Qin Wentian walking out of the tomb, Pure Yang's countenance grew incomparably unsightly. A cold light flickered in his eyes, and the aura emanating from him was incomparably cold, akin to the biting wind of winter.

This was the first time Xiao Chen saw his teacher act this way.

Xing Kai and the others didn't even dare to make a sound.

"Teacher..." The three of them spoke up, "Wentian, he …"

The three of them wanted to explain to Qin Wentian, but with just a glance, the pure Yangzi turned his head. The three of them could feel a shocking pressure bearing down on them. Even they could not endure it, let alone Xiao Chen and the rest.

They seemed to feel the aura of death.

Pure Yang Zi's gaze was locked onto Qin Wentian.

"Who told you to come."

His voice was calm, but it carried a questioning tone, and there was even a sharp edge to it.

The terrifying energy directly landed on Qin Wentian's body.

Qin Wentian groaned.

He did not resist. The leader of the Purple Cloud Palace, Pure Yang Zi, was at the Ninth Heavenly Layer of the Saint realm.

Qin Wentian's strength was never displayed after he left the Violet Cloud Palace.

Furthermore, the person in front of him was his teacher, Little Chu's father. Even if he had the guts, he would never dare to retaliate.

He could directly endure it.

"Teacher, I..." Qin Wentian's words were immediately cut off by Pure Yang.

"You are no longer a disciple of the Purple Cloud Palace, and I am no longer your teacher. I told you before, you are not allowed to take even half a step into the Purple Cloud Palace. Have you forgotten?" Pure Yang Zi's voice was cold and his eyes flashed with anger.

"Nope." Qin Wentian replied.

"I just want to see her. Even if it's just a glance, I'll be satisfied."0

The pure Yang energy continued to descend.

Qin Wentian directly knelt on the ground as resplendent light circulated around his body. He could feel the killing intent contained within, but he didn't resist, and calmly endured it.

Looking at Qin Wentian, the eyes of Pure Yang Zi was filled with determination.

On the side, when Xiao Chen saw this, he could not help but say, "Teacher, Senior Brother Qin is almost unable to hold on any longer, stop."

"Yeah, teacher, give Wentian a chance."

The three Holy Envoys also spoke up.

"Scram!"

Pure Yang Zi waved his hand and the three of them were sent flying a hundred meters away, groaning in pain.

"Teacher, I insisted on coming. This has nothing to do with you three seniors and Junior Xiao Chen. I am willing to bear the responsibility myself!"

Qin Wentian inclined his head, staring straight at Pure Yang Zi.

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