Chapter 456 The Tomb of Shui Binger [Please subscribe and vote monthly]

"Now in the Xuan Alliance, who makes the decision?"

Fang Xuan landed in the Xuanmeng compound, stood with his hands behind his hands, and calmly looked at the Xuanmeng soul masters around him.

"You are... Fang Xuan!"

Looking at this young and handsome boy, the blue-haired old woman had mixed feelings, and an indescribable bitterness rose in her heart.

"Um, you recognize me?!"

Fang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at the blue-haired old woman carefully. He had no impression of this person and asked doubtfully: "I don't remember seeing you. Who are you?"

The blue-haired old woman smiled bitterly and said, "I am... Shui Yue'er."

"What! Are you Shui Yue'er?!"

Fang Xuan was very surprised. He really did not associate the decrepit old woman in front of him with the lively and lovely girl back then.

A hundred years have passed, things have changed, people have changed, and the sea has changed. The beautiful girl at the beginning has now become a dying old man. Fang Xuan's heart is full of emotion.

Tears flowed involuntarily from those cloudy old eyes.

Shui Yue'er pointed at Fang Xuan and asked angrily: "Fang Xuan, do you still remember that there was a woman waiting for you in Tianshui City?!"

Fang Xuan was in a daze, remembering the beautiful girl who was reluctant to leave Tianshui City.

Those affectionate words at that time still linger in my ears.

do not forget me……

Fang Xuan was in a complicated mood and had mixed feelings. He couldn't help but ask Shui Yue'er, "Shui Bing'er, are you okay..."

Shui Yue'er laughed miserably: "My sister is already dead!"

"died?!!"

Fang Xuan was shocked and couldn't believe what he heard, and said: "How is it possible?! With Shui Bing'er's talent, it shouldn't be difficult to reach the title of Douluo. Even if he lives for another hundred or two hundred years, it will be nothing. Question, how could she die?!"

"My sister died a hundred years ago."

Shui Yue'er let out a long sigh and said with a sad expression: "Originally, with my sister's talent, it would be no problem to break through to the Title Douluo and even the Super Douluo, and she could have a long lifespan of hundreds of years.

But ever since you left Tianshui City, she has been depressed, not thinking about food or food, and doesn't even care about practicing. She just sits at the window every day, looking at the southeast day and night, as if waiting for something. "

Speaking of this, Shui Yue'er paused, took a deep look at Fang Xuan, and sighed: "I know, she is waiting for you!"

Fang Xuan was silent.

His right palm clenched involuntarily, and a wisp of bright red blood dripped down.

"Time goes by like this, day after day, year after year, but you, Fang Xuan, never appear again. It seems that you have forgotten this distant place, and you have forgotten that there is a girl waiting for you here."

The dry hair was disheveled, and Shui Yue'er's old face showed a trace of pain, and continued: "Gradually, my sister's body became unwell, and she became increasingly haggard and depressed. Even her state of mind declined. On a rainy night, my sister's condition... It deteriorated rapidly, and I suddenly fell into a coma and never woke up again..."

Dead, dead.

Shui Binger is dead...

Fang Xuan was in a daze, thinking of that innocent and lovely girl who died so silently, his heart felt like a needle pricking him, and at the same time, a deep sense of self-blame surged into his heart.

Because Shui Bing'er's death was mostly due to him.

Back then, Shui Binger had mustered up the courage to confess to Fang Xuan, and he also felt confused in his heart. However, because of the pursuit of Wuhun Palace and because he was too weak and busy practicing at that time, he did not accept it. Shui Bing'er's feelings.

I never thought it would cause such a regrettable situation.

Fang Xuan sighed, looking very sad.

"Why don't you come to me?" He looked at Shui Yue'er.

"The person is gone, so what's the use of looking for you?"

Shui Yue'er laughed miserably and said sadly: "She was only twenty-one years old when she died!"

Twenty-one years old, in the prime of life, but I don’t want to turn into a handful of dust and die.

After being silent for a long time, Fang Xuan raised his head, stared at Shui Yue'er, and squeezed out a hoarse voice from his throat: "Take me to see her!"

…

Outside Tianshui City, there is a lonely bluestone tomb.

The cemetery is very tidy, with not even a fallen leaf. It seems that people come here often to clean it. There are many green grass and flowers growing around it, and the environment is quiet and beautiful.

In front of the tomb made of bricks and stones, there is a bluestone tombstone with a line of words clearly engraved on it: Shui Bing'er's tomb!

Under the leadership of Shui Yue'er, Fang Xuan came to Shui Bing'er's tomb. Looking at the familiar name on the bluestone tombstone, a very complicated emotion surged in his heart, and he felt a faint pain.

"I...my name is Shui Bing'er, what's your name?!"

"I give this knife to you as a thank you gift for saving me."

"Fang Xuan, I...I like you!"

"do not forget me!"

Everything in the past was playing in his mind like a slideshow, making Fang Xuan's body tremble slightly, with a suffocating pain.

The past events are still vivid in my mind, but it is a pity that the beauty has long since passed away.

At this moment, Fang Xuan's understanding of life and death in his heart was deepening crazily, and the bottleneck of his practice that had been stuck for a long time began to loosen. Waves of power of life and death spread rapidly, causing half of the flowers, plants and trees in the jungle to quickly One half withers, the other half grows crazily, life and death are divided into two poles!

His eyes gradually turned to blood, and he walked step by step towards Shui Bing'er's grave.

"Fang Xuan, what do you want to do?!"

Feeling the unusual aura rising from Fang Xuan's body, Shui Yue'er was slightly startled, fearing that he would do something random.

"I want to see Shui Bing'er again, even if it's a piece of bone or a handful of ashes..."

Fang Xuan's cold eyes showed a kind of determination. With a wave of his hand, the bluestone tomb exploded, and a white ice coffin gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

In the ice coffin, a beautiful blue-haired girl lay quietly. Her facial features were exquisite and her expression was gentle, just like a pool of clear water, giving people a peaceful and beautiful feeling.

"Bing'er..."

Fang Xuan looked at the blue-haired girl who was lying in the ice coffin, as if she was sleeping. His breathing gradually became faster, and he felt like he was in a dream.

This thousand-year-old ice coffin has preserved Shui Bing'er's body intact, and has not let this appearance be eroded by the years. For hundreds of years, Shui Bing'er is still so beautiful, elegant, gentle, and lifelike.

Like a sleeping beauty!

It's a pity that I will never wake up...

Fang Xuan let out a long sigh, moved his eyes slightly downward, and suddenly noticed that Shui Bing'er was holding a broken knife in his hand, a white broken knife!

The blade is broken and the blade is broken. It seems that after countless fierce battles, the entire blade is riddled with holes and can no longer be repaired.

But looking at this broken white sword, Fang Xuan's eyes suddenly became moist, and he murmured: "Shadowless sword..."