He can admit his mistakes to anyone or anything, but he will never admit his mistakes to the only soul that is tied to him.

"In this world, you...no one can replace you."

Luoyu: "What are you talking about? The wind is too strong, I can't hear it clearly. You say it louder? Oh——!"

Before he finished speaking, Luoyu felt a huge suction force coming from below.

The flying puppet on her feet seemed to have encountered some nemesis, making a crackling sound.

It was broken into pieces in just a moment.

"Damn, no! The crack is here! I'm not mentally prepared yet!!"

As his body fell, the silver halberd on his waist once again emitted a bright light, wrapping his entire body.

As time goes by, I am always by your side.

...

The Immortal Cultivation Continent, Lei Guang Sect.

The huge sect was now empty, shrouded in a layer of dark silence.

A year ago, there was a small sect full of laughter and joy. But now it is empty and devastated.

At this time, a cold man in black was slowly walking towards the only room in the sect that was lit.

His expression was indifferent, his eyes were filled with bloody anger, and his whole body seemed to be covered with frost for thousands of years.

The door opened, reflecting the figure of a young man sitting in a wheelchair inside.

"Chu Moli, this is the invitation letter for the Tianmei Banquet you want."

Yu Zhengqing walked forward and placed a jade plaque in his hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, "When will you do what you promised me?"

The young man sitting in a wheelchair raised his head, showed a handsome and weak face, and smiled slightly, "It's better to go to Qianyuan with me. Maybe, you will meet the person you want to meet."

"Chu Moli, you're playing tricks on me!" Yu Zhengqing showed anger on his face, and he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Chu Moli's collar, almost pulling him up. "You said that as long as I get the invitation letter for you in the Tianmei Banquet, you will take me to find the person who killed Niannian. Do you want to regret it now?!"

The smile on Chu Moli's face remained unchanged at all.

He stretched out his slender and white five fingers and gently stroked Yu Zhengqing's wrist.

Yu Zhengqing immediately felt as if he was electrocuted, and his whole body trembled violently.

The tremor lasted for dozens of breaths, and when it stopped, his body had already fallen softly to the ground.

The young man in the wheelchair still said slowly with his gentle smile that had lasted for thousands of years: "Now, have you calmed down?"

Yu Zhengqing covered his face with his hands and laughed softly for a while, but the laughter was even more sad than crying.

"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now and lost my mind. You have helped me a lot and allowed my strength to improve by leaps and bounds in a short period of time, but..."

Yu Zhengqing's voice gradually became dull and painful.

"I have no choice. I tried my best to find the murderers who killed Nian Nian, but I can't do anything at all."

Yu Zhengqing's fiancée is called Lei Niannian.

The two met and fell in love ten years ago, traveled together, and finally made a lifelong commitment to each other.

Although Yu Zhengqing was just a casual cultivator, no one in the Lei Guang Sect disliked him.

Even Niannian's father and the leader of the Lei Guang Sect did not have too many requests for him, and just hoped that he could treat his daughter well.

But Yu Zhengqing didn't want to be wronged Nian Nian, so he went deep into the dense forest and killed high-level monsters, wanting to prepare a decent dowry for Nian Nian.
Chapter completed!