"I was taken to the Crystal God Palace by my master at the age of five, entered the realm of spiritualists at the age of six, an eight-year-old wise man, a twelve-year-old venerable man, an eight-year-old sect man, and promoted to the saint at the age of twenty-four. After another forty years, I finally transformed into an immortal, entered the ranks of immortal kings, and was called the first person in the Crystal God Palace in a thousand years by my master. Unfortunately, the destiny of heaven is so unfair that I can't overcome the disaster of my destiny and will be buried in an unknown desert island."

This is the first time Ye Ning saw Shui Linglong's face so close, and it is also the first time he has come into contact with such a plain and indifferent Shui Linglong. That face is like a gardenia blown by the late spring breeze, with tenacity in its weakness and blooming in clusters in clusters. His smile is still slightly drunk with the beauty of the world.

A beauty is like sorrow, and her life is as thin as paper.

Ye Ning couldn't bear to look directly, so he turned his head and said, "You don't have to do this. In fact, if Ye wants to save you, it's not impossible. It's just..."

"But, even if you can survive, your cultivation will eventually turn into flowing water." She smiled and said, "Why do you have to? I would rather leave it for now than waste my life for decades."

Ye Ning knew that this was the fate of most cultivators.

Once, he was tall and turned his hands to make clouds and rain, without illness or pain, and without dirt or dust, how could he be depressed and become a mortal who is worse than an ant?

"What are your unfulfilled wishes?"

Shui Linglong did not answer his words directly, but said to herself: "I was born in the general's mansion in the secular kingdom. My father was a general who could not defeat thousands of people, and my mother was the princess whom I most loved. What I saw most in the five years in the mortal world was the love of my parents. In the early morning, he once held the sword hand to draw her thrush, and was as careful as a treasure; in the afternoon, she wore a gorgeous dress for him and danced lightly with a bright dress; in the afterglow, they snuggled up to each other, watching the kingfisher enter the forest and sang in the fishing boat. Such days seemed like a dream. The maids and servants were also envious. At that time, I was wondering when there was such a person who drew thrush for me, treated me as a treasure, and embraced me in my arms? Unfortunately, there was no such person after all."

She said so plainly, but so sincerely, and the tears that fell from the corners of her eyes were as round as pearls.

Ye Ning lost his words, and he didn't know how to comfort her.

"When I have achieved success in my cultivation, when I return to my hometown, the general's mansion has been razed to the ground, and even the homeland has become another country. In a rage, I slaughtered all the royal family of the invading country, including the royal grandson who is still in his infancy. Am I a good person? Of course not. But am I really a bad person?"

Her voice became less and less lively, and her body became less and less. Ye Ning knew that her life was in full swing.

"Where are good people and bad people in the world? They are all selfish people."

After hearing this, Shui Linglong smiled, and the smile seemed to have bloomed all the last light in her life. "If I say my last wish, I only hope that fellow Daoist Ye can rescue his master. She was suppressed by the Shuiling God Lord in the core forbidden area of ​​the Crystal Palace and refined it day and night with the waterway formation, I am afraid that it will not last long."

"Okay. Ye promised you."

"Thanks……"

Before the word "you" was released, Shui Linglong went there.

A generation of saints returned to the underworld, but in the end it was just a beautiful dream.

Ye Ning made a jade coffin and buried it on this deserted island.

Then, he flew east without looking back. He would sooner or later to settle the accounts of the Shuiling God.
Chapter completed!