"Xue'er... My wife... Husband... I'm sorry for you..." He choked, and every word seemed to be laced with blood, "In the next life... Don't meet someone like me again..."
"You are my calamity." Feng Yixuan looked at her with complicated eyes, "In the past three years, I have treated you sincerely, and I sincerely want to grow old with you. But whenever I try to practice, your shadow appears in my heart - it is the inner demon, the shackles that hinder my immortality."
He slowly drew a short sword from his sleeve. The blade of the sword is filled with cold light and is absolutely extraordinary.
"Master said that the most thorough way to cut off the worldly relationship is to cut off the source of love." He raised his sword, his voice still calm, "Xue'er, I'm sorry. I killed my wife today to prove the truth. If I live forever in the future, I will set up a monument for your salvation."
It's so beautiful, I can't stop watching it!