A ray of sword light flashed through Liu Xi's eyes, and the green bamboo sword suddenly inserted into Liu Xi's left heart. So precise, so ruthless.
He already knew the outcome of being given death by Ye Suwen and had thought about it thousands of times in his mind. But when it really happened, he was really heartbroken, as if he was not the Demon Lord Lang Mingjun, but really the master of Wuming Pavilion, Liu Si.
"Ye Suwen, have you ever had a soft heart or shown any affection towards me?" Liu Si, whose eyes were already red and with bright red blood flowing from her mouth, raised her head and asked her.
"I once had feelings for you." Ye Suwen replied with a cold face, but her hand holding the green bamboo sword trembled for some reason.
Liu Si smiled sincerely after hearing this, and the tears couldn't stop falling, dripping onto his blue clothes, the land, and his hopeless heart.
With just this sentence, he completely accepted this ending. It turns out that she really loved herself, even as Liu Si.
Liu Si suddenly fell to the ground, his green clothes dyed red with blood. His eyes were still looking at Ye Suwen, with relief and abandonment in his eyes. Until he died in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, Ye Suwen's heart remained unwavering, and he left the forest with his sword in hand.
This is his ending as Liu Si...
Intention: To express the pain and greatness of love, as well as the love and concern for the country and the common people