At this moment, quite a few readers had also reached this point, and the tranquility of Wanwen Bookhouse was instantly shattered.
"Choosing one out of two? Old Thief Fang Qiu, can you be any more cruel?"
"Old Thief Fang Qiu doesn't have a heart at all! How can you talk about cruelty?"
"Based on my experience with the previous two books, Fang Qiu really might be even more cruel."
"It's over, Old Thief Fang Qiu has started again. I shouldn't have trusted her this one last time. The incident where I got drunk, fell into the grass, had my pants stripped, and was rumored to be a 'butt monster' hasn't even passed yet, and now this?"
"A thousand years ago, she chose to listen to her Royal Brother, and her Royal Brother died. A thousand years later, Long Kui knew that if she listened to Jing Tian this time, Jing Tian would also die. This plot buildup is truly amazing, but why use such narrative mastery in a place like this!"
"A cherished wish of a thousand years, scattered in a single morning. Perhaps for Long Kui, living for a thousand years was just for this moment. Surely, when she jumped into the casting furnace, in Long Kui's heart, Jing Tian was Jing Tian; he was no longer Long Yang."
"I wasn't crying originally, why did you have to say such sentimental things?"
"Good little sister, it's all my fault, stop crying."
The crowd discussed animatedly; the eyes of quite a few people reddened, and tears flowed out.
That youth gritted his teeth, his eyes red, and continued reading.
He didn't dare to think about who would die next.
Old Thief Fang Qiu indeed hadn't changed her deadly ways.
After Long Kui's death, the sword capable of defeating the Evil Sword Immortal had been fully forged.
The group found the Evil Sword Immortal.
Reading to this point, the youth couldn't help but swallow his saliva, feeling a bit nervous.
The final decisive battle was arriving.
However, what surprised him was that although the decisive battle was extremely bumpy, Jing Tian successfully defeated the Evil Sword Immortal by relying on the sword forged from the combination of the Demon Sword and the Demon Suppression Sword.
"Eh? It's over? Just won like that?"
The youth was slightly stunned.
It wasn't that the process of the decisive battle was too simple or lacked buildup; on the contrary, Fang Qiu wrote this battle with ups and downs, striking a chord in people's hearts.
Rather, after this battle ended, no one else died?
This made the youth feel somewhat delighted.
The ending was set.
Sword and Fairy was actually a perfect grand finale!
He repeatedly confirmed it, and after verifying that the Evil Sword Immortal was dead, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.
Although quite a few people had died, and even Long Kui, whom he liked very much, had died.
But, the fact that two more didn't die made him very happy already.
At least Xu Changqing and Zixuan could finally be together as they wished, and Tang Xuejian and Jing Tian could also live happily together.
"I didn't expect the decisive battle to be so smooth?"
"My toes curled tight when I saw Long Kui die, but I didn't expect the decisive battle to be this smooth?"
"It seems Old Thief Fang Qiu has indeed turned over a new leaf. When I saw Long Kui die, I thought at least three people would die in this decisive battle."
"Xu Changqing and Zixuan's romance spanning three lives and three worlds, plus Jing Tian and Tang Xuejian's love... I want to see what it looks like when the four of them get married together."
"I guess the ending will be during a festival, with Xu Changqing and Zixuan taking their child to Yuzhou to visit Jing Tian and Tang Xuejian. Then Jing Tian and Tang Xuejian will have already given birth to three children. The final scene will be their two families living happily together."
Smiles couldn't stop rising on everyone's faces as they continued reading downwards.
However, as they read, the smiles brimming on the corners of their mouths froze.
Zixuan decided to let go of her love with Xu Changqing, allowing Xu Changqing to become an immortal.
"They actually didn't drink the Forgetfulness Water. 'Better to forget each other in the jianghu than to struggle together,' but how can they forget? How could they forget? How can it be forgotten..."
One of the readers, a person in their early thirties, cried like rain upon reading this, sobbing uncontrollably. Clearly, sad memories of the past had been evoked.
"'Agreed not to love you anymore, but I haven't agreed with myself yet'... Xiaoyu, I miss you so much..."
"If we were destined to part, then I would rather we had never been together in the beginning..."
"Turn back! You guys should turn back and look! Clearly neither of you drank the Forgetfulness Water, clearly neither of you can let go of this relationship, clearly neither of you walked far... Ah Yun, if I had turned back to look back then, had you also not walked far away..."
The youth murmured, his eyes rimmed red. Tears could not stop sliding down. He picked up his tea cup and took a fierce drink, but tea could not drown out sorrow.
Everything had already vanished like smoke.
"One cup to forget love... does this kind of water really exist in this world? If only it did."
"I'll go to the tavern to drink two cups later."
"Mn."
...
Meanwhile, at Heyu Tea House.
Yun Jin sat before the desk, looking at Sword and Fairy in front of her, which had already been turned to the last page. Her beautiful eyes held tears.
A gust of wind blew past; the candle flame flickered with the wind, and the book pages also swayed gently with the breeze.
On the page.
Vast heavy snow was falling rustlingly. Yuzhou City welcomed a heavy snow rare to see in a hundred years; between heaven and earth was a vast expanse of snow-white.
Jing Tian looked toward the sky, and the story in the book cut to a recollection.
Jing Tian sacrificed all his power and almost his entire lifespan, using a secret art to save those who were killed by the Evil Sword Immortal.
Therefore, his days were numbered.
He became a well-deserved great hero and saved the common people.
But he could not save himself. He was going to die. He was going to lose everything he had now. He was going to leave Tang Xuejian's side. But, he didn't want to go.
He didn't want to go...
Tang Xuejian simply didn't know what had happened. She still smiled with a face full of happiness, filled with longing for the future.
She wanted to marry Jing Tian, give birth to many children—the child would be called Jing Xiaolou—and then manage the Yong'an Pawnshop well, living a happy and plain life.
"Fool, who let you leave."
With this sentence, the story reached its end.
Zixuan and Xu Changqing forgot each other in the jianghu; Xu Changqing summoned a snow for Zixuan, the one she wanted to see the most.
Under this heavy snow.
Jing Tian's sorrow and Xuejian's joy formed a strong contrast.
"If Xuejian knew that Jing Tian was about to die, how sad would she be."
Yun Jin murmured.
As she spoke, tears couldn't stop bursting from her eyes, sliding down her fair cheeks and dripping onto the paper, spreading into tear stains.
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