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His face instantly became expressionless.

Seeing Jin Yang's embarrassment after being tripped to the ground, Yuan Hua's expression did not change, still so indifferent, but there was a hint of mocking smile hanging on the corner of his lips, but he looked so enigmatic and unfathomable. shudder.

Tsk - what have you been doing so long ago?

Lin Jian on the side was still in shock and did not recover for a long time.

In the square mirror, the big characters "淐沅 pool" on the stone tablet are clearly visible.

Hueyuan Pond, Hueyuan Pond, has a nice name, and it got what I wanted.

But who doesn’t know what a heavy price will be paid for getting one’s wish.

Legend has it that there is a fairy pond on Xiling Mountain where you can make wishes. If you have something in your heart, you only need to meditate in the pond for five hundred years.

No matter what your wish is, the ancient hermits guarding the fairy pond can help you realize it.

Later generations of Gu called it "Huayuanchi", chang (second tone) and yuan (fourth tone), which means getting what you want.

Five hundred years, for people in the God Realm, is just a blink of an eye, but in these tens of millions of years, only the Father God has survived the test of those five hundred years unharmed.

To say that he was "unharmed" was actually not necessarily true. As the strongest man in the world, Father God was also scarred when he came out of the pool.

The puddles of water are as bright as the sky, and the overlapping fine lines are clear and red. Although the Immortal Pond is beautiful, the water in the pond is terrifying and can hurt people to the bone.

Therefore, although there were many people who wanted to get what they wanted or challenged the prestige of Hueyuan Pond, they were all frightened away by the horror of the water in the pond.

As time goes by, the magical Huayuan Pond has become a legendary place all over the world.

And because no one could successfully enter it, gradually fewer and fewer people looked for it, and eventually it disappeared from the world.

When it is mentioned again, it is just something people talk about in their spare time without knowing whether it is true or false.

Now, you tell Lin Jian that a frail little girl went to a place where even that person barely survived, and stayed there for thousands of years.

In Lin Jian's opinion, this was simply a big joke.

Let’s not talk about whether the legendary wishing pool is real. After all, in the past tens of millions of years, only God the Father has successfully walked out of it, but the final appearance is also terrible.

How could someone, without knowing whether the situation is true or false, and knowing what kind of pain they will suffer if they go there, would take the initiative to go to the Dragon Pond and Tiger's Den just because of a saying that "you can get what you want" spread by the predecessors? The land.

Linjian had never seen what the Hueyuan Pond on Xiling Mountain looked like, but he knew that the water in the pond was something that not even Jin Sect could resist, let alone Yan Wan, who was not highly cultivated.

Unless you are a fool! Lin Jian said to herself in her heart.

"It's impossible, that girl is stupid to go there -" Lin Jian said silently while shaking his head in doubt as he looked at Yan Wan's last location displayed in the square mirror.

It must not be true, otherwise, how could that boy Jin Yang accept it?

Seeing what Lin Jian was thinking, Yuan Hua, who had been silent since just now, suddenly said: "She is just that stupid-"

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have foolishly given everything for a man who abandoned her——

With a sad smile, he also chased after Jin Yang in the direction he was going.

The expression on her face never changed, as if the person who was about to be found was not the junior sister she had grown up with, nor was she the person he had always cared about.

The ancient artifact, the square mirror, can be dripped with the blood of mythical beasts, and you can go back in time and track the traces of the person you want to find.

Therefore, Jin Yang found Lin Jian, who was a Xuanwu beast, and wanted to know where Yan Wan had gone after his death. Unexpectedly, he saw a scene in the mirror that made him heartbroken.

Hueyuan Pond, where is that place? How could Tuanzi find it? How dare she——

"As long as I enter here, can I go back and see him?" the thin woman in ragged clothes asked.

Can an ordinary energy supply station really transport it back to the previous mission world? 001 can't believe it.

"Of course, we have found a way, but it may be a little painful at first-", a strange sound came from a dazzling halo, sizzling, like the sound of electricity.

"It doesn't matter, I'm not afraid of pain -", anyway, he will be separated from the carrier later.

With tears in her eyes, the woman walked into the pool with a smile and determination. The look of happiness on her face was as if she was just going to meet her sweetheart at the moment.

I need to discuss it with the main star next time. The light from the holographic projection screen is too bright, and it makes my carrier’s teary eyes keep flowing.

Hmm~ It's comfortable. I haven't been exposed to nutrient solution for a long time. Hehe, the concentration is just right.

Without showing any sign of pain, the woman walked decisively step by step to the center of the fairy pond.

But in the next second, he lost all his strength and fell into the pool. The splashing water blurred the surface of the square mirror.

The retrospective is over, this is the last trace left by Yan Wan in this world.

When Jin Yang saw this scene in the square mirror, his mind went blank for a moment. He didn't even have time to think before he had already run out the door.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and with the roar of the wind, the dark clouds in the sky are rolling in rapidly.

The clouds are gathering more and more, and the sky is gradually covered with accumulated clouds.

Faint thunder came from the clouds, there was a hint of coolness in the air, and scattered raindrops fell straight down.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning suddenly filled the sky and the earth, deafening and terrifying.

The raindrops that hit him hard made Jin Yang's face hurt.

But at this time, Jin Yang could no longer care about this, and Yu Jian was flying faster and faster.

In the pouring rain, he couldn't even open his eyes.

But he just wanted to go faster, faster, to see his dumplings. At the same time, recalling the scene in the mirror, Jin Yang felt like his heart was cut by a knife.

Why, why do you have to be so stupid, how can she bear that kind of pain?

While driving towards Xiling Mountain——

The large scars on his back that Jinzong showed him when he talked about the Hueyuan Pond, as well as the figure of Yan Wan finally walking into the pond, kept flashing in Jin Yang's mind.

The fairy mist in the pool is shrouded like a dream.

The woman with her eyes closed was lying quietly inside, with no color except her face, her face was peaceful, as if she was having a sweet dream.

001: I said I was taking a bath comfortably, do you believe it?

Such a beautiful scene made the hurriedly arrived Lord Jinyang of the Guixiao Sect fall from his natal sword.

"Tuanzi... Tuanzi...", murmuring the endearment to his sweetheart, Jin Yang stretched out his hand and carefully traced the woman's face in the air.

In the violent storm, he crawled towards the edge of the pool.

"Ah - well", as soon as he stepped into the pool, the severe pain in his feet made Jin Yang cry out in pain, but he endured it.

Although all the spiritual power was being used, the pain still did not decrease at all.

The burning sensation in his legs made Jin Yang bite his lower lip tightly to prevent him from moaning.

Veins popped up on his forehead, and he clenched his fists, just like Yan Wan did then, moving with difficulty towards the center of the pool.

Jin Yang's clothes were flying in the strong wind, but they were quickly wet by the heavy rain and clung tightly to his body.

When he finally approached the woman, Jin Yang was sweating profusely and his lips were white. He felt his legs soften and fell to his knees.

After snorting miserably, he fainted next to Yan Wan, water splashing everywhere.

In the heavy rain, a man and a woman "sleep" with their necks crossed. Looking from a distance, they really are a pair of fateful mandarin ducks.

When Yuan Hua came over, he looked confused when he saw this scene. His originally cold and deep black eyes were now frighteningly dark, and his whole person exuded a strong and bloodthirsty aura.

Lin Jian, who also arrived, saw Jin Yang lying in the pool with unknown life and death, and shouted anxiously: "Why are you still going in?"

"Well——", using his spiritual power, he rose into the air, trying to pull Jin Yang up, but when he reached out to touch him, his hand was hurt by the water in the pool.

He had no choice but to shout to Yuan Hua, who was still standing by and didn't know what he was thinking: "What are you doing stupidly? Why don't you come over and help, otherwise he will die in there."

But under his surprised gaze, Yuan Hua walked into the pool, grabbed Jin Yang's collar, and threw him to Lin Jian.

He gently picked up Yan Wan and slowly walked outside the pool.

Yan Wan's body was covered with pool water. Jin Yang was tortured by the pool water and fainted from the pain. Lin Jian did not dare to reach out and touch it.

Yuan Hua, who held Yan Wan in his arms, seemed unconscious and walked slowly, as if Yan Wan had just fallen into a deep sleep, and if he moved a little bigger, he would wake her up.

"You..." Lin Jian hesitated, sensing something was wrong with Yuan Hua.

"Let's go back. We need to find someone to heal his injuries." However, Yuan Hua interrupted him. Holding Yan Wan in his arms, Yuan Hua just looked at the bloodless Jin Yang indifferently.

Linjian, who was worried about what would happen to Jin Yang, had no choice but to put aside her doubts temporarily, picked up Jin Yang and flew towards Guixiao Sect.

"Tuanzi, look, no one has chosen you yet..." Yuan Hua spoke with a gentle tone and his eyes were scarlet as he said words with unclear meaning.

Holding Yan Wan in his arms, he also returned to Guixiao Sect with his sword.

-

Return to Xiaozong, in Jinyang's room.

A steady stream of green light was sent into Jin Yang's body by Xueruo, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he stabbed with a silver needle in his left hand.

The color gradually returned to Jin Yang's originally pale face.

Slowly, the light began to fade.

Withdrawing her hand, Xueruo breathed a long sigh of relief and said to Lin Jian who was standing by: "Okay, it's not serious anymore. Now we just have to wait for him to wake up."

Hearing this, Lin Jian, who had been tense, relaxed and stared at Jin Yang on the bed for a long time.

After a while, he asked: "That girl, can you still wake up?"

Xueruo, who was arranging the silver needles, paused when she heard Lin Jian's question, "I haven't mastered Kung Fu yet."

Yes, it's just that I can't cure it. She will definitely wake up.

For a moment, neither Linjian nor Xueruo spoke.

Eyelashes trembling slightly, Jin Yang gradually opened his eyes on the bed. His eyes were confused for a moment, and then——

"Tuanzi——", he turned to look at Lin Jian and Xueruo on the side with hope, but saw that both of them were silent.

He propped himself up with his hands and tried to sit up, but Xueruo reached out to stop him——

"What are you doing? Your body hasn't fully recovered yet and you can't move-"

Jin Yang turned a deaf ear to Xueruo's words, pushed her hand away, lifted the quilt, struggled to get out of bed, but accidentally fell to the ground.

Xueruo moved forward anxiously, wanting to continue to persuade him.

Looking at Jin Yang with this appearance, Lin Jian suddenly sighed,

"Oh - that's all, I'll take you there -".

Over here, in Yan Wan's room.

Yuan Hua sat on the edge of the bed, staring into the distance without making any movement.

The eyes seemed so distant and unfamiliar, as if they were looking at someone across thousands of mountains and rivers. In the hazy eyes, there was a hint of loneliness.

Behind him, there was a woman with calm eyebrows who was already lifeless. Yuan Hua, who used to feel extremely distressed even when she frowned slightly, showed no reaction to her who was now "dead".

Under the trouser legs, the wounds corroded by the water from the Huayuan Lake are still aching, and vaguely, several similar scars from old injuries can be seen.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and standing blankly at the door was Jin Yang, who was supported by Lin Jian.

The room had a familiar layout, and in a daze, Jin Yang seemed to hear the laughter of the women from the past.

"Senior brother—senior brother—" the pretty woman called him again and again, waiting for him to cast a doubtful look.

Then he just said delicately: "It's nothing, I just want to call you."

But at this time, the owner of the room was just lying on the bed dying, no longer as lively and lively as before.

His legs were not working properly, his whole body was trembling slightly, his face was as pale as paper, and there was an unconcealable despair between his brows.

Jin Yang broke away from Lin Jian's hand supporting him and staggered towards the bed.

Yuan Hua, who was originally sitting by the bed, made way for him.

Looking at Jin Yang, whose eyes were red and despairing, he said to him: "Don't tell Zaizai about this for now, lest he can't accept it——"

After saying that, he walked out of the room without any hesitation.

Inside the room, Jin Yang was half-kneeling on the ground, looking up to the sky, beating his chest with his fists, and crying hoarsely: "Ah——"

Oh, cry, do you feel pain? If you don't cry miserably, how can you live up to Tuanzi's sincerity?

For you, she endured the pain of Hueyuanchi for a thousand years.

On the corridor, listening to Jin Yang's heartbreaking cries in the house, Yuan Hua just stared at the dark clouds in the distance with a heavy gaze.

It was a mass of darkness, rolling and chaotic.

As if foreshadowing something.

It's coming soon, it's coming soon, Tuanzi, just wait...

"When Zaizai was a child, someone asked him, 'Where is your mother?'"

"He would say, 'My mother has gone to find my father, and it will take a while for them to come back.'"

"Others asked, 'Then how did you know?'"

"He kept silent. He just hid under the quilt every night and shouted, 'Mother-Mother'."

"Yuanhua and we have deceived him together over the years."

"That kid, even though he doesn't say anything on the surface, he actually understands everything in his heart."

"It wasn't until you came back later that he believed it and started looking forward to it."

Jin Yang sat on the ground, holding Yan Wan's hands and pressing them tightly against his face.

Seeing his appearance, Xueruo, who was also in tears, held on and continued -

"So what Yuan Hua said makes sense. It would be better for us to tell Zai Zai later."

"Oh -", he sighed, wiped the tears from his eyes, and walked out.

Linjian, who felt something was wrong with Yuan Hua, closed the door silently, thought for a moment, and walked in the direction of Yuan Hua.

-

"It was you who made my mother like this, right?" The boy kicked in the door and stared fiercely at Jin Yang, who was still wiping Yan Wan's cheek. The look on his face seemed to be looking at his mother's murderer.