Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

In frustration and doubt, Su Xuanling still told the story about the shadow stone.

This attracted more people to point their fingers at You Yinian.

The demon army has just retreated, but that retreat was paved with the blood of thousands of monks!

During this sensitive period, You Yinian suddenly revealed that he had an affair with the demons. Even though it was just a small piece of jade pendant, it still caused a lot of trouble.

Su Xuanling reached out and took the phoenix pattern jade pendant from You Yinian's hand, then handed it to an elder and winked.

"Yinian, do you have anything to say?" Su Xuanling hesitated for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at You Yinian.

You Yinian's mood was complicated at this moment. So many things came together and fit together perfectly, just like a jigsaw puzzle that had been cut in the first place.

Coincidental things are combined by coincidence, it has become inevitable! Small rings connected to big ones, like a huge chain, locking him tightly. The ironclad evidence was so strong that there was no room for him to breathe.

You Yinian paused, then shook his head as if he had put something down.

He suddenly remembered what his master had said to him that night: Fruit is the point where thousands of causal lines gather.

He seemed to understand somewhat.

Everything in the world has a destiny, and these endings, that is, the consequences, have been predetermined for a long time. It's not unfathomable, it's just that, from ancient times to the present, no one can control the overall situation.

If there really is such a person who controls the overall situation, and he can know the cause and effect of any thing in the world, then he can see through the past, present and future at a glance, and will always stay on the outside.

His current situation is the intersection of countless lines of cause and effect, and it is the inevitable result. Even if there is nothing he can do, he should accept it calmly.

You Yinian shook his head as if he was giving in. A sadness that was not his own arose in Su Xuanling's heart.

His ability to empathize has always been strong, but You Yinian has nothing to say, and he shouldn't force it anymore.

"Okay..." Su Xuanling closed his eyes, raised his hand and waved, "Take You Yinian to Danning Peak to think about your past. Wait until I notify the representatives of the other three sects to meet before making a decision."

"Yes."

With Celeste beside her, it was not difficult for her to feel You Yinian's sadness.

"I'll take him away," Celeste stood next to You Yinian. She nodded to Su Xuanling, "I want to go back to Danning Peak together. I'm on my way. I won't bother you."

"can."

"Well, Yi Nian, let's go."

Celeste patted You Yinian on the shoulder, stepped on the flying sword, and rushed into the clouds with him.

You Yinian flew very fast unlike before. Celeste also adjusted her speed and followed You Yinian not too far or too close.

"Poolguy."

She couldn't help but sigh.

You Yinian heard Celeste's sigh and slowed down a little. He turned around, with a helpless smile between his eyebrows, and said, "Sister Qingshi, you are saying some weird things again."

Celeste smiled, flew to You Yinian's side, patted You Yinian's shoulder again and said, "It's so weird, just be happy."

"Sister Qingshi, you have always been so optimistic, and you don't seem to care what others think."

Celeste raised her eyebrows and said, "You still have to care about what others think of you, but no matter how much you care, you have to have a degree of restraint."

"If other people's opinions have caused trouble to you, then you can give up some of them appropriately." She raised her hand and pinched her chin and said, "As for me - hey, in my line of work, the above is optional. "

You Yinian glanced at Celeste in surprise, and said thoughtfully: "It makes sense."

Feijian arrived at Danning Peak and landed. After You Yinian and Celeste separated, he walked towards the cabin.

On the way, he passed Zhou Jiangyan's house and stopped in front of the door for a while, hesitating whether to go in or not.

Seven years have passed, and the sense of distance cannot be ignored, like a piece of thick glass. He is not the child he was back then, who worried too much and was in a dilemma for a while.

"Kid, do you like to blow dry?"

"Master, Master!"

"Stay there for a while, come in."

"Yes!"