Yang Buhui and Yin Liting

Murong Yan hurriedly led Buhui into the Immortal Cave, put down Buhui's hand, and quickly looked out of the cave to make sure that they didn't follow, so he let out a sigh of relief, walked back to Buhui, and sighed deeply. After taking a deep breath, he smiled and said, "I don't regret it, I'm much more comfortable when I'm with you. I've been really annoyed by them these days."

Buhui asked blankly: "Are you really Murong Yan?"

Murong Yan smiled and said: "Yes! It's the Murong scholar who is talkative, boring and underwhelming."

Bugui burst out laughing, and said: "Why do you men have such a good memory, you always remember what I said."

Murong Yan stared at her, and said seriously: "That depends on who said it."

Murong Yan had a serious face again, making Bugui feel uncomfortable, so he changed the subject and asked, "Murong Yan, what the hell are you doing? I'm so confused."

Murong Yan found a chair and sat down, waved his hand without regret, compared the chairs beside him leisurely, and said with a smile: "Come here and sit here first, I have something to tell you."

Buhui was still worried about Yin Liting, shook his head and said: "No, I have to go back quickly, I'm afraid Sixth Brother will look for me, let's talk about it later." After speaking, he turned and wanted to leave.

Murong Yan raised his head and let out a long sigh, a little sentimental, and said: "There is no future."

Buhui turned around and looked at him puzzled, his expression was very sad and helpless, it wasn't the honorable Murong Yan or the leisurely Murong Yan, it seemed that another Murong Yan had appeared, making Buhui confused, asking Said: "What do you mean by that?"

Murong Yan still raised his head, looked up, and said quietly: "I heard from Miss Song that you and Yin Liuxia were really married."

Buhui walked over, sat down on the chair beside him, and said, "Didn't I tell you before."

Murong Yan looked back at her and said, "I thought this was a joke you were playing with me in order to reject me."

No regrets: "Marriage is a joke, how can I use my life to make...jokes..."

Buhui didn't expect this sentence to come out of his own mouth, and he was stunned for a moment, thinking that when she lost her memory, she said the same thing as Murong Yan, and the person who answered this sentence was his father Yang Xiao, She couldn't help but feel that the world is unpredictable, some things are beyond her control, maybe God has already arranged it somewhere.

Murong Yan didn't regret it and didn't make a sound, he was in a daze and asked: "What's wrong?"

Buhui shook his head and said, "It's okay, you have something to tell me."

Murong Yan stared at her and said, "What kind of person do you think I am?"

Don't regret thinking about it, what did you suddenly think of?Angrily shouted: "Wait! Murong Yan, I have something to ask you."

Murong Yan was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "What made our Miss Bugui so angry?"

Buhui said angrily: "I've heard about you from Sister Chenjun. Since you are a holy young man and already have a holy daughter, why do you want to be promiscuous everywhere? Don't you think it's inappropriate? Fortunately, I was not deceived by you, otherwise the saint would be too pitiful."

Murong Yan was stunned, his face darkened, he raised his head and closed his eyes with that sad and helpless expression again, without regret, he said: "Murong Yan, did I say something wrong?"

Murong Yan smiled bitterly and said, "You're right. The Holy Young Master is indeed closely related to the Holy Maiden, but if there is no Holy Maiden, the Holy Young Master is nothing more than a false name. In fact, after the Holy Maiden of our church disappeared more than 30 years ago, she no longer stands. The Holy Maiden, if the Holy Master hadn't insisted that the position of Holy Younger is indispensable, I think I'm just an ordinary commoner."

Not regretting: "How could this be, then what is the purpose of your existence?"

Murong Yan said: "I think Ms. Song should have told you that although the saintess of our religion is inferior to the Holy Master, the power of the saintess is not inferior to the Holy Master. The reason is that her existence is the spirit of the people and the congregation. pillar."

No regrets nodded.

Murong Yan's face was gloomy, and he continued: "But after the last saint girl disappeared, the Holy Master did not appoint a saint girl. The reason why she didn't abolish the saint girl was to strengthen the hearts of the people. The saint girl is the other half of the saint girl. , his task is to replace the church to find the saint. Therefore, my existence now, to put it bluntly, is just an illusory identity. So I have been working hard to be myself, to make myself noble and invincible, and to make people feel ashamed. Opportunity to blame me. I used to take it for granted, but recently I found that I have been trying to suppress myself, and this kind of dignity is actually an invisible chain for me, so tightly locked that I can’t breathe.”

Buhui looked at him with some sadness and confusion, and called: "Murong Yan..."

Murong Yan looked at her, but instead smiled at her and said, "I think you must ask me, since the saint has been missing for more than 30 years, why the Holy Master no longer appoints the saint, but insists on asking the young lady to find it, even If you really find it, the saint is no longer young, how can you marry me, right?"

No regrets and nodded again.

Murong Yan said: "You should have seen my silver bow, right?"

Buhui nodded and said: "I heard from Sister Chenjun that the silver bow was passed down from generation to generation and is also the identity representative of the young master."

Murong Yan said: "It seems that Miss Song knows a lot. That's right. The silver bow represents status. The same saint also has the sacred objects she represents. When the saints left our religion, they took away the sacred objects. Once the sacred object is acquired, the religion cannot establish a saint. The task of the young saint is to find the owner of this object. If the sacred object is in the hands of a young girl, then this young girl is the saint of my religion. The future of the young saint Wife. If the sacred object is in the hands of a man or a woman, no matter what method is used, the sacred object must be taken back, so that the holy woman can be re-appointed as my wife from the church."

Buhui asked: "Then what if you can't find it?"

Murong Yan laughed at himself, "If I can't find it, it's the next person's turn to look for it, and I will be arranged by the Holy Master as a tool to create the next Holy Young Master."

Buhui let out an "ah", and said in surprise: "Murong Yan, you have made yourself so pitiful."

Murong Yan said: "This is the truth, so I am neither noble nor inferior to others. To put it bluntly, I am just a powerful person who is manipulated by others."

He didn't regret crying for him, stood up and faced him, and said angrily: "This is too unfair to you, Murong Yan, didn't you ask me what kind of person you are? If I really want to tell you, it is in Xingchen Murong Yan, who is full of vitality in the center, is a happy and leisurely big man. He has his own opinions and ideas, and can do whatever he wants. When he is moved, he will cry a lot, and when he is happy, he will laugh. Even when someone scolds you, you still smile and be yourself happily. If I were you, I would have taken off my silver bow and been myself, and stopped being a holy young man."

Murong Yan murmured thoughtfully, "Take off the silver bow and be yourself."

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