don't pass time

"Fang January?"

Fang Yiyue looked at the two with a smile. As soon as Yan Lang finished speaking, he had already landed a palm on Zhang Ziyang's chest. Zhang Ziyang didn't even have time to backhand, he had already spurted a mouthful of blood, and passed out.

Blue veins burst out on the corner of Yan Lang's forehead, and the demon-slaying knife appeared, but Fang Yiyue didn't move. Yan Lang's knife came straight to his forehead. He smiled and stretched out his hand to wipe his face, revealing another plain face of a middle-aged man: "I'll take it."

The Demon Slayer Knife had already been struck, and Yan Lang had used [-]% of his strength. He suddenly saw this face, and deflected the edge of the blade with force, and withdrew the move to let the force disperse.

The man took a few steps forward, Yan Lang looked at him motionless in shock, and was a little dazed seeing the smile on his face.Yan Lang was still at a loss for words, with countless thoughts churning in his mind, finally he heard the voice say: "Don't blame me."

Yan Lang didn't seem to have realized what he said, his heart ached, he looked down and saw a dagger stuck in his left chest, he raised his head and opened his eyes wide, looked at the person in front of him in disbelief, and let out a mouthful Blood came and splashed on the man's face.

The man didn't mind at all, and didn't reach out to wipe it off, just looked at him quietly.When the Demon Slayer Knife fell to the ground, Yan Lang reached out and grabbed his sleeve, his body slid down slowly uncontrollably, his joints turning white.

The man took a step back, but found that his clothes were pulled too tightly, so he bent down and pulled out the short sword on his chest, cut off the corner of the clothes, and then inserted the knife into the same wound.

Yan Lang shrank back, his whole body began to convulse, he still opened his eyes wide and looked at him, gradually losing his breath.

The man probed for his breath with his hands, and found a bottle out of nowhere, trying to extract his soul, but there was a rushing sound behind him.The man's face changed to Fang Yiyue's again, he turned around and slapped the person who came, and the two of them took ten steps away.

Fang Yiyue looked at the face in front of her that was exactly the same as her own, and then at Yan Lang and Zhang Ziyang on the ground: "Who are you?"

The man raised one side of his mouth and smiled, he was dead, and it would not be too late to get the soul in the future.He took two steps back and disappeared into thin air.

Fang Yiyue ran over and knelt on the ground to pick up Yan Lang's body, stretched out his hand to check his breath, and found that he was out of breath.

His eyes were wide open, his hand holding Yan Lang trembled, this man who was always calm and in control of everything actually showed some fragile expressions of not knowing what to do.

Behind him, Zhang Ziyang woke up at some point, and charged at him with a long knife.Fang Yiyue reached out and waved the knife that separated him, and then slapped him on the chest, which was exactly the same as the trick that the mysterious man used just now.

Zhang Ziyang half threw himself on the ground, unable to move, he watched Fang Yiyue pick up Yan Lang's body and disappear before his eyes.

On Kunlun Mountain, Lu Yuan and his party were silently waiting for the enemy to appear.

The former Phoenix Cave was burned down by Qianye, but there are still some old houses on another flat land. The Xuezu and Fang Chenxi occupied this place when they were there, and they also lived in these houses after they attacked the mountain.

Fang Chenxi fled in a panic, and the place where he lived seemed like someone would come back at any moment.Lu Yuan was very curious about the two people surnamed Fang, a man and a demon, so he stayed in the room where Fang Chenxi lived. At this time, he was looking at a white jade vase on the table that served as a desk.This vase is the only valuable item in this room, its warm color and material are so beautiful.

He reached out to pick up the vase and observed it carefully, thinking about something in his mind, his heart stabbed without warning, and he was in a trance for a moment.He woke up with a frown, and found that the vase had been broken in his hand, the fragments cut open the palm, and a few drops of blood flowed out, which was very glaring on the white jade piece.

A series of eager footsteps came from outside the window, he stood up abruptly, Ye Chennan pushed the door and entered: "Xiaoyuan, Ziyang is back."

When Lu Yuan heard this, bitterness and joy suddenly flooded up in his heart, but he didn't see Yanlang for a few days, but he already felt as if he had passed away.

He forcibly suppressed his emotions, showed a gesture of indifference, reached out and took the towel on the wash rack next to him to wipe off the blood on his hands, and then raised the corner of his mouth to Ye Chennan: "Let's go."

Ye Chennan followed behind and looked at his back, with indescribable compassion in his eyes.

Lu Yuan stepped into the main hall where Qianye was, saw Zhang Ziyang sitting at the table, but didn't see Yan Lang, and the heat of sorrow and joy in his heart suddenly cooled down.

When everyone saw him coming and stopped in unison, Mo Niannian suddenly turned his head away from him, and he smiled: "Everyone is here, Ziyang, are you okay?"

Zhang Ziyang nodded silently, and was about to say something, when Lu Yuan smiled: "Great, as long as there is nothing wrong, it seems that the news got out in time, and you all withdrew."

"That puts my mind at ease," he said.

The hall was silent, Lu Yuan looked around without showing any trace, his heart was beating wildly, and he said dryly: "You two must be exhausted this time, you have to wash up quickly and have a good rest."

"Lu Yuan, listen to me." Zhang Ziyang said heavily.

The smile on Lu Yuan's face disappeared: "I'm listening."

Everyone was still silent, Zhang Ziyang suddenly stopped talking, Qianye took a breath and said for him: "Zhizhi, I took him and didn't come back."

"Oh." Lu Yuan nodded, "The matter over there hasn't been dealt with yet, right? Well, I know, he's just like that. You have to be very sure about everything before you can rest assured. Anyway, I don't have anything to say to him, so he's leaving We haven't spoken for a long time before, so we don't need to see each other to avoid embarrassment. Ziyang, pack up quickly, although it's nothing serious, I think you don't look very good, so I'll heal your wounds."

"Xiaoyuan..." Lin Nuanfeng had tears in his eyes, "Teacher Yan won't come back."

Lu Yuan shook his head, and smiled palely: "What are you talking about? Why can't you come back? Are things so complicated over there? Have you encountered any great enemies?"

Ye Chennan stretched out his hand to help him, he glanced at him, Ye Chennan's hand stopped in the air, Zhang Ziyang's eyes were red, but he was still clear: "It's a man with a long ponytail, with a short sword, he's too powerful, I can't parry him The ability. At that time, both of us were exhausted, and Master Si Jingshi still knew him, so we were not on guard, and we heard him call him January."

Lu Yuan's mind was shocked, and his eyes blankly glanced at everyone present: "He is the envoy of the mirror, how many people in the world can kill him?"

"Is it because I recovered my memory and couldn't accept him for the time being, so you guys cooperated with him to scare me?" He smiled with difficulty, turned his head and looked around, "Yan Lang, come out, even if you do this, I won't If you tell me, I will take care of you."

Zhang Ziyang stood up silently, shook his hand, and showed the knife.Everyone was shocked or sad when they saw this, and they knew clearly that there was no room for change in this matter.

Like Xuan Qing, Zhang Ziyang actually didn't know the relationship between the two of them, he was the only one present who regarded them as brothers of thousands of years.He was very moved, holding the demon-slaying knife in both hands and handing it to Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan didn't move, and he tilted his head after a long while: "Why is the demon-slaying knife here? Why is he so careless? What should I do if I encounter a difficult enemy when the weapon is gone?" ?”

He reached out and grabbed the handle of the knife, turned around and left: "I'll put it away first, I have to give him the knife quickly."

Mo Niannian wanted to follow behind, but Qianye reached out to stop her and shook her head.Mo Niannian lowered her head with sadness in her eyes, and suddenly said softly, "I can't escape."

Lin Nuanfeng suddenly looked up at her, with a flustered expression, she reached out and grabbed Ye Chennan's hand next to her: "Nian Nian, what do you mean by that?"

Mo Niannian looked at her, and then at Qianye: "Patriarch Qianyu, have you ever heard of a person named Mourning thousands of years ago?"

For the next three days, no one saw Lu Yuan.

He locked himself into the room, and Mo Niannian put the food at his door three times a day, but he was not disturbed at all, only clean water would be brought into the house by him.

He has never had grain, and people don't know how he lived without a grain of rice these days. On the fourth day, he finally stepped out of the room, almost out of shape, but there was an indescribable look in his eyes. The look is full of madness.

The first thing he did when he came out was to find Mo Niannian.

The two sat opposite each other, and his face was already very calm: "Last time you said that there are still things that you haven't handed over to me. Has the time to hand them over to me has come?"

Mo Niannian nodded: "Before he died, my father said that if one day the longevity stone reappears in the world and causes disputes, or...or if the envoy of the mirror is no longer around, I will give it to the owner of the Fallen Leaf Sword."

"The things you have kept for generations have never gone wrong, so the price should be very high?" Lu Yuan stared at her closely, "If you want to hand over the things to me, what is the price?"

Mo Niannian smiled clearly: "Where did the price come from? That thing is passed down with blood, so as long as I don't want it, others can't take it away."

"What is it?"

Mo Niannian looked at him seriously, remembering that the long-haired man said that letting him know the truth is actually a choice.She suddenly wondered, that person must be Fang Yiyue who killed Teacher Yan.

"Lu Yuan, let me ask you a question." Mo Niannian didn't answer his question, but asked instead, "Have you regretted it after you recovered your memory?"

"Regret." Lu Yuan said without hesitation, "But I have no choice. If I don't get back my memory, I won't be able to take responsibility. If I don't take responsibility, someone will take it for me."

Mo Niannian nodded: "I knew it. Have you made up your mind? If I'm not wrong, do you want to seek revenge on Fang Yiyue and then destroy the longevity stone? Or maybe these two things were originally one thing?"

Lu Yuan smiled, seeing that her eyes were blurred, and the corners of her mouth softened again, and said calmly: "If the longevity stone can't be destroyed, then the effect of destroying myself should be similar."

Mo Niannian also pulled a smile with tears in his eyes: "What's the matter? When I fell in love with you, I saw that you were such a sunny boy. You are promising, Lu Yuan, I really regard myself as a savior. You think you are Candles, do you want to light yourself to illuminate others?"

He had never seen Mo Niannian speaking like this before. She was timid in the past. Although she was brave and tough in her bones, she was always very shy on the face, and would blush even if she borrowed a phone call.

"In my life, there is nothing worth looking back on. It's just a statement." Lu Yuan smiled and continued, "I'm not a savior, I can't afford it. It's just that the stone came because of me, besides I killed countless lives a thousand years ago, and my sins have long been serious, if blood must be washed away, why shouldn't that person be me?"

When Mo Niannian heard this, he wanted to ask what kind of people are we, but he opened his mouth but didn't know the meaning of what he said, so he only looked at him with red eyes, and his eyes gradually looked a little bit hateful.Looking at her expression, Lu Yuan suddenly smiled again, and actually laughed out the feeling in her memory: "Don't look at me like this, do you want to say you are coming? Is it useful?"