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Xie Xi didn't answer, his mask covered half of his face, only revealing a pair of dim eyes looking at Xie Fengshu, before he said after a long while: "I used to have no brains, you believe whatever you say, after 700 years, It turned out to be smart."

His tone was unhurried, as if he was really just speaking casually.Xie Fengshu looked at him, but his intuition was wrong.

Xie Xixi was still dressed in black, with a long whip hanging from his waist, as if he was the same as usual, but Xie Fengshu felt that there was a faint blackness covering his body, and his lips were also a little pale.

So he couldn't help but took two steps forward and said, "You—"

"Just stand there, Xie Fengshu." Xiaoxi said suddenly. "Don't come here."

Xie Fengshu heard the words, subconsciously stopped moving, frowned and looked at Xiaoxi, Jiang Chen who was beside him suddenly asked, "Where's your golden elixir?"

He said this to Xiaoxi.

In an instant, Xie Fengshu's mind was almost blank, he raised his head in disbelief, Xiaoxi looked at Xie Fengshu, and suddenly laughed softly.

"When I first saw you at the Mirror Stage, I wanted to slap you so much. I became a fairy, wearing a robe of crane feathers, standing on the ruins of the Mirror Stage, I don't remember anything."

Xie Fengshu's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and his eyes were a little dry. He wanted to say sorry, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say anything.However, Xiaoxi didn't seem to need him to say anything, and continued on his own: "But then I thought, I can't blame you, 700 years is too long, if they didn't let the mother ghost pass the message to me, probably even I'm about to forget too."

The Mingjingtai was destroyed 700 years ago, and Xiaoxi was also seriously injured. Fortunately, he was not killed. At the critical moment, Jiangchen helped him. Take over the entire Mount Sumeru.

There are no monsters who still remember the thunder and fire at Mingjingtai, but they only know that there is a big monster with a leader in Mount Sumeru who wears a mask and has a stinky and hard attitude, so he is not easy to get close to.

But at this moment, under the mask, the grumpy Mr. Changzun actually had a soft look on his face.It's a pity that no one can see clearly, only his cold voice can be heard.

"I gave him the golden core when I came, and I will use it for his life chart when he leaves the tower."

Xiaoxi ridiculed Jiangchen, since he knew that no one had returned, why bother to waste time on Mount Sumeru after hundreds of years, but why didn't he stay on the ruins of Mingjingtai all the time, without moving half a step.

The land damaged by the thunder will never grow vegetation and life. It will always be a scorched wasteland. In the blue sea and pine waves of Mount Sumi, it is like an indelible scar, which will always be branded in the heart of Xiaoxi.

Xie Fengshu was silent for a long time and said: "There is no golden elixir, if they attack you, how can you protect yourself, Feng Ji is a monster who can devour the souls of your trusted friends, are you stupid, do you not want to live?!"

At the last sentence, his eyes were red, looking at Xiaoxi, he almost roared out.Seeing him like this, Xiaoxi snorted first: "I'm capable, I dare to scold senior brother", but she didn't mean to be angry at all.Then he suddenly said: "Do you still remember that Master buried three jars of wine for us?"

There is an altar of Xie Fengshu to drink when the alchemy is formed, another altar to drink when the altar is formed by Xie Fengshu, and another altar to drink when Sui Ling gets married.

"My altar was already drunk when it formed the alchemy, and there are two other altars buried under the mirror platform, and no one has touched it."

Speaking of this, he laughed at Xi for a while, and his tone finally changed, like a taut string.

"Of course I know that the death of the master and senior sister was inseparable from them. But today, I only have this chance. Whether I live or die, it doesn't matter."

When he drank under the moon, Lu Qiwu gave him the title Chang Zi, wishing him to live freely in the world and the world.But the 700 years of blood feud overwhelmed him so much that he couldn't raise his head, and he finally lived up to the name.

The candle was flickering, and he fell into a dark place where the light couldn't reach him. He almost merged with the darkness, and said slowly: "Xie Fengshu, you can go back to your fairy mountain. Someone sacrificed his life to save you back then, not to let you come back again." Mixed with the bad debts of the previous life."

Xie Fengshu was silent for a long time, and then said word by word: "When I cast the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, because of lack of spiritual power, I used my reverse scale...and a strand of soul as a lock to suppress the demons."

Memories of the ancient years had flooded into Xie Fengshu's mind, and even the pain of pulling scales back then was very real.There is only one Ni Lin on Ying Long's body, and pulling out the scale is like pulling out a bone, but after experiencing such severe pain, Xie Fengshu realized that because of killing Chi You and Kuafu, he had consumed too much spiritual power, and the single Ni Lin had already shaken his body. The monsters who can't help crossing the doom.

As a last resort, he could only extract a ray of soul and blend it into the dragon scales, and locked the entire Demon Suppressing Tower, finally being able to quell the catastrophe.

Afterwards, his spiritual power weakened, and he lacked a ray of soul, which eventually led to instability of mind and madness.

As soon as these words came out, the candlelight in the stone room seemed to be blown by the wind, and jumped suddenly, and for a moment, the eyes of Xiaoxi and Jiang Chen all fell on Xie Fengshu.Xie Fengshu didn't seem to realize it, and continued: "With my Nilin and soul, it is impossible for him to get out of the pagoda only if you only need your golden elixir, so he must have other uses for your golden elixir."

Xie Xi was stunned for a while, then recovered her voice after a while: "...so what, Xie Fengshu, I tell you to go back quickly, don't stay here—"

Xie Fengshu interrupted him and asked, "Where to go?"

He looked at Xiaoxi, his voice was very soft, but it reached the other party's ears clearly.

"Among the three worlds, apart from the Mirror Tower, where else can I say 'go back', brother?"

He thought that he was a ray of soul, the world was as vast as the wind, and Wuming Mountain was his shelter, but now he remembered that he had a teacher and a family.

"I won't leave, and I will never let you die." His tone suddenly weakened, as if he was muttering to himself, and also like a humble prayer and wish.

"Master and senior sister are gone, you are the only one left in my family, you can't...you can't leave me alone."

Xie Fengshu's voice was very low, but he didn't move the hand holding Feng Yuan, the light of the knife was as cold as frost and snow.

Like a father, a teacher, and a close relative, he has already lost it once, and there can be no second time.

The old things in the past have not been awakened, and the past has not been seen. Now that the third life has passed, the past has come, and Xie Fengshu was startled in the dim flames of the Demon Suppressing Tower.

Living alone in this world is really, really hard.