He survived under the hands of Bai Yueguang

"He said he didn't blame me, and he didn't care about his cultivation. It's just a little chilling, because I didn't trust him until I died, and I didn't believe that he was willing to give up everything for me."

"He was right, I am such a bad person. After all, I have no confidence in him, nor in myself."

Zhou Zixi shook his head, did not look at the Chaos Stone Mirror again, and left in such a dejected manner.

Zhou Yan pointed to the chaotic stone mirror and asked:

"Are you still watching?"

Zhou Yiguang nodded, looked at the part of his past in the mirror, and lamented other people's wasted stories: "Tell me, Zhou Zixi and the others, will there be a day when we will meet again?"

"Yes, they won't give up on each other so easily." Zhou Yan embraced Zhou Yiguang's shoulders, his voice was calm and firm: "Anyway, if it were me, I would definitely not give up."

"What if I disappear? I have reasons why I have to go."

"I will definitely find you again."

"If at that time, we have forgotten each other..."

Zhou Yan hugged him tightly: "We will always meet again. As long as I see you, I can't escape. You see, it was like this when I was in Linxianmen."

While speaking, the scene in the chaotic stone mirror changed suddenly. Zhou Yiguang finally caused a catastrophe, and the immortal gate condemned him. Linxiantai, which was usually calm and windless, is now under the thunderous pressure.

There were three people on Linxiantai, the master was facing Zhou Yiguang, and his eyes were on the verge of tearing apart. Zhou Yiguang's hands and feet were tied to the Kun Tianzhu by iron chains.

Zhou Yiguang, who was outside the illusion, watched with relish: "Oh! It seems that I played too much."

The master said: "Bold villain, destroy my Xixin Pavilion, and you will be punished by thunder."

Zhou Yiguang was extremely rebellious: "Hahaha, Xixin Pavilion? Where is the mortal heart so dirty that it needs to be cleaned deliberately?"

"The disciples in the sect all walked in alive and walked out lifeless. Look, are they still human?"

Zhou Yiguang looked sideways at the white-clothed disciples under Kunxian Terrace with a sad expression.

Just like what they saw in the chaotic stone mirror for the first time, it was the group of disciples with empty eyes, neither human nor ghost.

The master glared at Zhou Yiguang angrily, made a handprint, and attracted five thunders, lingering in the sky above the Kun Tianzhu that Zhou Yiguang was bound to: "Everyone's heart is dirt, and if you want to achieve great success, you must first abandon the seven emotions." .”

"Hahahahaha..." Zhou Yiguang laughed wildly in the illusion, and the black iron chains that he was pulling made a rattling sound, "Then such a boring fairy road is impossible. Let alone a mortal for a hundred years, Even if you float and die, it's much more interesting than getting it."

"Stubborn!"

The master stopped wasting words with him, and he moved the sky thunder, and a few ferocious lightning bolts gathered on the sky, the wind roared like a sharp blade, and there was a loud noise in the sky, and the sky thunder fell——

Zhou Yiguang still had a mocking smile on his face. He raised his neck proudly, looked at the terrifying lightning in the sky, closed his eyes in disdain, and said a very uncool word in his heart: A Yan, in Lin In the days of Xianmen, the most interesting thing was meeting you.

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yiguang seemed to smell a trace of anxiety, but he didn't feel the slightest pain, and even a trace of warmth.

Because he was held in Zhou Yan's arms.

All the thunder from the sky hit Zhou Yan on the back. Zhou Yan was dressed in black clothes, and the back was stained with thick black, like a remnant scroll of a lotus flower, which was the shape outlined by the blood soaking the clothes.

Burning pain spread from his back, but Zhou Yan remained calm and gentle.

But Zhou Yiguang, who was not injured at all, looked like he was about to cry. He reached out and gently stroked Zhou Yan's cheek: "Does it hurt?"

Zhou Yan was extremely gentle: "Why do you have such an expression, just smile and I won't be in pain anymore."

Zhou Yiguang tried hard to put on a smiling face, but he still cried uncontrollably.

Zhou Yan raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and said in a bewitching voice, "Don't cry, be good, go to my room tonight and give me medicine."

"So there is such a wonderful past." Zhou Yiguang sighed very much.

Zhou Yan didn't answer, he looked a little abnormal, he raised his hand, stopped the transmission of spiritual power, and the picture on the stone mirror also stopped abruptly.

"stop looking."

Zhou Yan remembered that the matter of Linxianmen, Shangling Kingdom, and this whole system suddenly flashed in his mind. The memory was intermittent, the story was not so complete, but there was a certain continuity .

He didn't want Zhou Yiguang to see what happened next.

In his mind, he has been tortured ever since.Later, for some unknown reason, he betrayed Linxianmen, the same Zhou Yiguang was happy every day, did not avoid the secular world, and even killed his master.But in the end, he couldn't escape the sins of the heavens. He was locked in a stone room, and Zhou Yiguang was thrown into a system full of loopholes.

Seeing the picture in the stone mirror fixed on the bloody clothes, Zhou Yiguang asked strangely, "Huh? Why?"

Before Zhou Yan had time to explain, sand and rocks were flying on the ground suddenly, and the wind was strong.

Someone successfully built a formation, it was Zhou Zixi.

When the big formation is about to be completed, depending on the abilities of the people who build it, it will bring a certain degree of impact to a few miles around.Of course, this kind of impact was nothing to Zhou Yan and Zhou Yiguang.

But caught off guard, Zhou Yiguang was suddenly hit by a stone rolled up by the strong wind and fell to the ground.

Zhou Yan helped him up, and used his back to block the gravel for him: "What's wrong with you?"

"I...don't know", Zhou Yiguang suddenly felt that his body was extremely exhausted.

Zhou Yan held his wrist and found that he couldn't feel any movement of spiritual power in his meridians.

Zhou Yiguang saw the result from Zhou Yan's astonished expression: "Is my spiritual power gone?"

"Is it the worry of a hundred years?"

"Ah."

"Take a break, I'll carry you on my back."

Zhou Yiguang didn't have the extra energy to worry about why Zhou Yan suddenly interrupted the scene in the chaotic stone mirror. He raised his eyelids tiredly and looked at Zhou Yan: "Do you know where I'm going next? Do you know how to get there?"

Zhou Yan picked up Zhou Yiguang and said in a deep voice, "The 24th floor."

"Should, let's go to the center of the River of Illusion."

The 24th floor, what a familiar yet unfamiliar place name.The last time I mentioned this place name, it had been such a long time, but it felt as short as a few blinks of an eye.

Zhou Yiguang understood: "You remember everything?"

"Not yet, but I should remember everything about you. Not only in the Shangling Kingdom, but also earlier."

"Oh, even earlier."

Zhou Yiguang buried his face in Zhou Yan's chest, and all his spiritual power was stripped away. He was too tired and weak, so he fell into a deep sleep.

When Zhou Yiguang woke up again, Zhou Yiguang had been taken to the 24th floor by Zhou Yan.

He was in a daze, the layout of the 24th floor was roughly the same as that of the Shangling Ancient Kingdom, but now, the building is empty.

The tea fragrance of the past is gone, only faint light passing through the mottled windows; The lord is gone too, only Zhou Yan's quiet gaze remains, as if looking at each other from a lifetime away.

"Headache... I have no spiritual power, what should I do with the task?"

"Wait...!" Zhou Yiguang looked around. This is not just the hall on the 24th floor. The place where he and Zhou Yan are now is the most mysterious stone room on the 24th floor.

On the bluestone wall, you can see the portraits all over the wall, bright and dark, Zhou Yiguang wondered: "How can you come in here?"

If Zhou Yiguang remembers correctly, the supervisor on the 24th floor told him that there were only two people who could enter this stone room, not even the supervisor with clear hands and eyes.And these two people, one of them is Zhou Yiguang, because he is the executor of the system task, and the other is the young master back then.

Zhou Yan stood up and gently touched the portrait on the stone wall: "It's all finished. Fortunately, after so many years, when I can't see you, I can still draw you."

Zhou Yiguang couldn't understand it a little bit, maybe he could understand it, but he couldn't believe it.

"I'm back, I don't have any more tasks."

"It's over, it's just you and me."

Zhou Yan hugged Zhou Yiguang into his arms: "I'm sorry, I have left you in my memory for so many years. Now that I am back, we will no longer be controlled by others."

"We, have known each other for a long time, earlier than Shangling Kingdom?"

"Ah."

"But I don't remember anything earlier."

"It's okay, I will tell you slowly later."

"Is it something about Linxianmen?"

"Ah."

Zhou Yiguang also stood up and looked at the portraits carved on the wall: "Did you draw these?"

Zhou Yan acquiesced.

"So there's no system at all, it's just a game for me to pass the time... just you put me in a pre-designed story, waiting for you to come back...but why did you leave ?”

Zhou Yan avoids the important and ignores the trivial: "It's your own memory, not a story. In these virtual mission worlds, what happened is real. When we were in Linxianmen, we used to experience together in various illusions. These stories It’s what we went through together.”

"The so-called Dao of great success is to let us experience all these unforgettable, and then forget them all, experience it again, forget it again..."

"In these trials, some people encountered glory, some encountered official careers, and some were lost and regained close relatives..."

Zhou Yiguang thought for a while: "It should be you who I met in the trial."

"It's me, so it's the saddest. Because everything that happens in the illusion will eventually come to naught."

Zhou Yiguang continued to speculate: "But I made it come true."

Zhou Yan nodded.

Zhou Yiguang went on to say, "But I also paid a great price for it..."

"But I have been staying in the memory of the trial, so you are the one who paid the price for me."

Zhou Yiguang's tone was very affirmative, Zhou Yan nodded, did not continue this topic, and grabbed Zhou Yiguang's wrist: "You have lost your spiritual power, so it is not suitable for you to stay in Night Tour, otherwise let's be human, be a ranger."

"Crossing the bridge of Naihe, can I still remember you?"

"Of course I can. Since I'm back, it's more than enough to take you out of this illusion. But after leaving, you and I are really just ordinary mortals, just over a hundred years old."

Zhou Yiguang provoked: "Being a ranger, a hundred years is enough. Are you afraid that you won't be able to beat me then?"

"Hahaha......"

There is no sorrow, long roads, wine at the end of the night, pearl foil floating lanterns, and spring returns.

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