Master Xiao thinks about those years

A broken sound suddenly sounded in the hall.All the black lotus flowers on the iron tree were shattered, and the blue flame of remaining thoughts on the top suddenly turned red.

Yu Nian's seal was broken.

In the gap between Ziyi Yiru's collapse and loss, Bai Yiru stood in front of the iron tree and broke the seal with his own hands.

"It's an illusion, right?"

Ziyi also fell to the ground, a sneer appeared on Qingcheng's tear-stained face.

"From the very beginning, you knew it was an illusion, why did you ask me?" Bai Yiru stood beside the iron tree, and the red fire of remaining thoughts printed a pale smile on her face.

"I am the secondary body, and you are the main body. Your spiritual power is already higher than mine. I just performed a small illusion. How could you not see it?"

"Yeah...how could I not see it?" Zi Yi also smiled.She'd seen it from the beginning, but she didn't want to believe it.She didn't want to believe that it was fake, she didn't want to believe that her Gu Shi really just died like this.

"Stop being obsessed, okay? We're too tired, we're all too tired." Bai Yiru walked to Zi Yi's side, leaned over slowly, and hugged himself in front of him.

"But, I just can't figure it out, why doesn't Gu Shi not love me?"

"You said...why doesn't he love me?"

Yiru in purple leaned over Yiru in white, crying like a child.

Amidst the crying, a white ray of light was born around the two of them, slowly enveloping them.The two colors of white and purple gradually merged, and when the white light was extinguished, both purple Yiru and white Yiru disappeared.

The one standing in front of Yan Chen and Fu Nian was wearing a bright red wedding dress, even if it was intact.

"The seal is broken, you go with your thoughts, I'm going to die in a while."

A voice as deep as stagnant water sounded, and Yiru, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, knelt on the futon, closed her eyes, and folded her hands together.

It was like when the door opened and everyone saw her for the first time.

Now she does not have the gentleness of Yiru in white, nor the charm of Yiru in purple, she is just quietly, like a wooden figure.

Both Fu Nian and Yan Chen stood in place without moving.It seems that there is some kind of tacit understanding.They stared at everything in front of them, and although they stayed out of it, they felt an inexplicable empathy.

That kind of sad, pale, and humble emotion is empathetic.

"Let's go, I want to be alone."

"too tired……"

Sighing, Yan Chen's fingertips trembled. He wanted to take a step but felt that his legs were already stiff. He wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be choked and he couldn't make a sound.

What can I say?All words are superfluous.Yan Chen looked away and walked out with difficulty.

Immediately, only Fu Nian and Yiru were left in the hall.Fu Nian silently took away the remaining thoughts on the iron tree, and when he passed by Yiru, he stopped, looked at her seriously, and said, "I can do it myself."

Yiru suddenly laughed, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Walking out of the main hall, Fu Nian recalled Yiru's smile, and he himself felt ridiculed. What qualifications does he have to say to others "I can do it for myself"?

Even though he is obsessed with obsession, he still wants to enlighten others.

After a while, Fu Nian came out of the tower and found a palace in front of him.

The green tiles are flying, the corners of the eaves are high, and the front of the palace is surrounded by tall and straight pear trees. In the middle, the figure is thin and the face is clear.

Fu Nian's heart trembled suddenly, and for a moment, it seemed that he had returned to 11 years ago.

Back to the spring shade meeting in Shangyu, back to the rain of gardenias all over the sky.

He was kneeling on Shangyu's martial arts arena, surrounded by contemptuous and harsh voices.

He was desperate and embarrassed, and wanted to leave in disgrace, but the holy and gentle Qing Hui Daoist floated in the gardenia rain and came to his side.

Fu Nian had never seen such a gentle and handsome man.

At a glance, it means thousands of lives.

"wrong."

Fu Nian looked at Mo Qing who was standing among the white pear blossoms and shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the constantly surging images of Chun Che in his mind.

His master is so gentle and beautiful, how can he overlap with Mo Qing's figure?

I was really stunned.

Fu Nian thought, it seems that after going down the mountain, Mo Qing must be ordered to put on the red shirt again.White is only suitable for his master.

Fu Nian's gaze shifted from Mo Qing to the palace, walked forward, and looked closely for a while, only to find that there were traces of broken barriers around the palace.It seems that this palace was originally hidden by Yiru.

To be treated so well by Yiru, the owner of this palace must be Gu Shi.

"Don't go in?" Fu Nian greeted Mo Qing, took a big step, and walked in first.

Yan Chen stood here for a long time, and naturally saw that this was the palace that Yiru forged for Gu Li.

So he couldn't help wondering, what is it like living in this palace for Gu Xi?Gu seems not to like Yiru, so what is his mood when he gets along with Yiru?

Before he could come up with an answer, many conjectures were interrupted by Fu Nian's greeting, Yan Chen had no choice but to withdraw his lengthy gaze, and followed Fu Nian into the palace.

The layout of the palace is very elegant, and the Qionglian incense table is not as creepy and gloomy as in the tower.

The courtyard was filled with the same white snowflakes as the outside of the hall. Standing in the hall, Fu Nian stared at the surrounding decorations, jumping over the pens, ink, and incense burners one by one.And Yan Chen walked to the corridor.

Under the corridor hung with white Qiong mantle, there is a sandalwood zither.

Presumably this is the guzheng that Gu Si played.

Yan Chen approached, and lightly lifted his white and slender middle finger on the strings, and the sound of the zither echoed all over the field.The sound of the zither is crisp and clear, like the touch of jade and jue, or the collision of pearls and jade.

It's a good kite.

Yan Chen's fingers brushed across the strings and came to the head of the guzheng. The head of the zither was engraved with mountain and stone seal characters. Yan Chen didn't look carefully, and subconsciously opened the hidden piano box below.

The long-closed piano case was opened, and the inside was empty, with only a little white and blue in the center.

Yan Chen picked it up and put it in the palm of his hand for a look, only to find that it was a piece of jade that had been cleared after rain.The jade is cold, but when Yan Chen holds this piece of jade in his hand, he only feels warm.

Is this piece of jade Gu Sisi?

Yan Chen reversed his fingers, turned the jade over, touched the surface of the jade with his index finger, and felt the unevenness first.He paused with his fingertips, lowered his eyes, and looked towards the unevenness of the jade.

Impressively saw two words: "Like"

Hairpin lowercase letters, elegant and delicate.Next to the handwriting there is a trace of impact cracks.

For a moment, something became too clear.

"Brother Ah Si, this is a piece of warm jade that can warm the heart and lungs..."

"Brother Ah Si, if you don't like this word, I'll just use illusion to erase it. Don't refuse to accept it..."

"Since you don't want it, it's a waste! It's useless at all!"

The woman's humble and angry voice seemed to be right next to her ears, and Yan Chen could hear the cracking sound of jade hitting the ground.

This is also the same, the jade given to Gu Si.

It is engraved with her and Gu Shi's names, her express love, and her sincerity.

In Yiru's narration, she angrily threw this piece of jade into the courtyard.Because Gu Shi refused to take it, Gu Shi disliked the words engraved on it, and disliked her sincerity.

But now, why is he lying in the piano case again?

Just like there is no need to lie to her, what she narrated must be the truth, but the jade that Yan Chen saw in front of him is also the truth.

Among the foggy and confusing events, there is only one possibility that can give a complete explanation.

Gu seems to pick up the jade back.

Gu Si, I picked it up...

Guzheng is Gu Si's favorite thing, and this piece of jade is lying in Gu Si's piano box.

What does this indicate?

What does it indicate?

Rumbling, rumbling, as if thunder was shaking, and shiny lightning pierced the black sky.

Something steadfast had been overturned.

Yan Chen's palm trembled suddenly, and he almost couldn't hold the jade in his hand.

The woman's cries and appeals came to my ears, with waves of despair and helplessness hitting Yan Chen's mind: "I just can't figure it out, why doesn't Gu Shi not love me?"

"Tell me, why doesn't he love me?"

why?

why?

There is no reason, what Gu Shi loves is just the same.

What he loves has always been the same.

From beginning to end, from beginning to end, he loves Yiru.

The ancient sky collapsed in an instant, Yan Chen trembled all over, he had never experienced love, but he had a firm idea in his heart, he wanted to tell Yiru the hidden truth.He had to tell Yeni this fact.

Seems to be the same as the obsession.

Clutching the jade tightly in his hand, Yan Chen ran out from under the verandah towards the outside of the hall.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Fu Nian looked at the white shadow that flashed in front of him, feeling suspicious.

Yan Chen didn't answer Fu Nian, he didn't have time to answer.He was afraid that if he went late, Yiru would completely disappear from this world.That desperate and lost woman will never know that the person she is obsessed with has always loved her.

Yan Chen moved quickly, like a gust of wind.He uses apparition to change the image, wishing to reach the top of the tower in an instant.

Now that Yu Nian's seal has been broken, how long can Yi Ru stay in this world?

Nobody knows.

When Yan Chen rushed from the palace to the tower, the tall tower was already crumbling.

After Yu Nian's seal was broken for so long, the tower couldn't hold on anymore.

Yan Chen's face darkened, but his footsteps did not stop. He ran towards the falling tower recklessly.

There is only one belief in my heart: hurry up.

Faster.

The base of the tower tilted, and the gravel on the top of the tower fell.There was a rain of stones in the sky.

Yan Chen's thin figure shuttled through the cold rain without flinching.

The door of the tower is close in front of you, you only need to take a step forward to enter this dangerous building, but suddenly, a piece of gravel fell under Yan Chen's feet, Yan Chen just went forward, kicked the stone unexpectedly, and fell to the ground. On the ground, with the palm of his hand on the ground, the piece of jade that had been rained and sky-blue in the palm of his hand rolled out and fell into the pile of stones on the ground.

It was as if a sincere heart had fallen.

Before Yan Chen got up in time, his first thought was to pick up that jade pendant.

He used his wrists to crawl forward, his white arms touched the sharp corners of the stones on the ground, the black hair on the back of his shoulders was scattered, and the white clothes rolled down in the mud, stained with filth.