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The micro-inverse is inexplicable.

"Do you still understand?" Muyin smiled sadly, "The seal on the high priest is that he cannot be emotional, and cannot love someone."

"I don't understand..." Wei Shengni frowned and rushed forward to hold Miu Yin tightly, and said stubbornly, "You must be lying to me."

"Believe it or not, don't spend any more energy on me." Mu Yin smiled wryly, "There's only one year left, I'll give you my body if you want it..."

"I don't believe it! I want your heart!" Wei Shengni roared angrily, the pain in his eyes was heartbreaking, "Since you used the heart separation technique for me, then your life is mine. "

"I have already given you everything I can or cannot give, even this crippled body." Mu Yin said with some self-deprecating sorrow, "If you want my life, take it .”

Wei Shengni heard the sadness of the absurd sound, and suddenly his heart tightened, and he kept comforting: "There must be a way to break the heart!"

"I don't regret it, and you don't have to worry about it."

"Shut up, from today onwards, you are mine." Wei Shengni hugged Mu Yin and said displeasedly, "Don't resist, otherwise I..."

"One year is enough for me to help you find your spirit bones, and I have no regrets once this matter is over." Mu Yin ignored Wei Shengni's words and continued.

"Can you really leave without any regrets?" Wei Shengni felt very blocked.

"Song Yanchu can take good care of you, and I don't have to worry about it." Mu Yin smiled and said stiffly.

"You still want to push me away?" Wei Shengni let go of Miuyin, staring straight into Miuyin's watery eyes, "You asked me to let go a year ago, but now you dare say you don't regret it?"

"What's the point of not regretting later?" Mu Yin laughed at himself, "This is the end of the matter, and my life is not long, and you and Yan Chu have also fulfilled my wish."

"But I don't believe in the destiny!!" Wei Shengni looked at Muyin firmly and roared angrily: "I, Chu Cheng, will condemn you! Whether you like it or not, if someone stops you, you will kill God if you meet God! Meet Buddha Kill Buddha!"

"Chu Cheng!!" Mu Yin suddenly yelled hysterically, "What do you want from me!" His eyeballs were bloodshot, and even his expression was a little distorted, as if he wanted to combine his grievances over the past ten years with him. Unwilling to vent all.

"I will stay with you even in death." Wei Shengni looked at Mu Yin calmly.

"No need." Mu Yin pressed her lips tightly, indifferently pushed Wei Sheng away, turned around and left step by step.

"You can't go this time." Wei Shengni announced in a stubborn tone, full of domineering arrogance, and as he spoke, he used [-]% of his gong power in his palm, and suddenly a gust of wind rose, the situation changed color, and it was rampant.

A dazzling golden light descended from the sky and continuously gathered in Wei Shengni's palm. For a moment, he scattered the energy concentrated in his palm around, and the entire Xingxing Altar was turned into ashes by the airflow falling from the sky, leaving only the side where the two were standing. Flat land.

Mu Yin turned around and looked at Wei Shengni with complicated eyes.

And Wei Shengni smiled brightly, and in the dust all over the sky, he flew to Mu Yin's side and hugged her by the waist, the huge mountain reverberated with Wei Shengni's words as if he announced:

"You are my love, so I will follow you."

【Floating Water Pavilion】

Song Yanchu soaked his clothes in the cold dew last night. He dragged his tired body back to the room. As soon as his body touched the bed, he fell asleep immediately. This sleep was almost at noon. If it is not for the laissez-faire of body and mind, it will not be like this.

Song Yanchu slowly opened his eyes, the room was the same as before, there was no one around him, the spring breeze was blowing, he couldn't frown, he was sleeping alone on his pillow listening to the wind blowing the leaves, he would get drunk without drinking.

"Has Mr. Song got up?" A childish voice came from outside the door.

Song Yanchu got out of bed to open the door, and saw a cute waiter holding a basin of water in his hand: "May I ask what's the matter?"

"My name is Li Ning, and the island owner asked me to serve Mr. Song." The little servant laughed, with deep dimples on his cheeks.

"Don't bother me." Song Yanchu has always done it himself when he travels everywhere. In addition, he believes that all living beings are equal, and he has never had a servant serve him. Even in Lan Mansion, he refused the servant.

"No, Li Ning will be punished if the island owner finds out." Li Ning wrinkled her face, then walked directly into the room with a basin of water, and said, "Mr. Song, please wash up."

"Thank you." Song Yanchu had no choice but to thank him.

"No need." Li Ning said with a smile, and then tidied up the room.

"Island...Is the owner of the island getting up?" Song Yanchu asked hesitantly with some fear.

"The island owner got up very early and went to Xianchi Garden with a displeased expression on his face. He also came to see the young master just now, but the young master slept soundly." Li Ning said while tidying up the bed, "The island owner looked at the young master sleeping soundly. left."

"I heard that the island owner was very angry today. He forcibly broke into the Xianchi Garden where Mr. Miao retreated and turned Mr. Miao's astrology altar into ashes."

"Where is the island owner now?" Song Yanchu listened to Li Ning's babbling, he suddenly wanted to see that person for some reason, he wanted to clear up all the confusion, as long as he went back to one sentence, Song Yanchu could leave, no Then become an obstacle between him and his nonsense.

"During the middle of the day, the island owner usually practices in Shensang Lake." Li Ning said after thinking about it.

"How to get there?"

"Young Master Song doesn't seem to know martial arts, I'll take you to fly there." Li Ning smiled cheerfully.

"Don't bother Li Ning, just go." Song Yanchu said awkwardly.

"Okay." Li Ning said with some disappointment, thinking that he had just learned lightness kung fu and wanted to show it off.

【Shensang Lake】

"Mr. Song is Shensang Lake, I have to rush back to practice martial arts." Li Ning apologized.

Song Yanchu knew that he was guilty of delaying Li Ning's time, so he quickly apologized and said, "I'm sorry to bother Li Ning, but I can go by myself."

"It's okay." After saying that, Li Ning disappeared.

Song Yanchu saw that the front was covered by layers of bushes, only a corner of the water was exposed, and he stepped forward very nervously, pushing aside the lush bushes, and what came into view was the scenery of Pinghu Lake, a secluded dream.

And in the Pinghu Lake, a man with red clothes and silver hair was seen half-body submerged in the lake.

Song Yanchu knew that Wei Shengni was inconvenient to disturb when he was practicing, so he quietly waited aside.I saw Wei Shengni walking towards the center of the lake gradually, the lake gradually covered his chest, his chin, and finally the top of his head...

Time passed slowly, and after a stick of incense passed, the lake was still calm.

Song Yanchu clenched his fists and came to the lake, and asked in a tentative voice, "Go back?"

No one responded, another stick of incense time passed.

Only the wind has rippled.

"Go back!" Song Yanchu yelled loudly, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he looked at the calm lake in panic.

All he got was echoes from the woods, and he thought he was also familiar with water, so he walked towards the center of the lake step by step.But as soon as he submerged in the lake, strands of blue vines bound him tightly, and the lake water poured in from all directions, pouring into his nose, mouth, and ears. The body was completely filled, and the vines became tighter and tighter, and the feeling of suffocation surrounded him tightly. He could hear the heartbeat gradually slowing down, and he could no longer breathe...

Dizziness struck, Song Yanchu suddenly found it very funny, it turned out that he would be willing to go back to such a point, is it true that life and shadow follow each other, and death also falls together?

Darkness replaces lake water.

In a daze, it was the strong wind from Guyunya that woke him up.

Since the first meeting, counting the details, going back has always been in my heart.

Suddenly there was prosperity in front of his eyes, and the sound of roaring fireworks in his ears, returning to the unfeeling of Yongjie River that day, he stood in a distance in a panic, and saw him and Suhui by the river.

Song Yanchu watched as he sank the concentric knot into the river, and the scenes reappeared in front of his eyes. Suddenly, he was pulled to a place by a force, which was the Yellow Sky Desert, and the scene in front of him was vivid...

Before he could react, he came to Cangjuan Pavilion again.

There was another short breath of the concentric knot falling to the ground, and finally a strong sense of suffocation, making it impossible to shout out.

"Wake up at the beginning of Yan." Wei Shengni yelled nervously as he sat by the lake holding Song Yanchu, who was drenched all over and looking pained.

"Go back..." Song Yanchu closed his eyes tightly, and said in a vague way, his hands were tightly clutching Wei Shengni's skirt, and the corners of his eyes oozed out tears or water.

"I'm here, wake up." Wei Shengni pressed his palm against Song Yanchu's back to infuse him with genuine energy, feeling extremely nervous.

"Ahem..." Song Yanchu coughed suddenly, turned his head to one side, and water kept flowing out of his mouth.

"Are you okay?" Wei Shengni asked worriedly as he wiped away the water from Song Yanchu's mouth.

Song Yanchu slowly opened his eyes, the purpose of seeing Wei Shengni's nervous and worried look, he smiled weakly and comforted: "It's okay..."

"Go back first." Wan frowned.

"No... I want to ask something clear..." Song Yanchu seemed to have made up his mind.

"Okay, okay." Wei Shengni sat down again, laid Song Yanchu flat in his arms, and waved his hands to gather the dead branches to start a fire.

"In the end you still chose the wrong tone, didn't you?" Song Yanchu asked with difficulty.

"Yanchu, let me tell you a story." Wei Shengni interrupted Song Yanchu with a sigh.

"Yeah." Song Yanchu nodded, he always believed that Suhui would tell him everything one day.

"Once upon a time there was a child, his name was Xu Cheng..."

Wei Shengni stated everything about his past lightly, as if he was telling someone else's story, he tirelessly told the story of the person named Xi Cheng, including Xi Cheng's life experience, as well as false sounds and Xi Cheng. Cheng's entanglement... It's just that he only lightly mentioned Fu Shui and Chu You, as if he was afraid to mention it.

Song Yanchu never thought that Wei Shengni would have such a background, he felt sorry for those gray eyes that had no warmth but hidden deep loneliness