Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

"—it's me, it's always been me."

Qiao Xishui lowered her body, pressed against his forehead, closed her eyes, and spoke to him in a soft voice.

"An Zhao, you have to grow up well."

"When you grow up and become Mr. Ta Xue, I will come to love you."

An Xichen felt the slight trembling in Qiao Xishui's words when he said these words, and also felt the slight bitterness in his smile this time.

Without giving him time to think carefully, suddenly his feet were empty again, and he fell into the boundless deep sea again, with the sound of gurgling water and the light shining through the water surface again.

"Although this heart is sincere, but cause and effect are impermanent."

Like Xuan Da's ruthless and helpless accusation, the voice was hoarse and mournful, but there was also a sense of relief hidden.

"All things can be regretted and cannot be changed, and the cause and effect of time cannot be reversed."

"What is lost cannot be recovered, and what is lost cannot be found."

As soon as this sentence fell, there was suddenly a radiance above the water surface, illuminating everything like a scorching sun.

The light shone on his body so hot that An Xichen opened his mouth to say something, but he still couldn't make a sound.

So he closed his eyes.The sense of weightlessness coming from all around enveloped him, and the ethereal voice was still chanting tirelessly in his ears.

"What is lost cannot be recovered, and what is lost cannot be found."

"—What is lost cannot be recovered, and what is lost cannot be found."

An Xichen suddenly wanted to laugh - of course he knew.

Qiao Xishui died in his arms, An Xichen knew better than anyone that he was dead, and he also knew better than anyone that he would never come back.

How could a sinner like him, covered in blood, be merciful to God and return him the light of his death?Most of the fickleness in this world is on him. He has experienced twists and turns in his life, and this time will be no exception.

How dare he ask for such a good thing as lost and recovered.He has to carry Qiao Xishui's death and repents unwillingly to live on, and he will be held accountable by himself affectionately day and night, even if he has finished atoning for his sins, he will still live in a cage called affectionate.

He even thought, does Qiao Xishui also hate him, and insists on using this method to change his back?

Suddenly, that voice disappeared.Then he was hit hard in the chest by something invisible, and was slowly pushed into the deepest part of the seabed. The sound of the water gradually dissipated, and the surroundings became completely silent.

After that, the sense of weightlessness gradually dissipated, and something slammed into his back.

A fishy-sweet taste rose from his throat, he quickly opened his eyes, and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the floor while grabbing the bed board.

"Wake up!" Chi Xikong was surprised and happy, got up and shouted to the back: "Wake up! People are back!"

An Xichen didn't react for a moment.He coughed for a while, and when he looked up, Chi Xikong had already run out, yelling all the way.

An Xichen wiped the blood from his mouth, but his mind was still chaotic and unclear.

He straightened up, a little puzzled.

He is not dead?

He sat cross-legged on the bed, stretched out his hand, clenched it into a fist and then spread it out, repeated this three times, and touched his face again.

It's warm, he's not dead.

Not even dead.

An Xichen was a little puzzled.

There was a knocking sound from the door, and An Xichen looked up. The visitor's two long sleeves were fluttering with the wind at his vigorous speed, and his hands were wearing gloves for some reason.

It was Liu Wusheng.

An Xichen looked at him with only four words in his mind.

The visitor is not good.

The reason is simple.Liu Wusheng's face may not be sunny once a year, and he is tall, like a human iceberg.Plus the way he got in was not kind - he kicked the door open.

It looks like a friendly ghost.

The sawdust flew up and turned into ashes, Liu Wusheng stepped on the corpse of the door and walked in.

An Xichen was ready to be held accountable by him or to be beaten without a word, but Liu Wusheng didn't do anything. He pulled a stool from the table and sat with Erlang's legs up, saying: "Say .”

"..." An Xichen twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "What do you want me to say?"

"What did you just see?"

An Xichen pursed his lips when he heard the words, his eyes dimmed a bit, he lowered his eyes, and said, "I didn't see anything, it's just my own business."

Liu Wusheng seemed to have thought that this was his answer, so he sighed, stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand appeared a suspended magic weapon.

It was a black and slightly transparent square.The four sides are engraved with green dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird and basalt respectively, while the other two sides are a unicorn and the other is blank, and there are countless mantras wound into a circular shaft wheel, slowly rotating around this magic weapon.

"This magic weapon is called Sun Moon." Liu Wusheng said, "It saved your life."

"Qu Qixiang probably cast the soul-scattering curse on you at that time. But for some reason, this magic weapon that should have been discarded a long time ago remained intact in your soul. It not only blocked you at the critical moment At that moment, it also sucked away all the spells on your body."

"This is my Duan Sheng Sect's magic weapon, but it's not the Duan Sheng Sect who saved you. If you want to thank me, thank you for the idiot who took the sword for you."

"When he was still alive, he told me a lot. But after all, understanding is too one-sided. If you want to fight against the enemy, knowing yourself and the enemy is the most basic. So I let him enter the past, and went to see some things that happened to you in the past. matter."

"If you want to use the past spell, you must use the sun and the moon. I don't know what you saw in it, but if you see him, I can tell you that it is not fake."

"That's true. It's what he did in the past art. The past art is a spell developed by a certain generation of masters. An old friend of his who has been separated from two places for many years suddenly went off the edge of the sword and cultivated into a demon. He was entangled by the demon. , In order to make his prodigal son turn back and kill the inner demon, he went back to the years, found the reason for his obsession, and also found a solution in the past art."

"As a sacrifice, the sun and the moon can save the caster from paying the price, but there was no sun and moon at that time." He said, "As the price of going back to the years, the leader untied his heart knot and let his prodigal son return to the world." He died not long after the Immortal Dao. His old friend regretted it and stayed at the Duansheng Gate to mourn the deceased. But one morning he suddenly went crazy and cried for a whole day. Afterwards, he locked himself up for eight years, doing The sun and the moon are out."

"The reason why the man suddenly went crazy and shut himself up for eight years to create the sun and the moon is because the night before yesterday he saw in a dream the remnants left by his old man in the past art - I am afraid that Qiao Xishui also left behind. What, that is also the matter of the two of you, I will not ask."

"However, it is precisely because you turned your head and your heart back to the immortal way that the sun and the moon will block it for you."

"I didn't know these things until after it blocked the blow for you. The ancestors' consciousness remained in the sun and the moon, and it was only made public after the magic weapon was destroyed. If anyone else knew before this This method can save you completely, and I am afraid that there is only that fool who knows everything for some reason."

"So, it wasn't the Broken Sheng Sect that saved you, it wasn't the Past Technique that saved you, and it wasn't the Sun and Moon that saved you."

"It was Qiao Xishui who saved you. If he hadn't made you turn back, you would have died a long time ago." He said, "Before Lidong, he came to borrow mana from me. I didn't understand what he was going to do at the time, but now I see Come on, I probably thought it would turn out like this a long time ago.”

"He made up his mind to die. I can't say anything."

When Liu Wusheng said this, he had already finished what he wanted to say.So the hand clenched into a fist again, and when it was opened again, the sun and the moon had dissipated in the hand.

He stood up, and continued, "There is an open space behind Duansheng Gate, which happens to be next to a lake, and the scenery there is pretty good."

"There he is."

"I won't ask you for anything, but I hope you can stand up." Liu Wusheng said, "I hope you still remember the year when you stepped on the snow without a trace."