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After the young man in white shirt wrote down his dream, he didn't stay in the house to rest, he walked out of the wooden house.

At the same moment, Pu Xiaoding and Ah Jiu followed behind the white-clothed youth, and they also walked outside the house.Pu Xiaoding glanced at the young man in white shirt, he was a little curious: "Ah Jiu, he can't see us?"

Ah Jiu responded softly. From the very beginning, he was aware of this problem.What they see and hear at this moment is not what is happening.As a result of this situation, Ah Jiu is still thinking about it, and the similar environment reminds Ah Jiu of some past events.

A small river serves as a passage connecting the two places, which is similar to the road from the village to and from the Wangcheng.In addition, they can see each other, but the other party does not know their existence, which is similar to their experience in Jiuxiao Mansion.Ah Jiu believes that these arrangements may have been made by the same person.

The most important thing is that although the appearance of the white-shirted youth is young, it reminds people of the old gentleman who has helped him many times, and the breath of the white-shirted youth seems familiar.

This place may not have the final answer Ah Jiu needs, but at least there are important clues here.

Pu Xiaoding and Ajiu stood aside quietly, watching the young man in white shirt walk near the field with a piece of paper on which the dream text was written.

The young man in white shirt looked at the verdant green jelly grass, he hesitated for a moment, took off a leaf and put it in his mouth.For a moment, a faint sweetness filled his mouth, and his heart calmed down a bit.

He savored the sweetness of the leaves carefully, and couldn't help sighing: "Fourth brother, you know that these fairy grasses are useless to me, why do you still persist in trying?"

The young man in white shirt didn't know how to face the other party, who was willing to give him everything in his life.Such unreserved emotion was heavy and crazy, he didn't know whether to accept it or reject it.

It's not that he can't feel the fiery affection of the other party, he just doesn't know what to do, where will their relationship go, and what will happen in the future.Is it forever, or go their separate ways.Whether to go forward or backward bothered him.

As the memory of the white-shirted youth lost, his evasion became more and more frequent. He used his forgotten past to keep a distance from the other party, thinking about their future.He forgot more and more things, and the past became intermittent, sporadic and trivial.Even if he recorded his dreams, it was still useless, his memory gradually faded, and the words he recorded also faded.

He knew in his heart that his dream was a foreshadowing.He dreamed of some big events and accidentally touched the secret of heaven, which made his mental state more and more unstable.He longed to see the truth clearly, but he couldn't see the truth clearly, instead he was speeding up his forgetting.

The predictive ability of the young man in white shirt has detected secrets beyond his knowledge, and God forced him to forget the secrets.His power extends to places he shouldn't reach, even if he sees it, he can't remember it.

He understood that he should give up, but he stubbornly told himself that he could not give up.He hasn't fully seen the future, what kind of changes the man in the black suit in the dream has experienced, and why he has become so strange. He must find the reason to have a chance to reverse the situation.

The young man in white shirt dug a small pit, he put the written paper into the pit, and set it on fire.He said slowly: "I can't remember, nor can I remember my words. Can you help me remember these things, count as much as you have, and give them to someone who needs to know these things someday."

No matter a handful of soil, a piece of grass or a tree, a clear river or a fresh breeze, anything will do, remember the things he has forgotten for him, and wait for the moment when the time comes.

As for him, his condition is destined to worsen day by day.

A gust of wind blew up the gray and black paper ash, and the young man in white shirt subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the paper ash back.However, before his fingertips touched the paper dust, his eyes suddenly went dark.

No, did it come faster this time?

The time of his memory has become shorter and shorter.

The young man in white fell to the side weakly, instead of falling to the ground, he fell into a warm embrace.At some point, the man in the black suit left and returned, and he reached out to catch the unconscious young man in white shirt.

The man in black suit picked up the young man in white shirt and returned to the cabin. He covered the young man in white shirt with a quilt. He smoothed his hair and looked down at his face.

This time the white shirt youth will not wake up immediately after he turns around.He knew it, he always knew what the other party was doing, some things he didn't say out of his mouth, even though he was very upset in his heart.

The man in the black suit stretched out his fingers, caressing the lips of the young man in white: "Yanyu, my Yanyu, how long has it been since you called my name?"

"You call me fourth brother, and don't want to call me Xuan Yao again. Actually, I like you to call my name over and over again. I don't want to be like them, to be your brother, and to be one of your brothers."

In the past, when there was no one else, only the two of them depended on each other.They are always together, as if they will never be apart.The other party's smile and words were enough to sweep away his fatigue.

He tried his best to give the other party everything he could get, and seeing the other party happily accepting it was the greatest encouragement to him.

When did their lives change and they were no longer just each other?

The calm eldest brother, the bold second brother, and the careful third brother, with them, he became no longer so indispensable.Yanyu's happiness is no longer the happiness of being with him, their conversation is no longer just each other, but some other people.

Yanyu's gaze shifted from him to others, Yanyu's expectation and joy no longer belonged to him only, Yanyu's admiration was evenly distributed to other brothers.

Yanyu said to him: "Fourth brother, you don't have to work so hard in the future, we also have a brother who will protect us."

However, Yanyu is the only family member in his family, and Yanyu has more family members who he can trust and rely on.When something happened, the eldest brother blocked him, when he had nightmares at night and couldn’t sleep, the second brother was with him, when he couldn’t solve the problem, the third brother helped, and he, he lost the meaning of existence.

He asked himself countless times, what should he do?He gave everything he could, what else could he give?Why does Yanyu smile brighter when he receives gifts from others than when he receives gifts from him?Why didn't Yanyu open the gift box he sent in public? Is his gift so shabby?

He was very tired, he was also very confused, he gave everything but found that Yan Yu was avoiding him.

These years, Yanyu's health was not good, he accompanied Yanyu, resolutely gave up the chance to go out for training, and also gave up the chance to save himself.The power of his bloodline is collapsing day after day, but he is reluctant to take half a step away from Yanyu, he just wants to protect him.

He selfishly cut off Yanyu's contact with other people. He burned the letters to prevent Yanyu from knowing that his elder brother and the others were not only going out for practice, but also looking for a way to heal Yanyu.

He thought that Yanyu could only pay attention to him again, but who knows, even though Yanyu's memory is intermittent, Yanyu still remembers other people, and he is still rejecting him.

He only asks for the two to be together for life to life, why is it so difficult?

After a while, the door of the cabin opened silently, and a handsome young man stepped into the room.The young man was filled with immortal energy, and he was indeed a profoundly cultivated immortal monarch.

The man in the black suit raised his eyes and looked at the current residence who had just entered the house: "The fairy grass outside is useless, change it."

Hearing this, Xianjun shook his head resolutely: "I still want to change it, what are you changing? Those outside are already top-notch fairy grasses, do you want me to move the fairy master's yard here for you?"

The man in the black suit frowned: "His condition has not improved."

"You don't know his situation? The ability to predict is limited by the way of heaven," Xian Jun raised his finger and pointed to the sky, "Do you understand the way of heaven? Even the grass and the soil can be gnawed. Cut off his power of prediction and don't touch the secrets, and he will naturally heal without treatment."

"The Dao of Heaven? Why is the Dao of Heaven superior?" The man in Xuanfu snorted coldly, "When the ancient gods created the world, where was the Dao of Heaven? It was our gods who opened up the world and created all things, so that the Dao of Heaven was born. The Dao of Heaven was born because of our gods. What qualifications does it have to be above my protoss? Without my protoss, where would the way of heaven come from?"

Xianjun disagreed: "Don't tell me this, you can talk to Tiandao slowly, and order Tiandao to let go of your favorite person. It's too tiring to argue, and it's easiest to win or lose with your fists."

"As long as you break the rules of the Dao of Heaven and establish a new order, and don't allow the Dao of Heaven to harm your loved one in the slightest, you can guarantee that he will have no worries and disasters for the rest of his life."

Xianjun paused for a moment, and then he continued: "Xuan Yao, have you forgotten that you have been kicked out of the Protoss, and they call you Demons, don't be Protoss or Protoss."

"You have the energy to scold the heavens, why don't you seriously think about what to do with your experience, whether you return to the God Realm or become the master of the six realms, you must have strong strength as a guarantee. How long have you been unable to practice? Your ancient The blood of the gods is on the verge of disintegration, and you still have the mood to take care of others all day long?"

Xianjun sometimes wants to ask the man in Xuanfu: "Are you crazy, can't tell which is more important?"

Wasting time around a person who doesn't value him, caring for a person who doesn't notice his desperate situation, is such a person really worthy of his careful care and cherishing?

The man in Xuanfu said slowly: "The matter between me and him has nothing to do with you."

He believes that Yanyu has him in his heart, they have depended on each other since they were young, they know their emotions best, and only each other is the most important person.

Xianjun waved his hand nonchalantly: "I came here to ask about your plans. The three of them are coming back soon, and you can't hide it if you want."

"Your second brother is living a prosperous life now. It is said that the Lord of the Six Realms met him alone, and everyone is wondering whether he has decided on the next Lord of the Six Realms. Come back, save your fifth younger brother, and then push him to his own bedroom, and your life will become someone else's life from now on."

"Shut up." The man in the black suit roared.

Xianjun ignored the anger of the man in Xuanfu: "How do you think about it, are you sure to cooperate with that person? That person is definitely not a good person. He will give you great benefits, and he must have a plan."

The man in the black suit replied: "So what if I have plans, don't I also have plans? You can re-enter the fairy world to prove that the loopholes in the way of heaven he said are true."

Xianjun paused for a rare moment, and looked at the man in the black suit: "It's true that I re-entered the fairy world, and it's true that there are loopholes in the rules. However, the hidden dangers that person said are also real. Xuan Yao, this shortcut It's not as good as expected, don't let yourself get involved when the time comes."

The man in Xuanfu glanced at the young man in white shirt lying on the bed, and then he asked Xianjun, "How are you doing alchemy?"

Xianjun looked depressed: "It's so boring. Countless annoying guys stare at me all day long, guarding me like thieves. I didn't catch a few immortals to practice alchemy. Why are they nervous?"

The man in Xuanfu couldn't help slowing down his speech: "Where's the other kind of elixir?"

Xianjun raised his eyebrows: "You said that longevity elixir? It's still boring. Why, are you going to let your ideal person be your puppet and let you do whatever you want?"

"Don't talk nonsense," the man in Xuanfu's face darkened slightly, "It's not him taking the medicine, it's me."

Now that he had to consider the worst-case scenario, once the power of the bloodline collapsed, it meant that he would lose all his power.It is bad news that he has lost his previous combat power, and what is even more desperate is that he has become a mortal, his lifespan is greatly reduced, and he will die of old age quickly.

He is dead, and he has no hope of staying with Yanyu for a lifetime.

"This is difficult," Xian Jun's eyes flashed with anxiety, "Xuan Yao, have you ever considered how dangerous this is?"

Let a mortal have the extraordinary power of the gods, and even be qualified to be the master of the six realms.

Xianjun persuaded: "Xuan Yao, while the power of the blood is still there, let go quickly and let go of this person. Stay away from this broken place, use all your energy on yourself, and travel across the six realms to save yourself. His life is still alive. With his three elder brothers always thinking about him, what about your life?"

The man in the black suit lowered his eyes: "You don't understand."

"I don't understand." Xianjun raised his finger and pointed out the window, "Look at how smart other people are, with their cultivation base and reputation, they go out and come back. What about you? You are almost dying, and you still think about it Protecting others? The other party just doesn't accept your favor."

"Xuan Yao, you shouldn't be so stupid, this is not like you. How can you return to the God Realm like this, how can you become the God Emperor, let alone the master of the six realms."

"If you lose, you lose by letting him know that you love him so much that you can give him everything. People's hearts are very complicated. Sometimes, if you get too much, you feel that it doesn't matter and you won't cherish it. What you can't get will always be the best."

"The last time." The man in the black suit said in a low voice, "They are coming back soon, and his birthday is coming soon, I bet the last time. If he chooses me, I will only be by his side in this life, and I will never give up. No, just him."

Xianjun asked: "What if he doesn't choose you?"

The man in the Xuanfu paused every word: "The love is over, and there is one side in the world."

He will forcibly strip away his emotions and desires, strip away all his love for Yanyu, seal it up forever, don't take another look at it, and start to belong to his life only.From then on, whether it is magnificent or peaceful, whether it is joyful or painful or sad, he can taste all kinds of tastes alone, and there is no need to share them with others.

Xianjun didn't persuade him any more, and turned to leave.The man in black suit sat by the bed, watching the young man in white shirt in silence for a long time.Similarly, Ah Jiu and Pu Xiaoding stood aside, but they also remained silent.

The sun shines into the hut through the half-open window, and the dust blown by the wind can be seen. The memory here is deeply engraved in this land.

The puppets, the masters of the six realms, the loopholes in the way of heaven, and the immortals who refine the elixir, one piece after another, is disturbing.

The author has something to say: Pu Xiaoding: Ah Jiu, the Immortal Realm dungeon is too difficult, why don't we change it?

A friend: Others are more difficult, just bite the bullet