Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Xu Qingyue?

Ye Yunlan frowned slightly.

He has a deep impression of Chen Weiyuan's old friend who he never forgets in his previous life.

In his memory, every year, Chen Weiyuan would spend a few days to pay homage to Xu Qingyue in the Chen Family Netherworld.

It's just that when he was rescued by Chen Weiyuan in the previous life and he was recuperating in the Chen family, Xu Qingyue had already died saving Chen Weiyuan. He had never met the other party, and in this life, he had never met the other party. How could the other party come to him suddenly? ?

For Ye Yunlan, everything related to Chen Weiyuan made him tired.

Then I heard Shen Shu say: "Master, outside the cave is the number one on the beauty list of Tianji Stone before? Why did he come to look for you?"

Ye Yunlan said lightly: "I don't know."

Shen Shu: "Do you need me to open the cave and invite people in?"

Ye Yunlan picked up the Queying sword on the stone table, with indifferent eyes, "No need. I just want to go outside to practice swords, let's go out and meet."

Turning to Gu Xuan again, he said, "Gu Taoist friend, you are recuperating in the cave. If you want to leave later, you can leave at any time without telling me."

Listening to his cold words, Gu Xuan was full of things he wanted to ask, but he couldn't say it.

He looked away from Ye Yunlan's back.

The other party's black hair was scattered and drooping, his pale hand was holding a long sword with a black scabbard, his clothes were empty, his steps were light, a little ethereal, and there was no trace of spiritual power in his body, in his perception, he was even more fragile than ordinary people .

The other party walked out of the cave slowly, as if the distance between them these years had gradually drifted away.

Suddenly, he wanted to get up, but blood was seeping from the bandage, and there was a sharp pain from the wound pierced by the spear in his chest.

Gu Xuan lowered his head and pinched the center of his brows, smiled wryly, and didn't move again.

He thought of the person who called Ye Yunlan outside the cave just now.

Xu Qingyue.

... The people of the Xu family, what do you want his younger brother to do?

Gu Xuan once met Xu Qingyue once.

Her appearance was indeed extremely beautiful, but in his eyes, she really couldn't deserve the title of the number one beauty in the cultivation world.

His mother, Ye Tange, had already surpassed Xu Qingyue if she was really judged by her looks.

Emperor Ye gathered thousands of beauties from all over the world, and the harem was full of beauty, but at every palace banquet, Ye Tange was always the most outstanding and delicate flower among them. sentient beings.

It's just that the Ye clan has strict rules, and because of its superior blood, Ye Tange was raised as the wife of the Ye clan chief since childhood.

She is a canary raised by the family in a golden cage. She has only Ye Di in her eyes and never shows her face outside.

Tianji Pavilion had already made an agreement with other ancient aristocratic families. Except for the forces of the ancient aristocratic families who deliberately exposed their faces, other information should not appear in the Tianji list. Otherwise, the beauty list should have been rewritten long ago.

Gu Xuan suddenly frowned deeply.

His brother, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was born three points more outstanding than his mother, and had no family protection. Once he was listed on the list of secrets, how much coveting would he attract?

——Ye Yunlan stepped out of the cave.

The moonlight reflected his pale face.

He raised his eyelids and saw two people standing outside the cave.

Both of them were dressed in white, one of them was tall and slender, with a long sword on his back, sculpted eyebrows and phoenix eyes, with a handsome and beautiful face, and a dusty temperament on his body, which made people forget the world.

Come to think of it, this person is Xu Qingyue, the most famous beauty in the cultivation world.

And the other person... Ye Yunlan just looked over, and bumped into the other person's familiar eyes.

Chen Weiyuan saw the long and narrow eyes of the person in front of him sweeping over, the eyes were clear and cold, but the mole at the end of the eyes was gorgeous, so he couldn't help but his heart moved, and he said slowly: "I am Chen Weiyuan from Tianji Pavilion, I will accompany Qingyue to visit today , I also ask Fellow Daoist Ye to forgive me."

A familiar dull pain came from the depths of the soul.

It seemed that the heart and soul were pierced by the needle tip of the flame, burning unspeakable pain.

Ye Yunlan was used to enduring this kind of pain, she clenched Queying tightly in her hands expressionlessly, her eyes couldn't help showing a cold murderous intent.

If possible, he really wanted to draw his sword and kill Chen Weiyuan at this moment.

He regretted not getting rid of Chen Weiyuan in his previous life.

After he reached the Void Stepping Realm, he traveled all over Xizhou, and finally found a way to brand himself a love-cutting spell. He entered the Buddhist hall to accept the precepts and cut off the roots of love, so that he could do something to Chen Weiyuan.

But before he could make a move, Chen Weiyuan sacrificed his blood to the fate plate to perform the fate-changing technique for the Chen clan.

Afterwards, the heaven and earth catastrophe, all the clans and clans in the ancient times had cracks in the sky, but the Chen clan was safe and sound.

When he arrived at Tianji Pavilion, Chen Weiyuan only left a letter.

The letter was placed on Chen Weiyuan's desk where he usually handles family affairs, with plain white letter paper and a white plum on it.

He tore apart the letterhead, and the letter was written in Chen Weiyuan's familiar handwriting.

The handwriting is beautiful, clear and gentle, it can be seen that the other party was not in a hurry when writing the letter.

Later, he regretted why he opened the letter.

He has the ability of photographic memory, so every word of that letter has been stuck in his mind ever since, and it is hard to forget. "Yunlan, Zhan Xinjia. Seeing words is like meeting.

Half a month ago, I was watching the stars at night for my husband. I saw that the stars were all dimmed, and the only moon was hanging high.

He also calculated that he was in danger of death, and sighed slightly in his heart.After thinking for a long time, I finally wrote this book.

Thinking of the first time you and I met, it has been more than two hundred years now.

Back then, you were seriously injured, your bones were shattered, you tore at the hem of my clothes, and asked me to save you.At that time, your face was covered in blood, your hair was disheveled, like a ghost, and all passers-by avoided, but my husband took pity on you and worked hard to rescue you from the gate of ghosts.Perhaps, this is fate.

You said you would do everything you can to repay me, and you were only joking as a husband, but I found out later that it was not a joke.

After you recovered from your injury, you stayed by my side. You were gentle and well-behaved. You stayed with me for many years. You knew what I liked and avoided what I hated. You never forgot what you did as a husband.

One winter day, when I came back at midnight, I saw you standing among the white plums with a lamp, walking slowly, and brushing the snow off my shoulders.

Around that time, my husband was already moved.

My husband once said that I want to hold hands with you and hide in the Taoyuan together, it is not a lie.

It's just how difficult the world is, and many things have never been as people wish.

My husband knows that you hate me, so if you don't fear the formation of the Chen clan this time, you will have to fight all the way to avenge your old enmity.

However, the catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, and the ancient clans will suffer.Although my husband wants to see you again, but as the head of the Chen family, he can't do it willfully.

After thinking for a long time, I decided to sacrifice myself to the life plate for my husband.Using the art of changing fate, he found a glimmer of life for the Chen family.

Hate is born of love.The stronger the hate, the stronger the love.Yun Lan, you cannot deny this point after all.And if you can't kill me to relieve your hatred, you will always have hatred in your heart.Thinking about it this way, doing this for my husband can also be regarded as a solution to my husband's desire to be separated from you for the past 200 years.

May you live in life, remember to be your husband, sink into the night and forget yourself, toss and turn.

In this way, although the husband is dead, he is still alive.

Everyone in the world can forget your husband's name, but you can't.

Your husband, Chen Weiyuan.

On the night of the twelfth day of the third month of the Gengzi Year, he stayed in Tianji Pavilion. "

After reading it, he gripped the letter tightly and threw it into the candlelight.Together with the white plum on the table.

Chen Weiyuan has calculated all the secrets in his life, even his own sword to kill him, has been calculated.

He also wanted him to keep his hatred in his heart forever, and to remember his name forever.

——Why?

If there is an afterlife.

He only wished to never see Chen Weiyuan again.

Whether it's love, hate, sorrow or joy, he is unwilling to give half of it to the other party.