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Lu Xingwan has been silent for three full months. Three months is really not a long time. It is normal for monks in the cultivation world to retreat in units of ten or hundreds of years. Only Lin Luoyue knows that she This is not an ordinary retreat, so I am naturally concerned about it.

If it wasn't for being able to feel that her aura is always stable outside the courtyard, Lin Luoyue would feel even more worried.

In the past three months, nothing worth mentioning has happened. The rain seems to be much more frequent than in previous years, and the floating corpses are more and more eager to move in the humid climate. However, the situation is still within the controllable range.

It's just that people will not be in a good mood if they are in a fighting atmosphere for a long time and it is rainy.

This battle was also fought intermittently for three months, and as June approached, the rain gradually lessened.

Although the four seasons in Yicui City are like spring, the temperature in summer is slightly higher than in spring.

After the rain stopped, Father Lin breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that if the rain continued like this, it would not only affect the harvest of the people in the fields, but would also lead to waterlogging.

In short, after the rainy season, the weather has been very good, and the sun is shining brightly, as if to dispel the haze of the past few months.

This day, Lin Luoyue came back from the outside. She led people to clean up the wave monsters, to ensure that there would not be any monsters coming down the mountain to harm the people in the villages outside the city in a short time, so she let go of her worries.

Tired days, she was a little tired,? But after bathing, she didn't feel much sleepy. She rolled on the bed and got up after all.

With Lu Xingwan not here, her life seems to have lost all the fun, and she lacks interest in everything she does.

As she was distracted, the glazed mirror engraved with the moon pattern she placed in the room suddenly lit up.

Lin Luoyue was stunned, and quickly picked up the mirror, and saw Qu Fanye's eyes, which were more beautiful than cats, appeared in the mirror.

She was wearing a green gauze, and the delicate gold ornaments on her body looked gorgeous, but not tacky at all.

"I haven't seen you in a few days, don't worry about it, Xiao Qu." Lin Luoyue relaxed her expression and waved her hand in greeting.

"How is your recovery now, does your head still hurt?"

"Remember the part, you don't have to worry about it." Qu Fanye asked while observing her complexion, "A few days ago, Xingwan said that she was going to retreat. Haven't you left yet?"

"No, there's no certainty about retreating, maybe it will take several years." Lin Luoyue felt somewhat guilty when she said this.

Qu Fanye stared straight at Lin Luoyue with her overly beautiful eyes, vigilant like a cat with pricked ears, "You guys are not hiding anything, are you?"

Lin Luoyue was dumbfounded, Lu Xingwan was Ye Hanxing's matter, she didn't want others to know, she might not even know about Zhao Mingkong, and she wouldn't tell others for her on her own.

She paused for a moment and then smiled casually, "You come to chat with me, it's too biased to ask Xingwan every time."

Qu Fanye didn't know what was on her mind and didn't ask her any more, she easily let her go, "What's going on with you? I heard that it's raining in the south, and things in the water have been restless."

Lin Luoyue scratched her face, "It's okay, but it's annoying to fight for a long time. Don't worry, if there is any problem, you will definitely be arrested to help."

Qu Fanye looked at her for a while, "It's better like this."

"Don't worry, it's not Xingwan, I like to keep everything in my heart." Lin Luoyue leaned back in her chair lazily, "When it's peaceful here, you can come and play, and then let Doctor Ning Check your pulse."

"Well, I will send you some melons and fruits in a while."

The two chatted a few words about the recent situation, and soon ended the call.

Lin Luoyue looked at the dimmed glazed mirror, and slowly lowered her shoulders, feeling completely at ease.

These days Lu Xingwan is not by her side, she thinks a lot.I thought about the relationship between them, and also thought about so many things that happened in the past.

Some things are not untraceable. In the past, she felt that she understood emotional matters better than Lu Xingwan, but now she thinks back and realizes that she was slow, or Lu Xingwan was really too calm when she was really calm. will hide itself.

There is clearly a fox living in a person's heart.

When she is out of the customs, she must interrogate her when she was moved, and whether she has been waiting for her to take the bait?

As for being shy, Lin Luoyue was shy before she met Lu Xingwan.

Lu Xingwan has lost the concept of time in the sea of ​​consciousness, and she is retracing everything she has experienced.

Ye Hanxing's family conditions are very good, her mother is the former head of the Cold Sword Sect, and her father is the chief elder. She should have had a happy and brilliant family, but it is a pity that it is always difficult to find the word "success" in this world.

When her mother was seven months pregnant, she had to put on armor and stand on the front line against the demons.

In that era, you can't even blame her mother for being too demanding and harsh on her. It was a very cruel era. The demons kept a close eye on the humans, the ghosts worked hand in hand with them, and the monsters watched coldly. They were neither opponents nor allies.

After she was seriously injured and gave birth to Ye Hanxing, she died soon.

Lu Xingwan had read this experience several times in Ye Hanxing's biographies, and she savored it carefully. It was not just the shock of the tragedy, but also the desolation of the world.

Ye Hanxing's father was said by outsiders to be a strict father. After losing his love, he was depressed for a long time, and then he devoted all his energy to his daughter.

Ye Hanxing was taken away from the Cold Sword Sect by him when she was young and lived in seclusion. The training she has undergone is far beyond human comprehension, but she is a sensible child, and since she was a child, she has shown understanding and tenacity beyond her age.

Lu Xingwan thought about the news he learned from the biography, and looked up at the sunny sky in his memory silently.

If a person has never tasted sweets, has not been coaxed when crying, and has no idea that such a life is possible, then it will become natural for him to get used to it.All the ignorance has become the tenacity praised by the world.

The lingering pain in his body became more intense, Lu Xingwan's expression remained unchanged, he walked through the corridor to find his former self, she guessed that Ye Hanxing was being punished again now.

Breaking into the sea of ​​consciousness and regaining the power of one's previous life, the way one goes through it varies from person to person.

Some directly return to the previous life and forget the present, and experience the joy and pain of the previous life.Some of them are rewatched from the perspective of a bystander, and they can fully perceive their own thoughts and pains in previous lives.

Lu Xingwan is the second type. She can't remember how long she has been in the sea of ​​consciousness. She is not monotonous in daily life.

Ye Hanxing was either practicing or being punished. Her childhood was very boring and she rarely communicated with others.

The maids who are generally responsible for taking care of her daily life, and the husband who teaches her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting dare not talk to her, not because they are afraid of her, but because Ye Hanxing's father does not allow it.

At first Lu Xingwan thought that this strict father was trying to temper her temper, but later she realized that things were not that simple.

It is true that she has never lived in a normal family, but she also knows that no one teaches her children this way. She basically doesn't talk to her or smile at her, and she doesn't care and encourage her. It's like sharpening a powerful weapon.

Lu Xingwan thought that there was nothing left, and walked to the courtyard where Ye Hanxing lived, and she was indeed being punished again.

Father Ye's way of punishing people is not to beat and scold, but to seal the yard with a low-level monster caught from outside, and throw his own daughter in, and the monster will live and die in this small courtyard. fight.

The same is true today.

At this time, Ye Hanxing was only six years old. No matter how talented she was, she still couldn't kill a monster that had lived for more than a hundred years. Under the absolute power gap, wisdom played little role.

Ye Hanxing could only dodge the sneak attack with all means and methods, and exchange injuries for injuries at close range.

Father Ye would only strike when Ye Hanxing was exhausted, to make the monster lose its mobility temporarily, and then fight again when she regained her strength.

Lu Xingwan wondered if she was literate and read books. She really thought that the word "daughter" and "enemy" meant the same thing.

She bent her lips, and the sharp pain came from her arm being bitten off by sharp teeth. She didn't blink her eyes and continued to feel Ye Hanxing's current mood carefully.

Empty, in addition to emptiness, there is also the slightest fear of depression.

Fear is innate and instinctive, but Ye Hanxing, who is only six years old, has long been accustomed to adapting to fear, adapting to being on the verge of death and having no one to comfort him.

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She is not wronged, and even sometimes she is still smiling.

Lu Xingwan went to see Ye Hanxing, her childish eyebrows and eyes could not see the fierceness and heroism in the future, and there was a smile on her fleshless cheeks.

This little lunatic is always laughing, she doesn't understand many things, she can't even cry.

Lu Xingwan observed for a long time and found that she was not born a lunatic, she smiled because she knew her father liked her, and she relied on instinct to please, praying for survival and at the same time trying to get a little affection.

The blood on Ye Hanxing's bitten off arm aroused the fierceness of the monster even more, and she had no chance of winning.

Lu Xingwan glanced at the monster again and made this judgment.

In fact, she can't win most of the time, and to be precise, she can't end the battle once.

They all wake up in a coma and fight again, until the monsters are exhausted one by one, or she is exhausted and on the verge of death and can no longer get up again, then she will be stuffed with a pill and rest for two days.

Today was the same process. Lu Xingwan looked at Ye Hanxing who had fallen to the ground. Her body was covered with a familiar bright red, her clothes were red, and the blood on her body was also intertwined with red, which ran through her entire life.

The dizziness and coldness caused by the blood loss made Lu Xingwan a little unsteady. She shook her head and looked at Father Ye who was watching the battle.

This cold-eyed man has a very good appearance. Ye Hanxing's eyebrows and eyes resemble him three-thirds, and the remaining part looks like he followed his mother.

Mother.She silently chewed on this word, feeling a little regretful in her heart. If she was still alive, maybe she would treat her better than her mother in this life?

She accepted the hypothesis that there was no answer, and went to look at her father in the previous life.

After observing this man for so many days, she thought he had seen through him, but now she felt that things might not be that simple.

She originally thought that he lost his beloved wife so much that he hated the Demon Race and even angered his daughter. Such people and things sound anecdotal, but they are actually not uncommon in the world.

There are many mothers who hurt their bodies because of giving birth, and don't like their children.

Nothing to be surprised about.

So he can't give Ye Hanxing any love, but can only act as a strict teacher to train his daughter into a sharp sword, and it's not surprising that he instills hatred towards the demons in her.

It just seems that something is not quite right.

Some dizzy mind really couldn't figure out more thoughts, she watched Father Ye cast a hold spell on the monster and turned away.

Forget it, don't worry, the answer will definitely be revealed to her.

It's just that I can't say for certain... She is really a fate of a lone star, and she may not be worthy of having good parents in a few more generations.

Well, anyway, she doesn't want it that much now.

At the same time as this thought flashed, the faces of Mrs. Lin and Father Lin suddenly flashed in her mind.

Lu Xingwan frowned slightly, picked up the sword that was about the same height as Ye Hanxing, and stabbed hard at the motionless monster.

Ye Hanxing is only six years old now, and her body is also only six years old. She can only exert as much strength as Ye Hanxing can display now.

When Ye Hanxing was in pain, she was also in pain, and when Ye Hanxing was sad, she was also sad.

The only difference is that Ye Hanxing will lose consciousness from exhaustion, but she won't.

So she can't let go of this opportunity.

Lu Xingwan laughed softly amidst the blood splatter and joint shattering.

The sky seemed to go dark as she finally killed the huge monster. The blood overflowing from the ground wet her shoe uppers, and her cheeks and hair were all splattered with blood, like a terrifying lunatic. .

Ye Hanxing woke up at some point, leaning on the porch to look at her, with a innocent smile in those same dark eyes.

Lu Xingwan looked at her and laughed too. She dragged her broken hand and crawled over with the bloodstains on the ground, and then she leaned against Ye Hanxing's side.

"My father, I really want to see what he can do to impress me."

The six-year-old Ye Hanxing tilted her head, her body gradually disintegrated into red spots of light pouring into Lu Xingwan's heart amidst her ignorant smile.

Lu Xingwan knew that she had passed the test again.