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Xiao Qin returned towards Nanxiaomen, when the scenes were still lingering, he said, "Perhaps this time when we go back, we should rectify one person's name."

"Why did you find me again?"

It has been a long time since Liu Yixuan was hunted down by the Crying Blood Sect. He did not expect that Han Nansong could find him now. However, it seems normal that the two desperate people are connected with each other.

"Could it be that the elixir is gone again?" Liu Yixuan said, "If this continues, there is nothing I can do."

"No problem."

Liu Yixuan chuckled, threw something to Han Nansong, and said, "All right, this is the last medicine, no amount of it will be of any use."

"it is good."

"I found the trace of that thing."

"it is good."

The two were relatively silent for a long time, and after a long time Liu Yixuan said: "If we can meet again..., no, let's have a drink today."

Han Nansong did not refuse.

Liu Yixuan stroked the wine glass, his eyes were fascinated, dreamy and awake, he lay his head sideways on the table and said, "Nowadays, if you have wine, you will have fun. I am afraid that there will be no more days to live, why not drink freely?"

"If you don't drink today, I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future. Wouldn't it be a pity if you don't let yourself go for a while?" Liu Yixuan shook his glass, not caring if his words were too straightforward, "Except for me, Who else will see you off? Beautiful scenery on a good day, carnival at the end of life, if you don't enjoy yourself, you will leave regrets in vain."

"I just don't know this farewell party, whose business will be farewell at that time?" Without waiting for Han Nansong's answer, he had already asked himself and answered, "Maybe it's you, maybe it's me, but if I'm on the verge of dying, I can still have some kindness." There is only a glimmer of life, but you have no way out, so it seems that this is a farewell party for you."

He said a lot of vitality in his mouth, but there was no joy in his words for this ray of vitality, only a dispensable indifference.

Then Liu Yixuan tapped the rim of the wine glass with the jade chopsticks, and there was a crisp sound, like rain falling on the green eaves, pearls and jade falling to the ground, and a melodious tune flew out of the glass as he struck casually.

One sound after another, gradually reaching a climax, slowly entering the final chapter, and then a crisp sound, and there is no more sound.

After waiting for a song, Han Nansong said: "You are worthy of being the leader of the qin. You can play a minor tune, and it is so beautiful. Although the sound is exhausted, the meaning is still there. It is fascinating."

"How do you know I did it casually? Maybe I'm just playing the same old tune again?" Liu Yixuan refused to let go.

"My guess."

"Ha, I guessed it." Liu Yixuan laughed inexplicably, "You guessed it right."

"How did you guess?"

"I haven't heard this song before. Of course, I can't read all the joys in the world. Although I may be ignorant, but with your attainments, wouldn't it be difficult to tune it at will?"

After hearing this answer, Liu Yixuan smiled while holding his wine glass, but his eyes were bitter. There was once a person who told him bluntly that he was guessing. Before meeting him, that person had no special interest in these things. It's just a few words that sound nice and bad, but why do those two simple words make him feel elated?

"Why are you people in Nanxiaomen so sincere? Those who understand music and those who don't understand are all the same?"

"...I'm no longer a disciple of the Nanxiaomen. I'm afraid it's inappropriate for you to say that."

"Tsk, I just said you were sincere, but the next second you started to put on an air. You were obviously very happy. Don't you think it's hypocritical to rush to get rid of the relationship?"

"..." Han Nansong ignored him.Perhaps in the past he could not hear people saying that he was hypocritical, but now, he has no intention to refute, and he is speechless and powerless to refute. After all, when he heard "you Nanxiaomen", he did have a flash of joy.

"It's up to you, just don't mention this in front of other people." Nan Xiaomen should not have anything to do with people like him.

"Hmph." Liu Yixuan glanced at him dissatisfied, and mocked: "You control me, how can a dead person control the living? Such a story about bitterness, great hatred and deep consideration for one's sect, sounds like It’s really touching and touching.”

Han Nansong also glanced at him and said, "I don't dare to do it, I just imitate the behavior of my predecessors back then. I have failed a lot, how can I let them be ashamed because of me again?"

Liu Yixuan didn't know for a moment whether he was mocking himself for leaving the sect in anger when he was young, or his behavior of rushing to draw a line with the Acacia Sect just like him before, so he snorted coldly and said softly: "I don't know what is good or bad."

Then he said: "Forget it, I won't quarrel with you. Since you call me senior, then I won't care too much with you, a junior, lest you say that I, a senior, have no tolerance."

Han Nansong glanced at him, but didn't speak, but Liu Yixuan could see clearly written in that look: What kind of senior, I don't want to recognize it, I don't want to bother with you.

"Tsk." Liu Yixuan drank the wine in his glass and said, "Forget it, this page is over now. After all, I'm here to see you farewell, not to argue with you."

"Your plan is bold, but it's not impossible. Anyway, nearly half of the ancestor of the Weeping Blood Sect is in your body now, and the magic sword and sword spirit are restrained by each other. Instead, it allows you to have greater freedom. In addition, the casting has already begun. There is no retreat, when you are dead, these things will be dead too, losing nearly half of your soul, presumably the ancestor of the Weeping Blood Cult will go mad with anger, right?"

"When the time comes, this fake crossing robbery, forgive him for not having any ability to make trouble."

"hope so."

"Just using your body as a bait to kill yourself, wouldn't you be unwilling?"

"What's not reconciled to?" Han Nansong smiled, "It's not only not reconciled, but also very happy."

He raised his eyes, his eyes were as cold as a blade: "Even if I can't witness his doom, I will play the finale for his demise with my own hands."

Liu Yixuan said: "That's right, the left and right are dead, and if you can drag your enemy down, you can earn money no matter what."

"This person is also fickle. He clearly disliked you before, but after knowing that the magic sword was obtained by you, he started thinking about taking you again. It really makes people wonder what to say."

Liu Yixuan continued to sneer at the Patriarch of the Weeping Blood Sect: "It just fell into your arms. Who told him not to know that this magic sword is not a good thing at all, and you have not rebuilt your muscles and bones because of the magic sword. If it can be recast, what kind of magic sword is it called?

"Thank you."

"Suddenly thank you for what?"

"If you didn't refine the elixir according to the wishes of the weeping blood ancestor, maybe I wouldn't be able to wait until today."

"Ha, thank you for what I did. Although I secretly tampered with the pill, I also took the opportunity to make you suffer a lot." Liu Yixuan continued, "It doesn't matter that we have come and gone so many times. Okay, before you didn’t know that I had tampered with the pill, but I was so cruel to me, I am a person, when someone treats me fiercely, I want to do him bad, don’t you hate me and say thank you?”

"Although I did something wrong, it was just to prevent you from being completely controlled and monitored by him. I just wanted to watch you dogs bite dogs, but I didn't make that harmful pill harmless." Liu Yixuan didn't lie, it was true. It was his purpose at the time. After all, the joint confession was a later thing.

Han Nansong automatically ignored the words "dog bites dog" that Liu Yixuan said, and thought it was just that this man went crazy from drinking too much, and said sternly: "No, let me have a chance to breathe and get out of control. Senior is my benefactor, enough to make me feel better." I am impressed with the five things, the others are not important."

It was the first time that Han Nansong seriously called Senior Liu Yixuan. Liu Yixuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "What are you doing with such nice words? Could it be that I don't know how displeased you were with me in the first place? It's not because I helped you." It’s just a trick, it’s just to see the ancestors of the Weeping Blood Sect to hate, I won’t believe that you are really grateful to me when you say these hypocritical words at this time, so you can see me pleasing to the eye.”

Han Nansong glanced at him, and said in his heart: It's all about one thing, gratitude is gratitude, and if you don't like it, it's because you don't like it, and now you still don't like it.

Liu Yixuan didn't look at him, but suddenly said: "You are right to think that I am not pleasing to the eye, but if I am pleasing to the eye, then I also think you are annoying."

"Heh." Han Nansong couldn't help but let out a sneer of unknown meaning, holding back the bitter sarcasm that almost blurted out.

"It's right to say that you don't like me, but you don't say that I don't know how to be small." Liu Yixuan looked at Han Nansong and said deliberately, "Maybe I added something to the elixir that has no other effect, but it's something that makes people want to die."

Seeing that Han Nansong didn't respond at all, he curled his lips boredly, and said half-boasting and half-sarcastically, "It's so reserved."

Han Nansong said lightly, "Thank you."

"You," Liu Yixuan was at a loss for words, and complained in a low voice, "you are really invulnerable if you are scolded too much."

Han Nansong ignored him again, and he didn't know whether he cared about this sentence.

When Liu Yixuan saw this, he didn't know if it was his conscience, or what. After a long time, he gradually fell silent, and then he laughed to himself, his eyes were shining brightly, and he suddenly said: "I don't know if we can meet him at that time?"

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are already intoxicated, his eyes are hazy, and the smile is all over his face, but it can't get into his eyes.

Han Nansong wanted to open his mouth, but when he caught a glimpse of the panic and despair under the smile on his face, the ridicule and resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time was unexpectedly unable to utter a word.