Rebirth of the Xuanmen Supreme

"Yes, our young master is a very powerful person. He is good at studying and doing business. The master and wife like him. Every time we are with our young master, the wife will say, let the young master Take care of the young master..." The little book boy is a small talker, and he talks endlessly, especially when it comes to his own young master, his little face turns red with excitement, and he exaggerates that the young master is a benevolent and righteous person, always thinking about it. Take care of the little master.

"Is there really... such care?" Han Jingyun's brows were furrowed so tightly that they were almost knotted, because the more he heard the little book boy praise the young master, the more weird and unharmonious he felt in his heart. , It seems that in a good field, such a fertile weed grows alone, if it is not pulled out, it will inevitably damage the surrounding grain seedlings.

"Is it true that everyone in this mansion is praising the young master for his benevolence and wisdom?" Han Jingyun continued to ask calmly, and the little book boy continued to talk happily.

This is terrible to hear, not only the young master is praised by everyone in the White Mansion, but outside, the young master is also known as benevolence and righteousness. This feeling seems to be deliberately erasing the young master Master's presence.

"Erasure... the sense of existence?" Han Jingyun's mind flashed, and he finally grasped the point. After all these people have spent so much effort, wouldn't the final result be to erase Bai Ziyan's sense of existence?

"Master An, what are you talking about? I didn't hear clearly..." The little book boy thought that he was too absorbed in what he was saying, so that he ignored all the external sounds, but now he reacted belatedly, and hurriedly followed Han Jingyun pleaded guilty.

Han Jingyun didn't agree with him at all, and stood there quietly thinking, he was standing in front of the window, his posture, his expression, seemed to be looking out, and seemed to be meditating, anyway, it gave people a strange feeling. The feeling of not being close.

The little book boy immediately faltered, and took a few steps back quietly. When he was about to leave the study door, Bai Ziyan, who was supposed to be sitting behind the table in a daze, suddenly spoke out.

"Don't disturb sir, go out first, and prepare some refreshments for him." Bai Ziyan put a finger on his lips, signaling the little book boy to keep quiet, and when the little book boy left the study room, he closed the study room very lightly , and then quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, only he and his wife were left in the study, and he could stare at his wife with peace of mind.

He can't resist his parents' arrangements, and he doesn't want to drag the person he likes to hell, so he is the only one left to suffer...

No, there is also the girl who was implicated innocently, no matter what the situation of that girl is, it is a grievance to be worthy of someone like him who has his own heart.

Thinking of this, Bai Ziyan couldn't calm down at all, his eyes stared uncontrollably at the person he loved, as if he wanted to engrave that person's image into himself with every stroke. In his mind, even engraved in his own soul, even if he died, he didn't want to forget the person he liked so much.

If it was An Shuyan in the original body, he might not have noticed Bai Ziyan's gaze. More precisely, he should be staring at people so closely that he would not even blink his eyes, which is really costly.

However, as far as Han Jingyun is concerned, if he can't detect such eyes, then his cultivation base in the two lifetimes will be useless. It is better to give up Xuan Rang and find another way to make a living. , it is still very good to enjoy the cool, he does not have to worry about any difficult life situation.

"Do you... want to marry someone else??" Han Jingyun's sudden words made Bai Ziyan, who was watching the person intently, tremble, and raised his eyes to meet Han Jingyun's deep eyes, and then, It was as if a fixed spell had been applied, and the whole body froze.

Han Jingyun: "..." Bai Ziyan looked like a domesticated little white rabbit, one more stare might knock him out.

"Do you want to marry someone else?"

Han Jingyun's question was actually rather ambiguous, as if there were endless things to say for people to think about.

For example, "Do you want to marry someone else? Don't you like me?" In Bai Ziyan's heart, it was because of such a conjecture that he continued to overwhelm the river, and he almost impulsively asked what he wanted to ask the most in his heart. that sentence.

"Do you also like me?"

But he didn't dare, and he didn't want to, men and men, this road is too difficult to walk, and the world doesn't tolerate it. If he does so, he will only completely destroy the person he loves the most.

Struggling violently in his heart, his emotions surged like a turbulent sea. Gradually, Bai Ziyan's face turned pale, and then turned from white to blue, his breathing became short of breath, and his panting was accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, which shocked Han Jingyun's heart. Suddenly, without caring about anything else, he rushed forward, just in time to catch Bai Ziyan who was falling down.

"Master...Brother An..." But at this moment, Bai Ziyan had already fallen into a coma due to excessive emotional fluctuations, and there was even a line of blood overflowing from the corner of his lips, which looked shocking.

How weak is this body!

Han Jingyun's heart was pounding non-stop, it's fine that Bai Ziyan is about to embark on the road of no return he experienced, the most terrible thing is that he hasn't found his brother yet!To be more precise, he hasn't awakened his brother's soul yet. If this continues, won't his brother die with Bai Ziyan?If he died in this illusion, Zhu Xiyan's body in reality would also be damaged, it just depends on the severity of the injury.

Han Jingyun absolutely does not want to see such a thing happen.

He immediately picked up the man and put him on the low couch beside him. Without any medicine, he healed Bai Ziyan by infusing spiritual energy, but Bai Ziyan's body was too weak, even weaker than Zhu Xiyan's. Many, the treatment effect was really not obvious, but fortunately, Bai Ziyan's condition gradually improved, and some traces of blood finally returned to his face.

"Master, the master asked me to prepare refreshments for you...Master! What's the matter, master?" When the little book boy saw Bai Ziyan lying on the low couch with his eyes closed, he almost threw the tray out of his hand in fright. He managed to hold on tight, put the tray on the table, and rushed to his young master, as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"Ask the doctor! By the way, I'll invite the doctor..." In fact, when Bai Ziyan was in poor health a few years ago, he had too many previous convictions for fainting. The little book boy didn't even think about anything else, and rushed out I'm looking for a doctor.

"Wait! Ziyan is fine. He is just in a bad mood and fell asleep. Look at his face, does he seem to be sick?" Han Jingyun said this without any guilty conscience, and he gave the little book boy to him smoothly. Bluffed.

"Uh, it's really..." The little book boy still subconsciously probed his young master's breath, and found that his young master's breathing was steady and long, as if he was asleep, so he really felt at ease.

"Hey, I was scared to death, I thought the young master was sick again..."

"Okay, you go out and rest first, I will take care of you here, remember, don't tell others about this, lest your master and wife worry." How could he allow Bai Ziyan to sink into the abyss before it was time to make amends.

At least, he couldn't let Bai Ziyan sink into the abyss with his brother.

The little book boy agreed to go out, and the study became quiet again, only Han Jingyun and Bai Ziyan were left.

"Brother, when will you wake up..."

Bai Ziyan had been in a deep sleep, and Han Jingyun sat cross-legged in front of the low couch to meditate. After an unknown period of time, Bai Ziyan, who had been in a deep sleep, slowly opened his eyes, with doubts and bewilderment flashing in his eyes, as if he didn't understand. Where are you.

"Xiaoyun?" Such a call belongs only to Zhu Xiyan.

Obviously, the person who woke up at this time was Zhu Xiyan.

As soon as Han Jingyun heard the call, he immediately opened his eyes, which happened to meet Bai Ziyan's eyes, but at this moment, those eyes were filled with the brilliance he was familiar with.

"Brother! You're finally awake!" Han Jingyun's excitement was beyond words. He spread his arms and hugged him directly, "Brother, it's great that you woke up!"

But Zhu Xiyan, who was held in his arms, had a dazed expression on his face. After a long while, he slowed down, "You are... Xiaoyun? Why have you changed... ..."

Zhu Xiyan subconsciously expressed his doubts, and then he saw his own face in the bronze mirror.

"Fuck, who is this... No, it looks familiar... Isn't this the ghost in the painting?" Zhu Xiyan was amazed again and again, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth seemed to be unable to close.

"Yes, our souls should have been sucked into the painting. Now, you are Bai Ziyan, the ghost in the painting, and I am Bai Ziyan's favorite person, An Shuyan." The original introduction, which was ordinary, satisfactorily completed the plot In the end, for some reason, Zhu Xiyan heard it, but his ears started to burn inexplicably, as if Han Jingyun had said something terrible.

What does it mean to feel shy inexplicably?

Zhu Xiyan was a little mad in his heart, but kept calm on the face, and tried to divert his attention by asking questions constantly.

"The ghost in the painting is still alive now? Oh, I am indeed still alive..." Realizing that he asked a stupid question as soon as he asked, Zhu Xiyan blushed silently for a while, and almost had no face to look up at his brother.

This IQ, he himself can't stand it.

"Well, brother, we have to prevent the tragedy from happening. Although there is no evidence, I think that if the two of them die and the two of us fail to escape in time, maybe..."

"Maybe we will die too?" Zhu Xiyan quickly followed up, but he frightened himself, and quickly covered his mouth.

"It's not impossible, so we have to stop things and develop in the original direction, and we must also look for opportunities to escape at any time." Han Jingyun can feel that the illusion in this picture scroll is not a realm of death, so there must be a door to life .

It's just that he has no idea where the door of life is.

He guessed that the key to life must lie in Bai Ziyan, that is, his brother.

"Brother, feel it, where can we leave this illusion?"

Zhu Xiyan: "..." with a confused face.

Brother, are you so stimulated that you start talking nonsense right now?Shouldn't I be the one to ask you this question?

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