Decades later, when Chu Xiuran looked back at the scene where the two met for the first time, he couldn't help sighing.

The world is impermanent...

Ten thousand years at a glance...

But at this moment, Chu Xiuran only had one thought in his mind, and that was that the person in front of him was too good-looking.

The facial features are exquisite, plump and handsome, with cool eyes, indifferent eyebrows, thin lips tightly pressed, and the blood stains on the corners of his lips that have not been wiped clean.

It was the tinge of bright red at the corner of his lips that gave him a more vivid color, like a red rose blooming in the snow, adding a bit of vitality to his blandness.

A head of blue hair was scattered on his shoulders, and the wind from the top of the mountain blew through his hair and passed over his indifferent face.

He is extremely tall, a head taller than others, but his temperament is too cold, making people feel inaccessible, aloof and unyielding, like a heavenly man.

He was a little dumbfounded.

This is a kind of beauty that is difficult to describe. Even though Chu Xiuran searched all the words in his mind, he finally came up with only four words - the posture of heaven and man.

Just standing there is enough to attract everyone's attention.

As if there was some kind of induction in the dark, Chu Xiuran felt that he had seen this tragically beautiful young man in black before him somewhere.

It sounds a bit mysterious, but there is a feeling of deja vu.

"Host, don't be dazed, admit your mistake quickly." At critical moments, the system had to be reminded.

Chu Xiuran reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and solemnly knelt down and kowtowed in the direction given by the system.

"The disciple didn't hold any complaints against the master. It's just that he was dizzy and mistook the wrong person just now. The disciple knows his mistake and asks the master to punish him."

Without the memory of inheriting the original owner, Chu Xiuran only recognized the people who appeared in front of him a while ago, such as senior sister Gu Lian, third senior brother Wu Xinyu, and fourth senior brother Ji Shuyun.

Other than that, he didn't know anyone.

Now Chu Xiuran can clearly see the appearance of his nominal master.

Hehe, he's numb.

This master looks so young, he looks only 40 or [-] years old, no matter how you look at it, the old man just now looks more like his master.

Shen Qingcheng just looked at the little apprentice kneeling on the ground quietly, his eyes revealed complicated and difficult emotions.

In the past, let alone kneeling down, just scolding a few words, this little thorn would have to play pranks on him for a few days.

However, in three years, the arrogance of his body has been worn away.

As a master, this is what Shen Qingcheng does not want to see.

Chu Xiuran didn't dare to get up without getting a word of approval.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and he shivered, feeling like he had fallen into an ice cave.

The people at the scene came to their senses, and looked at Qingfeng Immortal Zun hesitantly.

Especially Gu Lian, who was worried that the little junior brother would collapse after being blown by the cold wind.

A pair of affectionate autumn water eyes are full of prayers.

Shen Qingcheng couldn't stand this kind of gaze.

"Okay, get up."

As if receiving an amnesty, Chu Xiuran let out a long sigh of relief, and stood up tremblingly with Gu Lian's support.

"Thank you, Master..."

The boy's always flamboyant expression is inexplicably docile at the moment, his pale face, sweaty and frail body, and the fatigue and weakness revealed between his brows all show the boy's unique sense of fragmentation.

Even in such embarrassment, he is also extremely beautiful.

It's just that Chu Xiuran is more haggard in beauty than in the past.

Seeing him showing such a frail appearance, everyone at the scene sighed and sighed.

Chu Xiuran raised his eyes, and once again bumped into the indifferent gaze from those cold eyes.

It's that look again.

Compared with other people's eyesight, it is difficult for him not to pay attention.

"System, have you noticed that man, why does he keep looking at me like this?"

The system chuckled: "If it was you, a magnanimous cultivation path was ruined by someone, and you still imagined that they would be kind to you? It would be good if they didn't draw their swords and stab you to death on the spot."

"What... do you mean?"

"He is the son of luck."

"Mo Linyuan." The system said.

Hearing these words, Chu Xiuran was numb.

It turned out that he was Mo Linyuan.

The black figure that passed out in the cave... No wonder I felt familiar with his figure.

"By the way, the blood at the corner of his mouth..."

The system said: "Thanks to the original owner's blessing, how can I do it if my cultivation base has plummeted, my body is damaged, and there are no sequelae left on my body?"

Chu Xiuran was silent.

Mo Linyuan's physical condition seemed to be very bad.

The moment he learned that Mo Linyuan was the other party, Chu Xiuran felt an indescribable complex emotion in his chest.

This inexplicable emotion made his heart uncomfortable, his breathing was difficult, and there was sour heat in his eyes.

He quickly lowered his head.

The act of letting Chu Xiuran ascend the heavenly ranks and admit his mistakes is tantamount to showing a truth to everyone in the sect: the crimes committed by this scoundrel are now being punished, so let's just expose this matter.

But there is one thing, Chu Xiuran has not explained the whereabouts of the half of the natal pearl.

Shen Qingcheng coughed, looked at his big apprentice, and said to Chu Xiuran: "Besides that, do you have anything else to say?"

His original intention was to let the little apprentice tell the whereabouts of the half of the natal pearl along the way.

But seeing his precious apprentice lower his eyes, he replied softly: "Yes..."

"I have something I want to say to Senior Brother."

Under the gaze of everyone, he gently broke free from Gu Lian's support, and slowly came to Mo Linyuan's side step by step.

The boy raised his head, revealing the corners of his red eyes.

There was a ripple in Mo Linyuan Gujing's calm eyes.

"Big Brother..."

The young man seemed to be about to cry in the next second, and there was a little choking in his voice.

"Sorry……"

Chu Xiuran knew that no matter how much he said, he could not make up for Mo Linyuan's loss.

But this sorry, he had to say it no matter what.

"Host, why are you crying all of a sudden, can you bear it, it's a bit embarrassing."

"Shut up, you think I want to be so ashamed, I just can't help it..."

Chu Xiuran wiped his tears with the back of his hand, but the tears were like broken beads, which could not be wiped clean.

Drop by drop emerged from the corners of his eyes, slid down his cheeks, and hit the ground.

The system didn't see it, and after a reminder to pay attention to the task, it blocked the scene.

The person involved, Mo Linyuan, clearly hadn't said anything yet, but Chu Xiuran showed this look, as if Mo Linyuan didn't forgive him, and he might cry forever.

The young man bit his lip, weeping sporadically, his whole face flushed from crying.

The tip of the nose and the ends of the eyes were red, and after crying like this, his originally pale complexion became somewhat brighter.

But when he cried, he didn't make a sound, he just bit his lips and wept silently, as if he was crying hard and made a twitching sound.

This look is far more wronged and uncomfortable than crying.

The few people who had always loved Chu Xiuran showed distressed expressions.

Only Mo Linyuan's face was cold, and there was a gloomy and obscure light in his eyes looking down at him.

"Did you really know you were wrong?"

Mo Linyuan's voice was cold and indifferent just like himself.

Good to hear……

"Wrong, wrong, I know I was wrong." Chu Xiuran nodded hastily, unable to see the expression on his face clearly through layers of fog.

An inaudible sigh came from beside my ear, "In that case..."

The sound suddenly disappeared, and there was silence all around.

No, since that's the case!

Chu Xiuran is burning with anxiety, you should finish your sentence.

The pleasant voice was getting lower and lower, and suddenly there was a burst of noise in his ears, as if someone was calling his name.

Only then did Chu Xiuran realize why his eyes were dark.

In a daze, he seemed to see the slender figure in front of him move away just before he fell down.

Let him fall to the ground as hard as iron.

The floor is so cold.

But that person's heart was even colder.

Chu Xiuran wept silently and passed out completely.

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