My nemesis begged me after my death

At that moment, Xie Guici didn't realize the impending collapse and danger hidden behind Xue Zhaowei's words, he just felt that there was an indescribable and deep sadness in Xue Zhaowei's tone.

——It was as if Xue Zhaowei already knew that what he was experiencing now was just an illusory dream.

And in the real world full of green peach blossoms, Jiang Dengnian has died completely, with no bones left.

.........

Xue Zhaowei sat for a while longer, and fed Xie Guici a medicine. Xie Guici tasted a little sweetness on the tip of his tongue. Sublingual, not swallowed.He thought that this was probably the medicine that Xue Zhaowei found to treat "Heyue Jun". Judging from the strong fragrance of the medicine, even if Heyue Jun was a half-dead person, he would be alive and kicking after taking this medicine.

——This also means that Xie Guici has to wake up.

Moreover, the time flow in the illusion is about twenty times different from the time flow in this world. Although it sounds like a lot, the time left for him is actually very tight.

He Yuejun woke up on a spring morning. The disciples on duty tied up the brocade tents that had been scattered in the hall, and tied the tassels slightly, and tied them into a beautiful knot.The disciple looked at it for a while, and after making sure that the knot was tied correctly, he turned his head and met Xie Guici's slightly bent eyes.

"........."

After staring at each other for a while, the disciple stepped back two steps, and ran out without saying a word. Xie Guici nodded his eyelids in surprise. Could it be that his appearance is scary?

He was troubled for a moment, and heard another sound of footsteps coming from far and near, arriving together with the familiar fragrance of peach blossoms after the snow.

The disciple followed Xue Zhaowei half a step slowly: "Jun Heyue just woke up."

"I see." Xue Zhaowei replied softly, without any obvious joy or anger in his tone, the disciple wondered in his heart, the suzerain had worked so hard on He Yuejun's injury before, why did He Yuejun look unhappy when He Yuejun woke up?

After telling and answering, Xue Zhaowei had already arrived in front of "He Yuejun".

He Yuejun sat on the bed with his hands propped up, his face looked a little pale at the moment when he woke up from a serious injury, as if he had lost too much blood.Compared with Xie Guici's, his face is not as gorgeous as the main body's appearance, but it is more outstanding than his expression.Seeing him, Xue Zhaowei's indifferent expression softened a bit, "How is your injury?"

"No problem." Xie Guici said, and he thought that at this point in time he probably didn't know Xue Zhaowei, he was only famous for Mr. Cangxue but had never met him before, so he said, "Thank you for your help."

He thought that there was nothing wrong with what he said, and his manners were well handled, but Xue Zhaowei immediately frowned after hearing what he said, "You don't remember me?"

"Do I know you...?" Xie Guici was even more surprised than him. Could it be that they knew each other early in the fantasy world set by Mr. Cangxue?This was something he was completely unaware of.Xie Guici thought for a while, in order to prevent Xue Zhaowei from being unable to answer the question about their acquaintance experience, he just pushed the boat along and pretended not to remember anything.

Having made up his mind, Xie Guici raised his eyes to meet Xue Zhaowei again.

At this very moment, he didn't notice that Xue Zhaowei put his hand on the hilt of the sword calmly, and then let go of it, half an inch of cold light secretly fell back into the scabbard.

Xie Guici smiled and said: "Could it be that I and your Excellency once met by fate, but I don't remember it—this is my fault. I apologize to you first, and you might as well tell me how we met? "

Xue Zhaowei didn't reply to his words, his eyes slid from his forehead to the tip of his nose, then to his lips, and finally slid over his delicate and beautiful chin, before he said slowly: "Then what do you remember?"

"........."

Xie Guici didn't know what he should remember for a while, so he tentatively asked, "I remember that I seem to have a...a Taoist partner with deep feelings?"

As soon as these words were uttered, the air seemed to freeze, and Xue Zhaowei's eyes became more gloomy and cold.

"Really? So you still remember this?"

There was a bit of unreasonable coldness in his ending.

He Yuejun curled up his fingers, realizing later that he might have said something that touched Xue Zhaowei Nilin, but after thinking about it, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with the two words he said after waking up.

Xie Guici: "...Did I remember wrongly?"

"Apart from this, what else do you remember?" Xue Zhaowei repeated the question just now.Xie Guici, who was completely confused about the current situation, decided to pretend to have amnesia to the end, and shook his head decisively: "...I really don't seem to remember something clearly."

Anyway, if there is any embarrassment, it is only Xue Zhaowei's imaginary He Yuejun, and he has nothing to do with Xie Guici.

"The things in the past are nothing important, if you can't remember...you can't remember." Xue Zhaowei took a deep look at him and said lightly.

Hearing his attitude, Xie Guici couldn't figure out for a moment what his relationship with Xue Zhaowei was in this illusion, so he nodded with a normal face.

Xue Zhaowei didn't stay for long, but the young disciple who was with him was left to take care of Xie Guici.It is said to be looking after, but in fact it is just to say a few words with Xie Guici.

The little disciple's temper is somewhat similar to Mr. Cangxue's, and he is not a character who takes the initiative to talk to people. Xie Guici only answers one sentence when asked, and refuses to say the rest, just like a saw-mouthed gourd.

"What is the relationship between your suzerain and me?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

"Why is your suzerain not very happy to see me waking up just now?"

"The suzerain has always been like this, He Yue-jun may have misunderstood."

"Are you Xue Zhaowei's direct disciple? Why do you speak in the same tone as him!"

"The suzerain did not accept disciples."

"........."

Xie Guici asked for a long time, and found that the people around Xue Zhaowei didn't know anything about his thoughts, but fortunately, he was not someone who liked to embarrass himself, so he directly found a reasonable reason for Xue Zhaowei in his heart - Mr. Cangxue didn't With an approachable personality, his attitude towards Jiang Dengnian is much better than others. Maybe Mr. Zangxue believes in the saying that "the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water".

After he made up excuses for Xue Zhaowei, he didn't see anyone for another two days, but the panacea and panacea were placed in front of Xie Guici's eyes one by one, filling the entire table, even if it was a lonely soul that had been dead for 800 years Wild ghosts can also be brought back to life by these medicines.

The disciple on duty said to him: "The suzerain said that these medicines are good for your injury."

Xie Guici looked away from the pile of medicine bottles: "Where is your suzerain?"

Disciple on duty: "The suzerain has been in the library for the past few days."

Xie Guici stood up: "I'll go find him."

After leaving the gate of the hall, bypassing the hall full of green peach blossoms, to the main hall where the disciples study in front, Xie Guici remembered that he was not familiar with Wushan, and could not find where the library the disciples were talking about was located.Moreover, his spiritual consciousness was also limited in the illusion, and he could not release his spiritual consciousness to locate Xue Zhaowei's position.

He stood there for a while, when a man dressed differently from other disciples came over and looked at him carefully.Judging by his attire and accessories around his waist, he should be someone like an elder of the sect.

Master Su Xing looked at Xie Guici, saw that he was wearing the uniform of his nephew, and immediately knew his identity - the person in front of him was the person his nephew had worked so hard to get back.Master Su Xing had a good impression of He Yuejun, and also felt that he was a rare young genius in the world of cultivating immortals, but his fate with his nephew was really a step too late.

If Xue Zhaowei is willing to set the bottom line, things may turn around a bit... What a pity!

"Heyue-jun." Daoist Su Xing slightly nodded, "I've heard about Heyue-jun's young talents, but when I saw him today, his demeanor is beyond comparison to these stubborn disciples of mine."

Xie Guici: "Your Excellency?"

"I'm under Daoxing Xingxing."

As soon as he said that, Xie Guici remembered the identity of this person. Cang Xuejun's uncle was also a famous big shot when he was young, but he was injured when facing the Twelve Gates of the Demon Realm in the early years, and his cultivation base was affected. If there is a loss, he retreats behind the scenes and doesn't pay much attention to mundane affairs.

"So it's the real Su Xing." Xie Guici met Li, "Does the real know where the library is?"

Master Su Xing narrowed his eyes: "Are you looking for someone?"

"Yes." Xie Guici was also very calm, "I wanted to thank Mr. Zangxue for saving his life in person, but Mr. Zangxue has been busy with his affairs these past two days, so he has not had the opportunity to see Mr. Zangxue. Today I listen to the disciples of your sect. Said Mr. Zangxue was in the library, so I wanted to find a chance to thank him in person."

Master Su Xing had kind eyes and kind eyes, and his expression became more relaxed after hearing Xie Guici's words: "Heyue Jun has a heart, but my nephew's temperament is quite different from other people's. Since he is willing to save you, he didn't think about asking for anything in return. If you insist on thanking him, it will make him unhappy."

"Having said that, Lord Cangxue has a great kindness to me. If it wasn't for Lord Cangxue, I'm afraid I would have died in the northern wilderness. Such a great kindness, how can I not thank you?" Xie Guici smiled slightly, neither humble nor overbearing answer.

"In this case, let me take you to find him. The library is an important place of our sect, and you are not allowed to trespass unless you have the identity token of your sect's disciple." Daoist Su Xing told him, "There are many formations left by the ancestors on Wushan Mountain. , He Yue-jun should be more careful."

"Understand."

Master Su Xing led him to the door of the library, asked the guard elders to put him in and left. Xie Guici walked in, and a dazzling array of fragments of ancient books immediately filled the entire field of vision, and many books overflowed with bits and pieces of aura.During the period, many sect disciples shuttled through the period.

This library building alone shows that the sect has a profound foundation. In the early years of Duyue Mountain, there were many ancient books, but in the past few years, they have been used by Master Yuheng to exchange spirit stones, leaving only a beautiful and exquisite shelf.

The library building is divided into three floors. Xue Zhaowei's aura is on the third floor. Xie Guici went all the way up the third floor. Except for Xue Zhaowei, no one else was seen.Mr. Zangxue is holding an ancient scroll and reading it with lowered eyes.Xie Guici glanced at it. The title of the book is in ancient seal script - "Sixteen Volumes of Miscellaneous Talks about the Past". It looks like a miscellaneous book for passing the time in leisure time, but the books that can be placed on the third floor of the library should not only be Just idle books.

"You came."

Xue Zhao raised his eyes slightly, and there was a shadow under his eyelids, which made the lines of his eyebrows thin and sharp.

"Mr. Zang Xue is really hard for me to find." Xie Guici said with a smile.

"...What do you want from me?" Xue Zhaowei asked softly after a while.

Xie Guici put on the same rhetoric he used for Su Xing: "I came here specially to thank Mr. Zang Xue for saving my life."

"Thank me?" Xue Zhaowei's eyes fell on Xie Guici's face from a certain point in the air beside Xie Guici's side, his knuckles resting on the edge of the book slightly exerted force, and his voice was still indifferent:

"Then how are you going to thank me?"

The author has something to say:

The first step in chasing your wife: repay your kindness.