Jin Guangyao is also a duplicitous character, Xue Yang never sees through him, only knows that this evil friend ordered Xue Yang to be killed in front of everyone, but in the end he spared his life - Xue Yang once thought he was lucky to survive, It wasn't until after Xiao Xingchen died that he killed Chang Ping's family with the Shuanghua sword. Su She came to find him and brought Jin Guangyao's message. Life.Jin Guangyao asked Xue Yang to hide his name and do what he wanted to do, and he also gave Jin Guangyao some innocuous favors, but he didn't mention the half of the Yinhu Talisman that Xue Yangshun gave out of the Jin family.
It is true that Xue Yang was seriously injured and nearly died, but Jin Guangyao's disappearance was not what Jin Guangyao expected.I also guessed whether Jin Guangyao pretended to be friendly because of the half of the Yinhu Talisman, but he didn't know the answer until he died, so he gave up.Now that I think about it, it was really strange to see Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji and his party on the day of his death, because I don't know who led them to Yicheng, and why that person did so.
In this life, Xue Yang carefully hid his whereabouts, and Jin Guangyao didn't find him. Xue Yang was able to enjoy peace with Xiao Xingchen for more than ten years, but it didn't mean that he didn't have any worries.
Calculating the time, it has been a few years since Wei Wuxian seized his home. Xue Yang doesn't know how things will develop in this life, but he doesn't want to take risks.He hadn't wanted to repair this useless Yinhu Talisman for a long time, but as long as this half of the Death Talisman was there, the threat would always be there.It is impossible to throw this thing to anyone casually, Xue Yang thought about it, and the only way to go is to destroy it.He has been looking for a way to destroy the Yinhu Talisman for the past few years, and has tried several times on and off. Now half of the Yinhu Talisman in the fire has been completely damaged. If there is no accident, it can be completely wiped out tonight.
The Yinhu Talisman is indeed a rare fetish that cannot be found, and it will be destroyed once, but Xue Yang has no regrets.In fact, he rarely feels the emotion of "regret", and it is difficult for him to be touched by the death of a person or the passing of a thing.When he got the opportunity to restore the Yinhu Talisman and got Wei Wuxian's manuscript, he was very excited, as if he had already grasped the scepter that trampled all living beings, but now it is easier to discard them than to get them. It can be said that he has no heart. No waves.
He guarded the weird blue flame, but what he was thinking in his heart was that Lu Chong Ye was cold, so the Taoist priest should not throw the quilt to catch the cold.
The strong wind was blowing, Xue Yang cast another blood curse, and the flames became bigger and higher. He was just impatient why the thing hadn't been burned yet, thinking that if he went back when the morning market was open, he could still bring some to the Taoist priest. A bowl of warm, sweet and glutinous glutinous rice balls.
The demon fire was fierce, Xue Yang blessed him with spiritual power, and in the second half of the night, he gradually felt exhausted.He has never learned Taoism from a teacher, and he stepped into the ranks of immortal cultivators by accident, and he doesn't practice much spiritual power. Even if he hastily picked it up and practiced it in the past few years, his spiritual power is not as deep as those from aristocratic families who practiced since childhood. Tiger Talisman must not have this part of the reason.
It was almost time to melt the Yin Tiger Talisman. Xue Yang was empty inside, wiped off his sweat, and was about to let the bloodlet and add the Talisman. He rested for a while before continuing, when he suddenly felt a hand on his back, and the continuous spiritual power followed him. It came.
Xue Yang was horrified, and when he turned around, he saw the Taoist priest standing behind him with the same expression.
"Dao..." Xue Yang coughed from the cold wind, his voice was hoarse, "Taoist..."
Xiao Xingchen nodded slightly, and didn't ask Xue Yang what he was doing in such a remote place without sleeping in the middle of the night, nor did he say why he was here.
Xue Yang's eyes were slightly astringent, feeling the gentle spiritual power of the Taoist priest, he calmed down, turned his head to control the already weak flame.
When the wind stopped and the clouds rested, the sky was covered with white light, and only a pile of ashes and an open space that had been burned by the fire remained in the wild grass.
Xue Yang confirmed that the destruction of the talisman was successful and there would be no future troubles, and he destroyed the scene so that nothing could be seen. Then he walked up to Xiao Xingchen, opened his mouth, and only said one sentence: "Daozhang, you can go back."
Since then, there will be no more Yinhu Talisman in the world.
Jiuniang Yuanzi was not bought, because it was not on the way, and because Xiao Xingchen felt that Xue Yang was exhausted, he led him back to Yizhuang, washed his face and let him lie down and sleep.
"Daoist... Daoist lie down with me too." Xue Yang was so tired that his eyelids were fighting, but his fingers were still hooked on Xiao Xingchen's clothes to prevent him from leaving.
Xiao Xingchen folded his clothes and lay down beside him. Xue Yang closed his eyes and immediately put his head into his neck, hugged Xiao Xingchen's waist and let out a long sigh of relief.
Xue Yang was very sleepy, but felt that there was still something to say clearly, but his mind was too messed up, so he couldn't think of where to start, so he just said: "I burned some things."
Xiao Xingchen pinched the back of his neck, followed him and asked, "Is it important?"
"Well... it's important, it's not important..." Xue Yang said in confusion, "the Taoist priest is the most important..."
Xiao Xingchen laughed silently, patted him on the back, and coaxed him, "Go to sleep for a while, we'll talk about it when we wake up. You're too tired."
Xue Yang fell into a deep sleep.
Later, when Xue Yang thought about what happened that day, he always felt that Xiao Xingchen knew that Xue Yang was doing tricks behind his back. It might be because the two of them had a lot of burdens to prevent A-Qing's child from being recognized as a godfather, but the Taoist priest never asked, Came here at the last moment and stood by Xue Yang's side to accompany him to complete the last step.
The Taoist priest didn't even know what kind of destruction and rebirth had happened in front of him, but he stood there firmly, without any doubt, and when Xue Yang cleared his mind and told him after waking up, he only smiled and touched Xue Yang. Yang's hair, and said "Thanks for your hard work" to Xue Yang, nothing else.
Xue Yang occasionally wanted to ask Xiao Xingchen what he was thinking when he went to find him, but when he saw the Taoist priest's smile, he felt that there was no need to ask anything.
Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen wanted the same thing, and that was enough.
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It was New Year's Eve again, Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen took a bath together after eating and drinking, but they didn't go to bed to rest, but got dressed again and changed into the clothes they were about to go out.
After Xue Yang counted his bags, he picked up the wine jug that was warming on the stove, and handed it to Xiao Xingchen.Xiao Xingchen held the wine jug for a drink, Xue Yang took it back and took two mouthfuls, then wiped his mouth, poured the remaining half of the wine jar on the bed, table, and cabinet, and finally smashed the empty wine jar By the tub.The broken pieces of clay and pottery were still splashing, Xue Yang took the oil pot full of lamp oil again, and poured it all over Yizhuang.
The mixed smell of spirits and lamp oil was a bit offensive, Xiao Xingchen walked to the bedside, touched the bed frame and quilt, and did not let go for a long time.
Leaving was not a whim.Ever since Xue Yang told about the Yinhu Talisman, even if he didn't have the culprit of dying early, Xiao Xingchen still thought about it, thinking that the two of them had stayed in Yicheng for too long, and it was time to find another place.
Slowly, it's the end of the year.Two days ago, when Xue Yang saw Xiao Xingchen silently collecting things and helping out occasionally, he asked him, "Master Daoist, have you made up your mind? Is... are you really going to leave? Don't want A-Qing anymore?"
Xiao Xingchen said, "A-Qing has a husband and a child, so it's never my turn to ask me if I want it."
Xue Yang asked again, "You're not going to be a godfather anymore?"
Xiao Xingchen replied to him: "I never thought about becoming one."
"Then..." Xue Yang pulled Xiao Xingchen in front of him, pressed his forehead against him, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to save the world?"
Xiao Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "When I first came out of the mountain, Master told me to do everything according to my ability. In fact, I never dreamed that I could save the world. I just tried my best to do things that can save the world all these years. Things are better in this world, but please have a clear conscience, as for how much you have done, and whether you can change anything... It is determined by man and God, I will not force it."
"Oh..." Xue Yang whispered, "But if you only want me, you really can't do anything big."
"It's not a trivial matter if I can look after you." Xiao Xingchen smiled slightly.
"That's right. Daoist, does this count as eliminating harm for the people?" Xue Yang teased him, and said boldly, "If you look at me, it's a big deal for the people of the world..."
Xiao Xingchen laughed for a while, then he stopped, stroked Xue Yang's face, and said slowly, "It's also my big business."
"There are countless newcomers to be heroes in this world, and there is no shortage of Xiao Xingchen. But my Ayang... I am the only Daoist." Xiao Xingchen said, "If I were to sacrifice my life to help the world, I would be able to do nothing. Complaints, I will die, but if I break you... I am not willing. As far as I am concerned, I am just an ordinary person."
What he said made Xue Yang's eyes turn red, and he bowed his head and rubbed against the shoulder of this unparalleled Taoist priest for a long time.
Xue Yang desperately wanted to catch Xiao Xingchen in order to have this one and only, but Xiao Xingchen was willing to give up his past for Xue Yang.
It's hard to tell who paid more, but they all have no turning back, and they all have to look forward.
"Taoist?" Xue Yang emptied the oil pot, saw Xiao Xingchen dazed by the bed, and asked him, "What's wrong? Can't bear it?"
Xiao Xingchen withdrew his hand and shook his head: "I'm not reluctant... It's just that you did it so hard at the beginning, it's a pity to ruin it."
Xue Yang raised his eyebrows and walked towards him: "What's the matter, I'll make another one later. Whatever the Taoist priest likes, if you have any requests, just ask, I will do it."
Xiao Xingchen smiled noncommittal.He stood by the bed with his head bowed, and suddenly drew out the Shuanghua sword, and put it on his neck.Xue Yang was still some distance away from him. Seeing his smooth movements, his face turned pale. Just as he was about to stop him, Xiao Xingchen cut off a strand of hair and handed him the sword, telling Xue Yang to do the same. Shave a few hairs down.
Xue Yang did as he did, handed his hair to Xiao Xingchen, sheathed his sword, and gripped Xiao Xingchen's hand and complained, "The Taoist priest threatened me. I thought the Taoist priest was going to die for love with me because he was reluctant to leave."
Xiao Xingchen smiled: "Of course you have to live well if you can live, why are you dreaming?"
Pausing again, he raised his hand to stroke Xue Yang's hair: "I won't leave you behind."
"...Mmm." Xue Yang lowered his eyes and kissed the Daoist Priest's lips, and replied, "Got it."
Xiao Xingchen combined the two locks of hair together, divided them into two strands and tied them separately, put one strand into an empty brocade bag and placed it on the bed, and then slowly walked behind Xue Yang.
Xue Yang picked up the lighted torch and swept it on the bed. The tangled hair of the two of them instantly withered and turned into ashes, and remained in Yizhuang forever as a part of them.Xue Yang walked around the room, the flames formed a line along the wine and oil stains, and the room was suddenly bright as day.
Xue Yang threw down the torch, turned around and led Xiao Xingchen out.
They stood in front of Yizhuang for a while, and when the fire was out of control and there was no room for fighting, the sound of firecrackers welcoming the God of Wealth also came from the city one after another.
Midnight has passed, and the new year is here.Aqing and Lin Yilu have both sons and daughters, Hui Niang and Liu Shuangmu are loving as usual, the doctor is still talking about becoming a handsome wild doctor but he has taken in an apprentice, the old man who sells vegetables tells his grandson interesting things about farming...the sound of firecrackers, farewell to the old and usher in the new, people People are happy and families are reunited. No one knows that this small righteous village has been burned down, and it is difficult for those who come after to see who was once housed in this dilapidated and scorched courtyard.
The roof suddenly collapsed, and Xue Yang's clothes were blown up by the heat wave. He looked at Xiao Xingchen and said beamingly, "Master Dao, happy new year."
Xiao Xingchen also turned to face him, and said, "Happy New Year, happiness and peace, A Yang."
After speaking, they turned around together, leaving behind the raging flames and ruins, and with them, the ten years they spent together in Yicheng.
I haven't figured out where to go in the future.Xue Yang wanted to go to Miaojiang to see, but he was afraid that the poor mountains and rivers would not suit him. Xiao Xingchen thought about Xue Yang's legs hurting in the rain and wanted to go to the northwest, but there was no conclusion. Going to be a fisherman in the land of the Southern Barbarians... There is no plan, no purpose, but with people around, there are many possibilities.As for how A-Qing would shed tears the next day when she saw the farewell letter that said "Don't read it", they had no time to worry about it.
The cold moon hangs high, the lone star is dotted, and the two who have been entangled for half their lives lean on each other as tightly as they did when they came, and walk into the vast night.No one ever looked back.
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The disease outside the episode
In the winter of A-Qing's second year in Yizhuang, Xiao Xingchen fell ill with a high fever, and the doctor prescribed medicine that didn't help.
Xiao Xingchen himself didn't feel anything, just a little tired, and then he had a headache and fever, and occasionally coughed a few times, but Xue Yang and A-Qing would ask "Is the Daoist better?" after a while, more anxious than him .
In the evening Xiao Xingchen drank another bowl of medicine, but the fever still persisted. A-Qing was concerned that she didn't want to go to sleep when the time came, so she diligently added firewood to the stove and said, "The Daoist is warming up, and the doctor said it's mainly due to the fever." , just sweat it out."
The room was very warm, Xiao Xingchen thanked A-Qing, and coughed up again.
Xue Yang fetched water to wipe his face, and said irritably, "Why are you still coughing?"
Xiao Xingchen said nonchalantly, "People will always get sick sometimes."
A-Qing thought Xue Yang's tone was bad, and just choked up a few words, Xue Yang frowned, grabbed her by the back of the collar, pushed A-Qing out the door, and snapped the latch with a bang.
A-Qing reacted by knocking loudly on the door, but Xue Yang turned a deaf ear to it. He went straight to Xiao Xingchen, took the temperature of his forehead, bent down and lifted Xiao Xingchen up, walked behind the screen and threw him on the bed.
Xiao Xingchen was a little dizzy from being jolted, so he sat up slowly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xue Yang took off his coat carefully, knelt on one knee and went to bed, and said, "It's good to sweat, right?"
Xiao Xingchen was stunned for a moment, his coat had already been stripped off, Xue Yang pushed him down on the bed with the inner lining of his jacket, and his legs were pushed aside by Xue Yang's waist.
A-Qing couldn't hear what was going on inside, so the door calls became quieter, and she stomped her feet as she walked to her room and scolded Xue Yang for being a bad thing.
Xiao Xingchen heard Xue Yang open and close the dark cabinet next to the bed. The cabinet only contained ointment—it would be a fool not to know what Xue Yang was going to do.Xiao Xingchen was dizzy, reached out to caress Xue Yang's side neck, and found that he was still wearing an underwear, his fingers slipped over his collar, and said, "Don't mess around..."
Xue Yang pulled the quilt to cover him well, took off Xiao Xingchen's pants under the quilt, scooped out the grease and warmed it in the palm of his hand, lowered his head to kiss Xiao Xingchen's lips, and said, "I'm not messing around. This time sweating, the Taoist priest will be fine..."
Xiao Xingchen turned his face to one side, Xue Yang kissed him on the face, but was blocked when he wanted to go further, Xiao Xingchen resolutely refused: "Be careful of getting sick."
As he spoke, he struggled a bit and didn't want Xue Yang to continue.He was sick and weak, Xue Yang suppressed him effortlessly, and as soon as his fingertips were stained with ointment, he found a place to deliver it, Xiao Xingchen immediately clamped his body and let out a muffled grunt, then regained his strength and pushed Xue Yang angrily.
Xue Yang kept his subordinates, saying, "It's just a cold, it won't give me any sickness."
Xiao Xingchen couldn't resist Xue Yang, and was so teased that he couldn't breathe well. After a while, he relaxed his body and fulfilled Xue Yang's wish, but he only accepted Xue Yang's murderous object, and still stubbornly turned his head and refused to kiss him.
"I'm still angry." Seeing him struggling with twisting his neck, Xue Yang smiled and tried his best, picked him up and sat facing each other, pinching Xiao Xingchen's leg to make him sit deeper.
Xiao Xingchen was limp all over, lying on Xue Yang's shoulder with his head out, panting, coughing a few times when he was panting hard.
Xue Yang covered Xiao Xingchen's back with the quilt and tucked it tightly, slowed down a bit, and muttered, "Hurry up, I'm so distressed by the cough."
Xiao Xingchen clasped Xue Yang's waist with both hands, and hearing his words were half troubled and half worried, he pinched the flesh on his waist with a smile, and said, "It's almost over, don't mess with me."
He smiled and coughed a few times, Xue Yang tilted his head and bit his neck, grinding his teeth with the piece of meat in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Yes, just finish this one."
What a mess.
Xiao Xingchen was bitten so much that he wanted to shrink his neck, he raised his hand to touch Xue Yang's face, and squeezed his cheek: "Why are you so fierce?"
Xue Yang sucked his teeth on the mark he had bitten out, then turned his head and kissed Xiao Xingchen's finger.
"It's not fierce, it hurts you." Xue Yang pushed up violently as he said.
Xiao Xingchen was caught off guard for a moment, grabbed Xue Yang's clothes and let out a low cry, his body couldn't hold back and trembled.Xue Yang gasped when he was pinched, and with a smirk, he pressed him deeper into his arms, and said, "The Daoist bites too tightly, why are you so greedy?"
Xiao Xingchen's ears and neck were reddened by what he said, and he turned around and bit him hard on the shoulder.
The sick Taoist priest was softer and more manipulative, but he also had a big temper, and he knew that he was having trouble with Xue Yang.Xue Yang was very happy, he didn't say a serious word, he teased the Taoist priest while preventing the quilt from leaking air, and after a while, Xiao Xingchen was covered in sweat, he raised his hand to push the quilt, and protested to Xue Yang: "Hot... ..."
Xue Yang felt that Xiao Xingchen's back was soaked, so he pulled the quilt tighter, nodded and said, "It's quite hot."
Like whispering in Xiao Xingchen's ear, he stirred and teased implyingly: "The Taoist priest is almost heating me up."
He lowered his head and licked the sweat on Xiao Xingchen's neck, and said, "Why is there so much water coming out of the Taoist priest, huh? Is the Taoist priest made of water, so soft and so easy to fuck..."
Xiao Xingchen whimpered impatiently, slapped Xue Yang's mouth, weak and annoyed, and softly reprimanded: "Stop talking..."
Xue Yang stuck out the tip of his tongue and touched Xiao Xingchen's palm, and Xiao Xingchen withdrew his hand abruptly, not wanting to talk to him anymore.Xue Yang lifted Xiao Xingchen up a little and then pushed it down, he said dissatisfiedly, "What's the matter, you won't be allowed to talk without kissing?"
As he said that, he asked Xiao Xingchen to lie on the other side of his shoulders, and while complaining that the Taoist priest would not give him a kiss, he helped the Taoist priest pinch his sore shoulder and neck, nagging, almost putting Xiao Xingchen to sleep.
Xiao Xingchen was not in good condition, Xue Yang didn't dare to toss too much, and didn't dare to leave things in it. After doing it profusely, Xue Yang quickly poured the water he had prepared earlier into the bathtub, and hugged Xiao Xingchen. After cleaning it in hot water, I carried it back to the bed and put on clean clothes to sleep.
Xue Yang dried Xiao Xingchen's hair carefully, moved the fire closer, and got under the quilt to check the temperature of Xiao Xingchen's body.Xiao Xingchen was completely confused, and he didn't remember Xue Yang's teasing of him just now, but he moved closer to Xue Yang's side and hooked Xue Yang's finger.
"Why did you become clingy when you got sick?" Xue Yang muttered, smiling and hugging Xiao Xingchen tightly.
After hugging Xiao Xingchen for a long time, he felt that the heat on Xiao Xingchen's body had receded quite a bit. Xue Yang felt relieved, smacked his forehead, and said, "Just wait, it will be all right tomorrow. I will kiss him then." A good enough one."
Xiao Xingchen felt that he was childish, so he laughed lowly, raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "Go to sleep."
Xue Yang waited until Xiao Xingchen was about to fall asleep, and quietly lowered his head to press a kiss on the lips that Xiao had been thinking about all night.
The next day when Xiao Xingchen woke up, Xue Yang was leaning on top of him, licking his lips with his head down.
Xiao Xingchen subconsciously raised his hand to touch his forehead, before he touched it, Xue Yang grabbed his hand first, pried open Xiao Xingchen's teeth with the tip of his tongue, stirred it in his mouth, and withdrew to touch Xiao Xingchen's forehead Said: "It's not hot anymore."
Xiao Xingchen swallowed, the discomfort in his throat was no longer felt, and he also felt that Xue Yang's body temperature was higher, so he let out a breath slowly: "Yes."
Xue Yang smiled and rolled his eyes: "Master Daoist, I think that method is useful. Is it a prize for me?"
Xiao Xingchen blushed, and asked him gently what award he wanted.
Xue Yang first begged for a deep and long kiss with Xiao Xingchen, and then said that he wanted to hear what the Taoist priest had to say.
"Hmm... what did you say?" The Taoist priest, who couldn't speak sweet words, was stumped.
"I just want to hear what you think." Xue Yang had no choice but to torture him, "I helped the Taoist priest cure his illness. Does the Taoist priest have anything to say to me?"
Xiao Xingchen thought for a while and said, "Thank you for taking care of me. Thank you for your hard work, A Yang."
It was quite standard and nothing new, but Xue Yang was happy when he called Ah Yang, so he didn't care about it, kissed Xiao Xingchen a few more times, and said, "Is there another name? Isn't there another name?"
Xue Yang wagged his tail and muttered: "Your Xue Lang has been worrying all day, working hard without complaining..."
Xiao Xingchen couldn't stop laughing, he cupped Xue Yang's cheeks for a moment, touched his forehead lightly and said, "Thank you, my Xue Lang, for valuing me."
Xue Yang's face burned instantly, he smirked twice, couldn't bear it anymore, and buried his head into Xiao Xingchen's neck, took a few deep breaths, and said, "It's okay."
Although the Taoist priest who is sick is very sympathetic and painful, it is better to be healthy and comfortable.
Xue Yang woke up refreshed to buy groceries, and A-Qing saw him go out, and ran into the wing to say hello to the Taoist priest.The little girl expressed admiration for the Taoist priest's physique that healed from illness after a night's sleep, but luckily she didn't see the Taoist priest's red ears—she probably didn't want to know the reason.
The cold wind blew through the treetops, Xiao Xingchen added a firewood to the stove to make the room warm, and waited for the familiar footsteps to return by the wind.
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(Prequel) The Crazy Side Story
Eyes full of red, pungent smell, the high wall was shrouded in the silence of death.There was only one living person in the courtyard, dressed in black, like a ghost, holding a silver and white frosted long sword in his hand to wipe it quietly, and when all the convulsed people on the ground were exhausted and turned into corpses, he raised his head and screamed. Laugh, turn and leave.
He stepped on something with a puff, raised his foot, and an unrecognizable eyeball was hanging bloody on the sole of the shoe.
The man who was smiling all of a sudden turned his face down instantly, cursed bad luck, walked back a few steps, and found the last dead middle-aged man among the scattered corpses, rubbed the soles of his feet on that man, and then returned to smiling Appearance, walking away briskly.
The next day, the news of the extermination of the Chang family in Liyang spread like wildfire. Because the sharp weapon used to kill people and gouged out their eyes was recognized as the Shuanghua Sword, the owner of the Shuanghua Sword who had been betrayed by the Chang family was instantly pushed to the forefront, "Xiao Xingchen "One person is talked about again, but it is not the scenery that shocked the world when Shuanghua moved.
The real murderer leaned against Xiao Xingchen's coffin, laughing at the innocent corpse in the coffin: "Look at them, they are still deaf and blind, what kind of arrangement have you made in just a few days?"
He laughed and scolded, but they didn't get any response, because the dead didn't care about these false names.What's more, this person's soul has been scattered into pieces.
It was cold at the end of the year, and two months later there were uninvited guests from the Yizhuang.The visitor was tall and slender, dressed in night clothes, and quietly leaned against the base of the wall. As soon as Xue Yang entered the room, he threw a stone at the corner of the wall and said casually, "Get out, whether it's a human or a ghost."
After seeing the man's face clearly, Xue Yang laughed and said: "I thought it was someone who came to someone else's territory to play wild without even saying hello. It turned out to be Mr. Su. The most loyal dog under Jin Zongzhu is also a dog. Which one is a man or a ghost?" When they see me, they have to please me a little bit, of course the dog won’t greet people, it’s my fault for not being thoughtful.”
Su She ground his teeth and snorted coldly: "It really is you, Xue Yang."
"It's me, of course it's me. Who else could it be if it wasn't me? Are you surprised to see me alive?" Xue Yang listened carefully to the movements around him and realized that there was no ambush nearby. After wiping the dust, he threw the rag back and asked, "What's the matter with Jin Zongzhu asking you to come? It's been so long, why are you still biting me? I'm not in the way of his fame now." gone."
Su She's complexion was extremely bad, but he seemed to be afraid of something. He didn't start a fight with Xue Yang, nor did he start cursing. He stayed away from Xue Yang, and explained his intentions in a few words: Jin Guangyao did come here under Jin Guangyao's order, but it wasn't for Xue Yang's life. , just to confirm whether Xue Yang is really still alive.
Su She said that at the beginning Jin Guangyao instructed Su She to secretly disturb the sight of the other killers in order to give Xue Yang a chance, but in the end without Xue Yang's news, he could only resign himself to fate.
"The suzerain guessed that you were not dead yet, so he sent me to find out the truth."
Xue Yang sneered: "When I was chasing and killing me back then, I knew exactly who chased me the most. Didn't I send you because I was afraid that I would die? Now everyone thinks that Jin Zongzhu cleaned me up. He has already got what he wants, and you come to me again to pretend to be good people, saying that you didn't want my life before, so you think I'm a fool?"
Su She was about to speak, but Xue Yang raised his hand to interrupt him: "But there is no need to explain, anyway, we are not good people, if I were him, I would not be merciful, and I would be cleaner than him. Said Come on, what do you want to do now that the two have nothing to do with each other and come here again?"
But Su She didn't say anything. His mission on this trip seemed to be to confirm whether Xue Yang was dead or alive.
Xue Yang stretched his waist, and stopped him: "Let him say what Sect Master Jin wants. I also have something to ask him."
Two months later, Xue Yang met Jin Guangyao in Yizhuang.He was dressed in a very low-key manner. He was not wearing Jin's eye-catching gold star snow wave robe, but a set of inconspicuous dark blue uniforms. Hearing his master getting closer, he turned around with his hands behind his back and smiled slightly: " Chengmei, long time no see."
Xue Yang, who came back from foraging, licked his molars, glanced at the black coffin beside Jin Guangyao, and without looking at Su She who was standing by the wall, walked to the table and sat down, and put the vegetable basket He took out an apple and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"
"I won't snatch it from you." Jin Guangyao stood where he was watching him skilfully peeling rabbit apples, his eyebrows curved, "Cheng Mei kept it a secret, she was still alive and didn't come to see me, and I secretly burned it for several years." I don’t know which lonely ghost took all the paper money.”
Xue Yang knew that Jin Guangyao came here just because he opened his mouth out of recklessness, and he only listened to half of what he said, so he clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "What are you afraid of, are there still few people you should burn paper money? I'm afraid that even one person can't grab a piece of paper money!"
The apple had already been peeled, Xue Yang ate a piece, the dagger spun a few times in his palm, and suddenly flew out, before Jin Guangyao drew his sword, Su She had already rushed out to block, picked off the dagger, raised his sword and said angrily: " Xue Yang! Don't toast and refuse to eat the fine wine!"
As soon as the words were finished, a gust of wind blew in the hall. Su She turned around abruptly, dodging the fatal blow from the person behind him, but was still stabbed in the arm.He was about to fight, but he was grabbed by the collar and thrown into the yard, fell heavily to the ground, unable to stand up.
Jin Guangyao took a few steps back, looked at the "person" in the black Taoist robe with the whisk on his back, and said in surprise, "This is... Song Zichen, Daoist Song? He is..."
"I turned him into a murderous corpse." Xue Yang snapped his fingers and told Song Lan to stand by the wall. "If General Ghost is here, let them fight, maybe who will win."
Satisfied, he walked to the place where Su She was standing just now, wiped off the blood spattered on the coffin lid with his sleeve, and smiled at Jin Guangyao: "It's really more effective for a person with a high level of cultivation to make a murderous corpse, and it's very useful." Especially when he still remembers what happened when he was a human being, he hated me and had to obey my orders, let him go east but he can’t go west, let him kill him and he has to kill, it’s interesting, it’s really interesting.”
Jin Guangyao walked a few steps away from the coffin stand, and smiled: "Chengmei has achieved success in learning, congratulations."
Xue Yang was originally in a good mood, but when he heard Jin Guangyao call him that, he pulled his face again, and said calmly, "Don't call me that, it's disgusting."
The curvature of Jin Guangyao's mouth remained the same, he glanced at the black coffin behind Xue Yang, and asked carefully, "You turned Daoist Song into a murderous corpse, and then used the Shuanghua Sword... I guess, if the coffin is not empty, there are people lying in it. The... is Daoist Xiao Xingchen, right? Are you trying to turn him into a murderous corpse?"
Xue Yang raised his eyelids, and smiled, "Why? No way?"
Jin Guangyao was stunned: "Where. These two people refused to be guest servants of the Jin family, but in the end they were taken over by you for your own use. It is your ability, you can do what you say."
Only then did Xue Yang look better, and he repeated to himself, "Of course, I'll do as I say."
Su She had already got up from the ground and stood behind Jin Guangyao to stand by. He was not seriously injured, rubbed his chest and coughed twice. Jin Guangyao gave him a elixir, turned around and said to Xue Yang, "Let me come, What do I need to do?"
Xue Yang sized him up and smiled: "I should be the one who asked Sect Master Jin. It's been several years, and I'm still chasing him. Do you want to get something from me?"
Jin Guangyao looked at him and said, "I don't need anything now, I just wanted to visit an old friend, so I came here."
He looked very sincere, but Xue Yang didn't like this, and asked him in a blink of an eye, "Oh? Are you missing anything?"
Jin Guangyao spread his hands together: "Then tell me, what else am I missing? For example..."
"For example—" Xue Yang cut to the chase, "Yin Tiger Talisman?"
Jin Guangyao didn't change his face: "The Yin Tiger Talisman has long been lost, even if it is still alive, it is a defective product that is difficult to manipulate and full of mistakes. Those who get it will be targeted by everyone. You must not make fun of such a monster."
Xue Yang said: "In this way, Sect Master Jin is really different from your cheap father? Also, Sect Master Jin is a high-spirited and upright person, and he has to bear the humiliation and bear the burden of doing some bad things. For a villain like me, I want to build the Naluoshizi Watchtower and watch over it while giving grace, so I can be called the Immortal Governor, right?"
"This is really embarrassing to me." Jin Guangyao said with embarrassment on his face, "I owe you a lot now. If there is anything I can do, I am willing to do it for you."
Xue Yang was too lazy to go around in circles with Jin Guangyao, but he did have something rare to do, so he was polite and reached out to Jin Guangyao directly.
The second meeting was a month later, in a dilapidated mansion not far from Yicheng.The moon was shining brightly, Jin Guangyao was standing by the stone table in the courtyard, Xue Yang came late, and after standing still, he casually looked at the things Jin Guangyao brought, which were the lonely copy of the forbidden book and the magic weapon of immortal grass that he wanted.After exchanging a few pleasantries without pain, Xue Yang saw that Jin Guangyao didn't mention what he was giving in exchange, so he patted Xiaojing's buttocks and prepared to leave.
Jin Guangyao suddenly said: "I see that those things you want...whose soul has been damaged, do you want to replenish it?"
Xue Yang glanced at him, and Jin Guangyao acted as if he didn't notice the danger, and said, "Could it be the Daoist Xiao Xingchen in that coffin? You killed him and shattered his soul, now you have to make up for it." The soul is..."
"Who said I killed him?" Xue Yang sneered, "He committed suicide and lost his soul. I didn't do anything."
Jin Guangyao guessed the key point as soon as he turned his head: "What happened to drive people to this point?"
Xue Yang was about to leave with his things, but Jin Guangyao said again, "Then Daoist Song..."
"Xiao Xingchen killed it." Xue Yang couldn't leave, turned around and told Jin Guangyao a story with a smile on his face, "That Shuanghua Sword is really a good sword for killing demons and demons, and Song Lan is also ruthless and selfless after being poisoned by corpse poison." Love, Xiao Xingchen pierced Song Lan's heart with a sword, and the blood splashed all over the ground. Song Lan's tongue was cut off by me, and he couldn't speak, kneeling on the ground and unable to recognize each other. How miserable is it. Xiao Xing Dust was blind, and he didn't realize that he was fooled by me until he died. He knew that he had killed his good friend with his own hands, killed many innocent people, and finally killed himself. It's nothing more than the bright moon, the clear wind, the proud snow, and the frost. .”
Jin Guangyao looked at him quietly, then suddenly shook his head and sighed: "A person like Daoist Xiao Xingchen, who was framed by you to this point, and then played with like this, is really..."
Xue Yang sneered a few times, lost interest, turned around and left.
"Chengmei, you have spent a lot of time trying to replenish your soul, do you regret it?"
"Shut up." Xue Yang said, "I never regret it."
Jin Guangyao said: "That's good. I think the method written on it is dangerous and precarious. If you just want to trample those two people under your feet and take revenge for their suppression of you earlier, there is this murderous corpse of Daoist Song, Xiaodao It's enough for you to calm down after a long time, so you don't have to take the risk of doing other things..."
"Who said enough is enough?" Xue Yang laughed sinisterly, "Whoever I want to take revenge on, even if he dies in peace, I will drag him back to make every strand of his soul regret provoking me."
Jin GuangYao smiled strangely: "Really?"
Xue Yang stopped entanglement and left directly.
After that, Jin Guangyao came here two more times, and the last time we met was at the only restaurant in Yicheng.It was the fifth year after Xiao Xingchen's death, and Xue Yang still failed to mend Xiao Xingchen's soul. He used most of his spiritual power to maintain Xiao Xingchen's physical body, and he devoted himself to studying ghosts, almost Be obsessed.He killed many people, smashed the souls of the dead, and then used forbidden techniques to replenish the souls, but even those fragmented souls frantically wanted to seize a chance of life, and Xiao Xingchen's scattered souls remained silent in the Inside the spirit lock sac, there was no sound and no response, and it became darker day by day.Xue Yang put the spirit-locking pouch over his heart to protect it, fearing that his heavy breathing would shatter those scattered souls even more.
Jin Guangyao has become a well-known Immortal Governor in the past few years, but Xue Yang is still a lunatic villain. The two sat at the table facing each other, and Su She sat next to Jin Guangyao.Xue Yang came into the city with his eyes blindfolded. He pretended to be Xiao Xingchen and he was superb. He was very polite when he entered the restaurant and talked to people. He led him upstairs, opened the door of the private room for him and showed him a seat, put the teacup by Xue Yang's hand before leaving.
Xue Yang kept smiling gently. This smile looked strange to those who knew him well, but he acted as if no one else was there. He didn't take off the blindfold until Xiao Er closed the door, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes. Bright eyes, eyes so arrogant and stubborn as if nothing could break him, but Jin Guangyao only looked at him for a moment, and felt that the person in front of him had come to an end.
Perhaps Jin Guangyao couldn't bear his self-deception in the end, shook his head and asked him with a wry smile: "Chengmei, look at you... I knew that one day I would be trapped here by love, why did I play tricks on that bright moon and Qingfeng?"
"Don't call me that!" Xue Yang pretended to vomit, "Why are you trapped by love? Are you disgusted?"
Jin Guangyao poured tea for Xue Yang, and didn't get him into trouble again.
Xue Yang didn't know what kind of pain he was poked into, and he scolded: "Trapped by love? It's a joke. The most useless thing in this world is love. Only fools get caught up in this kind of thing. You're talking nonsense here, why don't you think about it?" If Mr. Zewu knows what you did, will he still look at you? Maybe he will be the first one to kill you at that time, no matter how much you have done for him, he will Seriously? No matter how regretful you are at that time, no one will pity you."
The smile on Jin Guangyao's face remained unchanged, and he said, "I will not regret it."
"You won't regret it? Are you sure? People like Jin Guangyao, Lan Xichen and the others have no tolerance for sinners like us. When you are brought before the world for trial, look at those people again. Are you sure you won't regret that you didn't?" Do it first? You have wishful thinking, and you don’t know what other people think of you. If someone knows your thoughts, guess what, Lan Xichen will say “disgusting” to you? I really look forward to seeing you regret it look..."
"I won't regret it." Jin Guangyao still had the same expression, smiling gently and harmlessly, "He doesn't need others to comment on me, even if I turn against him in the future, I have no complaints. I regret it when I hurt him."
Xue Yang sneered: "I don't believe it. You even killed your own father and son, so you are afraid of a Zewu Lord?"
Jin Guangyao wasn't annoyed at all, and spread his hands out, "I'm not afraid of my second brother, I'm afraid of myself. There are people in this world who want to grow up like flesh and blood, and I can't help it. Heart and flesh must be well cared for, otherwise it will hurt you." It's me who hurts."
Xue Yang felt a chill, and rubbed his arms exaggeratedly: "You're getting more and more numb, I'm going to spit out the food I just ate. Let's go."
Jin Guangyao stood up, brushed off his clothes, walked over, and said, "The Jin family is in full swing, there are too many eyes staring at me, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again in the future."
Xue Yang is holding
It is true that Xue Yang was seriously injured and nearly died, but Jin Guangyao's disappearance was not what Jin Guangyao expected.I also guessed whether Jin Guangyao pretended to be friendly because of the half of the Yinhu Talisman, but he didn't know the answer until he died, so he gave up.Now that I think about it, it was really strange to see Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji and his party on the day of his death, because I don't know who led them to Yicheng, and why that person did so.
In this life, Xue Yang carefully hid his whereabouts, and Jin Guangyao didn't find him. Xue Yang was able to enjoy peace with Xiao Xingchen for more than ten years, but it didn't mean that he didn't have any worries.
Calculating the time, it has been a few years since Wei Wuxian seized his home. Xue Yang doesn't know how things will develop in this life, but he doesn't want to take risks.He hadn't wanted to repair this useless Yinhu Talisman for a long time, but as long as this half of the Death Talisman was there, the threat would always be there.It is impossible to throw this thing to anyone casually, Xue Yang thought about it, and the only way to go is to destroy it.He has been looking for a way to destroy the Yinhu Talisman for the past few years, and has tried several times on and off. Now half of the Yinhu Talisman in the fire has been completely damaged. If there is no accident, it can be completely wiped out tonight.
The Yinhu Talisman is indeed a rare fetish that cannot be found, and it will be destroyed once, but Xue Yang has no regrets.In fact, he rarely feels the emotion of "regret", and it is difficult for him to be touched by the death of a person or the passing of a thing.When he got the opportunity to restore the Yinhu Talisman and got Wei Wuxian's manuscript, he was very excited, as if he had already grasped the scepter that trampled all living beings, but now it is easier to discard them than to get them. It can be said that he has no heart. No waves.
He guarded the weird blue flame, but what he was thinking in his heart was that Lu Chong Ye was cold, so the Taoist priest should not throw the quilt to catch the cold.
The strong wind was blowing, Xue Yang cast another blood curse, and the flames became bigger and higher. He was just impatient why the thing hadn't been burned yet, thinking that if he went back when the morning market was open, he could still bring some to the Taoist priest. A bowl of warm, sweet and glutinous glutinous rice balls.
The demon fire was fierce, Xue Yang blessed him with spiritual power, and in the second half of the night, he gradually felt exhausted.He has never learned Taoism from a teacher, and he stepped into the ranks of immortal cultivators by accident, and he doesn't practice much spiritual power. Even if he hastily picked it up and practiced it in the past few years, his spiritual power is not as deep as those from aristocratic families who practiced since childhood. Tiger Talisman must not have this part of the reason.
It was almost time to melt the Yin Tiger Talisman. Xue Yang was empty inside, wiped off his sweat, and was about to let the bloodlet and add the Talisman. He rested for a while before continuing, when he suddenly felt a hand on his back, and the continuous spiritual power followed him. It came.
Xue Yang was horrified, and when he turned around, he saw the Taoist priest standing behind him with the same expression.
"Dao..." Xue Yang coughed from the cold wind, his voice was hoarse, "Taoist..."
Xiao Xingchen nodded slightly, and didn't ask Xue Yang what he was doing in such a remote place without sleeping in the middle of the night, nor did he say why he was here.
Xue Yang's eyes were slightly astringent, feeling the gentle spiritual power of the Taoist priest, he calmed down, turned his head to control the already weak flame.
When the wind stopped and the clouds rested, the sky was covered with white light, and only a pile of ashes and an open space that had been burned by the fire remained in the wild grass.
Xue Yang confirmed that the destruction of the talisman was successful and there would be no future troubles, and he destroyed the scene so that nothing could be seen. Then he walked up to Xiao Xingchen, opened his mouth, and only said one sentence: "Daozhang, you can go back."
Since then, there will be no more Yinhu Talisman in the world.
Jiuniang Yuanzi was not bought, because it was not on the way, and because Xiao Xingchen felt that Xue Yang was exhausted, he led him back to Yizhuang, washed his face and let him lie down and sleep.
"Daoist... Daoist lie down with me too." Xue Yang was so tired that his eyelids were fighting, but his fingers were still hooked on Xiao Xingchen's clothes to prevent him from leaving.
Xiao Xingchen folded his clothes and lay down beside him. Xue Yang closed his eyes and immediately put his head into his neck, hugged Xiao Xingchen's waist and let out a long sigh of relief.
Xue Yang was very sleepy, but felt that there was still something to say clearly, but his mind was too messed up, so he couldn't think of where to start, so he just said: "I burned some things."
Xiao Xingchen pinched the back of his neck, followed him and asked, "Is it important?"
"Well... it's important, it's not important..." Xue Yang said in confusion, "the Taoist priest is the most important..."
Xiao Xingchen laughed silently, patted him on the back, and coaxed him, "Go to sleep for a while, we'll talk about it when we wake up. You're too tired."
Xue Yang fell into a deep sleep.
Later, when Xue Yang thought about what happened that day, he always felt that Xiao Xingchen knew that Xue Yang was doing tricks behind his back. It might be because the two of them had a lot of burdens to prevent A-Qing's child from being recognized as a godfather, but the Taoist priest never asked, Came here at the last moment and stood by Xue Yang's side to accompany him to complete the last step.
The Taoist priest didn't even know what kind of destruction and rebirth had happened in front of him, but he stood there firmly, without any doubt, and when Xue Yang cleared his mind and told him after waking up, he only smiled and touched Xue Yang. Yang's hair, and said "Thanks for your hard work" to Xue Yang, nothing else.
Xue Yang occasionally wanted to ask Xiao Xingchen what he was thinking when he went to find him, but when he saw the Taoist priest's smile, he felt that there was no need to ask anything.
Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen wanted the same thing, and that was enough.
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It was New Year's Eve again, Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen took a bath together after eating and drinking, but they didn't go to bed to rest, but got dressed again and changed into the clothes they were about to go out.
After Xue Yang counted his bags, he picked up the wine jug that was warming on the stove, and handed it to Xiao Xingchen.Xiao Xingchen held the wine jug for a drink, Xue Yang took it back and took two mouthfuls, then wiped his mouth, poured the remaining half of the wine jar on the bed, table, and cabinet, and finally smashed the empty wine jar By the tub.The broken pieces of clay and pottery were still splashing, Xue Yang took the oil pot full of lamp oil again, and poured it all over Yizhuang.
The mixed smell of spirits and lamp oil was a bit offensive, Xiao Xingchen walked to the bedside, touched the bed frame and quilt, and did not let go for a long time.
Leaving was not a whim.Ever since Xue Yang told about the Yinhu Talisman, even if he didn't have the culprit of dying early, Xiao Xingchen still thought about it, thinking that the two of them had stayed in Yicheng for too long, and it was time to find another place.
Slowly, it's the end of the year.Two days ago, when Xue Yang saw Xiao Xingchen silently collecting things and helping out occasionally, he asked him, "Master Daoist, have you made up your mind? Is... are you really going to leave? Don't want A-Qing anymore?"
Xiao Xingchen said, "A-Qing has a husband and a child, so it's never my turn to ask me if I want it."
Xue Yang asked again, "You're not going to be a godfather anymore?"
Xiao Xingchen replied to him: "I never thought about becoming one."
"Then..." Xue Yang pulled Xiao Xingchen in front of him, pressed his forehead against him, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to save the world?"
Xiao Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "When I first came out of the mountain, Master told me to do everything according to my ability. In fact, I never dreamed that I could save the world. I just tried my best to do things that can save the world all these years. Things are better in this world, but please have a clear conscience, as for how much you have done, and whether you can change anything... It is determined by man and God, I will not force it."
"Oh..." Xue Yang whispered, "But if you only want me, you really can't do anything big."
"It's not a trivial matter if I can look after you." Xiao Xingchen smiled slightly.
"That's right. Daoist, does this count as eliminating harm for the people?" Xue Yang teased him, and said boldly, "If you look at me, it's a big deal for the people of the world..."
Xiao Xingchen laughed for a while, then he stopped, stroked Xue Yang's face, and said slowly, "It's also my big business."
"There are countless newcomers to be heroes in this world, and there is no shortage of Xiao Xingchen. But my Ayang... I am the only Daoist." Xiao Xingchen said, "If I were to sacrifice my life to help the world, I would be able to do nothing. Complaints, I will die, but if I break you... I am not willing. As far as I am concerned, I am just an ordinary person."
What he said made Xue Yang's eyes turn red, and he bowed his head and rubbed against the shoulder of this unparalleled Taoist priest for a long time.
Xue Yang desperately wanted to catch Xiao Xingchen in order to have this one and only, but Xiao Xingchen was willing to give up his past for Xue Yang.
It's hard to tell who paid more, but they all have no turning back, and they all have to look forward.
"Taoist?" Xue Yang emptied the oil pot, saw Xiao Xingchen dazed by the bed, and asked him, "What's wrong? Can't bear it?"
Xiao Xingchen withdrew his hand and shook his head: "I'm not reluctant... It's just that you did it so hard at the beginning, it's a pity to ruin it."
Xue Yang raised his eyebrows and walked towards him: "What's the matter, I'll make another one later. Whatever the Taoist priest likes, if you have any requests, just ask, I will do it."
Xiao Xingchen smiled noncommittal.He stood by the bed with his head bowed, and suddenly drew out the Shuanghua sword, and put it on his neck.Xue Yang was still some distance away from him. Seeing his smooth movements, his face turned pale. Just as he was about to stop him, Xiao Xingchen cut off a strand of hair and handed him the sword, telling Xue Yang to do the same. Shave a few hairs down.
Xue Yang did as he did, handed his hair to Xiao Xingchen, sheathed his sword, and gripped Xiao Xingchen's hand and complained, "The Taoist priest threatened me. I thought the Taoist priest was going to die for love with me because he was reluctant to leave."
Xiao Xingchen smiled: "Of course you have to live well if you can live, why are you dreaming?"
Pausing again, he raised his hand to stroke Xue Yang's hair: "I won't leave you behind."
"...Mmm." Xue Yang lowered his eyes and kissed the Daoist Priest's lips, and replied, "Got it."
Xiao Xingchen combined the two locks of hair together, divided them into two strands and tied them separately, put one strand into an empty brocade bag and placed it on the bed, and then slowly walked behind Xue Yang.
Xue Yang picked up the lighted torch and swept it on the bed. The tangled hair of the two of them instantly withered and turned into ashes, and remained in Yizhuang forever as a part of them.Xue Yang walked around the room, the flames formed a line along the wine and oil stains, and the room was suddenly bright as day.
Xue Yang threw down the torch, turned around and led Xiao Xingchen out.
They stood in front of Yizhuang for a while, and when the fire was out of control and there was no room for fighting, the sound of firecrackers welcoming the God of Wealth also came from the city one after another.
Midnight has passed, and the new year is here.Aqing and Lin Yilu have both sons and daughters, Hui Niang and Liu Shuangmu are loving as usual, the doctor is still talking about becoming a handsome wild doctor but he has taken in an apprentice, the old man who sells vegetables tells his grandson interesting things about farming...the sound of firecrackers, farewell to the old and usher in the new, people People are happy and families are reunited. No one knows that this small righteous village has been burned down, and it is difficult for those who come after to see who was once housed in this dilapidated and scorched courtyard.
The roof suddenly collapsed, and Xue Yang's clothes were blown up by the heat wave. He looked at Xiao Xingchen and said beamingly, "Master Dao, happy new year."
Xiao Xingchen also turned to face him, and said, "Happy New Year, happiness and peace, A Yang."
After speaking, they turned around together, leaving behind the raging flames and ruins, and with them, the ten years they spent together in Yicheng.
I haven't figured out where to go in the future.Xue Yang wanted to go to Miaojiang to see, but he was afraid that the poor mountains and rivers would not suit him. Xiao Xingchen thought about Xue Yang's legs hurting in the rain and wanted to go to the northwest, but there was no conclusion. Going to be a fisherman in the land of the Southern Barbarians... There is no plan, no purpose, but with people around, there are many possibilities.As for how A-Qing would shed tears the next day when she saw the farewell letter that said "Don't read it", they had no time to worry about it.
The cold moon hangs high, the lone star is dotted, and the two who have been entangled for half their lives lean on each other as tightly as they did when they came, and walk into the vast night.No one ever looked back.
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The disease outside the episode
In the winter of A-Qing's second year in Yizhuang, Xiao Xingchen fell ill with a high fever, and the doctor prescribed medicine that didn't help.
Xiao Xingchen himself didn't feel anything, just a little tired, and then he had a headache and fever, and occasionally coughed a few times, but Xue Yang and A-Qing would ask "Is the Daoist better?" after a while, more anxious than him .
In the evening Xiao Xingchen drank another bowl of medicine, but the fever still persisted. A-Qing was concerned that she didn't want to go to sleep when the time came, so she diligently added firewood to the stove and said, "The Daoist is warming up, and the doctor said it's mainly due to the fever." , just sweat it out."
The room was very warm, Xiao Xingchen thanked A-Qing, and coughed up again.
Xue Yang fetched water to wipe his face, and said irritably, "Why are you still coughing?"
Xiao Xingchen said nonchalantly, "People will always get sick sometimes."
A-Qing thought Xue Yang's tone was bad, and just choked up a few words, Xue Yang frowned, grabbed her by the back of the collar, pushed A-Qing out the door, and snapped the latch with a bang.
A-Qing reacted by knocking loudly on the door, but Xue Yang turned a deaf ear to it. He went straight to Xiao Xingchen, took the temperature of his forehead, bent down and lifted Xiao Xingchen up, walked behind the screen and threw him on the bed.
Xiao Xingchen was a little dizzy from being jolted, so he sat up slowly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xue Yang took off his coat carefully, knelt on one knee and went to bed, and said, "It's good to sweat, right?"
Xiao Xingchen was stunned for a moment, his coat had already been stripped off, Xue Yang pushed him down on the bed with the inner lining of his jacket, and his legs were pushed aside by Xue Yang's waist.
A-Qing couldn't hear what was going on inside, so the door calls became quieter, and she stomped her feet as she walked to her room and scolded Xue Yang for being a bad thing.
Xiao Xingchen heard Xue Yang open and close the dark cabinet next to the bed. The cabinet only contained ointment—it would be a fool not to know what Xue Yang was going to do.Xiao Xingchen was dizzy, reached out to caress Xue Yang's side neck, and found that he was still wearing an underwear, his fingers slipped over his collar, and said, "Don't mess around..."
Xue Yang pulled the quilt to cover him well, took off Xiao Xingchen's pants under the quilt, scooped out the grease and warmed it in the palm of his hand, lowered his head to kiss Xiao Xingchen's lips, and said, "I'm not messing around. This time sweating, the Taoist priest will be fine..."
Xiao Xingchen turned his face to one side, Xue Yang kissed him on the face, but was blocked when he wanted to go further, Xiao Xingchen resolutely refused: "Be careful of getting sick."
As he spoke, he struggled a bit and didn't want Xue Yang to continue.He was sick and weak, Xue Yang suppressed him effortlessly, and as soon as his fingertips were stained with ointment, he found a place to deliver it, Xiao Xingchen immediately clamped his body and let out a muffled grunt, then regained his strength and pushed Xue Yang angrily.
Xue Yang kept his subordinates, saying, "It's just a cold, it won't give me any sickness."
Xiao Xingchen couldn't resist Xue Yang, and was so teased that he couldn't breathe well. After a while, he relaxed his body and fulfilled Xue Yang's wish, but he only accepted Xue Yang's murderous object, and still stubbornly turned his head and refused to kiss him.
"I'm still angry." Seeing him struggling with twisting his neck, Xue Yang smiled and tried his best, picked him up and sat facing each other, pinching Xiao Xingchen's leg to make him sit deeper.
Xiao Xingchen was limp all over, lying on Xue Yang's shoulder with his head out, panting, coughing a few times when he was panting hard.
Xue Yang covered Xiao Xingchen's back with the quilt and tucked it tightly, slowed down a bit, and muttered, "Hurry up, I'm so distressed by the cough."
Xiao Xingchen clasped Xue Yang's waist with both hands, and hearing his words were half troubled and half worried, he pinched the flesh on his waist with a smile, and said, "It's almost over, don't mess with me."
He smiled and coughed a few times, Xue Yang tilted his head and bit his neck, grinding his teeth with the piece of meat in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Yes, just finish this one."
What a mess.
Xiao Xingchen was bitten so much that he wanted to shrink his neck, he raised his hand to touch Xue Yang's face, and squeezed his cheek: "Why are you so fierce?"
Xue Yang sucked his teeth on the mark he had bitten out, then turned his head and kissed Xiao Xingchen's finger.
"It's not fierce, it hurts you." Xue Yang pushed up violently as he said.
Xiao Xingchen was caught off guard for a moment, grabbed Xue Yang's clothes and let out a low cry, his body couldn't hold back and trembled.Xue Yang gasped when he was pinched, and with a smirk, he pressed him deeper into his arms, and said, "The Daoist bites too tightly, why are you so greedy?"
Xiao Xingchen's ears and neck were reddened by what he said, and he turned around and bit him hard on the shoulder.
The sick Taoist priest was softer and more manipulative, but he also had a big temper, and he knew that he was having trouble with Xue Yang.Xue Yang was very happy, he didn't say a serious word, he teased the Taoist priest while preventing the quilt from leaking air, and after a while, Xiao Xingchen was covered in sweat, he raised his hand to push the quilt, and protested to Xue Yang: "Hot... ..."
Xue Yang felt that Xiao Xingchen's back was soaked, so he pulled the quilt tighter, nodded and said, "It's quite hot."
Like whispering in Xiao Xingchen's ear, he stirred and teased implyingly: "The Taoist priest is almost heating me up."
He lowered his head and licked the sweat on Xiao Xingchen's neck, and said, "Why is there so much water coming out of the Taoist priest, huh? Is the Taoist priest made of water, so soft and so easy to fuck..."
Xiao Xingchen whimpered impatiently, slapped Xue Yang's mouth, weak and annoyed, and softly reprimanded: "Stop talking..."
Xue Yang stuck out the tip of his tongue and touched Xiao Xingchen's palm, and Xiao Xingchen withdrew his hand abruptly, not wanting to talk to him anymore.Xue Yang lifted Xiao Xingchen up a little and then pushed it down, he said dissatisfiedly, "What's the matter, you won't be allowed to talk without kissing?"
As he said that, he asked Xiao Xingchen to lie on the other side of his shoulders, and while complaining that the Taoist priest would not give him a kiss, he helped the Taoist priest pinch his sore shoulder and neck, nagging, almost putting Xiao Xingchen to sleep.
Xiao Xingchen was not in good condition, Xue Yang didn't dare to toss too much, and didn't dare to leave things in it. After doing it profusely, Xue Yang quickly poured the water he had prepared earlier into the bathtub, and hugged Xiao Xingchen. After cleaning it in hot water, I carried it back to the bed and put on clean clothes to sleep.
Xue Yang dried Xiao Xingchen's hair carefully, moved the fire closer, and got under the quilt to check the temperature of Xiao Xingchen's body.Xiao Xingchen was completely confused, and he didn't remember Xue Yang's teasing of him just now, but he moved closer to Xue Yang's side and hooked Xue Yang's finger.
"Why did you become clingy when you got sick?" Xue Yang muttered, smiling and hugging Xiao Xingchen tightly.
After hugging Xiao Xingchen for a long time, he felt that the heat on Xiao Xingchen's body had receded quite a bit. Xue Yang felt relieved, smacked his forehead, and said, "Just wait, it will be all right tomorrow. I will kiss him then." A good enough one."
Xiao Xingchen felt that he was childish, so he laughed lowly, raised his hand and rubbed his hair: "Go to sleep."
Xue Yang waited until Xiao Xingchen was about to fall asleep, and quietly lowered his head to press a kiss on the lips that Xiao had been thinking about all night.
The next day when Xiao Xingchen woke up, Xue Yang was leaning on top of him, licking his lips with his head down.
Xiao Xingchen subconsciously raised his hand to touch his forehead, before he touched it, Xue Yang grabbed his hand first, pried open Xiao Xingchen's teeth with the tip of his tongue, stirred it in his mouth, and withdrew to touch Xiao Xingchen's forehead Said: "It's not hot anymore."
Xiao Xingchen swallowed, the discomfort in his throat was no longer felt, and he also felt that Xue Yang's body temperature was higher, so he let out a breath slowly: "Yes."
Xue Yang smiled and rolled his eyes: "Master Daoist, I think that method is useful. Is it a prize for me?"
Xiao Xingchen blushed, and asked him gently what award he wanted.
Xue Yang first begged for a deep and long kiss with Xiao Xingchen, and then said that he wanted to hear what the Taoist priest had to say.
"Hmm... what did you say?" The Taoist priest, who couldn't speak sweet words, was stumped.
"I just want to hear what you think." Xue Yang had no choice but to torture him, "I helped the Taoist priest cure his illness. Does the Taoist priest have anything to say to me?"
Xiao Xingchen thought for a while and said, "Thank you for taking care of me. Thank you for your hard work, A Yang."
It was quite standard and nothing new, but Xue Yang was happy when he called Ah Yang, so he didn't care about it, kissed Xiao Xingchen a few more times, and said, "Is there another name? Isn't there another name?"
Xue Yang wagged his tail and muttered: "Your Xue Lang has been worrying all day, working hard without complaining..."
Xiao Xingchen couldn't stop laughing, he cupped Xue Yang's cheeks for a moment, touched his forehead lightly and said, "Thank you, my Xue Lang, for valuing me."
Xue Yang's face burned instantly, he smirked twice, couldn't bear it anymore, and buried his head into Xiao Xingchen's neck, took a few deep breaths, and said, "It's okay."
Although the Taoist priest who is sick is very sympathetic and painful, it is better to be healthy and comfortable.
Xue Yang woke up refreshed to buy groceries, and A-Qing saw him go out, and ran into the wing to say hello to the Taoist priest.The little girl expressed admiration for the Taoist priest's physique that healed from illness after a night's sleep, but luckily she didn't see the Taoist priest's red ears—she probably didn't want to know the reason.
The cold wind blew through the treetops, Xiao Xingchen added a firewood to the stove to make the room warm, and waited for the familiar footsteps to return by the wind.
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(Prequel) The Crazy Side Story
Eyes full of red, pungent smell, the high wall was shrouded in the silence of death.There was only one living person in the courtyard, dressed in black, like a ghost, holding a silver and white frosted long sword in his hand to wipe it quietly, and when all the convulsed people on the ground were exhausted and turned into corpses, he raised his head and screamed. Laugh, turn and leave.
He stepped on something with a puff, raised his foot, and an unrecognizable eyeball was hanging bloody on the sole of the shoe.
The man who was smiling all of a sudden turned his face down instantly, cursed bad luck, walked back a few steps, and found the last dead middle-aged man among the scattered corpses, rubbed the soles of his feet on that man, and then returned to smiling Appearance, walking away briskly.
The next day, the news of the extermination of the Chang family in Liyang spread like wildfire. Because the sharp weapon used to kill people and gouged out their eyes was recognized as the Shuanghua Sword, the owner of the Shuanghua Sword who had been betrayed by the Chang family was instantly pushed to the forefront, "Xiao Xingchen "One person is talked about again, but it is not the scenery that shocked the world when Shuanghua moved.
The real murderer leaned against Xiao Xingchen's coffin, laughing at the innocent corpse in the coffin: "Look at them, they are still deaf and blind, what kind of arrangement have you made in just a few days?"
He laughed and scolded, but they didn't get any response, because the dead didn't care about these false names.What's more, this person's soul has been scattered into pieces.
It was cold at the end of the year, and two months later there were uninvited guests from the Yizhuang.The visitor was tall and slender, dressed in night clothes, and quietly leaned against the base of the wall. As soon as Xue Yang entered the room, he threw a stone at the corner of the wall and said casually, "Get out, whether it's a human or a ghost."
After seeing the man's face clearly, Xue Yang laughed and said: "I thought it was someone who came to someone else's territory to play wild without even saying hello. It turned out to be Mr. Su. The most loyal dog under Jin Zongzhu is also a dog. Which one is a man or a ghost?" When they see me, they have to please me a little bit, of course the dog won’t greet people, it’s my fault for not being thoughtful.”
Su She ground his teeth and snorted coldly: "It really is you, Xue Yang."
"It's me, of course it's me. Who else could it be if it wasn't me? Are you surprised to see me alive?" Xue Yang listened carefully to the movements around him and realized that there was no ambush nearby. After wiping the dust, he threw the rag back and asked, "What's the matter with Jin Zongzhu asking you to come? It's been so long, why are you still biting me? I'm not in the way of his fame now." gone."
Su She's complexion was extremely bad, but he seemed to be afraid of something. He didn't start a fight with Xue Yang, nor did he start cursing. He stayed away from Xue Yang, and explained his intentions in a few words: Jin Guangyao did come here under Jin Guangyao's order, but it wasn't for Xue Yang's life. , just to confirm whether Xue Yang is really still alive.
Su She said that at the beginning Jin Guangyao instructed Su She to secretly disturb the sight of the other killers in order to give Xue Yang a chance, but in the end without Xue Yang's news, he could only resign himself to fate.
"The suzerain guessed that you were not dead yet, so he sent me to find out the truth."
Xue Yang sneered: "When I was chasing and killing me back then, I knew exactly who chased me the most. Didn't I send you because I was afraid that I would die? Now everyone thinks that Jin Zongzhu cleaned me up. He has already got what he wants, and you come to me again to pretend to be good people, saying that you didn't want my life before, so you think I'm a fool?"
Su She was about to speak, but Xue Yang raised his hand to interrupt him: "But there is no need to explain, anyway, we are not good people, if I were him, I would not be merciful, and I would be cleaner than him. Said Come on, what do you want to do now that the two have nothing to do with each other and come here again?"
But Su She didn't say anything. His mission on this trip seemed to be to confirm whether Xue Yang was dead or alive.
Xue Yang stretched his waist, and stopped him: "Let him say what Sect Master Jin wants. I also have something to ask him."
Two months later, Xue Yang met Jin Guangyao in Yizhuang.He was dressed in a very low-key manner. He was not wearing Jin's eye-catching gold star snow wave robe, but a set of inconspicuous dark blue uniforms. Hearing his master getting closer, he turned around with his hands behind his back and smiled slightly: " Chengmei, long time no see."
Xue Yang, who came back from foraging, licked his molars, glanced at the black coffin beside Jin Guangyao, and without looking at Su She who was standing by the wall, walked to the table and sat down, and put the vegetable basket He took out an apple and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"
"I won't snatch it from you." Jin Guangyao stood where he was watching him skilfully peeling rabbit apples, his eyebrows curved, "Cheng Mei kept it a secret, she was still alive and didn't come to see me, and I secretly burned it for several years." I don’t know which lonely ghost took all the paper money.”
Xue Yang knew that Jin Guangyao came here just because he opened his mouth out of recklessness, and he only listened to half of what he said, so he clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "What are you afraid of, are there still few people you should burn paper money? I'm afraid that even one person can't grab a piece of paper money!"
The apple had already been peeled, Xue Yang ate a piece, the dagger spun a few times in his palm, and suddenly flew out, before Jin Guangyao drew his sword, Su She had already rushed out to block, picked off the dagger, raised his sword and said angrily: " Xue Yang! Don't toast and refuse to eat the fine wine!"
As soon as the words were finished, a gust of wind blew in the hall. Su She turned around abruptly, dodging the fatal blow from the person behind him, but was still stabbed in the arm.He was about to fight, but he was grabbed by the collar and thrown into the yard, fell heavily to the ground, unable to stand up.
Jin Guangyao took a few steps back, looked at the "person" in the black Taoist robe with the whisk on his back, and said in surprise, "This is... Song Zichen, Daoist Song? He is..."
"I turned him into a murderous corpse." Xue Yang snapped his fingers and told Song Lan to stand by the wall. "If General Ghost is here, let them fight, maybe who will win."
Satisfied, he walked to the place where Su She was standing just now, wiped off the blood spattered on the coffin lid with his sleeve, and smiled at Jin Guangyao: "It's really more effective for a person with a high level of cultivation to make a murderous corpse, and it's very useful." Especially when he still remembers what happened when he was a human being, he hated me and had to obey my orders, let him go east but he can’t go west, let him kill him and he has to kill, it’s interesting, it’s really interesting.”
Jin Guangyao walked a few steps away from the coffin stand, and smiled: "Chengmei has achieved success in learning, congratulations."
Xue Yang was originally in a good mood, but when he heard Jin Guangyao call him that, he pulled his face again, and said calmly, "Don't call me that, it's disgusting."
The curvature of Jin Guangyao's mouth remained the same, he glanced at the black coffin behind Xue Yang, and asked carefully, "You turned Daoist Song into a murderous corpse, and then used the Shuanghua Sword... I guess, if the coffin is not empty, there are people lying in it. The... is Daoist Xiao Xingchen, right? Are you trying to turn him into a murderous corpse?"
Xue Yang raised his eyelids, and smiled, "Why? No way?"
Jin Guangyao was stunned: "Where. These two people refused to be guest servants of the Jin family, but in the end they were taken over by you for your own use. It is your ability, you can do what you say."
Only then did Xue Yang look better, and he repeated to himself, "Of course, I'll do as I say."
Su She had already got up from the ground and stood behind Jin Guangyao to stand by. He was not seriously injured, rubbed his chest and coughed twice. Jin Guangyao gave him a elixir, turned around and said to Xue Yang, "Let me come, What do I need to do?"
Xue Yang sized him up and smiled: "I should be the one who asked Sect Master Jin. It's been several years, and I'm still chasing him. Do you want to get something from me?"
Jin Guangyao looked at him and said, "I don't need anything now, I just wanted to visit an old friend, so I came here."
He looked very sincere, but Xue Yang didn't like this, and asked him in a blink of an eye, "Oh? Are you missing anything?"
Jin Guangyao spread his hands together: "Then tell me, what else am I missing? For example..."
"For example—" Xue Yang cut to the chase, "Yin Tiger Talisman?"
Jin Guangyao didn't change his face: "The Yin Tiger Talisman has long been lost, even if it is still alive, it is a defective product that is difficult to manipulate and full of mistakes. Those who get it will be targeted by everyone. You must not make fun of such a monster."
Xue Yang said: "In this way, Sect Master Jin is really different from your cheap father? Also, Sect Master Jin is a high-spirited and upright person, and he has to bear the humiliation and bear the burden of doing some bad things. For a villain like me, I want to build the Naluoshizi Watchtower and watch over it while giving grace, so I can be called the Immortal Governor, right?"
"This is really embarrassing to me." Jin Guangyao said with embarrassment on his face, "I owe you a lot now. If there is anything I can do, I am willing to do it for you."
Xue Yang was too lazy to go around in circles with Jin Guangyao, but he did have something rare to do, so he was polite and reached out to Jin Guangyao directly.
The second meeting was a month later, in a dilapidated mansion not far from Yicheng.The moon was shining brightly, Jin Guangyao was standing by the stone table in the courtyard, Xue Yang came late, and after standing still, he casually looked at the things Jin Guangyao brought, which were the lonely copy of the forbidden book and the magic weapon of immortal grass that he wanted.After exchanging a few pleasantries without pain, Xue Yang saw that Jin Guangyao didn't mention what he was giving in exchange, so he patted Xiaojing's buttocks and prepared to leave.
Jin Guangyao suddenly said: "I see that those things you want...whose soul has been damaged, do you want to replenish it?"
Xue Yang glanced at him, and Jin Guangyao acted as if he didn't notice the danger, and said, "Could it be the Daoist Xiao Xingchen in that coffin? You killed him and shattered his soul, now you have to make up for it." The soul is..."
"Who said I killed him?" Xue Yang sneered, "He committed suicide and lost his soul. I didn't do anything."
Jin Guangyao guessed the key point as soon as he turned his head: "What happened to drive people to this point?"
Xue Yang was about to leave with his things, but Jin Guangyao said again, "Then Daoist Song..."
"Xiao Xingchen killed it." Xue Yang couldn't leave, turned around and told Jin Guangyao a story with a smile on his face, "That Shuanghua Sword is really a good sword for killing demons and demons, and Song Lan is also ruthless and selfless after being poisoned by corpse poison." Love, Xiao Xingchen pierced Song Lan's heart with a sword, and the blood splashed all over the ground. Song Lan's tongue was cut off by me, and he couldn't speak, kneeling on the ground and unable to recognize each other. How miserable is it. Xiao Xing Dust was blind, and he didn't realize that he was fooled by me until he died. He knew that he had killed his good friend with his own hands, killed many innocent people, and finally killed himself. It's nothing more than the bright moon, the clear wind, the proud snow, and the frost. .”
Jin Guangyao looked at him quietly, then suddenly shook his head and sighed: "A person like Daoist Xiao Xingchen, who was framed by you to this point, and then played with like this, is really..."
Xue Yang sneered a few times, lost interest, turned around and left.
"Chengmei, you have spent a lot of time trying to replenish your soul, do you regret it?"
"Shut up." Xue Yang said, "I never regret it."
Jin Guangyao said: "That's good. I think the method written on it is dangerous and precarious. If you just want to trample those two people under your feet and take revenge for their suppression of you earlier, there is this murderous corpse of Daoist Song, Xiaodao It's enough for you to calm down after a long time, so you don't have to take the risk of doing other things..."
"Who said enough is enough?" Xue Yang laughed sinisterly, "Whoever I want to take revenge on, even if he dies in peace, I will drag him back to make every strand of his soul regret provoking me."
Jin GuangYao smiled strangely: "Really?"
Xue Yang stopped entanglement and left directly.
After that, Jin Guangyao came here two more times, and the last time we met was at the only restaurant in Yicheng.It was the fifth year after Xiao Xingchen's death, and Xue Yang still failed to mend Xiao Xingchen's soul. He used most of his spiritual power to maintain Xiao Xingchen's physical body, and he devoted himself to studying ghosts, almost Be obsessed.He killed many people, smashed the souls of the dead, and then used forbidden techniques to replenish the souls, but even those fragmented souls frantically wanted to seize a chance of life, and Xiao Xingchen's scattered souls remained silent in the Inside the spirit lock sac, there was no sound and no response, and it became darker day by day.Xue Yang put the spirit-locking pouch over his heart to protect it, fearing that his heavy breathing would shatter those scattered souls even more.
Jin Guangyao has become a well-known Immortal Governor in the past few years, but Xue Yang is still a lunatic villain. The two sat at the table facing each other, and Su She sat next to Jin Guangyao.Xue Yang came into the city with his eyes blindfolded. He pretended to be Xiao Xingchen and he was superb. He was very polite when he entered the restaurant and talked to people. He led him upstairs, opened the door of the private room for him and showed him a seat, put the teacup by Xue Yang's hand before leaving.
Xue Yang kept smiling gently. This smile looked strange to those who knew him well, but he acted as if no one else was there. He didn't take off the blindfold until Xiao Er closed the door, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes. Bright eyes, eyes so arrogant and stubborn as if nothing could break him, but Jin Guangyao only looked at him for a moment, and felt that the person in front of him had come to an end.
Perhaps Jin Guangyao couldn't bear his self-deception in the end, shook his head and asked him with a wry smile: "Chengmei, look at you... I knew that one day I would be trapped here by love, why did I play tricks on that bright moon and Qingfeng?"
"Don't call me that!" Xue Yang pretended to vomit, "Why are you trapped by love? Are you disgusted?"
Jin Guangyao poured tea for Xue Yang, and didn't get him into trouble again.
Xue Yang didn't know what kind of pain he was poked into, and he scolded: "Trapped by love? It's a joke. The most useless thing in this world is love. Only fools get caught up in this kind of thing. You're talking nonsense here, why don't you think about it?" If Mr. Zewu knows what you did, will he still look at you? Maybe he will be the first one to kill you at that time, no matter how much you have done for him, he will Seriously? No matter how regretful you are at that time, no one will pity you."
The smile on Jin Guangyao's face remained unchanged, and he said, "I will not regret it."
"You won't regret it? Are you sure? People like Jin Guangyao, Lan Xichen and the others have no tolerance for sinners like us. When you are brought before the world for trial, look at those people again. Are you sure you won't regret that you didn't?" Do it first? You have wishful thinking, and you don’t know what other people think of you. If someone knows your thoughts, guess what, Lan Xichen will say “disgusting” to you? I really look forward to seeing you regret it look..."
"I won't regret it." Jin Guangyao still had the same expression, smiling gently and harmlessly, "He doesn't need others to comment on me, even if I turn against him in the future, I have no complaints. I regret it when I hurt him."
Xue Yang sneered: "I don't believe it. You even killed your own father and son, so you are afraid of a Zewu Lord?"
Jin Guangyao wasn't annoyed at all, and spread his hands out, "I'm not afraid of my second brother, I'm afraid of myself. There are people in this world who want to grow up like flesh and blood, and I can't help it. Heart and flesh must be well cared for, otherwise it will hurt you." It's me who hurts."
Xue Yang felt a chill, and rubbed his arms exaggeratedly: "You're getting more and more numb, I'm going to spit out the food I just ate. Let's go."
Jin Guangyao stood up, brushed off his clothes, walked over, and said, "The Jin family is in full swing, there are too many eyes staring at me, I'm afraid I won't be able to see you again in the future."
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