After the rebirth, the master takes orders and asks him

Xie Jincheng's hand stopped.

In the quiet and silent bamboo forest, the three people stopped there in a very strange posture.

The front of Chunjun's chest was torn apart a little, revealing some fair skin. Xie Jincheng held him down while poking his other hand towards his chest. Rong's hands.

That hand was tense, neither daring to let go, nor daring to move forward.

Xie Jincheng laughed.

"Yunrong?"

He leaned back a little, and quickly withdrew the sword.

Yunrong still said the same words: "Let him go."

Chun Jun looked over at this moment, looking at him worriedly.

"Owner…"

Xie Jincheng let go of Chunjun in front of him, and lost interest in the bead. The moment Yunrong put the sword on his back, his goal changed.

He turned around, and the position where the sword touched changed from his right shoulder to his left heart.

Yunrong's hand holding the sword trembled imperceptibly.

But he never put down his sword.

Xie Jincheng had no expression on his face, he couldn't see a trace of fear, just as calm as when Mu Se stabbed at him that time.

"You came faster than I thought, so you care? I thought no matter what I did, you could bear it."

Yun Rong frowned: "I said, you can treat me whatever you want, but you can't touch him."

"What do you want if you move?"

Xie Jincheng stared at the sword in front of him, and said calmly, "Kill me?"

Yun Rong's face was pale, and she just said: "The grievances between you and me have nothing to do with him."

Xie Jincheng's expression froze: "Who says it's irrelevant?"

"No matter what I did to you before, you let me play tricks on you. You seem to have no regrets, and you seem so affectionate."

"But if I touch him, you will be so angry that you will kill me."

Yun Rong said anxiously: "I didn't intend to kill you!"

"The sword is already in my heart, what else can I do!" Xie Jincheng glared at him.

Slowly raised his hand, grasped the blade, and blood flowed out instantly.

Xie Jincheng's face instantly turned pale with pain.

"If I really moved him, you can't forgive me at all, but you came to ask me after the damage was done and everything about me was destroyed, how can I not hate you so much?"

"Yunrong, do you think it's possible?"

"What you can't do yourself, why do you think I can do it!"

Yun Rong could only see the wound on his hand, and seeing his face that was pale with pain, she immediately put down the sword, wanting to heal him.

But he has lost his cultivation, and he doesn't have any spiritual power to do this.

I couldn't even help him relieve the pain.

It was like he couldn't heal the wound in Xie Jincheng's heart.

He could only say anxiously, "Let go of your hands!"

Xie Jincheng let go of the sword in his hand, exposing the bloody wound in front of him.

"You don't know how I've been in pain, so I want you to feel it personally. After feeling it, you will know whether you can let go of this hatred."

"It's a pity that you came too soon."

Yun Rong held his hand, carefully wiped off the blood on it with his sleeve, held the wound and said:

"It's different. The grievances between the two of us should not involve unrelated people."

He said to Xie Jincheng:

"If I am willing to walk the path you have walked without taking a single step, and suffer every bit of the suffering, am I qualified to ask you to let go at that time?"

Xie Jincheng looked at him, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"you sure?"

"Sure." Yun Rong said.

He didn't hesitate.

He only knows that Xie Jincheng's life is miserable, but he doesn't know how miserable it is, so he will go through everything he has gone through and suffer everything he has suffered.

"Okay." Xie Jincheng withdrew his hand, looked at him and said, "The day I was reborn, my country was destroyed and my family was destroyed. Because I couldn't cultivate in this life, I was a slave in an enemy country for ten years. You said you would accept what I suffered. , then you should try it too, anyway, your cultivation base is completely lost now, and you are no different from me at that time."

He stared into Yunrong's eyes.

"You dare?"

The world is heaven and hell, and for Yun Rong who lost all her cultivation and became a slave, it is undoubtedly the latter.

Chunjun knew very well what he would go through, clutching his chest, walked over with difficulty and grabbed Yunrong's hand, and said with red eyes:

"Don't go, don't go!"

Yun Rong just looked at Xie Jincheng, and said stubbornly:

"What if I suffer?"

Xie Jincheng smiled and said, "Then I won't hate you when you atone for your past life."

Yun Rong took a breath and said, "Okay."

Then he looked at Chun Jun with red eyes and said, "Don't worry about me."

He glanced at the bead on Chunjun's chest, and the aura belonging to another person in it became stronger, and he said:

"As long as you practice hard, he will come back in a short time. If you have him with you in the future, you will not be alone."

Chun Jun hoarsely said: "What about you?"

Yun Rong patted his head and said:

"I'll be back, don't worry."

Xie Jincheng left Wan Jianzong with Yun Rong in his arms, and flew straight to the Mortal Realm, but Yun Rong was taken aback by the place he went this time.

He watched the rather familiar palace appear in front of his eyes, and remembered memories that he was about to forget.

When he was a child, under the vermilion walls and black tiles, the former person who could not be called the master just sat aside and watched him practice sword, except for teaching him, he would not say any unnecessary words to him.

Until he took him to Wanjianzong and threw him to the suzerain, Yunrong didn't know what kind of person he was or what his name was.

I don't know now.

This is the country where Yunrong Fanjie was born.

He was a little puzzled by Xie Jincheng's bringing him here, and looked at him suspiciously.

Xie Jincheng knew what he wanted to ask, and before he could open his mouth, he said, "That's a good guess. In addition to the enemies of life and death, there is also a hatred of the country and family. Such a relationship is not easy to have."

However, when Xie Jincheng's country was broken, Yun Rong had already left the royal family for nearly a hundred years, and he had nothing to do with him.

But it's a blood relationship.

But Xie Jincheng insisted on blaming Yunrong, so he couldn't say anything more.

Yunrong suddenly remembered that when Dugu Zun lived in that life, Xie Jincheng once asked him: Have you ever visited the mortal world?

What he probably meant to say then was that I was there.

But Yunrong never went back, not even once, so he missed it. This miss made Xie Jincheng spend 100 years alone, and also made the two of them come to this point.

Sometimes a wrong step is a wrong step.

Xie Jincheng hugged him and stood stealthily on the clouds, pointed at the huge palace, and accurately located a somewhat gloomy and dilapidated courtyard.

It looks out of place with the entire exquisite and luxurious palace.

And in the corridor, a domineering palace man brandished a whip and drove away a group of people in prison uniforms and handcuffs in front of him with a high-pitched voice.

"Tell you, no one will treat you as human beings when you come here! It's still light to eat the whip, and it offends the master, so you will feel better!"

Above the clouds, Xie Jincheng smiled at Yunrong and said:

"Master has lived in the most noble hall of this palace since the day he was born, and grew up among the brocade bushes. Even if he goes to the sect, he is under one person and above ten thousand people."

He looked at Yunrong: "Are you sure you want to go to this kind of place?"

Yun Rong just asked, "How long have you been here?"

Xie Jincheng: "It didn't take long, only ten years. To Master, it's just a flick of a finger."

He was the first disciple of the sect at that time, and he was extremely respected, and this time passed in the blink of an eye.

Yun Rong lowered his eyes.

But ten years is too long for a mortal.

In Ruan Ru's life, Xie Jincheng waited for him for nearly ten years, and when we met again, gray hair had already grown on his temples...

"If you stay for ten years, I will pay you back ten years." Yun Rong said.

Xie Jincheng raised his eyebrows, sneered and said:

"As far as your current broken body is concerned, let's talk about living here for ten years."

After finishing speaking, he smiled again:

"It's better to live longer. You have been born in the light, so you can't imagine how much filth is hidden behind the shadows. If you are willing to suffer, then go for it. I am happy to see you in a state of embarrassment. "

Xie Jincheng waved his hand, threw the person he was holding down without mercy, and cast another spell.

One more person was added to the chained slaves in an instant, but no one noticed anything unusual.

Yun Rong was changed into the same commoner clothes as those slaves, and he was a little uncomfortable with the poorly made commoner clothes, so he was stunned for a while.

Immediately afterwards, a whip slammed hard on his back.

The skin is open to the flesh.

Yun Rong snorted, gritted her teeth, sweating from the pain on her forehead.

"What are you doing there! Hurry up and keep up!"

Yun endured the pain and followed the footsteps of the person in front.

Looking up, looking at the vast white sky, the place where Xie Jincheng used to be is now empty.

Xie Jincheng, who was invisible in mid-air, watched this scene indifferently, and then flew away.

The system asked: 【If he really stays here for ten years, will you really fulfill your promise when you come back? Will you forgive him? 】

Xie Jincheng resolutely said: [No. 】

Maybe he will kill him with a single sword, to avenge this revenge, to end all the grievances and grievances.

He told Yunrong from the very beginning that the end between them is death.

He owed a life, and he always had to pay it with his life.

In this familiar palace, Yunrong saw a different world that he had never seen before.

Hungry, cold, and beating are almost daily tasks, and there are always various rough jobs waiting for him, as well as the anger of various masters to vent.

He accepted it all, whether it was the whip or the slap, and kept silent.

Until one time he saw with his own eyes a young slave who was taken out because of his handsome appearance, and what was sent back the next day was a leftover corpse.

The place was horrible.

Yun Rong gritted her teeth, lowered her head firmly, and hid her stained face in the shadows.

No one would notice such a scruffy dumb slave.

Until one day, a man in expensive clothes brought someone in, tied him up, asked him to wash him in water, and threw him on the bed.

At that moment, Yun Rong panicked...

Wan Jianzong.

Xie Jincheng sat on the edge of the cold pool and practiced, frowning again and again, obviously all his cultivation bases had returned, but he always felt that something was missing in his body.

But he couldn't find the problem no matter what.

The system told him that it was only the missing memory of that life in the mortal world, but he felt that it seemed to be more than that.

He absorbed the spiritual power in his body and opened his eyes.

Then his eyes fell on the mirror image on the side, where the scene of Yun Rong in the reverse world kept appearing.

But at this moment, Yun Rong's hands in the mirror were tied, and another person who couldn't see his face was firmly holding him down, and he knew what to do without having to guess.

Yun Rong struggled desperately there, her eyes fixed on the front, through the mirror, Xie Jincheng even felt that he was looking at herself.

The system asked: [Are you going to save him? 】

After silence, Xie Jincheng said heartlessly:

"Don't go."