After the rebirth, the master takes orders and asks him

The matter of Yun Rong's soul flying away and scattered, only set off a small storm in Xianmen, and it soon subsided, and no one mentioned it again.

After all, since many years ago, he is no longer the person that everyone in the fairy sect admires and fears.

No one cares about his death.

Except Xie Jincheng.

The heart that grew out of him did not do anything to him, but sometimes, when he thought of that person inexplicably, he would feel a little pain, the more painful he would remember, and the deeper he remembered, the longer the pain would last.

Xie Jincheng was afraid of pain.

The only thing he was thankful for was that the pain was not severe.

Even the system doesn't know why.

[When he gave birth to a heart for you and knew how to love, because of your death, he instantly turned gray. 】

On the other hand, Xie Jincheng.

【You can give him a heart, such a feeling, logically speaking, it is possible to hurt you to death, but you don't seem to feel much heartache. 】

[I don't know whether you are affectionate or fickle. 】

Xie Jincheng didn't admit that he liked him, and didn't want to admit that he was stupid for the third time.

What's more, that idiot was so stupid that he didn't even leave a wisp of his soul behind. It's hard for me to like him.

But the pain in my heart will come once or twice every day.

Because the entire Wan Jianzong is his shadow.

As long as you see it, you can't help but think of it, and when you think of it, you can't help but feel heartache.

He can leave Wan Jianzong, and even go to a place where there has never been Yunrong after ascension.

But this body, as he himself once said to Yun Rong, has been touched everywhere inside and out.

I can't forget him even if I want to.

【Go out again. 】

He said to the system.

The system was shocked and said: [Are you kidding yourself?Don't say that you can't die from the pain you are feeling now, even if it is gouged out, what should I do if it grows back? 】

Xie Jincheng thought about it too, that would be too bad.

It just hurts like that.

The system didn't tell him, maybe he wasn't in so much pain because the memory of that life was gone.

Fortunately, he would never remember that the ground was clean back then.

On this day, Wan Jianzong held an apprentice acceptance ceremony for one person, inviting people from all immortal sects to participate, which was unprecedented.

Rumor has it that Xie Jincheng is about to take on apprentices.

Everyone was waiting to see what kind of extraordinary this new disciple would be able to win his favor.

The ceremony begins.

A young man was wearing a black robe, with an exceptionally handsome face, slightly hooked lips, and a pair of amorous peach blossom eyes, with a gleam of sharpness that made one chill.

Shockingly, the handsome young man held Chun Jun in his hand.

Chunjun sword spirit is dead, but the sword is still there.

What's even more strange is that the young man's extraordinary cultivation and the aura in the sword complement each other, exactly the same.

The identity of this young man is not simple.

But everyone didn't dare to speculate too much. After all, Xie Jincheng even dared to force his master to death, and it was easy to kill them.

Xie Jincheng introduced in front of everyone.

"From now on, he will be my junior brother, Ji Qinglin, whoever dares to touch him will be against me."

"Junior brother??! Is he accepting apprentices for his master?"

Xie Jincheng himself didn't want to accept him, but he still didn't forget that all the apprentices he accepted once wanted to kill him, Yun Rong was like this, and so was Dugu Zun.

He was afraid that Ji Qing would do the same when he came.

Just be his younger brother.

The living soul of Ji Xuan raised by Chunjun with essence has inherited all his talents.

But he has no memory of his previous life, he forgot the little sword spirit who used to cry, he forgot the person who died without rest, and he forgot the regrets of that life.

He is Ji Xuan, but he is not.

Just as he will never remember what the name Chunjun represents, the sword in his hand is not only a sword——

It was the body of his beloved.

Xie Jincheng has an inexplicable closeness to this person, so he is very kind to him, and Ji Qinglin is the same.

After the whole ceremony, many fairy sects gave various gifts, but the one from the Hehuan Sect was a little strange.

Xie Jincheng looked at the pill, frowned and said:

"The lord of Hehuan Sect doesn't want to poison me to avenge Yun Rong?"

Yun Rong has some friendship with the suzerain of the Acacia Sect.

Xie Jincheng didn't know what it was for, the person who gave the gift only said that it was fine to eat it, and there was no harm.

He's not stupid enough to eat anything.

So Yu Jianfei went to the Hehuan Sect, intending to ask the Sect Master for clarification.

The disciples in the sect did not dare to stop him, and let him go to the suzerain.

The Suzerain of Hehuan Sect, Yu Huan.

Xie Jincheng came to Yu Huan's bedroom, pushed the door and walked in.

Yu Huan's appearance gives people a feeling of looking forward to and looking forward to him. When he looks at people, his eyes are full of glances, and there is an indescribable romance between his eyebrows and eyes.

And Xie Jincheng frowned when he approached just now.

It made him feel very uncomfortable here.

Yu Huan looked at him, a little displeased:

"What are you doing here? I've already given you something, I don't want to see you."

Xie Jincheng twisted the pill.

"what is this?"

Yu Huan snorted coldly.

"The antidote for your furnace physique was asked by Yunrong back then, but I was limited in my ability and couldn't make it. Now that I have it, you take it and go."

Xie Jincheng frowned: "I have been fine all these years, I don't need your antidote."

The fragments of papers given to him by the system had already changed his physique, and there was no need for an antidote at all.

Yu Huan was not used to him either, so he only said:

"It's fine, as long as you don't touch anyone in the future, this physique is not harmful to you, but if you do it with someone else, your cultivation may be sucked away by that person, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"You think I'll believe it?" Xie Jincheng snorted coldly before leaving.

Who knows what kind of idea this person is playing.

Seeing him open the door, Yu Huan only said:

"If you don't believe it, it's just because you sucked his cultivation when you were with Yunrong, but you might as well try it with someone else."

Xie Jincheng stopped in his footsteps, frowned and said:

"What do you mean?"

Yu Huan leaned on the bed and said with a smile:

"If you want to know, go find someone and try it yourself. There are many people in my school who want to have sex with you. You can just choose one and try it."

Xie Jincheng turned his head slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the edge and grabbed Yu Huan's neck.

"Say, die or die, choose yourself."

Yu Huan blushed from being pinched by him, with anger in his eyes, he sneered and said, "Okay...I said...but, do you dare to listen?"

Xie Jincheng let him go.

Sneered: "What dare not?"

Yu Huan touched his neck that was pinched red, but there was a sneer on his face, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"Yun Rong came to me back then and begged me to help you change your furnace physique, but your physique was refined by Su Yu who stole a fragment of scroll from my door back then. Playing with the utensils for smoking, and the so-called fragments, where does the solution come from?"

"My master said that I am a rare genius in the Hehuan sect, but it took hundreds of years to refine such an antidote. If you lose it, I won't have a second one for you."

Xie Jincheng frowned: "Then why was I the one who smoked Yun Rong when I was with him?"

After a pause, he continued, "He wants me."

"It's not a matter of position." Yu Huan sneered, "Don't you understand? You were half-refined by Su Yu, a semi-finished product, while he—is a complete furnace."

Xie Jincheng held him down and murmured:

"What did you say?"

The expression on Yu Huan's face became excited, as if he was very happy to see the shocked expression on his face, and said word by word:

"For you, he asked me to refine him into a special utensil for people to smoke, a real furnace!"

Xie Jincheng's heart suddenly began to ache.

He thought to himself, it's impossible, this person must have lied to him.

But when he got close to Yu Huan, he suddenly felt Yun Rong's breath on him, and he was stunned.

"Why do you have his spiritual energy on you?"

Yu Huan was also taken aback, then laughed and said:

"you guess?"

Xie Jincheng's heart skipped a beat, he pursed his lips and looked at his subordinates coldly.

"Say."

Yu Huan raised his body, leaned on Xie Jincheng's ear and said:

"His taste is very good."

The tense thread in Xie Jincheng's mind suddenly collapsed, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses, looked at him, and asked in a hoarse voice: "...What did you say?"

Yu Huan looked at him with mockery, showing off, and cruelty, and said every word clearly, for fear that he might not hear clearly:

"As a condition for me to help him, I want him on this bed."

Xie Jincheng grabbed his neck, stared at him with scarlet eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:

"To shut up!"

His breathing was disordered like never before, his heart was shaking with pain, and his lips were blue and white.

Yu Huan felt that it was not enough, and continued to provoke him:

"Speaking of... speaking of it... I'm... the... first..."

Xie Jincheng has never been so desperate for someone to shut up forever and disappear forever.

"I don't believe it." Xie Jincheng felt that it was impossible, how could it be possible?

"Even if his cultivation is completely useless in the future, he would rather ruin that face than let others touch him, and it is even more impossible for him to give himself away to be humiliated just for such a trivial matter at that time!"

"So, you're lying to me."

Xie Jincheng stared at him.

But Yu Huan looked at him sarcastically, and firmly grasped the hand that was strangling his neck with his hand, his nails were almost embedded in his flesh, and he squeezed out a voice from his throat:

"He later refused...but...it was because he thought you liked him and only wanted to touch him, but...at that time...you didn't like him..."

Yu Huan stared and said:

"He doesn't care at all! Exchange you for something he doesn't care about, do you think... Based on his liking for you, would he be willing?"

"In all the ten years you waited for him in the world, he was tortured willingly with me!"

Xie Jincheng pinched the slender neck of his subordinates, wanting to just wring it off.

But he was so eager to think about that time when he went to the spirit beast gate, Yun Rong was poisoned with seductiveness, and he would rather die than let anyone touch him.

So, he won't be like this.

Just like when he lied to Yunrong that he touched that male favorite, Yunrong also didn't believe it.

But my heart still hurts.

He threw the pill back to Yu Huan, and was about to leave, but Yu Huan was in a hurry.

"You must eat today! I promised him at the beginning!"

Xie Jincheng sneered.

"Whoever told you to do it, you go to whom! I won't eat it!"

After he left, Yu Huan said to the breath of cloud left on his body: "You heard it, it's because he doesn't want to eat it himself."

That wisp of obsessive aura lingered anxiously in the air, floating around Yu Huan's sleeve and the doorway, as if to say:

Then you go after it, you chase the person back and let him eat it!

Yu Huan waved the breath angrily.

"You are willing to spoil him, but I don't."

After the breath stopped, knowing that Yu Huan would not help him, he chased him out by himself, and was blown away by the wind as soon as he went out, and the last trace of obsession disappeared completely...

Xie Jincheng walked back to Wan Jianzong step by step, even though he clearly knew that Yu Huan's words were all deliberately said to anger him, his heart still throbbed.

Especially when thinking of the first mortal world, after the two made it for the first time, Yun Rong said to him——

I would like to be your stove.

It turned out that those words were not lying to him, he really turned himself into a furnace.

Xie Jincheng began to feel a little lucky. Fortunately, he didn't really throw him to those people back then, otherwise what would happen to him if they found out?

Maybe it's the same as that rumor, becoming a man who is as good as a man, even worse than a whore in a brothel...

Xie Jincheng bent down in pain outside Changming Peak, his back was hunched, his face was pale.

In the past, when he had no heart, no matter what Yunrong looked like, he was indifferent.

Why did he have to grow another heart after that person died?

At that time, his great revenge was avenged, and Yunrong didn't owe him a cent, he didn't even have a reason to hate, he could only let the pain grow wantonly.

Xie Jincheng murmured:

[System, my heart hurts so much. 】

Even if the system is distressed, there is nothing it can do.

After a while, Xie Jincheng suddenly asked:

[The soul-stirring person, how can he be rescued? 】

The system was silent, before saying after a long time:

【no way. 】

[You lied to me, I can come back, why can't he? 】 Xie Jincheng asked.

The system was silent for a longer time this time, and finally sighed and said: [In his previous life, he gave up Ascension, so he came back in exchange for you. 】

Xie Jincheng was startled, then smiled and said: [It seems that I am destined not to be able to ascend in this life. 】

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly froze for a moment, and then began to laugh.

In the past, he never understood why Yunrong treated him like that in his previous life, until now he lost his heart, practiced the way of ruthlessness, and then did the same thing to Yunrong.

Got the same result.

There is never empathy in this world, unless you become that person yourself.

He understood Yunrong's powerlessness and despair.

Yun Rong finally felt his pain.

In this life, they stood at each other's position in the previous life, repeating the tragedy of the previous life...