Cultivation of the Immortal Unparalleled

Reluctantly standing up and helping the sitting sister to lie down, Xu Yu Chengye stretched out his hand to smooth out the strands of sister Xu Yu Yanran's hair.

Knowing that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't save his sister's life, what was in his mind was to use magic to bring Xu Yuyan back to life.

For a while, Xu Chengye squeezed his sword fingers and muttered words, and then his white jade-like fingers drew symbols one after another in the air. Every time he said a sentence, the symbols drawn by his fingers became more, and they stayed in the air with a golden brilliance. The temperature dropped sharply. The originally somewhat warm morning has dropped significantly to the coldness that makes the breath turn into white smoke.

Just when the fingers were about to draw the last spell——

"Is this really good for Yanran?Even if Yanran is revived, will she still be the original Yanran? 』

A series of question marks appeared in Xu Chengye's mind, his fingers stopped in mid-air like this, and then he put them down in a slump.

"However, Yanran is talented... only 18 years old, how could God take away this young and bright life so cruelly, not to mention Yanran is so kind and smart, why would God be willing to take her away?" 』

Xu Yu Chengye didn't understand...he really didn't understand...

All the strength on the bedpost was tightly grasped by the fingers, as if being pulled away by someone, and the whole person leaned against the bedpost as if he would fall down at any time.

Unable to bear it any longer, Xu Chengye's eyes became misty, as if he could cry all at once, but Xu Chengye didn't cry, he was a little numb and unrealistic, as if he was dreaming.

"Yanran... Yanran... my good sister, my only bond, it's fine if you die... Yanran..."

Xu Yu Chengye spoke in a hoarse voice, he was mentally prepared for it early, but once he faced it, he couldn't bear such pain, and finally couldn't hold it anymore, Xu Yu Chengye sat weakly on the ground, Xu Yu Cheng Ye quietly closed his eyes, his brows wrinkled into river lines.

"Don't worry about Yan Ran's cause of death? 』

This sentence came to mind, but only in a split second, even at the moment when it came to mind, Xu Chengye understood the cause of Yan Ran's death...

"Lanmei grass. 』

But what is the use of inquiring into the cause of death now?Yan Ran had already died, and it was when she was in love with Mo Wuxin.

"Not only did I betray myself, but I also betrayed my sister Yanran who likes Mo Wuxin. 』

The self-blame in his heart seemed to be more obvious than the pain of losing his sister, Xu Yu Chengye didn't dare to blame anyone, but couldn't help but hate that person who put this kind of flower in Xu Yu Yanran's room.

Originally not very toxic, it also became an unimaginably huge poison due to absorbing too much for a long time. In addition, Yu Yanran's body was originally weaker than others, and she couldn't detoxify herself after only a few hours of pain like ordinary people. On the contrary Some people will cause heart palpitations because of those few hours, causing the heart to be overwhelmed and die.

Sitting like this on the floor next to Xu Yuyan's bed, she was sluggish without a grain of rice in or a drop of water, and Xu Yu Chengye waited by Xu Yuyan's side with empty eyes.

The surrounding environment is dark and quiet, without any loud noises, but the self-blaming in my heart is a big stone oppressing my body.

"Yes, Yanran, you can escape the boundless sea of ​​suffering when you die, but it also pushes me into another sea of ​​suffering‥ Yanran... Yanran..."

It's already noon now, everyone hasn't eaten lunch, Xu Chengye still hasn't moved, his mind is so messed up that he can't control himself, but he can't help but think about the person in his heart, hoping that he can comfort his heart...

It doesn't matter who it is...my heart hurts...anyone...no matter who it is...my heart hurts...who can save me...』

Whispering the message for help, Xu Chengye stared straight ahead with a blank face like this, and kept watching until there was a sound outside the door.

"What happened, why is everyone crying."

Duanmu Feihuai was standing in front of the door of Chenxiang Pavilion and asked softly.

"Miss...Miss...uh..."

Xiangyu said sobbing, while the others started crying again.

"Then what about your owner, Xu Yu Chengye?"

"Master...Master has been inside for a long time."

After listening to Xiangyu's words, Duanmu Feihuai pushed open the door of Chenxiang Pavilion, with a guilty look in his eyes, but he searched for Xu Yu Chengye's location unchanged.

He was sitting beside Xu Yuyan's bed with sad eyes.

"Chengye..."

Hearing Duanmu Feihuai's call, Xu Chengye raised his head and looked at Duanmu Feihuai.

"Finally gone...my sister...with a smile on her face...thank you for your skills...but it doesn't work for her..."

Xu Yu Chengye's mournful expression made Duanmu Feihuai feel a little guilty, but Duanmu Feihuai, who had done thorough psychological training, now seemed to be grieving for his brother.

"Because his body can't store spiritual energy. I told you that people who have no talent and no spiritual roots are useless no matter how much they practice, let alone Yanran who is so weak and has no spiritual roots."

"Spiritual roots... Heh... Really no... Even though I knew it, I still couldn't help asking him to practice... I only saw Yanran getting weaker and weaker... Is it my fault? Knowing that he doesn't have a spiritual root, I'm so reluctant ..."

Whispering softly, lowering his head, showing Xu Yu Chengye's white neck to Duanmu Feihuai's eyes, it looks so fragile, but Duanmu Feihuai knows that Xu Yu Chengye's weak appearance sitting here is actually On the surface, he has a resolute personality, sincere but not true, otherwise how would he use three and a half years to grasp the real power of Tianyang Villa in his hands.

"Don't be sad...it's not like this..." Duanmu Feihuai stretched out his hand to stroke Xu Yu Chengye's hair, giving him silent encouragement.

"By the way... why is there a bunch of blue grass outside?"

Bringing the topic to this point on purpose, Duanmu Feihuai wanted to see how Xu Chengye would deal with Wen Wan'er, but he didn't see him after searching around just now, so he had to let him die without evidence.

"Who on earth is Lan Meicao brought these things into the villa...Wen Wan'er...ask Wen Wan'er to come in."

Duanmu Feihuai walked to the door and conveyed Xu Chengye's message, and after a while, he heard Xiangyu outside conveying the message.

"Master Wen Wan'er was brought out by Mr. Mo Wuxin."

For a moment, of the two people in the room, one was heartbroken and the other was jealous.

"Really? It's really very popular."

Duanmu Feihuai sighed maliciously, while the other Xu Chengye had an angry expression on his face.

"Heh...Wen Wan'er is really amazing, Wei Feng, Mo Wuxin, and Xu Yuyanran are really all-round people."

After talking, Xu Chengye burst out laughing.

Well, you Mo Wuxin, I detoxified you and you really treated me as a poison, and that Wen Wan'er is really powerful, she found a backer in just one month, I really feel sorry for myself.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was an earth-shattering cry outside.

"Miss died so badly. It must be that Wen Wan'er's fault. He didn't go to bed in the middle of the night and took Miss out, causing Miss to die."

The one who cried was Aunt Yang, and he didn't care whether he would be punished or not, so he knelt at the door of Chenxiang Pavilion and cried bitterly, because Aunt Yang watched Xu Yuyan grow up, so she had such deep feelings that she almost regarded Xu Yuyan as her own. daughter to see.

"What did you say? True or false."

A deep and hoarse voice floated from above her head, upon hearing her master's voice, Aunt Yang cried even harder.

"Really...really...the two of them are also holding a bouquet of blue-purple flowers, and the lady gave half of it and asked me to put it in Mr. Mo's room."

Upon hearing these words, Xu Chengye laughed, but no matter who heard it, the smile was an angry smile, extremely eerie.

"Notify all the branches, as long as you see Wen Wan'er, you will be imprisoned and whipped first. No matter what he says to beg for mercy, it will be useless. If you have the courage to do such a thing, you must have the courage to bear it." Xu Chengye said coldly As he said that, Zhuang Jiu, who was hiding in the dark on one side, immediately passed on the news, and a few pigeons flew out after a while.

Seven...not...it's eight pigeons. Tianyang Villa has eight Anbu.

Duanmu Feihuai secretly guessed in his heart, but there were no traces on his face.

After finishing speaking, Xu Chengye paused for a while, then turned around and said to Duanmu Feihuai.

"Who do you think brought this disaster, second brother..."

Knowing that the anger would burn on him, Duanmu Feihuai paused for a moment, and then said in a regretful tone.

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