After the villain's cultivation base is lost

midnight.

Xi Jue was forcibly dragged out of the icy pond by a slender but powerful hand, and lay down on the bank, dripping wet, covering his heart, coughing heart-rendingly.

The lungs seemed to be crushed by a heavy object, and the breathing was full of needle-like stinging pains.

"Sheng...cough cough! You..."

He fell into the water twice in one day, and Xi Jue had never suffered such a serious crime. His face was covered with water marks from coughing, whether it was pool water or hot tears, he looked pitiful and fragile.

Sheng Jiao, who was also drenched, knelt aside, dripping water from his long-haired black clothes, staring blankly at the yellow flowers blooming on the shore.

Xi Jue grabbed his shoulders and seemed to want to scold him, but he was choked by the water as soon as he opened his mouth, and half of his body hung on Sheng Jiao's body in embarrassment, coughing to death.

"You...cough cough I killed you! Cough cough woo..."

Sheng Jiao was still indifferent, his body was shaken back and forth twice by Xi Jue's cough, his heartless eyes were lowered, and he looked at Hua as if no one else was there.

Finally, Xi Jue slowed down, wiped the water on his face indiscriminately, and cursed hoarsely: "Men Hulu, did you do it on purpose?"

He didn't whip people like he did during the day, so how could he still be beaten?

Is there any reason?

Sheng Jiao treated him like air, no matter how much he babbled, there was no response.

It was as if the response of his reaching out just now was just a hallucination.

Out of nowhere, Sheng Jiao stretched out his hand suddenly.

Xi Jue was so frightened that he kicked his legs back again and again, lest he would slap himself again.

...But Sheng Jiao tried to touch the small blooming wild flower with his cold and trembling fingertips, but froze before he got close.

Like being afraid of something.

Xi Jue froze for a moment, then raised his hand to wipe his ear soaked in water, and looked at him blankly.

The fingertips are only half an inch from the flower.

Sheng Jiao's body was stiff, and he kept his hand protruding forward for a long time, until the water droplets on his fingertips were frosted, he shivered suddenly, and then slowly retracted his hand.

It seems that I am afraid that the cold on my body will make this bright and beautiful flower wither.

Suddenly, a cold hand stretched out from the side and clasped Sheng Jiao's wrist tightly.

Sheng Jiao was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head in a daze.

Xi Jue bent his knees and crawled over, his long half-wet hair hanging down to the ground, the beautiful and clean young master was in a mess.

He was supposed to be angry and irritable, but for some reason, he was unexpectedly quiet, his eyes downcast and looked extremely gentle—as if the arrogance and arrogance in the daytime were all masks.

He held Sheng Jiao's hand tightly without saying a word, and forced his five fingers to poke forward little by little.

Sheng Jiao's pupils shrank sharply, and he subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Xi Jue said, "Look."

Sheng Jiaomuran.

Xi Jue was much thinner than his peers, but at this moment, he tried his best to hold Sheng Jiao's hand, which was like an iron rod, and pressed down firmly.

There was a soft and warm feeling in the fingertips.

Sheng Jiao stared blankly.

Xi Jue took his hand and touched the flower.

He said softly: "...Look, the flowers are blooming."

Sheng Jiao always looked like a ruthless ice sculpture, but at this moment it was obvious that he was stunned.

The flowers in late autumn bloom lonely and bleak, and are gently moved by the wind in Shengjiao's fingertips.

The flowers seem to be born in a world of ice and snow, struggling to use the buds to push through the hard ice layer little by little, even if the root system is broken, it is difficult to use the last sliver of vitality to bloom the unappreciated flower clusters against the light.

The entire frozen world seemed to be crushed by this flower.

With the flowers as warm as the sun as the center, the ice is covered with cracks and scattered, and the world that was originally only black and white is suddenly colored by the brilliant yellow.

Late autumn night, frosty and icy.

The surroundings are full of flowers.

For no reason, Sheng Jiao thought, "I'm back."

Drunk to death in the world of mortals, a corner of my heart will eventually bloom.

Xi Jue finally let go, touched his ears Yanyan, got up without saying a word, and walked towards the residence with arms folded.

He didn't even have the strength to get angry, he just wanted to go back and change his soaked clothes.

After walking two steps, Xi Jue turned his head slightly as if he had noticed something.

Sheng Jiao was looking at him.

Those haggard eyes seemed to have a glimmer of life, staring straight at him, just like the divine light when he saw sweet-scented osmanthus in the daytime.

"What are you looking at, I'll tell you that this matter is endless." Xi Jue was weak, but he did not forget to show his teeth and claws, "I will settle the score with you tomorrow, so go back to sleep."

Sheng Jiao got up slowly, still looking at him.

"Go back, go back there to sleep." Xi Jue raised his hand and pointed at the small sweet-scented osmanthus courtyard, frowned and said, "My God, why do I think you are not missing five senses, but a string missing in your brain? Can't you hear me?" Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Sheng Jiao: "..."

Sheng Jiao was drenched all over, stared at him for a while with his lips tightened, then turned and went back.

Xi Jue finally breathed a sigh of relief, and left cursing.

Without Dao Tong serving him, the pampered young master was still able to groom himself very well. He took a bath and changed his clothes, lying on the bed with a few elixir while coughing and eating.

"The flowers are blooming..." The elixir took effect, and Xi Jue became more sleepy, thinking bewilderedly, "Can a single flower break through the winter?"

I don't know if it's because of that flower, but Xi Jue dreamed that he became a seed that was buried deep in the ground, and he tried his best to break out of the ground, but his head hurt but it didn't germinate.

Finally he woke himself up with anger.

Xi Jue sat on the bed and touched his head for a long time, when a heavy bell rang outside.

The time has come, and it's time to go to Jiusiyuan for class.

Xi Jue jumped up to freshen up, put on a light yellow cloak, and surrounded his neck with snow-white fox fur and fur.

He planned to find Feng Yu and go to Jiusi Garden together, but when he ran out and saw the pond, he instinctively shuddered, and turned on his toes to walk.

As he was strolling past, he saw Sheng Jiao standing on the other side of the pond from a distance, standing under the eaves outside the small sweet-scented osmanthus courtyard, looking down at the scattered sweet-scented osmanthus flowers, not knowing what he was thinking.

He must have been standing for a long time, and a layer of sweet-scented osmanthus has fallen on his shoulders in his hair.

Xi Jue: "..."

Xi Jue was angry and didn't want to talk to him, so he could only stare at him from a distance. The light yellow cloak wrapped around his body made him look like sweet-scented osmanthus, and he ran away in the cold wind of late autumn.

Sheng Jiao followed the prestige, only to see that yellow like a little flower from last night dissipating in the dense forest.

He gently lowered his hand, and a osmanthus flower hung down between his fingers.

When the cold wind blows, a few golden flowers fall.

Jiusi Garden is built with carved railings and jade, facing Panchi in front and backed by green mountains, a snow-white waterfall seems to come from the sky, and the sound of gurgling water faintly echoes in the mountains and forests, just like a fairyland.

When Xi Jue passed, everyone else had arrived except him and Sheng Jiao.

Ruoxue Zhai is extremely elegantly furnished, with a total of eight desks on the left and right.

Before the head of the courtyard came, there were already six young boys sitting upright. When they saw Xi Jue coming in, they all looked at him.

Xi was never stage-frightened, nor was he embarrassed to meet a stranger, he happily ran up to Feng Yu and said, "Why did you come here so early?"

It was rare for Feng Yu to droop his head, and when he saw this, he managed to raise his interest: "You must have woken up too late. Fortunately, the head of the hospital has not arrived today, otherwise you will definitely be punished."

Sitting cross-legged, Xi Jue asked strangely, "What's the matter with you?"

Feng Yu didn't expect him to be so perceptive, so he was taken aback for a moment before leaning into his ear and whispering.

"It's very difficult to talk to this group of people. We may have troubles in the future."

Feng Yu was originally a lively person. On the first day of school, he wanted to establish a good relationship with everyone, so he took the initiative to pick a conversation and waited for someone to answer.

"I have admired all of you for a long time, I don't know what your face lines are, can you open my eyes?"

There was silence all around.

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu maintained a stiff smile, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

No matter what they said afterwards, the other five people either smiled falsely, or looked down at their books, and some even thought he was farting, and didn't respond to a word.

Even though Feng Yu had a thick skin, he picked up two or three conversations in a row without getting a response, and couldn't stand the embarrassment of the dead silence, so he held his breath and didn't say a word.

He flipped the pages of the book and said sullenly, "I've never had such a big suffocation..."

Just as he was talking, Xi Jue let out an "oh" and stood up while supporting the table, as if he was about to speak.

Feng Yu experienced the shame and embarrassment of no one answering his words, so he hurriedly pulled him back.

"What to do, they won't talk to you!"

Xi never listened, and cheekily went to a young man in a white crane and magnolia robe next to him, and said crisply: "I am Xi Jue, who are you?"

Feng Yu turned his head in horror and couldn't bear to look any further.

This person is the most annoying, he only smiles, bends his eyes, curls his lips, smiles everywhere, smiles like a flower, but doesn't speak.

At that time, Feng Yu thought he was Rang Chen, but he didn't recognize this person as Heng Yudu until he saw his legs.

The young man Heng Yudu tilted his head to look at Xi Jue, his misty eyes slightly curved.

Refuse to communicate.

Xi Jue was not afraid, and went under the desk to look at Heng Yudu's legs hanging aside, wondering: "Can't your legs move? Can it be cured? Is it a congenital deficiency or an injury? Hmm? Hmm? Mmmmm?"

Heng Yudu: "..."

Feng Yu: "..."

Feng Yu looked at the daring Xi Jue in horror.

Why do you pick on people's pain points as soon as they meet?

Heng Yudu's congenital inadequacy is not good for doing things, and everyone in the three realms of Zhongzhou knows it.

Xi Jue chatted endlessly around his legs as if on purpose.

He was too noisy, and the others in Zhuxingzhai also frowned at him.

Feng Yu thought that this annoying thing would be slapped away by Heng Yudu with a smile, but the smile in Heng Yudu's eyes seemed to be more real, and he spoke softly.

"My name is Heng Yudu. I can't move my legs, and it can't be cured. It's a congenital deficiency."

Feng Yu was taken aback.

He even spoke? !

"Oh oh oh!" Xi Jue nodded, "It's a pleasure to meet you, I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

After finishing speaking, he bent his knees and crawled to another young man in white who was playing with a rhino horn lamp: "Who are you? What is this, can you show me to play?"

Feng Yu: "..."

Really thick-skinned and bold.

The white-clothed young man's eyebrows and eyes were calm and tranquil, like a quietly blooming twilight, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, he nodded slightly, and gestured softly.

Xi Jue also learned a few times: "What does this mean?"

Heng Yudu said softly: "It means that he has practiced closed-mouth meditation and can't speak."

Before Xi Jue could speak, Heng Yudu added on his own: "Rangchen's bad karma is not too heavy, his facial pattern can spy on the secrets of heaven, and he needs to restrain himself at all times."

Xi Jue: "Ah..."

Heng Yudu probably felt that what he said was not very good, and continued to add: "The secret is the future, and his face pattern is a glimpse of the secret, and everyone knows it."

Xi Jue: "I..."

Heng Yudu added: "Ah, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying you're ignorant, I'm just telling the truth."

Xi Jue: "..."

A closed phrase, a talkative ghost.

While the two were talking, there was a sound of gentle footsteps from outside, and Sheng Jiao entered Jiusiyuan expressionlessly.

The cheerful Xi Jue immediately put down his face and glared at him.

Sheng Jiao's eyes were dull, and without looking at the people around him, he walked to the empty table indifferently and was about to sit down.

Xi Jue got up, crawled over quickly with sharp eyesight and hands, and knelt on the futon with the table and case, and said vexatiously: "This is my seat, you go away."

After finishing speaking, Xi Jue caught a glimpse of several brand-new scrolls on the desk with the name "Sheng Jiao" on them.

Xi Jue: "..."

Even so, Xi Jue was also unreasonable and angry, and stared at Sheng Jiao unabated.

If it was yesterday, Sheng Jiao, who followed the rules and didn't want to deviate by half, would probably have hit him with the Tianyan Pearl, but today it seems that the sun has come out from the west, and Sheng Jiao just glanced at him, turned on his toes, and walked to the position of ridicule Sit down quietly.

Xi Jue: "..."

Xi Jue suddenly felt aggrieved as if he had punched the cotton heavily.

There was no arrangement on the first day of class, and the headmaster surnamed Wen didn't show up, probably to let the teenagers get to know each other better.

Xi Jue was angry, so he stared at Sheng Jiao all day with his chin in his hands, his eyes were sore and he still didn't want to give up.

Sheng Jiao always regarded him as a transparent person, looking down at the book with the name "Xi Jue" written on it, with no other distractions.

Xi Jue was so angry that he almost fell on his back, and finally he was willing to look away, and ran to the most talkative Heng Yudu and sat next to him.

Yokohama smiled.

Xi Jue muttered softly: "Did that saw-mouthed gourd also practice closed-mouth meditation? Do you know the inside story?"

Heng Yudu is a good-tempered but slow-tempered person, and when he is familiar with people, he no longer dies and smiles, "Ah", and looks a little embarrassed: "It's really not the actions of a gentleman."

"There is no right or wrong behind the scenes." Xi Jue spoke eloquently, and raised his hand to point at Sheng Jiao, "We are speaking in front of him, open and frank. Don't worry, we are still gentlemen."

Heng Yudu: "..."

Feng Yu also came over: "What? Whose right and wrong to tell? Let me listen too!"

"Actually, it's not a secret. This matter is well known in the three realms of Zhongzhou." Heng Yudu said helplessly, "Sheng Jiao Xiangwen is a spirit-level "Keeping the Dao of Heaven", an existence comparable to the Dao of Heaven, but the Patriarch of the Sheng family... Sigh. "

It is probably because the elders are right and wrong behind the scenes, and it is not the actions of a gentleman, so Heng Yudu used "ah" to replace those unfinished words.

Xi Jue and Feng Yu nodded their heads, expressing their understanding of what this meant.

"...It's a pity." Heng Yudu said, "The Sheng family hasn't even produced a heaven-level pattern in the past hundreds of years, but as soon as a spirit-level pattern appears, it's... alas."

"That's great, what a shame." Xi Jue and Feng Yu said.

"They probably misunderstood the meaning of "Kan Tian Dao", thinking that the spiritual-level appearance pattern can replace Tian Dao's pardon and Shen You, so they wanted Sheng Jiao not to study in Tianyan Academy, but to go directly to Xie Zhizong. "

Feng Yu frowned: "Going to the gate of hell to close the Xiezhi sect at the age of 12? Are those members of the Sheng family crazy?"

Heng Yudu: "Alas, alas!"

Xi Jue glanced at Sheng Jiao, and asked in a low voice, "Then why didn't you go to Xie, Xie what?"

Feng Yu glared at him: "Xiezhi Xiezhi, why don't you know anything?"

Heng Yudu probably seldom played with his peers, as if he had opened up a chatterbox, and continued to whisper: "Before Sheng Jiao awakened Xiangwen... I only met him once, almost with, and..."

He looked around and pointed at Rang Chen: "It's similar to Rang Chen, gentle and elegant, and loves to laugh."

Xi Jue was taken aback: "Huh?"

No matter what, he couldn't imagine Sheng Jiao's smile on the ice.

Heng Yudu said: "He was sent to Xiezhizong by the Sheng family, and entered Shen Tianshe to practice..."

Xi Jue interrupted him and asked, "What is Shen Tian's amnesty?"

"You really don't know anything, young master?!" Feng Yu glared at him angrily. To enter the Xiezhi sect, one must enter Shen Tianshe's illusion for three hours."

Shen Tianxie is an illusion, in which there are countless criminal cases that have been broken by the Xiezhi sect.

Miserable people make grievous mistakes, and heinous people escape punishment. There are all kinds of things like this.

Only in the hallucinations where one completely disregards one's personal emotions to correctly determine right and wrong, and executes the guilty, can one enter the Xiezhi sect. It is said that some people even put real death row prisoners in it, and let those who have experienced it personally kill them.

Xi Jue was stunned: "But it's only been three hours, even if you kill a person in half a day, it won't be like this?"

"You're stupid." Feng Yu kicked him, "Time passes differently in Shen Tianshe, three hours in the outside world is equivalent to seven days in the illusion!"

The monks who have survived the seven days of Shen Tian's amnesty often come out as cold and heartless killing gods who only know black and white, right and wrong.

"But Sheng Jiao only stayed for less than an hour, and then he came out of the illusion." Heng Yudu said, "He is too soft-hearted, he can't judge absolute right or wrong, he can only use emotions."

Xi Jue asked: "And then?"

Heng Yudu said softly: "The Sheng family felt that he was ashamed, so they forcibly threw him into Shen Tianshe's illusion..."

Paused, seemed to feel very cruel, said softly: "... two months."

Xi Jue quietly gasped.

Feng Yu didn't realize it at first, and after counting with his fingers for a long time, he said in horror: "Five years?!"

Heng Yudu: "Hush!"

Feng Yu covered his mouth with horror on his face.

Heng Yudu said in a low voice: "He was sent to Tianyan Academy only half a month after he came out from Shen Tianshe. Everyone said that his consciousness has not come out of the illusion. No one dared to do anything to him."

Three hours to apply for Amnesty is the limit, let alone two full months.

No wonder he was so heartless and cold as ice.

Holding his petite heart, Feng Yu said in a low voice, "I always knew that the people of the Sheng family were very miserable, but I didn't expect it to be like this, alas, alas, damn it!"

Xi Jue still remembered the kick that Feng Yu kicked him just now, and suddenly stretched his leg and kicked back, and said angrily: "Everyone knows this, why don't you know anything?"

"I just like to listen to fun, and I don't like to listen to such bad things that make people feel aggrieved." Feng Yu snorted and kicked back, "If I were Sheng Jiao, I would have used the Tianyan Pearl to kill Sheng Jiao a long time ago." The whole family at home has been split! This kind of joyful thing is what I love!"

The two kicked each other under the Hengyudu table.

Sheng Jiao sat there quietly, as if he was out of tune with the whole world.

Xi Jue glanced at him inadvertently, and his eyes moved slightly.

It was not yet night, and Xi Jue, who was afraid of going out at night, returned to the fasting house early.

He went to bed very early, and went to bed every day when it was dark, but today he tossed and turned under the quilt and couldn't fall asleep.

For a while, it was Sheng's scorched and dry eyes, and for a while, it was the "two months" that Heng Yudu said, which made his head hurt.

After some time, Xi Jue suddenly heard someone's footsteps outside the window.

The windows were half-closed, the candles in the courtyard were dimly shining with warm light, and there was no one there.

Xi Jue was wondering, a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus lingered on the tip of his nose, as if blown by the wind from outside.

Eighty percent of them are blown from the opposite side.

Xi Jue snorted, not wanting to smell his cinnamon, and went to close the window with his bare feet on the couch.

Just as he walked to the window, he was taken aback suddenly.

——There is a freshly picked sweet-scented osmanthus branch on the narrow window lattice.

Xi Jue stretched out his hand suspiciously to pinch the laurel branch, and twirled his two fingers slightly.

The sweet smell of sweet-scented osmanthus flickers on the face, like the last ray of warm spring breeze before late autumn.

***

Xi Jianglan stretched out his hand in a daze, and almost knocked off the small case porcelain vase.

The subtle vibrations of the porcelain and wooden boards colliding back and forth, shaky, woke him up directly.

"Well……"

Xi Jianglan was sleepy, subconsciously held the porcelain vase steady, the back of his hand itched, as if a bug had landed.

The slight touch made Xi Jianglan completely awake. Although he is down and out now, but the habit of pampering him all the year round makes him want to clean himself up at any time, decent enough, so that he won't feel ashamed when he sees his old friends.

Xi Jianglan thought that his house was so dirty that bugs began to grow, but before he felt ashamed or embarrassed, he looked down with tingling scalp.

——There are two beautiful sweet-scented osmanthus flowers on the back of the hand.

There is fresh water in the porcelain vase supported by five fingers, and a freshly broken osmanthus branch is inserted obliquely in it, which is simple and elegant.

It was already dawn, and the morning sun shone in through the stone leaky window, and the honey-like sunlight cast the shadow of the osmanthus twigs obliquely on Xi Jianglan's knuckle-boned fingers.

Xi Jianglan stared blankly for a while.

Suddenly, the door of the medical hall was slammed open, and Feng Yu hurried in, chattering at him.

Xi Jianglan touched his ears and found that the earrings were still there, but Feng Yu still only opened his mouth and did not make a sound, his heart skipped a beat.

Worse, the magic weapon that aids all things can't be really broken.

Xi Jianglan reacted very quickly, subconsciously distinguishing Feng Yu's lip shape, and saw him say.

"...Why are you still sleeping? Heavenly Yan, that little girl is going to kill us all by herself. Go and see!"

Xi Jianglan was stunned: "Huh?"

Feng Yu was talking about Qin Banban.

In the early morning, Heng Yudu was pushed by Feng Yu to look for Qin Banban, intending to tell her about Xiangwen's "Three Geng Snow", and then take her to Tianyan Academy to settle, so as to avoid any troubles in the future.

Awakening Xiangwen, a child with no family background, if left unprotected, will often end in an extremely miserable end.

Before dawn, the lively little girl got up to make cakes and open a shop.

Hearing Heng Yudu's words at the first glance, he stayed there for a long time as if he was listening to a book from heaven. He smiled and wrapped a few pastries and handed them to him: "Give it to brother, no money is required."

"Thank you." Heng Yudu thanked me gently, "Do you believe me?"

Qin Banban said: "If you don't believe me, just leave after eating."

Heng Yudu: "..."

Heng Yudu frowned: "You have indeed awakened Xiangwen. The snow disaster in Wuyin City here a few days ago was caused by your "three-shift snow". The people in the fairy gate. "

Girls at this age usually love beauty, but Qin Banban is wearing a shabby white dress, and hardship doesn't seem to have affected her heart.

She held her chin and said with a smile: "You make up stories to coax me, don't you just want to eat cakes like Brother Lan? Here are the cakes for you. Let's go."

Heng Yudu: "..."

How much nonsense has Xi Jianglan made up all these years, so that he is vigilant enough to deceive other little girls? !

Heng Yudu explained to her back and forth.

Qin Banban finally got angry: "Brother Lan told me not to trust anyone, especially people with Xiangwen! Don't you want to kidnap me and sell me to some valley to be a concubine?!"

Heng Yudu: "...No no no."

"Then hurry up and leave." Qin Banban glared at him, "I'll follow Brother Lan's advice and I won't go anywhere."

Heng Yudu asked softly: "When did your elder brother Lan say these words to you?"

"Several days ago." Qin Ban looked at him vigilantly, feeling that he was getting more and more strange.

Due to the influence of her emotions, the "San Geng Xue" that was already stable in the meridians slowly overflowed with a cold spiritual power, quietly surrounding Heng Yudu.

There was a crisp "click".

As soon as Heng Yudu raised his head, he saw that a huge cone of ice was condensing little by little on the top of his head, which seemed to be falling down and pierced him from head to tail in an instant.

Heng Yudu: "..."

This girl has such spiritual power unconsciously, and she will become a great weapon in the future.

It's just that Daqi is trying to kill him now.

When Xi Jianglan arrived in a hurry, Qin Ban's pastry shop was already covered with frost, and the icicles hanging from the eaves were like cold sword blades, heading straight towards Heng Yudu.

Xi Jianglan was taken aback: "Ban Ban!"

Qin Ban, who was glaring fiercely at Heng Yudu, came back to his senses in an instant, seeing Jiang Xi hurriedly running over, his face full of grievances: "Brother Lan! Someone is going to kidnap me to be someone's concubine!"

Heng Yudu: "..."

Xi Jianglan took Qin Banban for a moment, and said to Heng Yudu, "Hey, I didn't expect you to be so human, tsk tsk."

Heng Yudu had no choice but to say, "Don't make trouble."

Qin Banban came back to his senses, and said blankly, "Brother knows him?"

"Yeah." Xi Jianglan rubbed Qin Banban's head, and said with a smile, "Can there be frost and snow in summer, silly girl, didn't you notice it?"

Qin Banban was stunned for a long time: "But me, but why do I have phase lines? I am an ordinary person, isn't that something that only young masters and young ladies of big families have?"

Xi Jianglan said: "Why, are you unhappy?"

"Happy is happy." Qin Ban said confusedly, "I just feel like I'm dreaming."

Xi Jianglan smiled and said: "It's not a dream, you pack up your things and follow him to Tianyan Academy, and enter the fairy gate, no one will dare to bully you anymore."

Qin Banban nodded half-understanding: "Then I have to talk to my father."

Xi Jianglan smiled.

Heng Yudu took a look at Xi Jianglan, and decided to be the villain himself: "To enter my Tianyan Academy, you have to sever ties with the past, including blood and blood relatives."

Qin Banban was taken aback: "Huh?"

Heng Yudu said: "Are you willing?"

Qin Banban stared blankly at Xi Jianglan for a while, then said softly, "Okay."

Heng Yudu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Then go and pack your things, and follow me today."

Qin Banban nodded and obediently entered the backyard.

Xi Jianglan seemed to have discovered something, He Hengyudu nodded, and followed up.

In the backyard of the dilapidated pastry shop, Qin Ban Ban quickly packed things.

In fact, she doesn't have much to pack at all. She has hardly bought a new piece of clothing since she was a child, and the clothes she often wears are picked up by the sister next door.

After walking around the huge courtyard for a long time, Qin Banban realized that the only thing he wanted to take away was a wooden doll.

The little girl was sitting in the courtyard full of frost, pinching the doll, her eyes were blank in a daze.

Suddenly, two lines of tears slipped from her eyes unexpectedly and hit the wooden doll's face.

Xi Jianglan, who had been watching from the side, walked over gently, knelt down on one knee in front of her to wipe away her tears, and said softly, "Why are you crying? This is a good thing. Are you reluctant to part with your father?"

But yes, it is only natural for a 12-year-old child to be reluctant to part with his family.

——Even if her father is a scum, the two of them have depended on each other for so many years.

Unexpectedly, Qin Banban shook his head: "Although the mortal world and the immortal sect are like two worlds, those immortals who have ascended to the Tao must not be devoid of human nature, and there should be no rules for severing ties with the past."

Xi Jianglan was silent.

"Is he... dead?" Qin Banban murmured.

Xi Jianglan's voice was soft and gentle: "Yes, he's dead."

Qin Banban was stunned for a long time, then said blankly, "...I always knew that if he didn't repent and continued to gamble, sooner or later he would even lose his life at that little gambling table."

The word "blood relative" was like a shackle, which made her thin body unable to breathe.

The little girl was stepping on the swamp that swallowed her like a bottomless pit no matter how she filled it up. On her shoulders were heavy shackles that she shouldn't have to bear. Every day of her life was painful and difficult.

Qin Ban wants to move forward step by step towards the sunshine.

But she is too slow.

It is completely incomparable to the speed of the darkness of the abyss behind him.

But suddenly one day, someone told her that she no longer had to drag the burdensome shackles. She had a bright future all by herself, and the road to the fairy gate was smooth and straight to the top of the cloud.

... But she is used to it, and she is even afraid that dirty footprints will stain the beautiful avenue.

Qin Banban didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"Good girl." Xi Jianglan said softly, "It's right to be thankful, and it's also right to be sad. Whatever choice you make now is right."

Qin Banban couldn't bear it any longer, threw himself into his arms and wept loudly.

"How did he die? Why did he die? He...he finally died! Brother Lan, I'm afraid. "

Xi Jianglan hugged her, but didn't see what Qin Banban was saying.

He looked down at the thin and slender girl who was crying and trembling, as if he was looking through her at a small shadow in the long river of time.

Qin Banban finally vented his emotions after crying a lot, he just hugged the wooden doll with red eyes and obediently followed Heng Yudu, no longer barking his teeth and claws like before.

Xi Jianglan: "Where are you going after that?"

"I have to pick up a few children from aristocratic families, and I will return to Zhongzhou in about five days." Heng Yudu said, "You and Sheng Jiao..."

Feng Yu said quietly: "I think Sheng Jiao is planning to take you back to the Xiezhi School to be strictly guarded, but with your tattered body...you should go to the Medicine School to find a small poison for you to see."

The two talked together, Xi Jue didn't know who to look at at all, his eyes fluttered for a long time, and he simply said directly: "You don't mind my business, go about your business, and we will get together when I go to Zhongzhou."

After all, he was afraid that the two of them would see the clue, so he walked back to the Twelve House with long legs.

Heng Yudu hastily called him to stop.

"Jiang Lan, "Exchanging the Bright Moon" is only valid for Sheng Jiao for ten days, and it may be shorter, you know this, right? "

Xi Jianglan was opening the door, turned sideways and accidentally caught Heng Yudu talking, but only saw clearly the words "You know this, right?"

"Mother, what's the matter?" But he was not easy to ask, after all, Heng Yudu was always worrying about it, and it must be a small matter that he had told him before, so he waved his hand.

"Understood, the old lady Heng is getting more and more verbose—Banba, listen to this old lady carefully, I will go to Tianyan Academy to find you in a few days."

Qin Banban nodded obediently.

Only then did Xi Jianglan close the door, staring at the sweet-scented osmanthus on the small case thoughtfully.

Ying Zhuo knew the culprit who massacred Xi's family six years ago, no matter how much he was afraid of the Xiezhi Sect, he would go to Zhongzhou to follow the hard-won clues to find out the truth.

I just don't know if this journey will be safe or not.

Just as he was thinking, a scent of cinnamon suddenly floated beside him.

Xi Jianglan turned his head to look.

Sheng Jiao stood there at some point, with his back to the light, his cold eyes were like a cold prison, just looking at him coldly made Xi Jianglan feel that he had nowhere to escape.

"Cough." This person is not what he used to be, so it's not easy to be fooled. Xi Jianglan raised his smile proficiently and greeted, "Did Sect Master Sheng sleep well last night?"

Sheng Jiao stared at him coldly, and after a while, he suddenly opened his lips.

Xi Jianglan's eyes fell on his lips.

Since reuniting with Sheng Jiao, this mouth seems to only call his name.

When you are angry, you call by your name, and when you are indifferent, you also call by your name.

Xi Jianglan was wondering what he would say, whether it was "Three Geng Xue", or the culprit who massacred Xi's family, or what happened last night...

No, what happened last night, why is my mind blank?

Xi Jianglan was thinking about it when he finally saw Sheng Jiao speak.

"What's wrong with your ears...?"

Xi Jianglan was taken aback.