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On the way back to the post station, he turned his head in a mindless and bored manner, while Pu Xinjiu's gaze kept on Xie Yan, until Xie Yan's old face became embarrassed.

Isn't it just a little gossip, what about this person?Xie Yan slandered.

"Thank you for the banquet," Pu Xinjiu finally spoke softly as if confirming something, "The head of Tiandu Yunhai is Minghong."

"Ah?" Xie Yan hadn't reacted to the unexpected topic.

"The head of Tiandu Yunhai is Minghong, not Liu Gudeng." Pu Xinjiu emphasized.

Could it be that Uncle Liu later changed his mind and passed the headship to his youngest son?But no matter how you look at the candidate for the successor, I think Liu Gudeng is much more suitable than Liu Minghong... Xie Yan was at a loss: "Why, why?"

Pu Xinjiu stopped in his tracks, and stared straight at Xie Yan's blank eyes through Shura's ghostly face. There was a certain sadness in his eyes that made Xie Yan's heart skip a beat.

"Because——Liu Gudeng is dead."

Ten years ago, under the leadership of Venerable Xihuo, the members of the Demon Race, who had been oppressed for many years, waged a full-scale war with the righteous sects and sects.Xie Yan, who was obsessed with revenge, betrayed Xuanyin and entrenched in Fengdu, Puxinjiu together with Lan Yueshi, and let his subordinates go to the Taoist gate to do some small tricks from time to time.Until Xie Yan was stabbed to death by Jian Suyu, he never remembered how many people the two sides had lost, but he had never heard of any accidents among the people he knew well...

"You really don't know." Pu Xinjiu's tone was full of pity, "Is Jian Suyu planning to hide it from you forever?"

"What..." As if stunned by a thunderbolt, Xie Yan was in a dream, thinking that he understood every word of Pu Xinjiu, but he couldn't understand it together, "What are you talking about... ..."

"At that time, Xuanyin was seriously injured by you, and then you were wiped out by Jian Suyu's sword piercing through the heart, and then——a lot of things happened after that."

"The former head of Tiandu Yunhai personally went to Lingshan to save your life, but it was still a step too late. Liu Gudeng, who was connected to your life fire, also died not long after you died."

"When he was dying, he took his saber to cut off the water, and jumped off the land where the gods were forged in the sea of ​​clouds in the sky - the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire. At the price of eternally sealing the saber with his soul, he exhausted his whole body to quench the water, and sacrificed himself for the sword. Turn into a sword spirit."

"The people of the demon clan who lost the demon king were furious, and they rushed to these famous and decent sects to avenge you. It happened that Tiandu Yunhai lost their masters, and the dragons were leaderless. The two sides fought for several days, and finally - Tiandu Yunhai was slaughtered."

"I forced my way out, and when I rushed over, everything was a foregone conclusion. Among the corpses of the whole sect, only Minghong was quietly hugging the corpse of Liu Shixin, who had blocked the fatal blow for him, as if he had lost his soul. Those monsters didn’t kill him for some reason, but they chopped down the thousand-year-old pine that had been passed down by Tiandu Yunhai in front of him—seeing the sect’s destruction is probably more uncomfortable than killing him.”

"I took care of Minghong there for a few days. He always thought I was a phantom. After confirming that his life was safe, I went down the mountain. Who knew that when I went down the mountain, I met the child just now. He didn't listen to me. I advise you to go to the already extinct Tiandu Yunhai."

"However, seeing him like this and Tiandu Yunhai recuperating later, one can guess that Minghong must have listened to my words and cheered up - as long as there is still one person, Tiandu Yunhai will not disappear .”

"Although he has no spiritual power, Liu Gudeng left him with the water cutoff. Relying on the water cutoff, he inherited Liu Gudeng's cultivation base, and he is no different from a normal monk. For this reason, he became a The only one in the history of Tiandu Yunhai who owns two masters and double knives."

"However, Minghong changed later and became a lot more sinister. He hated people in the devil way and all kinds of evil cultivators to death, but if it is said that he hates the one from your family the most - he killed you, and indirectly Killed Liu Gudeng. An elder brother is like a father, once Liu Gudeng dies, his world will collapse."

In the evening, when the magic hour came, the clouds in the sky sent the sky burning to the eyes, and it was so red that it hurt people's eyes.

Jian Suyu was dressed in white, leaning sideways on a weeping willow next to the post station with Xiaolian on her back.The afterglow of the setting sun coated his long snow-white hair and fair skin with a layer of golden light, making his whole person more radiant and charming.At this moment, he was carefully playing with a smooth stone in his hand that was dyed orange by the setting sun. His brows were peaceful, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and there was an imperceptible tenderness in his clear eyes, like stars shining all over the sky.

Many years ago, the trembling younger generation of the Liu family told him that this kind of stone is called the Dingyin Stone—it can start to record the sound after three hammerings, and the sound can be finalized with another hammering.If you want to listen to it when you have time, you only need to tap it lightly.For so many years, Jian Suyu has always cherished her very much.

"Brother."

Jian Suyu turned her face away when she heard the sound, and saw that the man was calling him under the golden light, just like in the past, she couldn't help lowering her voice: "Huh?"

It's just that the dazzling afterglow of the setting sun seemed to shatter into lenses in his eyes, and Xie Yan looked as if he was about to cry: "Are you going to—" Xie Yan's voice was obscure, no longer flamboyant and frivolous, "When are you going to tell me?" My Gudeng's death? Are you really going to hide it from me forever?"

She couldn't help being dazed for a moment, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and Jian Suyu immediately became nervous: "No...I'm not..."

Broken mirrors are the most difficult to reunite, and it’s hard to mend a normal relationship. If you go through something else, who knows if you can say a few words or even see each other with a calm face in the future?

Seeing him admit it, Xie Yan looked at him quietly for a long time, his eyes were red, and he choked up and said, "Gudeng... died because of you, and because of me—no, it's all my fault, it's all my fault." Harmful spirit..." He covered his face and slowly squatted down, like a child crying bitterly, "I killed him..."

"It wasn't you." Jian Suyu didn't know how to comfort others, so she could only wrap her arms around Xie Yan's shoulders helplessly, and persuaded softly, "It was me, I was the one who killed him." He bit his lip and hesitated, stretched out his hand to think He touched Xie Yan's head, but he could only clenched his fist in mid-air, and finally retracted it.

"It's all my fault. I didn't resist at that time because I had you in my heart. I won't do it in the future—I will change it." As if some decision had been made, Xie Yan said bitterly, "I will definitely change it in the future... ...No, there is no future."

Suddenly his whole body was cold, and Jian Suyu was stunned for a moment before he understood what he meant. He tried hard to control his strength, pinched Xie Yan's shoulder, and frantically murmured: "Xie Yan, listen to me, don't treat me like this ——" It took him ten years to understand that he liked someone, and then he suffered endless regrets. Later, this person came back to life and told him "there is no future".

"Not like this? What else can I do? What can I do?" Xie Yan stood up and shook off his hand, like a red-eyed hedgehog who only sees who stabs whom. "When I see you, I think of the lonely lamp What should I do if I die..."

Jian Suyu wanted to explain, but he was not good at it, so he could only hold Xie Yan's hand in a daze, anxiously wanting to hand over the Dingyin Stone in his hand, wanting to tell him that he had treasured this stone for many years, I want to tell him that whenever he starts to miss it in the dead of night, he will take it out and listen to it.

Because the voice of thanking the banquet is treasured in the Dingyin stone.

Xie Yan, who was about to be overwhelmed by regret, suddenly felt that Jian Suyu stuffed something into his palm, and it still carried the residual warmth of that person.

This was the first time that Jian Suyu took the initiative to give him something.Xie Yan was stunned for a moment, looking at the man's bewildered look, then gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and instantly a small splash appeared on the sparkling water. "Some things are missed, don't you know?"

Xie Yan had never liked anyone before, the first time he saw Jian Suyu, he felt that he could stare at him for the rest of his life.However, he felt that it was purely because he felt that both of them would miss it, so he never gave up, but later on, he could only let it go. After so many changes, Xie Yan was not sure whether Jian Suyu was right or not. The one who has the courage to pursue for a lifetime.Because of being soft-hearted and merciful for a while, Xie Yan really lost a lot of things. Once he liked someone so much, he liked that person in his heart, but he was really afraid.

"Thank you Yan..." Jian Suyu held his wrist from behind, as lightly as her voice, almost begging, "May I not know..."

Xie Yan didn't answer, but slowly let go of his cold fingertips one by one, turned his head and left decisively.

In the middle of the night, Pu Xin broke into Xie Yan's room without even knocking on the door, and dragged him out of the bed when he was depressed: "I'll go, are you all crazy or something? A corpse lying in the room pretending to be dead , the other froze the whole river in a daze just to find something? Did you lose something to him?"

Hearing the sound, Xie Yan slightly raised his eyelids, and stuffed something into Pu Xinjiu's hand, feeling a little tired, tired from the inside out: "It's this, give it to him." After all, he still didn't want to throw it away.

"I don't understand the two of you, there are two people clearly—huh?" Pu Xinjiu took a look at it, a little surprised, "Isn't this the most common setting stone in the sea of ​​clouds in Tiandu Yunhai? It can be treasured for many years if it is a final decision. .” As he spoke, he held the stone and tapped it lightly on the edge of the bed.

The next moment, a faint voice resounded in the room.

Pu Xinjiu listened intently for a moment, then frowned and guessed, "So light... like the sound of a breeze?"

Xie Yan didn't understand until finally a vague "senior brother" came from the Dingyin Stone.

It was the sound of his breathing in his sleep, which had been treasured for so many years.

Ten years of love and hatred between life and death, without thinking about it, and unforgettable, but never said it out, in the end, love cannot be said, hate - also cannot be said.

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