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Xie Yan had a dream.

In front of you are climbing steps one after another, passing through the misty clouds on the mountainside, spreading from the solemn mountain gate to the noisy town below the mountain.

There was a cool rain brushing over his cheeks. Xie Yan still remembered that it was also raining heavily on the day he went up the mountain with Lan Yueshi for the first time.Suddenly, there were two blurred figures slowly going up the mountain, it was the young and frivolous Xie Yan and Lan Yueshi.Relying on a bit of youthful spirit, they did not use any spiritual power, and used their own steps to measure all the ladders to the sky step by step.The blurry figure gradually became clear as the distance from the mountain gate shortened, but the figure on the steps changed from two people supporting each other to a single person hanging alone.

Being exposed to the rain was a little out of breath.

Xie Yan, who was clutching his wound, suddenly stopped, staring at the person standing on the endless climbing steps.

It looks like Xie Yan, who is smiling slightly, the corners of his eyes slightly raised are exactly the same; but it doesn't look like him, because the eyes of that "Xie Yan" are red, and there is a very conspicuous old jet black on his eyebrows. dragon pattern.

That "Xie Yan" walked towards him slowly, his eyes full of smiles fell on Xie Yan, as if he was teasing: You look really embarrassed now.

On the ground behind Xie Yan, a large piece of shocking blood bloomed, which was drenched by the drizzle from the sky, and the blood flowed down step by step along the climbing ladder when the disciple entered.

Probably due to excessive blood loss, I just felt that the road in front of me was unconsciously blurred. Xie Yan felt that he might have hallucinations, and he probably would lose his legs and roll down the foothills in the next moment.

It's already bad, don't be afraid of getting worse.Xie Yan raised his hand vigorously and waved it a few times, trying to drive away the phantom in front of him.However, when the fingertips were about to touch, I saw the other self in front of me open his arms and greeted him like a hug, as if being blown away by the breeze, and gradually disappeared into his body.

Xie Yan was stunned for a long time by the look in his eyes when the phantom disappeared, because he seemed to be saying: You are also me, and I am you.

"Xie Yan, my surname is Lan, and I am not qualified to take revenge, but you are the last Xie family member. If the blood feud of the Xie family is not cleared, my parents will not die with peace." Lan Yueshi's words are still in my ears.

While gritting her teeth and saying these words in grief, Lan Yueshi's sea-blue robe was stained dark blue by her own blood.She stared at Xie Yan with an almost crazy paranoid and melancholy, full of two words - revenge.

It was so heavy that Xie Yan could hardly stand on his feet, and suddenly his legs went limp.

Just as he was about to fall from the foot of the mountain, his wrist tightened, and a fresh and slightly bitter aroma of herbs came from behind him. At the same time, a black silk umbrella fell on the top of Xie Yan's head. Get out of the way.

"Xie Yan, how are you?" Yue Dusk's anxious voice rang in his ears.

Xie Yan leaned against his arms as if exhausted, and rarely felt a burst of exhaustion that he hadn't felt for many years.He closed his eyes, pulled himself together, and threatened weakly and powerlessly: "Didn't I tell you not to follow me? You are the head disciple of Mingxin Pavilion. If you follow me, a devil, you will lose your reputation."

Enmity between blood relatives is irreconcilable.

Just now, in front of Lord Tianyuan, in front of his master, and in front of the whole sect, he dissected the inner alchemy he had cultivated for many years with his bare hands - heralding that he would break with the Xuanyin sect and have nothing to do with it.

And Lan Yueshi, who also lost her inner alchemy and fell into a coma, was taken away by the elders of the Lan family, and he was left alone—he was left alone, staggering step by step under the surprised or puzzled gaze of his former classmates. , stepped out of Xuanyin's mountain gate.

Only the stubborn Yue Dusk followed him silently while holding an umbrella.

"I'm not from Xuanyin, they don't care about me, and besides, I just want to save you, what can they do to me?" Yue Dusk pursed his lips, his face was uglier than Xie Yan, and his worried eyes swept across Xie Yan's bloody right fist - that is the inner alchemy that Xie Yan has cultivated for many years, and now it has been severed from the dantian.

Hearing this, Xie Yan rarely had a smile on his lips: "Twilight, you are stupid."

"That's right, I'm stupid! But look at the ghost you've made yourself into now, can I compare to your stupidity?" Yue Dusk became more and more angry as she spoke, she couldn't help but grab him, and hesitantly stretched out her hand to brush Xie Yan's heavy eyes, and his usual hot temper could not help softening now, "You have a rest first. If Xuanyin can't keep you, I'll take you to Youhuangli, and I'll see who dares to come to Mingxin Pavilion to play wild ?!"

Xie Yan's injury can't be delayed, in order to avoid accidents along the way, Yue Dusk carried Xie Yan on his back, flew with his sword all the way, and carefully concealed his tracks, hurriedly headed in the direction of Mingxin Pavilion.However, Xie Yan, who suffered a mental blow and lost his inner alchemy, was too weak. He had a high fever along the way, and they had to stop from time to time. Stay in the old house for a while.

"Thank you, I won't allow you to die. You're almost in the secluded area, hold on a little longer, I'll go to the mountain to find some herbs for you first." Anxious Yue Duo pursed her lips and touched his burning heart with distress. Fiery forehead.

Xie Yan was so dizzy from the fever, he felt something rustling approaching him in a haze, and struggled to open his eyes: "Who?"

There was a dark mass huddled in the northeast corner of the temple, and it was looking at him with a pair of big eyes full of expectation and longing—as if it was looking at its own food.

It turned out to be a lonely ghost from nowhere.It is often said in the story books that ghosts love the anger of people the most, but it is not entirely true, because they actually prefer monks' flesh and blood bodies full of spiritual power.

Am I going to die?Xie Yan forcefully used the remaining spiritual power in his body, and the pain was as if his internal organs had been severely scratched with nails.He gave a wry smile, and helplessly stroked his burning forehead, thinking that he was once a decent disciple of a famous family, and he could have such a downcast time.But he can't die now, anyway, the meridians are exhausted, and it's useless to keep the magic sealing golden needle...

Xie Yan gritted his teeth, raised his palm and slapped the seal on the back of his neck, enduring the pain that his spine was about to be shattered, trying to force out the magic sealing golden needle in his body.

"Pfft——" Xie Yan, who had bitten his lower lip in pain, turned pale, and threw himself forward a few times, vomiting a pool of blood.At the same time, a red light burst out from behind the seal on the back of the neck, and Xie Yan grabbed it with trembling hands.In an instant, the red light turned into a slender white bone mixed with blood in his palm—it was the sealing gold needle that was driven into the body to suppress the madness of the keel, and now it has already merged with a keel in his body.

The smell of blood filled the air, and the ghost huddled in the corner let out a few whistling sounds restlessly.

Looking at the bloody bone in his hand and the inner alchemy that had already dried up in his palm, Xie Yan was stunned for a long time.After regaining some strength, Xie Yan threw the things in front of the wild ghost, and said in a hoarse voice, "These things can keep your ghost alive forever. If you practice hard, you will be more likely to become a ghost in the future .”

The air was dull for a long time.

Xie Yan is not Pu Xinjiu, so he doesn't understand the difference in thinking between ghosts and living people.He can only take a gamble, hoping that the ghost he meets is a ghost with some foresight, so he wants to use those things in exchange for his own life.

"Then how can I thank you?" The voice was slender and weak, obviously from a woman's mouth, "I don't have anything, and I have nothing to exchange for."

"Thinking of me cough cough cough cough cough cough cough—" Xie Yan was amused by her, "I also act recklessly and frivolously for half my life in the family and teachers. What rare antiques, wild animals and sea treasures have I never seen? Just trade it... ..."

However, in the end, under the repeated pleas of the female ghost, Xie Yan used the last bit of spiritual power to take away a little bit of memory that lingered in her mind.Xie Yan didn't have a penchant for prying into other people's privacy, so he casually threw it into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yue Duo didn't come back for a long time, Xie Yan has been in a daze, and I don't know how many hours have passed.When his consciousness was blurred, he suddenly felt an icy air that was so familiar that he couldn't help but shrank to the side and coughed a few times: "Ahem, cough, you are from Xuanyin, don't—don't touch me!"

The man was stroking his palm and injecting gentle spiritual power behind him, trying to repair his dantian with broken meridians, he couldn't help being startled when he heard this.

After struggling to move to the side of the pillar, Xie Yan had a place to lean on and immediately felt a sense of security.His lungs throbbing, he calmed down his chaotic breathing, speaking slowly, "Duwan was already very careful, how did you find me?"

"Your inner alchemy still has the spiritual power fluctuations of our sect." Jian Suyu lowered her eyes, her hands on Xie Yan's shoulders unconsciously tightened, and her voice was obscure, "After leaving the customs, my uncle has told me the cause and effect, You...how did things turn out like this..."

"How did this happen? Jian Suyu, why don't you ask me to ask Tian Yuanjun?!" The internal organs were stirring violently, Xie Yan leaned against the pillar, and roared hysterically, "Ask him why he wanted to kill me Xie Yan House one?! My uncle and aunt are all dead... all dead cough cough cough—"

The emotional Xie Yan suddenly clutched his abdomen and coughed violently. A few strands of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, which surprised Jian Suyu.

"Xie Yan, don't get excited." Jian Suyu reached out to calm his emotions, but Xie Yan slapped his hands away mercilessly.

"Stop being so hypocritical!" Xie Yan wanted to laugh, and there was a subtle sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, almost self-deprecating, "Didn't Lord Tianyuan issue a kill order? Didn't you chase me all the way to take my head?" Do it, anyway, I am just a useless person with no power to restrain the chicken."

"I..." Jian Suyu looked at Xiao Lian on the ground and wanted to deny it, but thinking about her master's instructions, she had to be silent.

"Aren't you worried that I will become a demon?" Xie Yan sneered, then turned the back of his neck - pointing at the invalid seal covered with blood, and shouted provocatively, "I will show you! Come on! Execute the demons! The noble and ruthless head disciple of the Xuanyin sect doesn't hesitate to kill treacherous evildoers on weekdays, doesn't he?"

"Thank you for the banquet!" Jian Suyu's face changed, and she hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop him.

But Xie Yan was emotional, and he accidentally pulled the wound, and some strange aura rushed through his blood, causing blood to ooze from Xie Yan's broken meridians.

In an instant, it seemed to be surrounded by countless mosquitoes, and there were thin and dense sounds that exploded in Xie Yan's sea of ​​consciousness.There was the sound of waves lapping on the shore, some ancient animal cry, some whispering, some loud neighing, and some calling his name tenderly and eagerly.

In the haze, Xie Yan seemed to see a face - not someone else's, but his own face.The only difference was that Xie Yan's eyes were red, and there was a black dragon pattern between his eyebrows. Before he could ask the phantom, he fainted from the pain.A strange whisper came faintly from my ear: You are also me, and I am you...