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Before Lan Yin raised her head, she felt her eyes darken, and a familiar voice sounded above her head.

"Xiao Yin, when did you know my identity?" Xie Yan looked down at the young man in front of him, hesitating to speak.Fearing that the young man would go back on his word, Xie Yan was a little anxious, gritted his teeth and reminded in a low voice: "You said you would tell me when I came back."

Ever since Xiaolan hid in Lan's house, she had heard from the elders in the clan that there was a big devil who did all kinds of evil in her mother's house.Later, when he grew up, the people on his father's side told him that it was that big devil who killed his parents.Therefore, whenever he saw other people's happy and happy family reunions during the holidays, he was envious to death, and hated that person so much that his teeth itch.He once asked Pu Xinjiu in private, but the Ghost King glanced at him, and said lightly, "The dead are gone, and all right and wrong are gone" and said no more.

Lan Yin was unwilling to reconcile, so she took advantage of one day when Jian Suyu was in a good mood and brought up the rumored vicious devil.Unexpectedly, for the first time ever, the eyes of the master who stood firm on Mount Tai showed a trace of pain, he turned his face away, and after instructing Lan Yin to practice the formulas, he didn't say much—it was so secretive.

"Uncle, I have watched the look in the eyes of Master when he called your name for many years." Lan Yin looked at him seriously.

This title caused quite a stir in my heart, Xie Yan lowered his eyes, a little frustrated: "You are still willing to recognize me——I thought you hated me."

"Yes, I hate you." The young man nodded, seeing the face of the man in front of him change as expected, and continued, "You know that I long for a family so much, but you still refuse to recognize me."

"No." Xie Yan repeatedly retorted, so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands—in fact, it was Xie Yan who longed for his family more, "I'm just afraid——I'm afraid you hate me. I'm a magic cultivator, I didn't expect—I didn't expect You will be willing to forgive me..."

"Why do you need to forgive you? Xinjiu told me what happened back then. My father died to save my mother, and my mother died of dystocia—it wasn't your fault."

But the whole family of Xie's family really died because of him, and the uncle and aunt died under Tian Yuanjun's hand to protect him.Even Xie Yan himself thought that the prophecy had really come true, because he did kill many people.

Xuanyin was killed by him, and Lord Tianyuan was also killed by him.It's just that he didn't understand, the venerable seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time, and when he saw him appear, there was a smile of suspicion on his face.

He vaguely remembered Tian Yuanjun's face covered with blood, looking at him sadly: "Son, the blood feud of Xie's family is in the hands of this old man—let others go."

A long sword passed through the heart and was pulled out suddenly. Immediately, the old man lost his support and fell heavily to the ground.He looked at the vast sky, opened and closed his mouth: "It's a pity that you ruined him...Suyu him—he..."

Suyu what?It's a pity that Xie Yan didn't have the patience to listen to it in the end, and made another sword on the corpse, denying it lightly: "No, no, I can't destroy him. Even if the whole sect is dead, I still can't do anything to him—never It's all like this. But I know that Suyu also wants me to die."

He only knew that Jian Suyu came to Fengdu to look for him at that time, and before he left, Tuopu Xinjiu handed him a fresh talisman that had been tampered with - which eventually led to a major change of his mind and burned the entire Fengdu ghost territory.The ghosts in Fengdu are all Pu Xinjiu's family members, so he no longer has the face to face Pu Xinjiu's broken face, and he can no longer hide in the city, avoiding the fate he has been trying to avoid.

"Uncle, those past events are not your fault." Xie Yan remained silent for some reason, and Lan Yin's slightly concerned eyes fell on him.

"Yun Xi is washing fruit in the backyard, Xiao Yin, please go and help." A familiar voice brought Xie Yan back to his senses.

He turned around and met Jian Suyu's deep gaze, only to hear the person in front of him say: "Let's talk."

"Hey, what are you talking about? Brother, talking about money hurts feelings, and talking about feelings hurts cultivation." Xie Yan leaned against the pillar and sat down, resting his chin, as if he was listening carefully.

No matter how much Xie Yan refuted, he couldn't obliterate the fact that Lord Tianyuan died under his sword, just like Jian Suyu couldn't refute the person who killed the person in his heart back then.

"My cultivation level is enough..." Jian Suyu retorted subconsciously, and caught a glimpse of Xie Yan's face full of inexplicable smiles.No matter how dull he was, he could feel the undisguised teasing in it, so he straightened his face: "Let's talk about that sword that year."

A dull pain flashed across his chest, and the smile on Xie Yan's face faded a bit: "...that sword?"

Jian Suyu's shocking sword pierced Xie Yan's heart, obliterating all the luck and fantasy in his heart.Over the years, the stabbed wound on his body has long since healed, but it still hurts when he thinks about it.

"To punish me for going down the mountain without authorization, Master made me drink Chen Yuan San." The corridor was quiet, and every word of Jian Suyu resounded, "So I forgot about you afterwards."

Jian Suyu, the proud son of the sect, violated the sect's rules for disobeying her elders in order to thank the banquet, and even knelt in front of the main hall for three days and three nights and begged to go down the mountain again.In fact, what Tian Yuanjun said was correct - from the moment Jian Suyu's deep-rooted love for Xie Yan, the always cold-faced head disciple of the Xuanyin sect and people like exiled immortals were completely destroyed.

But for all of this, he himself answered as he said when he went down the mountain: "The disciple does not regret it."

But after Tianyuan Lord let go, Jian Suyu, who was unaware of it, began to regret after receiving a glass of spirit wine from Cang Shen and Yuan Origami with a look of unbearable expression.

Perhaps at that time, he no longer knew what to regret.Because he turned back into the elder brother that everyone praised, helping Cang Shen and Tian Yuanjun to deal with the blood gu infection in the door.

Everyone stood respectfully at a place far away from them, bowed their heads and lowered their eyebrows, and respectfully called themselves "senior brother".No one sticks to him not far behind with a flattering face anymore, looking at him eagerly, hoping that he will look back inadvertently.Occasionally he would turn around and stare in a daze at the empty direction behind him - he vaguely remembered that there should be a person standing there.

One day, Jian Suyu found a pure white jade flute from a cabin in the snow bamboo forest.He still remembered that the name of the flute was Sui Bing, and he chose it himself.When playing, the tone is as cold as ice, and the air is chilling.But no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't remember who made the messy sword tassel at the end of the flute—only the scattered memories in his mind told him that he hung the sword tassel by himself.

"Senior sister, is there someone missing in the sect?" He asked Yuan Origami.

Tobi Origami paused, avoiding his trusting eyes, and was about to cry: "Yes, Yunhe grew up with us since childhood, and now he has passed away."

Looking at the continuous mountains in the distance, Jian Suyu also nodded with emotion: "No wonder I always feel that some important people around me are missing..."

It wasn't until later that there were rumors in the sect that there was a demon cultivator attacking Lingshan, and when Jian Suyu came out of the ice pool, the entire sect was already bleeding like a river.

When she saw her most respected master lying in a pool of blood, Jian Suyu raised her sword and attacked the person in the middle of the demonic energy.In an instant, the surrounding area was filled with cold air, and countless ice shards turned into long swords of ice and snow in the air, directly hitting the opponent's big holes.

"You really want my life." The man stared at him coldly with his red eyes open, his gaze was palpitating.

"I can't remember after that." In the silent corridor, Jian Suyu's voice was as ethereal and ethereal as the flute sound blown out by crushed ice, "It seems that I snatched your body from everyone and buried it with crushed ice—although I still didn't know who you were at that time. Uncle Shi also said that you were just a demon cultivator, how could you have any contact with me. But after a year's sect competition, people from Tiandu Yunhai mentioned your name in front of me, I couldn't help but think about it."

In fact, it didn't take long, the name "Xie Yan" was like a key that locked the memory in the mind, once opened, a surge of memories rushed to the face, making people overwhelmed.He desperately hoped that he could hear Xie Yan's voice again, and look at that man's handsome features again, but in his dream, he could only see that man's red eyes that seemed to be weeping blood, accusing him repeatedly, "You really want to kill me".Missing him like a wave, Jian Suyu realized later that the man was no longer there—he died at his own hands, so the whole person was gradually shrouded in the sadness of being late.

Later, in the middle of the night, I often dreamed about juvenile affairs, only dreaming of idlers, not the king.Jian Suyu felt that Xie Yan was to blame for him, so many people came and went in the dream, but Xie Yan was never seen again.

Fearing that she would forget Xie Yan's appearance again, Jian Suyu began to practice the soul-separating forbidden technique, and the separated soul looked like Xie Yan but not like Xie Yan.Dreaming back at midnight, a ray of soul at the fingertips was transformed in the candlelight, and gradually turned into a man.But the fake is fake after all, that soul just stood there in a daze, not calling him "senior brother", nor showing him a foolish smile, just staring at him blankly and resentfully, as if accusing him That heartless sword.

After Cang Shen found out, he didn't criticize him, but said that people cannot be resurrected after death, and advised him to take it easy: "Suyu, Xie Yan is dead, don't belittle yourself anymore."

But people who can't forget are like insiders, and memories that can't be erased are rabies.One is lurking in the bottom of my heart, and the other is chasing and biting in my mind, trying to use up all my strength to resist the past, but I can't climb out of the prison with only a little effort.

Inadvertently, he found a Dingyin stone left in the Qiankun bag many years ago, and he cherished it as if he had found a treasure.Because the light "senior brother" in it many years later is exactly what Xie Yan murmured in his sleep back then—every time it rang in his ears, it was as if he was still by his side.

"Xie Yan, do you hate me for that sword that year?" He finally asked, a little at a loss.

"Tian Yuanjun is right, you are indeed ruined by me." It turned out that back then... Xie Yan sighed and suddenly changed the subject, "I think I need to be responsible..."

For a moment, before Jian Suyu could react, she saw the corners of the lips of the person in front of her slightly curled up, like a rabbit who had stolen a radish, smiling brightly.He subconsciously said: "After returning to Xuanyin, you can also stab me with a sword, anyway, my whole body is yours."

My whole being is yours... This person probably hasn't realized how lethal it is when he speaks frankly about love.The person is mine, the heart is mine, and everything is mine. There is a villain in Xie Yan's heart dancing and clamoring all the time.

"Since you are all using yourself as the bait, how can I not take the bait?" Xie Yan rubbed the center of his eyebrows as if he had a headache, but couldn't hide the widening curvature of the corner of his mouth: "I'll go back to Xuanyin with you..."