"After Master became the head of the sect, he likes to wear half of the bloody mask. Others have never seen her covered half of her face, but I have."
Xia Beibei continued to speak in a low voice, and her eyes kept watching the emotional changes on Zuo Qianji's face: "When she fell down the cliff, although she was not in danger, half of her face was destroyed. up.
"She gave you the most important and the best of a woman, but Zuo Qianji, what did you give back to her? Master, she is crazy, and you have driven her crazy! Not only that, she also Constantly persecuting her daughter, forcing Aman to... "
"Stop it! Please stop it!"
At this moment, Zuo Qianji finally shed tears of remorse: "It was my fault, it was my fault! Thousands of mistakes are all my fault! Girl, you are right, I am not worthy of forgiveness, even myself I can't forgive myself, so what qualifications do I have to expect their mother and daughter to forgive me? The harm in the past has already been done, and now no matter how sorry I am, I can't turn back time."
Speaking of this, Zuo Qianji took a deep look at Xia Beibei: "Girl, I have long since lost love. I give you my internal energy, and it can be regarded as a way to alleviate my sins before I die. Now, if I meet Ruoyi, I will personally redeem her, girl... you... "
Zuo Qianji's tone began to weaken. He had been tortured by the Wangqing grass for several years, and once his body lost the support of internal strength, it was rapidly declining; Take care of Aman, be well... stay with her."
She is a poor child!
Facing Zuo Qianji's extremely hopeful eyes, Xia Beibei nodded: "I will stay with her until I die."
With Xia Beibei's promise, Zuo Qianji finally closed his eyes slowly, and he could finally die with peace of mind.
This world is so wonderful. People who have done bad things all their lives can die with peace of mind if they get forgiveness from others before they die.
And what about those who were let down by them and hurt by them
When they were alive, they were in pain, and they still couldn't rest in peace under the Nine Springs.
Zuo Qianji, I agreed to your request, not because I pity you and thank you, but because...
Aman is my relative.
Even if there is no entrustment from anyone, I will always be with her until the end of my life...
This is Ye Lan's wish.
In the original plot, Ye Lan also did this.
Xia Beibei sighed leisurely again, now that with the inner strength given to her by Zuo Qianji, she was finally able to forcefully meditate to heal herself.
Just as Xia Beibei Yungong was healing her injuries, a slender figure appeared outside her courtyard like a ghost.
The visitor did not deliberately hide his breath and footsteps.
"who?"
Xia Beibei opened his eyes and forced himself to stand up from the wooden bed.
The wooden door of the room was pushed open, and with a gust of night wind, Feng Jiutian's figure appeared in front of Xia Beibei.
"Um?"
As soon as Feng Jiutian entered the room and saw the scene in the room, and saw the dead Zuo Qianji, he was slightly taken aback, and then said coldly, "As expected of a demon girl from the Blood Clothes Sect, you won't even let your savior go?"
Obviously, Feng Jiutian misunderstood that Xia Beibei killed Zuo Qianji in order to save himself.
Regarding his guess, Xia Beibei was noncommittal: "Thank you for saving me, Lord Feng. As for other things, I have nothing to say."
There are rumors in the world that this Phoenix host has a bad tongue, and it seems that this is not groundless.
"Um?"
Feng Jiutian squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Beibei, and then he made a sad expression: "Ye Lan, is this how you treat your savior?"
"benefactor?"
Xia Beibei smiled slightly: "Us crooked people always repay kindness with kindness. Didn't you just suspect that I killed Senior Zuo?"
"Well."
Hearing Xia Beibei's words, Feng Jiutian's eyes flashed: "Forget it, ahem, this host doesn't care about you anymore, you have been seriously injured, you can heal your injuries at ease, I will protect you tonight."
After finishing speaking, Feng Jiutian turned around and left the room again.
Seeing that he really stood outside the door to protect himself, Xia Beibei hesitated for a moment—
Could it be that this Phoenix master is still an enthusiastic person who is not beaten on the outside, but has a fiery heart on the inside
Forget it, now she can't control so much, Xia Beibei returned to the wooden bed, sat down cross-legged, and began to exercise with peace of mind.
After Xia Beibei settled down, Feng Jiutian outside the door was looking up at the bright moon in the sky. He didn't know what he thought of, and his face gradually darkened——
Chu Ran ran away, but he was seriously injured. According to his personality, he would not leave this world. At this moment, Chu Ran must have hidden his breath and hid somewhere to heal his injuries.
...
The next day, Xia Beibei woke up from meditation, and his complexion improved a lot.
Although the external injuries on her body haven't healed yet, her internal injuries have already healed. When she got out of bed, she saw that Zuo Qianji's body was gone in the room. Xia Beibei fixed her eyes and walked out quickly. After entering the room, as soon as he went out, he saw Feng Jiutian's figure in the yard, and the new grave beside him.
"You buried Senior Left?"
Xia Beibei asked, and Feng Jiutian, who had been standing under the tree all this time, turned around slowly, holding a small box in his hand: "This is the Clothes Tomb, and this is Zuo Qianji's ashes! "
"You cremated him?"
Xia Beibei was taken aback, why didn't he hear anything last night? But thinking of Feng Jiutian's mysterious skill, Xia Beibei calmed down: "Lord Feng Jiu, why don't you bury his ashes here?"
"The dead are gone, but..."
Feng Jiutian glanced at Xia Beibei: "Take this ashes back to the Bloody Clothes Gate, and give it to someone who is qualified to dispose of it."
Hearing Feng Jiutian's words, Xia Beibei was taken aback for a moment: "You... what do you know?"
"We know everything in Tianxiang Building."
Feng Jiutian smiled at Xia Beibei: "The so-called blood is thicker than water, if you are a close relative... you don't want your relatives to be buried in the wilderness."
Hearing Feng Jiutian's words, Xia Beibei's face turned pale, and she remembered what she said to Zuo Qianji last night—
Are you being too extreme
if…
If it's me...
If that woman comes back...
Xia Beibei lowered his eyes, clenched his hands tightly into fists, and finally loosened them weakly—
Blood is thicker than water, and his ashes should indeed be handed over to Aman. No matter what decision Aman makes, it is her family business.
Xia Beibei smiled, and walked up to Feng Jiutian. She raised her hand to take Zuo Qianji's urn, and looked at Feng Jiutian firmly: "I will bring the ashes of the senior back to the Xueyimen, I believe , he knows and hopes to be reunited with his relatives."