For the next two years, Qing Bo kept asking him to follow Qing Er and others to perform some tasks.
Some tasks are irrelevant, others are insane.
He couldn't go against Qing Bo, but he didn't do anything under Qing Er's intentional or unintentional protection.
But he couldn't stop them, he could only watch those things happen.
The room was quiet for a while, and the solemn atmosphere made Yun Youfeng dare not take a breath.
After a long time, he finally heard Shen Jiulu ask in a solemn tone: "Thirteen years ago, did you also go to the mission of slaughtering my clan?"
That's why you worked so hard because of Xiaoxian's words before? !
Yun Youfeng didn't have any excuses, because it was the truth, he said apologetically, "I went. I'm sorry, long stay."
"Who did you kill?" Shen Jiu asked with red eyes, his tone extremely painful.
Yun Youfeng was the first friend he made after walking out of the holy mountain, but he didn't expect this person to be his enemy.
Yun Youfeng shook his head and said apologetically, "I didn't kill anyone, but I didn't save anyone either. I'm sorry to stay for a long time."
Shen Jiulu stood up abruptly, clenching his fists tightly, trying to calm his emotions: "I want to be quiet."
He believed Yun Youfeng's words, he said that if there is no murder, there is no murder.
But it was difficult for him to accept the truth that his friend was the enemy of the genocide, even if Yun Youfeng had to temporarily stand in that camp.
He turned and walked towards the door, breathing a little unsteadily.
When he reached the door, he paused and suddenly asked, "Xiaoxian recognizes you?"
Yun Youfeng said with a stiff face, "I recognized it."
He didn't know it at first, but after Rong Xian said that when he fell down that day, he realized that Rong Xian really recognized him.
"When did she recognize you?" Shen Jiulu asked again.
Yun Youfeng's expression was blank: "I don't know."
The ghost knew when that dead girl recognized him, but he kept silent all the time, which made him feel guilty every time he saw people.
I can bear it, it's too bearable.
Yun Youfeng had to admire Rong Xian. After seeing the enemy, he was able to calm down and make friends. He didn't say a word about the past, and he didn't even notice the slightest difference. It was the first time that he felt that Rong Xian was really amazing.
Yun Youfeng silently lamented on the bed that he was deceived by Rong Xian, but after Shen Jiulu left, he subconsciously walked to Rong Xian's yard.
The small courtyard seems to have not changed, it is quiet and quiet, silent, perhaps because of psychological effects, he always feels that this small courtyard is very friendly.
Shen Jiulu hesitated for a moment and walked in.
There was no one in the courtyard. After what happened last night, most of them left the City Lord's Mansion, and only a few servants who had nowhere to go stayed.
And Rong Xian's yard has no servants, maybe only here can he feel the long-lost peace.
He forgave Yun Youfeng when he heard Yun Youfeng say that he didn't kill his clan, after all, Youfeng was forced to do so.
I don't know if Xiaoxian didn't blame You Feng because of this, so she made friends with You Feng without any grudges.
Shen Jiulu held down his messy thoughts and pushed open the door.
What he saw made his footsteps stop suddenly, and his face was full of surprise.
He had been to Rong Xian's room several times, but he had never seen this scene.
There is no light in the dark, and the quiet can only hear your own heartbeat and shallow breathing.
Shen Jiuliu's eyes flashed with confusion, what's going on
Every time Xiaoxian's room was bright without a shadow, just like her, it was warm and soft without a shadow, when would such a heavy darkness appear.
Shen Jiulu realized that he had missed something, and walked in as soon as he lifted his footsteps.
With the light coming in from the door, he discovered that the windows on both sides were tightly covered by thick curtains, preventing the light from entering half a minute. There were a few boxes faintly placed in the four corners of the room, which were very strangely arranged in this room. There was absolutely no surprise in it.
Shen Jiuliu pursed his lips, as if there was a big rock in his heart, as if something was going out of control.
A sword energy popped out from the fingertips, the sword energy flew over, the boxes were all opened, and the dark room was instantly lit up.
Only then did Shen Jiulu realize that the box contained the priceless night pearl.
Bright and beautiful, but cold without a trace of fireworks.
This bright room without a trace of haze was no different from every time he had been here before, but it was wrong, very wrong.
It seemed that he didn't feel abnormal before, but at this time Shen Jiulu felt a coldness spreading from all directions of the room.
The sun was shining brightly outside, but the inside of the house was covered by curtains without leaking any gaps, and then it was unnecessary to use night pearls to illuminate it.
Shen Jiulu looked around the whole room and felt that the room was like a thick layer of fog, and he couldn't see anything clearly while standing in the fog.
Suddenly, Shen Jiulu thought that he had forced Xiaoxian to go out to see a doctor for Mumu before, and Xiaoxian seemed to have scruples at that time.
Although he wanted to get to the bottom of it, he was perfunctory by Xiaoxian. At that time, he didn't want Xiaoxian to be too embarrassed, so he didn't get into it until Qingyi gave him an umbrella.
Shen Jiu jumped carefully, his eyes fell on the oil-paper umbrella hanging on the wall.
This umbrella looks like a new one in terms of color and angularity, but there is a little dust on it.
This is not a big deal, but putting it on its careful and gentle owner and looking at this clean and spotless room directly shows that the owner doesn't like it, and even deliberately ignores it.
Shen Jiuliu stepped forward and took off the oil-paper umbrella.
As soon as he got it in his hand, his expression changed instantly, there was a restriction on the umbrella!
This umbrella had been in Xiaoxian's hands before, but he didn't pay attention to it when he saw it, he just thought it was an ordinary paper umbrella.
But now he realizes that this is all his self-righteousness. How could the people of the City Lord's Mansion give something kindly, and everything they do has no purpose.
Shen Jiuliu opened the umbrella with a dignified expression, but carefully did not touch the restriction.
He thought for a moment, then turned and walked out of the room.
Standing in the sun, Shen Jiu stayed silent for a long time while holding the oil-paper umbrella in his hand.
He was indescribably uncomfortable, and the breath around him was cold and solemn.
The flow of light in the umbrella was transformed, and the ban was easily inspired. The person holding the umbrella stood in the sun but could not feel the slightest warmth.
This umbrella separates the umbrella holder from the whole world. The outside is bright and warm, and the inside is cold and dark, as if in a terrifying hell.
A wave of coldness spread from the umbrella handle to the limbs of the person, as if to freeze all the internal organs of the person.
This coldness forms a barrier with the umbrella as the center, separating the temperature and sunlight.
Does Xiaoxian feel the same as him when she holds the umbrella
Shen Jiuliu smiled bitterly, how could it be the same.
Xiaoxian doesn't have such a high cultivation level as him, how can she resist this tyrannical restriction, since she picked up this umbrella, she has been in hell all the time.
Rong Xian: Some people always think that this seat is a poor little person who has suffered countless pains<(￣﹌￣)>
(End of this chapter)