The door was pushed open, Yu Xinian immediately sat up and looked at the person who came by vigilantly.
It's Han Shuchen.
He was wearing a coat, holding an oil lamp, and walked over lightly.
"What are you doing!" Yu Xinian said.
Han Shuchen seemed to be taken aback, he shook his hand, the small flame flickered and almost went out, he hurriedly used his hand to protect it.
"I remember that you are most afraid of thunder and lightning, so I came to see you."
"I'm not afraid." Before he finished speaking, Yu Xinian retorted immediately.
Han Shuchen looked at his stubborn appearance, chuckled lightly, and said perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, Xi Nian is the most courageous, I'm afraid I can't do it, can I sleep with you tonight?"
Yu Xinian turned her head away without answering.
Seeing this, Han Shuchen knew that he had agreed, put the oil lamp on the table, and lay down on the beauty couch beside him.
Then she smiled and said to him, "Go to sleep."
Yu Xinian lay down with his back facing him, the thunder outside the window was still there, but he was really not that afraid anymore.
He closed his eyes, but did not fall asleep, just lay quietly, and soon heard Han Shuchen's steady breathing.
Yu Xinian curled her lips, not looking a little scared.
Originally, he closed his eyes and wanted to sleep, but thought of Han Shuchen falling asleep so carelessly, wondering if he would catch a cold
He struggled a few times on the bed, finally got up and found a thin blanket to cover him, and then returned to the bed and fell asleep.
Time flies, spring goes and winter comes.
In a few days, it will be Yu Xinian's coronation ceremony.
Han Shuchen seemed more excited than him, and he set things up early, buying presents today and preparing banquets tomorrow, he was extremely busy.
Yu Xinian looked at him, and really didn't understand why he still had the mind to worry about these insignificant things.
It is obvious that his current situation is not good.
Although the Hengyue faction is still on the surface of a teacher-student harmony, but Yu Xinian can see clearly that Pei Qian is already very dissatisfied with Han Shuchen.
Over the years, there have been countless frictions and conflicts between them, big and small. In the final analysis, they still have disagreements.
Pei Qian pretended to be kind on the surface, but in reality he was cruel and ruthless. Han Shuchen was a completely different kind of person from him, with a kind heart and a soft hand.
Pei Qian was probably also depressed, not understanding why he would teach such a benevolent apprentice.
Thinking that the Hengyue faction will be handed over to Han Shuchen in the future, Pei Qian might be very depressed.
Thinking of this, Yu Xi smiled young, then her complexion changed, and she stroked her temple.
"Has your head started to hurt again?" Seeing this, Han Shuchen came over and asked.
She reached out her hand to help him rub it, but before she could touch it, Yu Xinian slapped it away.
Yu Xinian stood up and looked at him with some disgust.
Han Shuchen was taken aback, and scratched his head in embarrassment, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Did I mess with you again? Nope."
Yu Xinian didn't say a word, turned around and walked into the house in a stumbling manner.
here we go again.
Every time he gets a headache, he can't help feeling a strong disgust towards Han Shuchen, and the dusty memories in his mind are constantly being opened.
Forced him to recall the past.
Yu Xinian collapsed on the bed, with her head pressed against the cold bed board, trying to drive away those annoying memories.
But I still can't help thinking about it.
Surrounded by fire and piles of corpses, they were all dead, and he was the only one left.
A huge shadow enveloped him.
He turned his head and saw a long sword slashing straight at him.
who is it
The hand holding the sword was straight and slender, and the skin was almost transparent white under the sun, and the blue blood vessels buried under the skin could even be seen.
Yu Xinian looked up and saw that extremely familiar face.
Han Shuchen's face seemed to be covered with frost, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.
In the next second, his sword was raised, and he was hugged into a decadent embrace.
At the critical moment, it was Pei Qian who saved him.
Han Shuchen wanted to kill him.
And Pei Qian saved him.
Today is Yu Xinian's coronation ceremony.
He didn't like to socialize with people, so Han Shuchen didn't invite too many people.
There were people coming and going outside, and it was all festive. Yu Xinian sat in the house, frowning slightly, as if in pain.
The window was suddenly opened from the outside, revealing Han Shuchen's face, he propped his chin with his hands, looked at him for a while, and said with a helpless smile: "Today is your crowning ceremony, just smile."
Yu Xinian ignored him, got up and walked out.
The smile on Han Shuchen's face slowly disappeared, looking a little aggrieved.
And the crown ceremony begins.
Han Shuchen stood on the stage, looking at him with a smile, his eyes filled with the joy of growing up.
Yu Xinian walked towards the stage step by step.
The head hurts, there are various voices roaring inside, corpses are piled up under the feet, and every step seems to bring a bloodstain.
He finally walked in front of Han Shuchen.
After the lengthy blessing, he lowered his head and asked Han Shuchen to wear the crown for him.
The first one is the black cloth crown, from then on you can participate in politics and discuss affairs.
The second is a white buckskin military cap, which can protect the family and the country from then on.
The last one is Jue Bian...
Before the hat was put on, Han Shuchen's hand suddenly stopped. He looked down, and at some point there was a dagger on his chest, with complicated inscriptions engraved on it, stained with blood.
He stabilized his body and put the Juebian on for him with the last effort, then staggered and fell backwards.
Seeing this, the people around were in an uproar and stepped forward to stop Yu Xinian.
But he seemed to be possessed by a demon, his body was covered in blood, but he didn't seem to feel it, he only knew how to slash with his sword.
The people around fell down, and he was not much better. His whole body was soaked in blood, but he still refused to put down the sword.
Just as he stabbed a female cultivator with his sword, Han Shuchen suddenly blocked the sword for her from the side, and then fell into his arms.
The blade of the sword passed through the body, and blood gushed out.
The dagger in Han Shuchen's chest had not been pulled out yet, and it pressed against his body, hard.
Yu Xinian's heart suddenly ached.
After regaining consciousness for a while, he heard Han Shu say to him, "Xi Nian, wake up."
That dagger is not a mortal weapon, it can destroy the primordial spirit.
Han Shuchen's spiritual power drained quickly, but he still passed the little spiritual power into his body.
He seems to have done something wrong.
But before he could figure it out, he was tied up by the immortal rope, and then an old voice came.
He only heard the word "animal" and fainted.
When he woke up again, he was tied to a pillar by the immortal rope, and his upper body was bare, while Pei Qian sat not far away, with a smile on his fat face, wiping the dagger in his hand.
Yu Xinian looked at the bloody dagger in his hand, and instantly remembered what he had just done.
"How is he?" Yu Xinian's voice was hoarse and anxious.
Pei Qian sighed quietly, got up and walked in front of him, pretending to be in pain.
"It has been killed by you."
Yu Xinian's pupils suddenly dilated, staring at him in disbelief, "Impossible, how could he die."
Pei Qian stretched out the dagger in front of him, and said, "Ordinary daggers really can't hurt him, but you are using pin yuan."
Selling Yuan is a treasure of Hengyue Sect. According to legend, it was forged by the head of Jian Sect. As the name suggests, it can sell Yuanshen.
Yu Xinian's lips trembled slightly, he closed his eyes, and said repeatedly: "I don't want to kill him, I don't want to..."
Pei Qian interrupted him, "Whether you want to or not, he is already dead. Wynn, you kill your teacher first, and you hurt your classmates later. I have to give everyone an explanation."
As he spoke, Pei Qian stroked his body, with false regret in his tone, "It's a pity for such a good skin."
Yu Xinian raised his head, stared at him viciously, gritted his teeth and said, "It's you! It's you who caused the trouble, he is my master, how could I kill him."
"Master?" Pei Qian sneered, "Have you ever called him Master these years? Have you done too many disrespectful things to Shu Chen? He loves you, but you have an unfamiliar white eye." Isn’t the wolf thing known to everyone? You obviously have so many reasons.”
"However, it is indeed not enough." Pei Qian said, reaching out and tearing off the pimples on his face.
"That's enough." Pei Qian looked at his face with amazement in his eyes.
He admired it carefully for a while, and then continued: "You are from Fusang. You were rescued by Shu Chen and brought back to Hengyue. With the Pin Yuan Saber, I killed Shu Chen when he was undefended."
Pei Qian said and sighed, but there was no sadness in his eyes.
Hypocritically sighed: "It's a pity for my stupid apprentice."
Yu Xinian only felt that the blood all over his body became hot with anger, and his whole body was almost on fire.
He wanted to refute, but couldn't speak.
The entanglement of those pictures in his mind for so many years made him unable to refute. I never had the thought of killing.
Pei Qian came over, put a brand new dagger in his hand, pressed it against his ribs, and said, "Anyway, you are dying, so don't waste this golden pill."
As he said that, he used force with his hands and broke his flesh.
Yu Xinian was so painful that he almost passed out, but he bit his lip and didn't say a word.
The moment Jin Dan left his body, he seemed to hear a crackling sound.
Then, everything went dark.
He went back to that day again, he was running away, but accidentally fell, and then a huge shadow enveloped him.
He turned his head, and a long sword cut straight at him.
At the very moment, he was hugged by someone in his arms.
He tried his best to open his eyes, and saw that that person was Han Shuchen.
Then, when the picture changed, he stood with his head bowed, and the person in front of him handed him a human leather mask and said: "After wearing the mask, there will be no more Yu Xinian in the world, but I will always remember your name .”
He raised his head, and the person standing in front of him was still Han Shuchen.
His memories that had been modified by others were broken and reassembled, revealing his original appearance.
The person he hated so much was the one who had treated him the best these years.
Yu Xinian opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the ground, his body was empty, and the blood on his body had been stopped.
With his back turned to him, Pei Qian was walking out, holding his golden pill in his hand.
Yu Xinian struggled to get up, and his eyes fell on Pin Yuan not far away.
He crawled over and took Pin Yuan into his hand.
Then he knelt down on the ground and called out: "Master Zu."
Pei Qian turned around, a little surprised, "You woke up rather quickly."
With tears in his eyes, Yu Xinian looked at him and begged, "Master, please save me. I don't want to die. As long as I can live, Huai En is willing to serve Master forever."
The corners of Pei Qian's eyes twitched slightly, and his tone was suspicious, "Why did I suddenly figure it out?"
Yu Xinian blinked, and tears fell, "I killed the master and hurt my fellow disciples, they will definitely not let me go, I really don't want to die."
Yu Xinian's appearance was already extremely gorgeous, but now he looked like pear blossoms with rain, Pei Qian lost his power for a while, turned around and walked back.
He lifted Yu Xinian's chin, stroked his face with his thumb ambiguously, and said in a troubled tone, "This is not easy."
Yu Xinian leaned into his arms and softened his voice, "Master must have a way."
"That depends on your performance." Pei Qian said, reaching down with his hand.
Since Han Shuchen was no longer obedient, he has been planning for many years, and now that things are about to be completed, it is naturally impossible for him to let Yu Xinian go at this time.
But before he dies, he might as well make himself happy.
It's not like he hasn't had such thoughts in these years, but after that incident, Han Shuchen watched closely, he never found an opportunity, and wasted for so many years.
"You are such a treasure." Pei Qian said with emotion in his voice.
He pressed Yu Xinian under his body, before he could move, his body suddenly stopped, and then blood spilled from his mouth.
Pei Qian raised his hand and wiped the corner of his lips, only to belatedly feel a tingling pain coming from his back.
He lowered his head, only to see that Yu Xinian had changed his face, and pushed him away viciously.
Then he took his golden core back, put it back into his body, and sealed Pei Qian's meridians.
He rummaged around in the room for a while, and soon found a life-extending pill, and stuffed it into Pei Qian's mouth.
"I won't let you die." Yu Xinian looked at him expressionlessly, and said word by word: "I will make your life worse than death."
"What about old palm... Where's Pei Qian?" Jian Xiuyun asked tentatively.
Yu Xinian's eyes were cold, and he said lightly: "I turned him into a beastman, and then threw him into the abyss."
Jian Xiuyun was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the monster he met in the deep abyss during the previous ten-day test had a half-human, half-beast body with a human breath.
Could he be Pei Qian
Jian Xiuyun didn't dare to think about it any further.
Yu Xinian put on the mask again, and turned around, "Elder Jian, many things in this world are only superficially clean, just like the scenery outside, when the snow melts, all that is exposed is mud."
After speaking, go outside.
Jian Xiuyun looked at his back, opened and closed his lips several times, and finally spit out one, "Yes."
Yu Xinian paused, and then Jian Xiuyun continued: "But there is still a layer of clean snow on the mud, what should they do? It's like Han Shuchen, he doesn't deserve to die."
Yu Xinian's body seemed to tremble slightly for a moment, but soon calmed down.
He didn't answer, and strode out.
Walking out of the dormitory, it was still snowing outside.
Yu Xinian looked up at the vast expanse of whiteness, and suddenly remembered the man in white.
Pei Qian said that when Fusang was attacked, Han Shuchen disagreed.
But Pei Qian naturally wouldn't listen to him, and even locked him up.
By the time Han Shuchen broke free and rushed over, it was already too late, but then again, even if he went in time, nothing would change.
Facing the sky full of fire and the sea of corpses and blood, the only one he can save is Yu Xinian.
With guilt, he became that young man's master.
Teach him calligraphy and martial arts, keep him safe and sound, make him happy, and finally die at his hands.
The snow seems to be getting bigger.
A servant came over to hold an umbrella for him, but he refused.
Yu Xinian adjusted her mask and walked into the snow alone.
It's not sad, but when I think about it, I still can't help feeling sorry.
Han Shuchen never heard a word of "Master" from him until his death, and he has no way of knowing in his life what the word he chose for himself back then.