Xu Qingyue
Ye Yunlan frowned slightly.
He was deeply impressed by Chen Weiyuan's unforgettable old friend in his previous life.
In my memory, every year, Chen Weiyuan would spend a few days to pay tribute to Xu Qingyue in the Nether Realm of Chen's house.
It's just that when he was rescued by Chen Weiyuan in the previous life and was recuperating in the Chen family, Xu Qingyue had already died to save Chen Weiyuan. He had never had any interaction with the other party, and in this life, he had never met the other party, so how could the other party suddenly come to him?
For Ye Yunlan, everything related to Chen Weiyuan bored him.
Then he heard Shen Shu say: "Master, is the outside of the cave the number one on the list of heavenly secret stones? Why did he come to look for you?"
Ye Yunlan said lightly, "I don't know."
Shen Shu: "Do you need me to open the cave and invite people in?"
Ye Yunlan picked up the lacking shadow sword on the stone table, his eyes were indifferent and Xiao Shu, "No need. I just want to practice swords outside. Let's go out and meet."
He turned to Gu Xuandao again: "Gu Daoyou, you are recovering in the cave. If you want to leave after that, you can leave at any time, you don't have to tell me."
Gu Xuan listened to his indifferent words, and he was full of inquiries, but he didn't say it.
He looked away from Ye Yunlan's back.
The other party's black hair was scattered and draped, his pale hand held a long sword in a black sheath, his robes were empty, his steps were light, a little ethereal, and he couldn't see the trace of spiritual power. In his perception, he was even more vulnerable than mortals. .
The other party walked out of the cave slowly, as if the distance between them over the years was getting farther and farther.
Suddenly, he wanted to get up, but blood oozes from the bandage, and a sharp pain came from the wound on his chest that was pierced by the spear.
Gu Xuan lowered his head and pinched his eyebrows, smiled bitterly, and did not move.
He thought of the person who called Ye Yunlan outside the cave just now.
Xu Qingyue.
… What do people from the Xu family want to do with his younger brother
Gu Xuan had met Xu Qingyue once.
The appearance is indeed extremely beautiful, but in his eyes, he really does not deserve the title of the number one beauty in the cultivation world.
His mother, Ye Tange, was actually better than Xu Qingyue in terms of looks.
Emperor Ye has collected thousands of beauties from all over the world, and the harem is full of beauty, but at every palace banquet, Ye Tange is always the most outstanding and charming flower, dressed in costumes, dancing gracefully, and the eyes can be turned upside down. sentient beings.
It's just that the Ye clan has strict rules, and because of its superior blood, Ye Tange was raised as the wife of the Ye clan's patriarch since childhood.
She is a canary pampered by her family in a golden cage. She is full of eyes with only Ye Di, and never shows her face outside.
The Tianji Pavilion had already made agreements with other ancient families. Except for the fact that the ancient families deliberately exposed their power, no other information could appear on the Tianji list. Otherwise, the beauty list should have been rewritten long ago.
Gu Xuan frowned suddenly and deeply.
His brother, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was born three points better than his mother, and he had no family protection. Once he was on the Heavenly Secret List, how much coveted would he provoke
- Ye Yunlan stepped out of the cave.
The moonlight reflected his pale face.
He raised his eyelids and saw two people standing outside the cave.
Both of them are dressed in white, one of them is tall and slender, with a long sword on his back, his eyebrows are trimmed, his face is handsome and beautiful, and he has a dusty temperament, which is unforgettable.
Come to think of it, this person is Xu Qingyue, the most famous beauty in the world of self-cultivation.
As for the other person... Ye Yunlan just looked over when he bumped into the other's familiar eyebrows.
Chen Weiyuan saw the long and narrow eyes of the person in front of him swept over, the eyes were cold and quiet, but the moles at the end of his eyes were gorgeous and unpredictable, he couldn't help his heart move, and said slowly: "I am Chen Weiyuan from the Tianji Pavilion, and I came here today with Qingyue to take the liberty of visiting. , I also ask fellow Daoist Ye to forgive me."
A familiar pain came from the depths of the soul.
It was as if the heart and soul were pierced by the needle tip that had been scalded by the flame, burning with unspeakable pain.
Ye Yunlan was accustomed to enduring this kind of pain, and expressionlessly clenched the lack of shadow in his hands, his eyes uncontrollably showing cold murderous intent.
If possible, he really wanted to draw his sword and kill Chen Weiyuan at this moment.
He never got rid of Chen Weiyuan in his last life, and he always regretted it.
After he arrived at the Void Trample Realm, he traveled all over the Western Continent, and finally found a way to brand himself the curse of renunciation. He entered the Buddhist hall to receive precepts and sever the root of affection, so that he could do something to Chen Weiyuan.
But before he could make a move, Chen Weiyuan sacrificed his life plate with his blood to perform the life-changing technique for the Chen family.
Later, in the great calamity of heaven and earth, cracks appeared in all the ancient clans and clans, but the Chen clan was safe and sound.
When he arrived at Tianji Pavilion, Chen Weiyuan only left a letter.
The letter was placed on Chen Weiyuan's desk where he usually handled family affairs, plain white letterhead with a white plum on it.
He opened the letterhead, and on the letter was Chen Weiyuan's familiar handwriting.
The handwriting is beautiful, clear and gentle, and it can be seen that the other party was not in a hurry when writing the letter.
Later, he regretted why he opened the letter.
He has the ability to never forget, so every word of the letter will stop in his mind from then on, and it will be hard to forget it. "Yun Lan, Zhan Xinjia. It's like meeting each other.
Half a month ago, I was watching the stars at night for my husband. I saw that the stars were all dim and the only moon was hanging high.
He also calculated that he would die, and sighed in his heart. After thinking about it for a long time, I finally wrote this book.
Thinking of you and I meeting for the first time, it has been more than two hundred years now.
Back then, you were seriously injured and your bones were shattered. You pulled the hem of my clothes and asked me to save you. At that time, your face was covered in blood, your hair was disheveled, and you were like a ghost, and all pedestrians avoided it. Only your husband took pity on you and worked hard to save you from the gate of hell. Perhaps this is fate.
You said that you would do everything to repay me, but you were only joking for your husband, only to find out later that it was not a joke.
After you were healed, you stayed by my side. You were docile and well-behaved. You stayed with me for years. You knew what I liked and avoided what I hated. You have never forgotten what you have done.
One winter, when I came back in the middle of the night, I saw you standing among the white plums holding a lantern, walking slowly and brushing the snow off my shoulders.
Around that time, my husband was already heartbroken.
My husband once said that I want to hold hands with you and share the Taoyuan, which is not a lie.
It's just that the world is very difficult, and many things have never been as expected.
Because my husband knows that you hate me, this time I am in Ta Xu, and I will not be afraid of the Chen clan formation.
However, the great catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming, and the ancient tribes will suffer. Although my husband wants to see you again, as the head of the Chen family, I cannot act willfully.
After thinking for a long time, my husband decided to sacrifice his life plate with his body. Performing the life-changing technique found a ray of life for the Chen family.
Hate is born of love. The stronger the hatred, the stronger the love. Yun Lan, you cannot deny this point. And if you can't kill me for one day to relieve the hatred, one day there will be hatred in your heart forever. Thinking about it this way, this act for my husband can also be considered as a solution to my longing for separation from you for the past two hundred years.
May you live in life, remember to be a husband, sink into selflessness at night, toss and turn.
In this way, although the husband dies, he still lives.
Everyone in the world can forget their husband's name, but you can't.
Your husband, Chen Weiyuan.
On the night of the 12th day of the third month of the Gengzi year, he stayed in the Tianji Pavilion. "
After reading it, he clenched the letter tightly and threw it into the candlelight. Together with the white plum on the table.
Chen Weiyuan has calculated all the secrets in his life, and he has even figured out that he wants to kill him with a sword.
He wants him to keep his hatred in his heart forever, and remember his name forever.
-Why
If there is an afterlife.
He only wished to never see Chen Weiyuan again.
Whether it is love, hate, sorrow or joy, he is unwilling to give each other half a point.