"It doesn't matter," Ye Wuji said, "Whether it is true or not, it has nothing to do with me."
She looked around.
"Where's A'nan? I want to take her back."
Ye Wuji blamed herself, she didn't notice when A'nan disappeared.
"She likes it here very much. I am going to accept her as a disciple." Xie Hanyi said with a smile.
"No!" Ye Wuji flatly refused without thinking, "Her mother is still waiting for her to come home, she can't stay here."
"It's easy." Duan Qingxiu said to Xie Hanyi nonchalantly, "How about you go and bring her mother up to the mountain."
"Why do you insist on taking her in? Does she have any use value to you?" Ye Wuji has a sense of responsibility for A'nan. She brought A'nan to the mountain, so she must be responsible for bringing her back. The little girl cannot be deceived by these two people with unknown intentions.
"If there must be a reason...she looks a bit like you when you were a child."
Xie Hanyi's words gave Ye Wuji a critical blow, and her heart felt like it was struck by thunder. She looked at Xie Hanyi, her lips trembled twice, and she was speechless. Her nose was a little sore, and tears began to well up for no reason. It was really strange. She had already made up her mind to never waver for Xie Hanyi, she had already decided to abandon the king, but why did her tears begin to fall out of control.
"Wuji." Xie Hanyi approached her, "What I really want to stay is not her, but you."
"I?"
"Don't you want to go back to the past? Back to the days when we were at Wuyou Villa. All the things that made you sad have passed. Just stay with me on Xuanji Mountain, watching the heavy snowfall and the sunrise. Sunset, don't care about worldly affairs from now on, isn't that good?" Xie Hanyi's words were very bewitching, and every sentence spoke to Ye Wuji's heart.
But... she can't! It's hard to recover, what happened in the past can never be erased, and the injuries she suffered will always leave traces. The long scar on her abdomen has always reminded her that she must never make the same mistakes again.
"Do I have any value to you?" Ye Wuji asked.
"Why do you ask such a question?" Xie Hanyi was puzzled, "When have I ever taken advantage of you?"
"Do you think I will still be deceived by your appearance now?" Ye Wuji suddenly slapped Xie Hanyi with his palm, and Duan Qingxiu, who was sitting peacefully, suddenly changed his expression.
Under normal circumstances, Ye Wuji's palm would never fall on Xie Hanyi, but this time it was an exception. The powerless palm landed firmly on Xie Hanyi's chest.
cold. Ye Wuji was stunned. Xie Hanyi's body was as cold as ice and snow, and the cold air spread through the thin clothes. Ye Wuji looked at Xie Hanyi in shock. His eyebrows and eyes were still the same, but his smile and expression seemed fake. .
"You're not Xie Hanyi!" Ye Wuji took a step back, what exactly is this person in front of him who is exactly the same as Xie Hanyi? Is it another disguise
"Of course I am Xie Hanyi." Xie Hanyi smiled and opened his clothes. He was only wearing a single piece of clothing, revealing the abdominal wound hidden under the clothes. It was the fatal wound left by Ye Wuji. . The wound had not healed, but no blood flowed out. The wound seemed to be frozen, and the skin was purple in color.
"Bang bang bang." The doors and windows of the palace suddenly closed automatically, and Duan Qingxiu, who was sitting on the high platform, also turned into Xie Hanyi. White mist spread quietly from the four corners of the hall.
Ye Wuji saw countless Xie Hanyi standing in the hall. They were either smiling, glaring, gazing affectionately, or looking miserable and desperate. Each Xie Hanyi looked at him, opened and closed his lips and said, "I'm back. Do you miss me?" ?"
Ye Wuji seemed to have fallen into a strange kaleidoscope. Her brain lost the ability to think, and countless patterns were spinning in front of her eyes. She closed her eyes and turned into a butterfly, flying into an unknown dream.