With the powerful spiritual power contained in the Daming Cave Mansion, Xie Bian's injuries are getting better every day, but what really worries him is not his own injuries, but Fengdu, which is thousands of miles away, and Chi The Imperial City, of course, is the closest one, and it is Fan Wushi.
Day after day, Fan Wuxi wanted to talk to him about his childhood, about the good things they had experienced together in their memories, no matter how indifferent his attitude was, sometimes, he even felt that Fan Wuxi wanted to provoke him deliberately, just like when he was a child, if He ignored Xiao Jiu because of other things, and Xiao Jiu would deliberately make trouble to get his attention.
On this day, Fan Wuxi went out for several hours before returning, which is unusual, he hardly ever leaves the palace.
Xie Bian also hesitated to escape. There were no other people in the palace except some servants, and Fan Wuzhen didn't restrict him, but after thinking about it, he still didn't act rashly. He felt that he couldn't escape Fan Wuzhen. The sphere of influence, besides, so what if he escaped.
Fan Wuxi pushed the door open and entered the room. He was dressed in black and had a long sword. He was tall and strong, his face was as sharp as a knife, and his pupils were sharp and deep. Anyone who saw him would be fooled by that evil and overbearing Shocked by the momentum, he took out a very unsuitable thing from his arms - a steaming oil-paper bag.
"Brother, look what I bought." Fan Wuxi handed over the oiled paper bag as if offering a treasure, but seeing that Bian didn't accept it, he opened it by himself.
Xie Bian was taken aback.
"It's the sugar pancake from Zhang's shop that you used to eat the most." Fan Wuxi couldn't hide his smile, "The Zhang's shop stopped operating a few years ago, business was not good, old man Zhang is getting old, and his daughter is married , I specifically inquired about his residence, went to his house and asked him to make it for me, and I flew back with the sword all the way, it was still hot."
Xie Bian said coldly, "You didn't hurt anyone, did you?"
"Of course not." Fan Wuxi's complexion changed slightly, "I just bought two cakes."
Xie Bian glanced at the burnt red icing on the sugar pancake. It was oily and sweet, which really made people's index fingers move. There are many delicacies he likes in Daming City. He thought that after so long, He had already forgotten that in fact, only a little fragrance is needed to bring back all the memories. But he still turned his face away: "That's good."
"Brother, try it, it's still not the same taste as before." Fan Wuxi had a bit of hope in his eyes, "It was so hot when it was just out of the pot. I carried it in my arms, and my stomach was hot red."
Xie Bian didn't intend to make trouble with the food, so he took his hand, bowed his head and took a bite.
"Is it delicious?" Fan Wuxi asked happily.
Xie Bian nodded indifferently, and ate the pancake while reading a book. This sugar pancake was exactly the taste in his memory. Being able to take this bite, he also felt a little bit emotional.
Fan Wuzhen was looking forward to more responses, but he seemed to have expected that there would be no more responses. His eyes were a little dark, but he did not give up: "Brother, I want to try it too."
Xie Bian was about to return the untouched one, but Fan Wuxi suddenly bent down, grabbed his hand, and took a bite where he had bitten.
Xie Bian froze, and saw Fan Wuxi licking the sugar residue on the corner of his lips, looking at him affectionately from a very close distance.
In an instant, time and space alternated, and the scenery changed. The two seemed to return to Jingzhou City a few years ago. He bought a piece of sesame candy at the night market, it was very sweet and delicious, and he wanted his little junior brother to taste it too. Fan Wushi bit the place where he had bitten like this. It was the first time he noticed that Fan Wushi Ruoyouuowu is ambiguous.
Later, when he fell in love with each other, he always thought that his little junior brother was moved by the day and night with him, but now he understands that this persistent obsession can be traced back to the previous life in one breath.
Just when Fan Wuzhen was about to steal a kiss, Xie Bian stood up abruptly and took a few steps back.
Fan Wuxi lowered his hands in frustration: "You can eat, I won't bother you." He paused, and then said, "Daming City has fallen a lot, and I went around the city, many places we visited when we were young, They are gone. But I will try my best to find them back, I will find them for you if you like to eat and drink.”
"No need." Xie Bian said coldly, "Don't do these useless things."
"You should miss it too. You have always liked to travel and enjoy the delicious food everywhere. Every time you go to a place, you always ask about the delicious food, drink, and fun." Fan Wuxi stared at Jie Bian, "What you want is such a comfortable and unrestrained life. I should be the person who knows you best in the world. I shouldn't have believed that you would harm others for the sake of the throne, but I was deceived. Brother, when everything is over, Let's live the life you want to live the most, okay, I will always be with you in the ends of the earth."
"I don't want that anymore." Xie Bian said expressionlessly, "I don't want to be in my previous life, and I don't want to be in this life anymore. Now I just want to avenge my master, and I just want him to protect the world with his life." The ghost world, return to the previous balance of clear divisions and non-aggression."
"I will do it for you." Fan Wuxi said firmly, "I will give you whatever you want. I will rebuild the Wuji Palace, and I will make the daimyo flourish again. What you like, you Wherever I want to go, I…”
"Enough!" Xie Bian couldn't help growling, this was the first time he had shown his anger in this period of time. Like a well-built castle, a crack is suddenly dug open, and once the resentment that has been forcibly suppressed leaks out a little, it will be a lot. But he soon regained consciousness, he took a breath, collected the leaked emotions, turned around and was about to leave.
Fan Wuxi stepped forward a few steps, pulled those thin shoulders with force, there was clear pain in his eyes, and he said seriously: "Brother, you want to scold me, beat me, hate me, and kill me , Come here as much as you want, stop pretending to be indifferent."
"let me go."
Fan Wuxi slowly withdrew his hand.
"Can you bring Master back to life?" Xie Bian stared fiercely into Fan Wushi's eyes.
"...I can't." Fan Wuxi's heart sank.
"Then we will never go back to the past." Once we don't suppress it, the resentment in Jie Bian's eyes will flow out, "I told you countless times, Xiao Jiu is dead in my heart, and you have done nothing You can’t get him back by doing anything, so stop doing these useless things.”
"He's not dead." Fan Wuzhen pressed his big hand on his chest, but he still couldn't bear the heart-wrenching pain, "If he really died, I wouldn't be in such pain, and I wouldn't be in hell for a hundred years." Tortured and tortured, I can't forget you for a moment."
Xie Bian's expression was frozen again: "He is dead, you killed him."
Fan Wuxi's heart was oppressed by the sudden despair, so that he even bent his waist slightly, a few black blood lines climbed up in his eyes, and the black death was accompanied by hostility. In his spiritual wilderness, he suffered the cruelest attack, and he was stirred up by demons for a moment. With the experience of two lives, he thought that he could well control the erosion of the yin energy of the secret talisman, but he did not expect that there was a person who only It only takes a few words or even a look to make him lose control.
Xie Bian looked at him warily.
Fan Wuxi clenched his fists, turned around and strode away.