Rebirth after the end of the world: I am engaged in introversion in the world of self-cultivation

Seeing the familiar facial features that suddenly appeared, Ye Ting'an paused. He never expected to meet Jiang Wan here.

Because they have entered the realm of integration, Ye Ting'an and a dozen elite disciples entered Canhuang City before the other disciples, and now live next door to Jiang Wan's courtyard.

A look of deep nostalgia flashed between his brows and eyes, and stopped abruptly when he saw Jiang Wan's empty left arm.

Ye Ting'an's pupils shrank sharply, and he quickly stepped forward and touched Jiang Wan's wide and bare sleeves. His eyes turned scarlet, and he lost control of his emotions instantly, "Wan Wan, who is it! Who hurt you!"

Jiang Wan looked at him expressionlessly, and after a moment, the corner of his mouth raised a playful arc.

"Senior Brother Ye reacted so strongly, are you preparing to avenge me?"

Ye Ting'an's expression paused, and he suddenly felt that Jiang Wan in front of him was extremely strange.

In the past, Jiang Wan, no matter how wronged he was, would tightly hold Ye Ting'an's sleeves and tell him not to cause trouble for himself. Today, Jiang Wan has a completely different approach when facing the same thing.

If Jiang Wan used to be an elegant and gentle white lotus, low-key and restrained, then today's Jiang Wan is an enthusiastic poppy, mysterious and hard to figure out, but constantly tempting you to chase.

But there was something familiar in the strangeness, the same eyebrows, the same coolness, the same thing that made him addicted.

Ye Ting'an said firmly, "Yes."

He had already hurt Jiang Wan once, so now he would not let such a thing happen again.

Even if the opponent is beyond his reach.

A flash of astonishment flashed in Jiang Wan's eyes, and he obviously didn't expect to get such a firm response from Ye Ting'an.

In this way, "Jiang Wan" is not a true love.

At the very least, Ye Ting'an truly loved her.

However, the beauty has passed away, and no matter how much you try to make up for it, it is meaningless.

Pushing Ye Ting'an in front of him, Jiang Wan walked towards the door of his house, but Ye Ting'an grabbed his intact right arm directly.

Jiang Wan did not break free, but turned to look at his struggling eyes. After a moment of mental preparation, Ye Ting'an tentatively said, "Wanwan, you and Grand Elder Rong Yan..."

Jiang Wan looked into his eyes. His bright black eyes were full of seriousness, and every word was like a sharp knife stabbing Ye Ting'an's heart. "Ye Ting'an, listen carefully, the former 'Jiang Wan' is gone." He’s dead, so stay away from me in the future.”

Even though he now occupies the body of 'Jiang Wan', Jiang Wan really has no habit of being a substitute for others.

Ye Ting'an's expression froze, and the fingers holding Jiang Wan's arm subconsciously tightened.

Jiang Wan was not interested in playing with him in the drama of sadomasochistic love. He waved his palm away coldly, his voice getting colder and colder, "Remember, some mistakes are destined to be irreversible."

'Jiang Wan' is already dead. Even if Ye Ting'an finally makes up his mind to choose her, it will be too late.

If he hadn't owed something to 'Jiang Wan', Jiang Wan would have slapped Fei Ye Ting'an, a weak and indecisive piece of trash.

Looking at Jiang Wan's retreating back, Ye Ting'an clenched his hands into fists, and after a long time he was unable to let go.

Jiang Wan was right, some mistakes were irreversible. Even though he now understood what he wanted, the original damage could never be undone.

He also felt that he should leave and give Jiang Wan some peace, but as soon as he saw her figure, his heart, which had finally fallen silent, couldn't help but beat wildly.

That was the girl he had been in love with for nearly a hundred years. How could he really let go of her just when he said he wanted to let her go?

But the fact reminded him time and time again that there was no going back between him and Jiang Wan.

……

When Jiang Wan came back, the three people and the seven beasts had already taken their seats and were chatting away the time.

<divclass="contentadv">Seeing Jiang Wan's empty right arm, the expressions of the three people sitting lazily turned pale instantly.

Several contracted beasts showed no reaction at all, for no other reason than that they had seen this kind of scene countless times and were already immune to it.

In other words, Jiang Wan never came out completely in Si Yan's place.

In the blink of an eye, Rong Yan had already arrived in front of Jiang Wan, the air pressure around him was frighteningly low, and his deep eyes were filled with surging anger.

Feeling the healing breath constantly spreading from Jiang Wan's wound, Rong Yan threw back the medicine he was about to take out.

Jiang Wan's healing method is much stronger than ordinary elixirs.

"Wanwan, who is it?"

The voice was as cold as frost. Jiang Wan took a step back, distanced himself from Rong Yan, and said in a clear and pleasant voice, "It's winter, don't be so cold."

Si Yuantong & Wuchen: "..."

How could she say such words in a serious manner at such a critical moment with a solemn atmosphere?

In addition, both of them knew that Jiang Wan had never been the one to suffer losses, and he was always willing to spare his life. Now that he was missing an arm for no reason, he was still so calm. It was obvious that he was hiding something.

After finishing his words, Jiang Wan added, "I cut it myself."

Rong Yan's low air pressure condensed, and it was obvious that Jiang Wan's answer was a bit too much for him to answer.

At this moment, Hu Jiu's voice came from the sea of ​​consciousness, and Rong Yan finally realized the whole story. It turned out that this was the 'arm-cutting game' played by Jiang Wan and Si Yan that Hu Jiu had mentioned before.

The temperature around him rose slightly, and Rong Yan said distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

Jiang Wan didn't care, "It doesn't hurt, so can I eat?"

Rong Yan nodded, pulled out a chair for her, served her a bowl of hot soup first, and then began to serve her vegetables, including braised fish, steamed chicken with lotus leaves and rice flour, and Qing Teng Blood Swallows. There were more than a dozen of them, all of which she liked to eat. of.

Sanjuan, who felt sorry for the deed owner, was not to be outdone. He picked up a pig's trotter and put it on the plate that had been piled up in front of Jiang Wan. "Dead master, eat this, it will be a great supplement."

Hu Jiu followed closely, holding a chicken claw and placing it next to the pig's trotter, "Family owner Mom, eat this, this is the left claw!"

Sanjuan quickly added, "Contractor, mine also has a left hoof!"

Jiang Wan: "..."

So, what you eat is what you get, right?

The dishes made by Rong Yan always suit Jiang Wan's appetite. After eating and drinking, Jiang Wan leaned back on the recliner with great satisfaction and looked at the gradually brightening starry sky.

After a while, Jiang Wan lowered his eyes and looked at his sleeves, and found that most of his left arm had grown.

It shouldn't take long for it to grow back.

Looking at the efficient, fast and skillful movements of the Life Seed, Jiang Wan wondered if he could use his own flesh and blood to refine weapons in the future. Anyway, it would only grow in a day at most. Such rare weapon-refining materials would never be wasted. .

Rong Yan sat next to Jiang Wan and glanced at Jiang Wan's left sleeve that was gradually swelling. The worries in his heart dissipated and turned into a faint surprise.

He had seen many healing elixirs and magic weapons, but this was the first time he had seen Jiang Wan's unnatural methods.

Curious, but not asking.

Rong Yan came closer to Jiang Wan, sniffed her gently with his nose, frowned slightly, and then said, "Wanwan, why do you smell like another man?"