I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

Yujing finally fell to the ground.

Together with the two small islands of Wanxian League and Changsheng Palace.

Fortunately, with the joint efforts of the grand masters, no one was injured or killed.

No, there is one.

There was a man who died before the sun rose.

Never, never coming back.

The cell door opens.

Sang Nian raised his head from between his knees and saw Sang Qi Yan’s tired face through the cold light.

She moved her lips: "...Brother."

Sang Qiyan led her out of the prison gate without saying a word.

It was not until the two of them stood under the canopy again that he said:

"Brother has taken care of everything. You and your friends are all fine."

Sang Nian felt a lump in his throat and lowered his head hastily, not daring to let him see his red eyes.

"I'm sorry." She said, "Brother, I'm sorry, I got into trouble."

A hand gently stroked the top of her head, "Silly child, this is not your fault."

Sang Nian didn't want him to hear her crying, so she gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Suddenly, she was embraced in a warm embrace.

Above his head, Sang Qiyan sighed:

"Go back to Qingzhou with your brother."

"Xianmen, we will never come again."

Sang Nian was silent for a moment, buried her face in his clothes, and finally burst into tears.

The autumn wind blew up the fallen leaves, ruffling the corners of their clothes, bringing with it a hint of damp coolness.

Summer finally came to an end on this day.

Still in the Dream Tower.

The table was filled with delicious dishes, but everyone sat there in silence, and no one picked up their chopsticks.

Sang Qiyan said softly:

"Eat it, it's getting cold."

A few people responded quietly but still did not move.

Chu Yao lowered her head and counted the rice grains in the bowl.

Wen Buyu covered his lips and coughed from time to time, and the sick look between his brows became even more serious.

Shen Mingchao stared at the smashed cucumber on the plate.

Su Xueyin...Su Xueyin didn't come.

Sang Nian picked up the chopsticks and whispered:

"Eat. We probably won't have a chance to eat together again in the future."

Chu Yao suddenly stuffed a big mouthful of rice into her mouth, chewed it hard, and tears filled her eyes.

Wen Buyu also scooped a spoonful of soup and lowered his head to sip.

Shen Mingchao took a bite of the cucumber and forced a smile at Sang Nian:

"Turns out, this isn't as delicious as I thought."

"It has no taste at all."

Without waiting for Sang Nian to answer, he murmured again, his face full of confusion:

"How come there is no taste at all?"

Sang Nian didn't say anything and ate quietly.

Then the room was silent, with not even the slightest sound of chopsticks hitting dishes.

It seems like it’s going to rain today. Outside the window, there are thick dark clouds pressing heavily on the sky.

Sang Nian took a look and vaguely remembered that today was the day of Xiao Zhuochen's funeral.

"..."

She slowly put down her chopsticks:

"I'm stuffed."

Others also put down their chopsticks.

"I want to go back to Qingzhou with my brother," Sang Nian asked, "What are your plans next?"

Chu Yao lowered her eyebrows and replied:

"My eldest brother and I will leave Xiaoyao Sect and travel around."

"What about you?" Sang Nian asked Shen Mingchao.

Shen Mingchao was still confused:

"I do not know."

“I don’t know where else I can go.”

Sang Nian asked, "Come with me to Qingzhou? Or go back and be your Little Prince Shen?"

Shen Mingchao was silent for a while and said:

"Actually, I lied to you."

Sang Nian: "What?"

Shen Mingchao said: "The reason I can come to Xiaoyao Sect is not because my father and mother went around begging for an immortal fate for me."

"They didn't want me anymore and threw me out."

Sang Nian fell silent.

Shen Mingchao: "My master treats me very well. After careful consideration, I decided to return to the sect and not bother you in Qingzhou anymore."

He joked:

"You all leave, and when Senior Brother Gu Bai becomes the elder, I will be the senior brother of Xiaoyao Sect."

No one laughed except him.

After a while, Sang Nian stood up:

"Let's go."

Everyone stood up and walked out the door with her.

Walking to the gate of Chuimeng Tower, they looked at each other and whispered:

"treasure."

After that, they turned around and went in their respective directions.

From now on, in this vast world, perhaps, we will never meet again.

Sang Nian watched their backs disappear in the crowd, retracted his gaze, turned around and said:

"Brother, go back to the inn and pack your things first. I'm going somewhere and will come back soon."

Sang Qiyan's face was full of worry:

"Now, you...it's going to rain, don't go."

Sang Nian: "I know, I'll be back soon, don't worry."

After saying that, she hurried away.

Sang Qiyan sighed and glanced at her attendant. The attendant nodded and followed her silently.

Sang Qiyan looked around Yujing, which was no longer prosperous, and a hint of coldness appeared on his face.

"Xianmen?"

"Ah."

……

White flags fluttering.

Paper money was flying everywhere.

Sang Nian hid in the crowd, with a long curtain covering his face and figure.

She looked ahead through the veil.

The Xiao family will carry the coffin back to the clan today to bury Xiao Zhuochen.

The wide street was almost filled with people. Amid the sound of chanting, disciples of the Xuanjian Sect walked towards them step by step, carrying coffins.

Xiao Jing followed beside him holding the tablet, looking distraught.

The people on both sides of the road were all crying quietly.

Among them, many people cursed Xie Chenzhou.

"Mr. Xiao was kind-hearted and went to help that evil guy, but ended up like this... Good people really don't get good rewards!"

"The others aren't good people either! Although they were also bewitched by the devil, they also played a role in killing Master Xiao!"

"Why aren't they the ones who died?"

"I heard that the Lord of Qingzhou City gave all the mineral deposits to the Immortal Alliance, which saved their lives."

"They also want to slander the leader of the Immortal Alliance. The content on the photo stone is obviously fake!"

"That's right, the Zhuyu tribe is vicious by nature, and the leader is destroying them for the good of the human race. This is really unreasonable!"

"..."

The sky became increasingly gloomy and the wind gradually picked up.

The veil of the curtain was blown away by the wind, revealing the pale face of the girl.

Her eyes were dazed.

The young man holding the tablet caught a glimpse of this scene and his pupils suddenly shrank.

He handed the tablet to the person next to him and strode towards her.

"What are you doing here?!" He grabbed Sang Nian's wrist fiercely and said sternly, "What qualifications do you have to come here?!"

Sang Nian suddenly came back to his senses, his throat was choked, and he said with difficulty:

"……sorry."

"Who wants your apology?!" Xiao Jing's eyes turned red. "Can my brother come back to life just by saying sorry?"

It was like a steel needle piercing into the heart, the pain was sharp and spread from the heart to every part of the body.

It goes on and on.

Sang Nian lowered his head very low:

"Xie Chenzhou was controlled by someone. The one who wanted to kill Xiao Zhuochen was not him, but the leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance."

Xiao Jing: "That's enough! Don't mention his name again. I don't want to hear it again."

Sang Nian was silent for a long time, and then said:

"sorry."

Xiao Jing took a deep breath, suddenly pushed her away, and said word by word:

"Give me back my brother!"

Sang Nian stumbled and fell to the ground, the curtain on his head fell to the side, revealing his face.

Countless discussions were heard all around.

The palm of his hand was scratched by the ground, and some blood seeped out.

Sang Nian slowly clenched his hands and pressed the wound in a self-abusive manner.

Xiao Jing pointed at the coffin:

"My elder brother, Xiao Zhuochen, is a man of clear skies and bright prospects. He should have a great life with countless honors and applause."

"Now, there's nothing left."

"He's only twenty years old."

The boy's face was full of tears, and his voice was choked with sobs:

"Give me back my brother."

"..."

The rain started again.

It was raining heavily. Sang Nian sat on the ground in a daze, watching the coffin pass by him little by little.

She raised her face slightly, and the cold rain hit her face, causing pain.

"I killed him."

"It was me who dragged him into this situation."

She murmured:

“Why wasn’t I the one who died?”

"If the person who died was me..."

"That would be great."