Ye Bai

Ye Bai woke up tossing and turning, the first thing he saw was his sister Ye Mingzhuo.

Ye Mingzhuo's face was pale, his expression was in a trance, and he seemed to be distracted. When Ye Bai opened his eyes, what he saw was Ye Mingzhuo's strange expression looking at him in rapt attention.

She didn't know where her thoughts drifted, her eyes were clearly looking at Ye Bai, but there was no focus in her eyes, she was obviously distracted.

It wasn't until a moment later that Ye Bai was about to realize that something was wrong, and she suddenly came back to her senses, looked at her younger brother, and smiled suddenly: "Xiao Wu, you're awake."

Ye Bai quickly got out of bed, put on his shoes in a hurry, turned his head to look at the eldest sister, and asked, "Sister, do you know where Xihe is? I have been looking through medical techniques for the past few days, intending to find someone who can heal Xihe's body." Fazi, I just got some clues, I want to tell Xihe the good news, sister!"

Ye Bai read the medical skills of the Ye family's bookstore day and night, causing his body to be overwhelmed, and directly passed out in the Ye family's bookstore. If the servants did not come in to clean up, I am afraid that the fifth young master who was unconscious would not have been discovered so quickly .

Hearing Xihe's name, Ye Mingzhuo's face turned even paler. Her eyes looked a little guilty, and she didn't dare to look directly into Ye Bai's eyes for a while.

Ye Bai quickly noticed her strangeness, and a trace of uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart. He looked straight at Ye Mingzhuo and said in a trembling voice, "Sister, did something happen to Xihe?"

Ye Mingzhuo settled down and tried to calm herself down. She looked at Ye Bai with pity in her eyes.

Ye Mingzhuo said softly: "Xiao Wu, I know this news may be hard for you to accept, but Xi and him..."

"Enough!" Ye Bai said loudly, his eyes began to turn red, "You're lying to me, aren't you?"

"I'm still trying to find a prescription to cure him. Xihe promised me that he would try his best to live. Why is he suddenly gone..." He grabbed Ye Mingzhuo's shoulder suddenly, with a hint of pleading in his tone, "Ah Sister, you were just joking with me, right? Xihe will be fine, right?"

Ye Mingzhuo's eyelids trembled slightly, and some teardrops stained his eyelashes, as if they were about to fall down in the next moment. She wanted to tell Ye Bai the truth, but she was afraid that he would not be able to bear it.

She said with difficulty: "Xihe is gone, and the tomb is on the back mountain. The second day after you were unconscious, he suffered from injuries, and the medicine stone was ineffective. Changxin and I made his tomb with our own hands."

Changxin was originally a waiter by his side, a clansman sent by the branch, to learn medical skills by his side, but Ye Bai was stubborn since he was a child, and never willing to learn the Ye family's medical skills, Ye Mingzhuo simply took Changxin to her, Let him help out and learn.

"Where's Changxin?" Ye Bai suddenly asked.

Ye Mingzhuo didn't expect that the first time Xiaowu asked about Changxin's whereabouts.

She thought for a while, and then said: "Since..., Changxin has disappeared, and I don't know where he went."

"I see." Ye Bai said quietly.

Ye Mingzhuo hesitated for a while, and asked tentatively: "Xiao Wu, do you want to go and see Xihe, he is buried in the back mountain..."

"I won't go!" Ye Bai reacted greatly, looking at her conflictingly.

Ye Mingzhuo's words stopped abruptly, and she looked back at him blankly, looking a little at a loss.

Ye Bai quietly climbed onto the bed, covered his whole body with the quilt, and instead of looking into Ye Mingzhuo's eyes, he murmured almost to himself: "Xihe likes to watch the sunrise, and he can see it when he wakes up tomorrow." He died, I have to sleep for a while, and watch the sun go out with him tomorrow morning."

Ye Mingzhuo's eyes gradually turned red, she wiped away her tears, and said with a smile, "Go to sleep, sister will call you tomorrow."

But in the middle of the night, Ye Bai got up secretly and came to the bamboo forest where they first met.

I don't know if it's because of the night, but the bamboo grove, which seemed to be full of vitality, looks very bleak at this moment. Ye Bai quietly looked at this dark area, not knowing what he was waiting for.

Ye Bai, who was standing in the cold wind, looked like a bewildered child.

He looked at the bamboo forest and said to himself, "It would be great if I could learn medical skills earlier, so... I can save you, Xihe."

His voice sounded a little wronged: "I haven't been with you for a few days, I don't know your last name, and I don't even know what you look like."

"You said that when you recover, you will take off your mask."

"Xihe," he said with a choked voice, "you lied to me."

The Long and the New of the Past Life

Changxin held the auspicious cloud jade pendant in his hand, but an ethereal sentence sounded in his ear.

"Do you want to stay with him and protect him?"

The voice that sounded out of nowhere should have aroused his vigilance, but at this moment, Changxin, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, asked cautiously: "Can you help me?"

"Go to Nanyin Mountain, the highest illusory land, and make your wish to that person." The owner of the voice said.

Nanyin Mountain?

He had heard of this place, and it was rumored that it was inhabited by the last of the ancient gods.

It's just that such a person will really help himself?

The man seemed to have heard the words in his heart, "It's natural, but after you make a wish, you have to pay your price."

"The price?" Changxin repeated his words.

"Yes, the price. There is a price to be paid for everything, no one is an exception." The owner of the voice continued, "After making a wish, you go to that world, become a spirit sword, and continue to guard him .”

"It's just that I will erase your memory, you won't remember anything, are you willing?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Changxin replied firmly, "I am willing."

The man smiled and said nothing.

"The last question, who are you and why are you helping me?"

Time seemed to stand still, and after a long time, the man sighed faintly: "I have stayed in this world of mortals for too long, and I have almost forgotten my name. If so, please call me Book of Destiny."

"The Flying Star Sword is an ancient divine sword. It used all its spiritual power to exchange for the owner's survival for several days. It once begged me when it was dying, if it was possible, I would find a suitable soul to replace it, live in the spirit sword, and continue to guard its owner."

"I understand." Changxin said.

He held the Xiangyun jade pendant tightly, "I'm going to Nanyin Mountain now."

Ning Zhiyuan in Past Life

In the dead of night, a black shadow suddenly appeared on the back mountain of the Ye family.

The man gradually walked up to the tombstone, and reached out to caress the tombstone, as if stroking his lover.

He put his face on the tombstone and smiled softly: "Xihe, I finally found you."

"I will avenge you. Anyone who hurts you, I will make them pay the price." He whispered, with a cold smile on his lips.

"This place is so cold, you must be lonely, right? I'll take you home, okay?" He put his hands on the tombstone, and soon, the stone tablet was reduced to a pile of ashes.

As soon as Ning Zhiyuan put his hand into the protruding tomb, there was a "bang", and the originally constructed tomb collapsed in an instant, and the deafening sound immediately attracted people from the Ye family.

In the dusty sky, a figure loomed faintly.

He stretched out his hand, dug out the urn buried in the soil, and carefully placed it on the palm of his hand.

Ye Mingzhuo, who came here after hearing the sound, came with a group of family members. Seeing this phenomenon, he couldn't help being shocked and angry, "Who is here! Why did you dig the grave of my Ye family."

She looked at the figure behind the dust in surprise, and somehow felt familiar.

The man smiled lightly, and there was a sense of coldness in the laughter, "You don't even recognize me, Ming, Zhuo."

He read her name word for word.

Ye Mingzhuo raised his eyes to look at him. In the dark night, Ning Zhiyuan's appearance was almost indistinguishable. She thought his words sounded a little strange, so she had to bear her temper and said to him: "Ning Zhiyuan, the thing in your hand is a small The ashes of Wuyou, he was an excellent person during his lifetime, I cannot let him die, and there is no way for him to be buried in peace."

Ning Zhiyuan seemed to have heard some unbelievable joke, "Friend? Heh..."

"Since we are friends, why do you want to kill him!" Ning Zhiyuan's figure flickered slightly, and he came to Ye Mingzhuo in an instant, grabbed her neck, and said coldly, "You also know that he has always been an excellent person. Man, why do you have the heart to hurt him?!"

With Ning Zhiyuan's sudden attack, the others were unprepared. Seeing that he had restrained his young lady, everyone surrounded him, wanting to save her.

Ye Mingzhuo's face was pale, and she was almost out of breath. She said with difficulty: "You and I haven't seen each other for a long time, the first thing after reunion is to kill me?"

"Kill you?" Ning Zhiyuan said calmly, "I want your Ye family to be buried with him."

Ye Mingzhuo opened his eyes wide and wanted to say something, but he saw that Ning Zhiyuan put all his cultivation into a ball of raging flames, instantly engulfing everyone present.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, and almost immediately engulfed the huge Ye family.

The sleeping people were awakened by the flames, but they couldn't dodge in time.

This is the grand flame that Nascent Soul cultivator exhausted his whole life to cultivate. Because of his deep hatred and disgust, the fireworks made of demons can destroy almost everything he hates.

This year, the Ye family was destroyed by an unknown fire, and Ye Bai, who rushed to Nanyin Mountain without knowing the truth, escaped.

Almost at the same time, when the Ye family was destroyed, he was reborn as a child.

As for Ning Zhiyuan, he had spent his entire life in cultivation, thinking that everything would be over, but when he opened his eyes again, he returned to the moment when he had not met Yun Xihe.

After asking what year and month it is, he rushed to the ghost town.

Because in the previous life, when chatting with Xihe, I overheard him mentioning that he once met a difficult opponent in the ghost town, and was seriously injured because of it.

He hugged the wounded and unconscious young man, carefully took him into his arms, and brought him back.

Who would have thought that at that time, the relationship between him and Xihe changed, and the two gradually drifted apart.

It turned out to be missed, after all, it was missed.

The author has something to say: I don’t know what to write about Yun Jing and Bai Chen, so let them live in imagination, _(:з」∠)_

There will probably be a short episode tomorrow, and then the whole article will be over

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