Young Sovereign, he wants to die every day

The two returned to the birch forest before, and they were still in the same position, where they had found the rusty sword before, and they were still kneeling on the ground.

Seeing that the surrounding scenery had changed, Yan Xubai still had the long sword in his hand, but Yan Changge and Lin Keren disappeared along with the illusion, his heart felt sore again, and his eyes turned red.

"Don't be sad, it was just an illusion just now. It should be the memory left by uncle and aunt, which formed the realm." Fu Guilan comforted.

A gleam of hope flashed in Yan Xubai's eyes, and he asked, "Sir, my parents are missing and I can't find them anywhere, and my grandfather never set up a grave for them, just as if they had traveled far and never returned. Now I know that they died in the The quicksand of Mohe Yanqi, sir, do you think my parents' bones will still be there?"

Yan Xubai hoped that Fu Guilan would give him an affirmative answer, but it has been so long, memory has formed a barrier, the long sword has become the entrance, and the blood has become the seal.If it wasn't for a coincidence, the Poshan sword fell into this place, and Yan Xubai came to the predicament of Canglan Mountain again.

It was so many coincidences that Yan Xubai found the sword with the patriarch of the Yan family.

The remains of Yan Changge and Lin Keren have never been used as the bearer of the entrance to the Wangjing, so how can they be found.

Fu Guilan said: "You can give it a try, but don't get too hopeful about it."

Yan Xubai laughed at himself, and said: "I was delusional, but I let the master laugh at me."

"There is no need to be so pessimistic. There are many strange things in the world, and I don't deny the possibility. Just like this time, Sect Master Yan regained his father's sword. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it." Fu Guilan explained.

Hearing this explanation, Yan Xubai couldn't help stroking the blade of the sword lightly, and nodded slightly.

"Actually, this sword belongs to the Suzerain of the Yan Clan, and it's called 'Broken Mountain'. From the first suzerain, to grandfather, to father, and now I am the only one who can use this sword as a matter of course."

"Then hasn't this sword existed for hundreds of years?"

Yan Xubai sighed, and said, "That's right...it's been hundreds of years."

"Isn't it incredible that things from a hundred years ago have not been buried by the years, but they can still be used." He tilted his head and smiled at Fu Guilan, with a rare smile in his eyes, "In the illusion just now, don't Really like a dream."

Infected by this smile, Fu Guilan laughed too.

The relationship between the two seems to have eased a lot.

To be exact, during the time since Yan Xubai woke up, he really understood a lot.Sure enough, their identities are different, and what they see is different.

The most indispensable thing in the world is to accept fate.

In the past, Yan Xubai always felt that he was arranged, his hands and feet were tied up, and he just walked along the planned route smoothly, no matter what, as long as Yanmen was there.His end is only... the road of martyrdom.

But now I really understand that the ending may not be changed.But I still want to try other ways, even if it doesn't work, it doesn't matter, maybe there are other gains.

As for martyrdom, it has been prepared thousands of times in my heart, and it is not terrible.

Yan Xubai has been looking at the sword in his hand since just now, with a lot of thoughts.Kneeling and sitting there is also motionless, just like standing still.

As the smile on the face disappeared, Fu Guilan became worried again.

"Sect Master Yan." Fu Guilan yelled softly, thinking that he was indulging in grief again, "Don't be too sad,..."

Yan Xubai stood up suddenly, put the sword back in his hand, faced Fu Guilan and asked, "Can I trust you?"

Fu Guilan was still kneeling on the ground, watching the movement of the person in front of him, but he didn't know what to do, and he didn't understand why he asked him so suddenly.He also didn't think about anything, and blurted out: "Cut your heart out."

Yan Xubai just stood like this, looking down at him from a high position, with the thin bangs on his forehead blocking his eyes, and slowly said: "I used to hate Mr. very much. But once, I felt wronged for you and felt that you were very pitiful." ,Wronged…"

"Yan..."

As soon as Fu Guilan opened his mouth, he felt a little coolness on his lips. It turned out that Yan Xubai tapped him lightly with his finger, and he immediately grabbed the cold hand and held it tightly.Yan Xubai didn't struggle, but continued: "Now I have no less resentment towards you. I told myself over and over again that what happened back then was my fate. It could be someone else if it wasn't you. But my disaster, but I want my grandfather to clean up for me."

"I'll tell you when I find out."

Yan Xubai still had a lot to say, but he stopped.He watched quietly for a while, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just took a step back with his hand, bowed respectfully to Fu Guilan, and said: "If you have offended me before, I hope Mr. Haihan . In the future, I will consult with Mr. Wang a lot.”

It's still the same now, but the mood of the speaker has changed, so why can't the listener not hear it?

"Since you don't want to say anything, I won't force you." Fu Guilan stood up and returned a salute, then paused and said, "Sect Master Yan, after this trip is over, can I go to Longsuo Mountain to find you? The scenery is beautiful, and it is very different from the landscape of the Central Plains.”

"Of course, if you want to come, sir, of course I will entertain you well."

Seemingly forgetting that she was in the middle of nowhere, Fu Guilan was thinking about the next meeting.

"Roar-roar-"

A wild beast's neighing, caught in the wind in the forest, interrupted the conversation between the two.

"I'm afraid we won't be able to stay here for long." Hearing this, Fu Guilan was startled, glanced at the long sword in the young man's hand, and said, "The Broken Mountain Sword is the seal of the Canglan Mountain Realm. The realm has been broken, and the illusion of Canglan Mountain should be about to open."

"Why is the spiritual energy so strong..." Yan Xubai was still interpreting Fu Guilan's words, just when he was in doubt, he suddenly felt that the spiritual energy in the birch forest was instantly abundant, and it was more turbulent than that in the sword.

"These auras are used to support the phantom beasts and evil spirits in the realm. It should be released at this moment, and it should be no more than half a stick of incense. All phantom evil spirits will come out." Fu Guilan finished speaking, with a worried face.

"Can I go?" He asked again, but seeing no answer, he looked down at Yan Xubai's previously injured foot, and said, "Sect Master Yan, the foot injury is really all right? I just wanted to say in the illusion, see You frown every step you take, it should be unbearable."

"I'm really fine, it's just..." Yan Xubai was about to defend himself, but he was really fine.Fu Guilan had already squatted down, rolled off his white socks, exposing his ankles.

Fu Guilan said softly, "Let me take a look."

The exposed skin should also be white enough to glow because it has not seen the sun all year round.The ankle is small, and the right ankle is slightly pink, it should be from a previous fall and scratch, Yan Xubai covered it with his hand, and tried to find the position of the bone.

"Hiss—" Yan Xubai gasped, and sat down slowly.

"The bones are not misplaced, and the blood was evacuated by the spirit energy before, so it shouldn't hurt so much." Fu Guilan was very surprised, it shouldn't be.

"Sir, I'm really fine."

Yan Xubai was still defending, but he didn't give a convincing reason for a long time.

"Forget it, Sect Master Yan, I don't know if it hurts the meridians, or don't move rashly. The disciples by the lake can't wait any longer. I'll hold you and go there with you." Fu Guilan had already drawn her spiritual energy, and she still wanted to Try to probe the meridians on Yan Xubai's feet again.

Hearing that Fu Guilan wanted to hug him, Yan Xubai was taken aback. He pretended to be calm, but his ears turned red, and he said bluntly, "I'm really fine. I just..."

"I'm just...just afraid of pain."

Yan Xubai pushed away Fu Guilan's warm big hand, pointed to some tiny pink spots on the ankle, and said: "When you fall here, you rub against the ground with your socks, you can't see the wound, but you still touch your shoes and socks when you walk. , some pain."

Well, this time I really lost my face.

Afraid of pain, is he a child, he can still say such words at such an age.

Fu Guilan observed carefully that there was indeed no wound on the pink patch, it should be blood oozing under the skin, because there was no rupture, it was all there.

After hearing this explanation, Fu Guilan knew without looking up that Yan Xubai's face must be full of embarrassment and embarrassment, and the roots of his ears must be flushed.

Fu Guilan got up, took off her outer robe, and tore off a piece of satin from the front of the outer robe, tearing it into strips two fingers wide, with the aura still in her hand, she raised her hand to stroke the cloth, and the bright yellow cloth The strip is filled with Yingying aura.

"What is this for?"

Fu Guilan didn't speak, but quickly wrapped the cloth around Yan Xubai's ankle, not loose or tight, and then helped him put on his shoes and socks.

"Sect Master Yan, you should be better now." Fu Guilan raised his head and asked, his eyes met Yan Xu's white and shallow golden pupils.

Sure enough, cool spiritual energy wrapped around Yan Xubai's feet.And this silk cloth is also snow silk like icy muscle, which has the effect of protecting the body when worn on the body.

It's a pity about Fu Guilan's outer robe.Now because of Yan Xubai's scratches, the fine clothes turned into rags and were thrown on the ground.

Yan Xubai nodded and said, "Your clothes."

"Nothing, the dojo is still there. Let's go back to the lake, we shouldn't wait any longer." Fu Guilan stretched out his hand, wanting to hug Yan Xubai, "Let's go."

Yan Xubai waved his hand, and said: "Now the pain is gone, I can control my breath."

"It really doesn't hurt anymore?" Fu Guilan asked seriously, with a sense of oppression that "you are not allowed to lie".

Yan Xubai nodded quickly.

Fu Guilan said: "Don't be arrogant, hold my hand, and I will take you there."

This time Yan Xubai didn't refuse anymore, he stretched out his hand to hold Fu Guilan, and thought: I don't want to talk nonsense.

Fu Guilan held Yan Xubai with one hand, pinched the sword formula with the other hand and pointed at his chest. After reciting the mantra, a lot of spiritual energy gathered around the two of them, and Yan Xubai felt much lighter immediately.Fu Guilan was lucky enough to sink her dantian, and jumped into the air, pulling people along.

Running in the blue sky, Yan Xubai thought that the two of them were going at a steady pace at the current speed, but Fu Guilan suddenly accelerated, and before Yan Xubai could keep up, the hand he was holding was pulled so painfully that he blurted out "" It hurts." Although the voice was small, it was still heard.

Fu Guilan was originally holding Yan Xubai's hand, and with a little force forward, he brought him to a position in front, not behind Fu Guilan, but on the same level as him.Fu Guilan climbed onto Yan Xubai's waist with her right hand, and pulled him into her arms.

Fu Guilan didn't speak, but still concentrated on identifying the direction and looking for the person under the cloud.But his right hand attached to the man's waist was already sweating, and his heart was beating non-stop.

Yan Xubai didn't speak either, now he only cared about where to put his hands, whether he should hold Fu Guilan's hand, or put it on his waist like him.

No, no, no, it's outrageous.

In the end, Yan Xubai crossed his hands in front of his chest, resting them securely.