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This sad past infected Li Qingya, and when he regained his senses, he found himself kneeling on the ground with tears streaming down his face.

He held a fragment in his hand, which was originally a fragment of Zhou Tiandao plate that was enshrined in the War Soul Temple. It contained the soul of Nie Qingxuan, and it was the memory that was shown to him just now.

Pei Yu, who was squatting in front of him, stretched out her hand, wiped away the tears on his face, and then hugged him into her arms.

Jianxiu's embrace was not particularly generous, but it was strong and tough enough, making Li Qingya feel that as long as he was there, the sky would fall, and it would not be his turn to support him.

In the end, Li Qingya was carried down the mountain by Pei Yuyan. The memory of watching Nie Qingxuan caused him strong emotional fluctuations and consumed a lot of mental energy, so that it was difficult to even travel.

In short, tired of crying.

Li Qingya buried her face in Pei Yuyan's back, not daring to raise her head.

——It's too embarrassing, even uglier than when Lu Zhaobai cried when he was a child.

Fortunately, although Li Qingya is not strong in other abilities, he has one specialty, that is, his adaptability is very good, and he can also be said to have a thick skin.

When he got halfway up the mountain, he had already adjusted his mentality, and began to talk to Pei Yuyan about the strangeness he found in Nie Qingxuan's memory: "Did the little uncle see the memory of the master?"

"I saw it."

"Sword Master Fuli was born just like you."

"Well, it's really similar."

Not only the looks are the same, but even the temperament is the same, self-restrained, restrained, silent... If there are not some differences in dressing preferences, Li Qingya almost thinks that they are the same person.

This degree of similarity cannot be explained by blood relationship.Pei Yuyan grew up in the northern border, so there is no possibility that Nie Qingxuan deliberately raised him according to Pei Ting's temperament.

How can a living person be so similar to a dead person under the condition of natural growth?

Li Qingya suddenly thought: "Could he be the past life of my little uncle?"

Many of the scriptures he read in the illusion would write like this.When the current situation cannot be explained with common sense, we can only resort to strange stories.

Pei Yuyan was at a loss for words, his nephew would have weird ideas out of the blue, which made people laugh and cry.After death, everything is empty, and the soul returns to heaven and earth, so there is no afterlife.

But he still gave a serious answer: "I think, even if there is a past life, it should be two different people."

Different parents will give birth to different bodies, and different growth trajectories will create different characters. It is extremely rare that they can be born exactly the same.

"Or is it the same person?"

The unrealistic part of this guess lies in the resurrection after death, and the soul returns to heaven and earth after death.The body can still be reshaped, but what about the soul?They can still collect souls for Nie Qingxuan now because he is alive, but Pei Ting is definitely dead.

It was only through Nie Qingxuan's memory that Pei Yuyan understood all the past, how did she know about the entanglements?Even if he wanted to explain Li Qingya's doubts, he could only answer helplessly: "I don't know."

Li Qingya realized that he was being stupid.If the little uncle knew the origin of it, why didn't he tell him?

Pei Yuyan didn't finish her sentence: "But I dreamed of him when I was a child, and I dreamed of Fengquan Valley."

At that time, he didn't know what was wrong and thought it was just an ordinary dream. It wasn't until Nie Qingxuan saw the scenery of Fengquan Valley in Nie Qingxuan's memory that he suddenly realized it.

I think it should be the years when Pei Ting lived alone in Fengquan Valley after Pei Qin's death.In the dream, he practiced sword alone, lived alone, and faced the seemingly endless day and night alone...

Li Qingya was surprised. What Pei Yuyan said undoubtedly deepened his connection with Pei Ting, but the truth was still unclear.

Pei Yuyan sighed: "Perhaps only senior brother knows the origin of this."

His mood could not be said to be sad, but more bewildered.

Nie Qingxuan is not someone who cares about the world, he will try his best to kill the Demon Emperor, one is for revenge, and the other is to fulfill Pei Ting's entrustment.If Pei Ting survived, he might still work hard to avenge Pei Qin, but it wouldn't be so hard.

How did Nie Qingxuan live in those years?

"It's really not worth worrying about him." Li Qingya suddenly complained, "This person always says nothing, pretends to be inscrutable, and plays around with people. It's okay if nothing happens, but if something happens, make people worry. "

If Nie Qingxuan was able to tell the secrets of the past when he was safe and sound, they would not be like ants on a hot pot now.

What he said was not because he really thought Nie Qingxuan was wrong, but because he was worried.Pei Yuyan heard it, so she comforted her: "Then let's go find him together and let him explain clearly."

Li Qingya was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Okay!"

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They went to Fengquan Valley, to Tiandang Mountain where Nie Qingxuan hid 80 years after Pei Ting's death, and to all the places that Nie Qingxuan might be nostalgic for.It is true that other souls of Nie Qingxuan were found in these places, and in the end there were only one soul left.

In the northern border, the wind and snow continued.

A flying boat sails quietly through the snow.

Li Qingya only opened the window and looked out, then shrank back as if being scalded, and wrapped her clothes tightly around her body.

They are now going to their final destination, Tianze City.In addition to looking for Nie Qingxuan's remaining soul, Li Qingya also hopes to find out the life experience of the little uncle there.

According to Pei Yuyan, although Mrs. Ruixin is gone, there are still old people alive. They may know something that Pei Yuyan doesn't.

Li Qingya saw so much snow for the first time.The white earth is connected to the gray sky, as if there is no end.There is also snow in the Central Plains, but it is different. The snow is water-based. The snow here is like dry sand, and the entire northern border is like a snowy desert.

The desert does not change with the seasons.

The place where the residents of the northern border live is in the south, and they passed the last settlement last night.

Pei Yuyan said that Tianze City was still further north, but after flying all night, the flying boat still didn't stop, as if it was going to the end of the sky.

After arriving here, even monsters began to become scarce, and even a monk's physique could hardly resist the chill that would freeze his blood.

Li Qingya was shivering from the cold, and couldn't even read the script.

"It's... cold."

Pei Yuyan, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes. He touched Li Qingya's hand, which was cool.

"Let's add another dress."

Li Qingya shook his head: "No need, there are already enough, if there is more, it will become a bear. The body is fine, but the hands and feet are cold, and they can't be warmed up."

Everything around is also cold, like frozen iron.He huddled on the couch, wrapped himself in the fur, only showing his face.The hot air he exhaled while speaking condensed small drops of water on the fluff, and when he accidentally touched it—hiss, this is also cold.

Pei Yuyan took his hand and put it in his arms. His body was the only heat source that could provide Li Qingya here.

"Would this be better?"

Li Qingya was so surprised that he couldn't even speak smoothly: "Okay...it's much better."

Pei Yuyan still wanted to hold him in his arms.It's just that there are some things he dares to do when his nephew is asleep, but when he is awake, he can only be an upright and self-restraining uncle.He was actually quite sanctimonious.

Seeing that Li Qingya was no longer cold, he closed his eyes and continued to practice.

Li Qingya continued to read his script, but his mind couldn't help but wander to Pei Yuyan.

When I was in contact with the little uncle before, I always felt that his body was cold, but when the same temperature reached the north, it became warmer.It's amazing.

When changing positions, his hands touched Pei Yuyan's abdominal muscles, which were firm and well-proportioned, as hard as iron stone.Li Qingya wanted to apologize, but seeing that Pei Yuyan didn't respond as if he was in a trance, he quietly counted a few dollars.

Just at the bottom of the count, a hand caught his paw through the clothes.Pei Yuyan looked at him with quiet eyes, with a helpless expression: "Don't make trouble."

One of Xianyu's instincts is to admit in time, Li Qingya apologized decisively: "I was wrong."

It's just that he didn't know that his eyes were saying "I know what I did was wrong, but I also know that you won't punish me", he was just like the cat who planed the cup to the ground and smashed it, but he was justified.

Pei Yuyan did intend to reprimand Li Qingya, but after hearing his apology, he couldn't bear it.

He explained: "This will itch." It itch on the body, but also itch in the bottom of my heart.

The cold air made Pei Yuyan's ice-like jade skin more transparent, and a little blood stained on it was extremely conspicuous, and it couldn't be hidden.

Li Qingya, who had been staring at him, was stunned: Uncle, your ears are red?

Li Qingya felt like a spring breeze was blowing in his heart, and the weeds grew wildly.

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