My old enemy always likes to pull my furry ears

Xue Huan's disturbance successfully pulled Yan Zhou's irritability to the peak.

He was not surprised that Xue Huan was able to be sculpted by Nanfo Bingdilian in such a short period of time. There are so many strange and incredible things in this world. No matter how amazing, in his eyes, everything seems ordinary.

The moment he came out of the ruined temple, Yan Zhou was in an extremely depressed state. He tried to suppress the unknown fire in his heart with silence and expressionlessness. He had done his best, and his trip was only for Killing Li Shangnian and taking back the Xingxiu disk, he has no other thoughts.

Why did someone come to stop me at this time.

This person is still Xue Huan.

Why is he involved everywhere?Why did everything that happened to him end without a problem?Why is he coming?Why does he always turn to others to deal with himself?

Why?Why?

Xue Huan's block saved Li Shangnian's life. He jumped faster than a weasel, and slipped away from Yan Zhou's eyes in the blink of an eye.

"Jiang Farewell." Xue Huan put away Da Yin, and stopped in front of Yan Zhou as if he was afraid that he would catch up, calling his name lightly.

After fighting for so long, Jun'an didn't even touch the corner of Li Shangnian's clothes. He was anxious and angry, "Xue Huan, why did you let that bastard go?"

Xue Huan turned a deaf ear, his eyes, nose, ears and heart were all on Yan Zhou's body, and he couldn't leave him for a moment.

"Jiang Farewell," Xue Huan retrieved the memory of being in the heaven. When he saw Yan Zhou again, he felt a kind of joy that he didn't miss it. Looking at it like this, I can't calm down for a long time.With a slight smile, he discussed softly: "Let's not kill people anymore, okay?"

If he could, he wished he could pack Yanzhou home and put it away so tightly that no one could find him just the two of them.

He was a little selfish, he thought that from now on, Yan Zhou would only appear under his nose.

However, Yan Zhou didn't seem to agree with him. From the beginning to the end, he was expressionless, his eyes were cold but there seemed to be flames burning his reason.

"Xue Huan, you and I have nothing to do with each other, you don't have to worry about my business!"

What he said was unfeeling and righteous, and he was about to separate himself from Xue Huan.

Xue Huan persisted, "You saved my life." He said, "You don't care about throwing me in the ruined temple. Since you saved me, you have to be responsible to the end. I can't see you when I wake up. Save my life." It doesn't make sense either."

His idea now is very simple, find a place where no one is around, no matter how simple or not, as long as there is an eaves to shelter from the wind and rain, he and Yan Zhou will bring back the old days bit by bit.

Even if you can't pick it up, it's still a long way to go, and you still have a lot of time to live.

Is this begging so difficult?

Yanzhou turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, he said coldly: "Go to death if there is no point, whoever stops you, get out of the way!" If you don't deal with me, you're going to ruin my business. If you knew this, you should die. If you want to die, you will kill yourself with the sword, get out!"

Yan Zhou's eyes were extremely red, the pupils were cloudy lavender, and the tip of his nose was also red. Due to his emotional fluctuations, half of his orchids were covered with ugly and terrifying black lines, exaggerating a treacherous aura.

According to the past, when such an ugly thing came out, Yan Zhou would definitely cover it up. At that time, he still cared. After ten thousand years of silence, he couldn't even control his small emotions, so don't be ashamed.

Shameless now, shameless, living for so long, suppressed for so long, what is the real him, what is the real freedom.

He must not be a benevolent and kind-hearted phoenix. 10 years ago, so many lives could be blamed on him. He has been responsible for so many years. If there is no truth, how can he be worthy of the sins he has created.

It's all bullshit, he's going to kill people, he's going to have blood on his hands.

Xue Huan said shamelessly, "I found you, so I won't die. I want you to come back with me."

"Speaking nonsense, shameless." Yan Zhou cursed, the hand that was holding the hilt of the sword became tighter and tighter.

Xue Huan said: "I'm not joking with you, Jiang Bie, I've already remembered." As he spoke, his throat was a little choked, as uncomfortable as a huge stone blocked in his throat. The time of 10 years is like the moon in the mirror, the memory is so close, but he is reluctant to touch it, because it is too precious, the precious is like an illusion, and it only needs a little wind to blow it away.

The reflection on the lake was removed by the water waves, the dark clouds covered the moon and the stars in the night sky, and a gust of wind passed by, blowing the haze that had lingered over the head for 10 years. This is a nightmare that cannot be bear to recall.

It brings enough regrets, enough to be depressing.

"Jiangbie, Sangchi is gone, and all the gods... are gone too. In the blink of an eye, 10 years have passed, and if it is gone, it is gone. Can't we forget about those unhappy things and start over? I feel too much pressure in my heart. Can things be happy?"

Yan Zhou was silent for a long while, and the turbidity in his pupils subsided. He looked at Xue Huan, his eyes a little empty.

"You also know that it is 10 years, 10 years, can you let go of it, can you forget these pains?"

"I know it's unforgettable, Jiang Farewell, but," Xue Huan said, "these pains can't chase you for 10 years and still not let you go. Hatred takes root in your heart and disturbs your sanity, but you're not wrong, Jiang No, you are not wrong, you don't have to use these memories to punish yourself, 10 years is too long, you remember these, it is too painful to open your eyes every day!"

Yan Zhou: "Does this mean that you can forget it? 10 years, how long is 10 years... Let me think about it, the moment when my life is turned upside down is only half a day, and the next 10 years will be irreversible. For ten thousand years, I was divided into two halves. Just now I was a saint in the heaven, but the next second I fell into a demon. I was condemned by the god of Sangchi, and I was stigmatized by the world, constantly stigmatized, and constantly cut—— I can't save so many souls, I'm not wrong, Xue Huan, I'm not wrong!"

"Yes, Huang, you are not wrong." Xue Huan's heart was throbbing, he wanted to hug Yan Zhou, touch his hair, and kiss his cheek.

But he dared not.

"But, it's all over after all, they're all gone, they're all gone, why do you want to uncover the past and see the bloody truth..."

"Do you want to tell me to let go of my hatred and let go of my heart? Let the past go, be unrestrained in the world, and live a happy life?" Yan Zhou let out a sigh of relief.

Xue Huan's eyes lit up: "Yes!"

"Impossible!" Yan Zhou suddenly refuted loudly.

"Jiang Bie."

"What do you want?!" Yan Zhou roared like a madman.

"I just want you to consider me. I want to live a happy life with you. I want you to be happy. Neither of us can change the past, but the rest of our lives are so long. Can't we... have a good time?"

Find another hill, Xue Huan thought, and plant a poinciana tree every year, so that after many years, they will have a phoenix forest.Xue Huan wanted to open a lotus pond for Yanzhou, not only lotus, but also some water-based red roses, and some fish. He would build a wooden stack in the middle of the lotus pond. Yanzhou could sit on it when he was tired. Putting his feet into the lotus pond, all the fish swam over to kiss his toes, Yan Zhou was afraid of tickle, he gently touched the surface of the water, causing many drops of water.

Xue Huan just looked at him like this, as long as he can look at him, only this person is enough in this big world.

On such a good day, Xue Huan wants to realize his dreams now.

His status as a god, his reputation in the world, as long as Yan Zhou is happy, he is alive, and the rest is not important.

Saying what was in his heart, Xue Huan was a little lonely, but Yan Zhou standing in front of him was silent, he didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't speak up, the red light that was flickering after Wen Jing disappeared, nothing changed, only the corners of his eyes changed redder.

Jun An did not succeed in revenge, he stood on the empty ground, and the sky turned pale at some point.

Yanzhou was wrapped up by Xue Huan, and he came and went like the wind in this open space.

Li Shangnian was still alive for the time being, and he left Chaoqiu without stopping.