Love him and endure the cold

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"Curse? Although it does seem to be caught in some strange vortex, I always feel that it is people themselves who caused this situation..."

That's right, Han Xiu and Wu Yu have indeed been tormenting each other all the time. They obviously like each other, but they want to make everyone suffer so much in the coming year, and even the pain affects other people. If Han Xiu was willing to be with Wu Yu back then , there will be no Han Jingxiao and silent sorrow.

But in the final analysis, if everyone had their own paranoia, there would be no situation today, so any curses are nonsense.

"Yes, that's right, the so-called curse is actually just an excuse people make for not doing enough for each other... So the Juechen sword technique can break the curse, it means that there must be one person who is willing to completely sacrifice himself for the other party. Okay. The so-called curse, when a person is willing to give up everything for the other party, it will naturally cease to exist..."

Han Jingxiao looked at the opposite person in surprise, Rannuo knew that he was the owner of Fengxue Villa, but how could he know that he was Ye Zun of Huari Sect?

"Although there is surprise in your eyes, it is no longer murderous. This is very good...but don't worry, although I know your identity, I am already a person who doesn't care about world affairs. As for how I know, you don't have to worry about it." , since you also understand that the so-called curse is an excuse made by people for not paying enough, can you be sure that Wu Yan really left?"

Han Jingxiao's body froze suddenly, what do you mean?

"Did you see him die in front of you?"

Han Jingxiao's hand holding the wine glass began to tremble slightly.

"You mean, he is not dead? Don't you... Since you know my identity, it proves that you are not an ordinary person, so you also know that he is not dead, right?" Han Jingxiao looked at the person in front of him with burning eyes, then No looked back at him.

"I just know that if you don't see the complete end of a matter with your own eyes, you can't say that it is over. If Wu Yan appears in front of you again, if it is his reincarnation, and he no longer remembers you, what will you do? "

Han Jingxiao stood up trembling.

"I swore it a long time ago... this time... I think I know how to love..."

"Then, it doesn't matter whether he is really dead or alive, and it doesn't matter whether he will appear again, it is the same for you. You are ready to start again. If that is the case, why bother to feel sorry for you here?" Woolen cloth?"

Han Jingxiao smiled.

"Yes, thank you, I know what I should do."

Han Jingxiao turned around, picked up the jar of wine and drank it down.

"Wine, it's better to drink it with hope!"

Ran Nuo also smiled, pinched the stinky tofu again and threw it in his mouth, eating with happiness on his face, well, that Wu Yan has the same vision as himself, this stinky tofu is indeed a great delicacy in the world.

After Han Jingxiao left, a figure gently rolled into the private room on the second floor, but Ran Nuo didn't lift his head, as if he already knew who it was.

"I lost my will to live many years ago, and I survived because of you. I will always remember the favor I owe you."

While eating stinky tofu, Ran Nuo talked to the people behind him.

"Well, that's good..." The visitor just stood quietly, as if he had endless thoughts on his mind.

"It's just that I don't understand, why do you want me to tell Han Jingxiao all this? Are you marrying for someone else? You also love silence, right?"

"I love him, but he doesn't love me, what's the use?"

After finishing the last piece of stinky tofu, Ran Nuo put his finger in his mouth and sucked it.Turning his head slowly, he looked at the person standing behind him.

"So, are you really letting go now?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. In short, from this moment on, there will be no Wuyan in my life... I just know that Wuyan doesn't want to see the cold scene no matter whether he is alive or dead." Xiao exhausted his life for him... Now Han Jingxiao is as dead as an abyss... Outsiders may not understand, but I understand that if he continues like this, he may die of depression in a short time. At the same time, I'm also selfish, I don't want Wu Yan to sacrifice himself in exchange for only a few years of Han Jingxiao's life, he should live well, regret, feel guilty, miss Wu Yan, hehe, I'm bad too, aren't I? ..."

Rannuo sighed lightly.

"Looking at you, I think of my past, come out earlier, feelings are the most hurtful and invisible things in this world, Ziyi."

The corner of Mo Ziyi's lips curled into a bitter smile, yes, it does hurt people... Because of jealousy and unwillingness, people can do a lot of wrong things...

He gave Han Jingxiao a hope, but it was a cruel hope. Whether Wu Yan is alive or dead can be ignored for the time being, but he can be sure of one thing. If there is a miracle, Jun Yinghong and Shu Yishen, I will never let Wu Yan and Han Jingxiao meet again.

Han Jingxiao, spend the rest of your life in remorse and longing...

In the north, there is a dead silence in the endless desert. Here, even camel caravans coming to the north seldom pass by, because this is a famous place of death, and even the most experienced camels and businessmen are hard to escape. It will be buried in the desert for a long time due to the influence of the impermanent climate here.Only an eagle flying by occasionally can bring a breath of life here.

Here, there is no warning for blocking, and attacks can come at any time, and because of this, this place is a natural barrier.

And the famous Flying Blood Building on the rivers and lakes is located here.

Except for the members of the Flying Blood Building and a few martial arts masters in the martial arts world, no one had the opportunity to see the true face of the Flying Blood Building, because they were lost in the desert before they got here.

But right now, there is a person, wearing a thick cloak, walking quickly in the windy and sandy desert. Although the wind and sand filled the whole world, although the surroundings became as dark as the night due to the attack of the wind and sand, all of this Nothing can stop that person from moving forward.

"He's here again, and he really doesn't want to give up..."

236、Pursuing...

"So what? No matter how many times he comes, our answer won't change."

Jun Yinghong stood at the highest point of Feixue Building, looking at the figure in the wind and sand.The dead silence on that man was deeper than this desert.

Jun Yinghong smiled coldly, if he knew today, why bother?Although the current Han Jingxiao looks sympathetic, in the final analysis he found it himself.No matter how many times this person comes, Jun Yinghong's attitude will not change.People are always responsible for their actions.

Jun Yinghong and Shu Yishen were standing at the highest point of the Feixue Building at the moment. Martial arts practitioners were already sharp and sharp. Jun Yinghong finally saw the black figure that looked a bit bleak, turned around and jumped down from the top of the small building. .

"Actually, is this really okay..." Shu Yi Shen looked at Jun Yinghong's back, but Jun Yinghong didn't answer, nor did he stop. Shu Yi sighed deeply, but he knew that Jun Yinghong heard it. own words...

Looking at the back of the Feixue Building, many people actually thought that since the Feixue Building existed in the depths of the desert, it must be very bleak, but in fact, the Feixue Building occupies a huge area, and every brick and tile inside is very domineering. .

The magnificence of the Feixue Building is unimaginable to those who have never seen it. Even Han Jingxiao, who found this place for the first time, was surprised by what he saw.

Today, the high and low buildings are scattered, and Shu Yichen can't see the person he wants to see... Although the first floor of the Flying Blood Building feels like a dragon is diving into the abyss, it is ready to go. But since childhood, Shu Yishen often felt a sense of oppression and fear in the Flying Blood Building, as if one day she would be completely lost here, and would never be able to get out...

What about that person now...is he lost here too?Shu Yichen withdrew his gaze. It is impossible to find out who built this Feixue building, but Shu Yichen admired it very much. The layout here is like a dilemma, making people who come in feel that they cannot be free...

Unable to be free... That's why I wanted so desperately to escape from here, escape from Jun Yinghong...

Lifting his breath, Shu Yichen also jumped down from the top of the building and followed Jun Yinghong.

Outside the gate of Feixue Tower, Jun Yinghong stood there, facing the man in a black cloak, but the cloak he was wearing was covered with yellow sand, Jun Yinghong said coldly.

"It seems that Master Han's internal strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the time it takes to cross the sandstorm is getting shorter every time."

The Flying Blood Building will never be attacked by wind and sand, because the Flying Blood Building is right at the center of the sandstorm, no matter how dark it is outside, the center where the Flying Blood Building is located will not be affected.

"It took a lot of effort when I came here for the first time. Now that I have mastered the trick, it will naturally become easier and easier in the future." The visitor slowly took off the hat of the cloak, and Jun Yinghong's lips were chapped due to lack of water. He is skinny, but because his eyes can't see the bottom like an abyss, it doesn't make him look embarrassed.

"This time, I still have the same purpose as before. Where is Wuyan?"

Han Jingxiao's voice was cold and calm, but it made people feel inexplicably miserable.

"Then my answer is the same. Wu Yan is already dead. Didn't I tell you where he is Mang last time? Although I don't want you to disturb Wu Yan's peaceful sleep, if you don't give up, you should have told him Have you dug that grave and looked at it, you should be very clear about whether there are any corpses in it."

Shu Yi Shen looked at Jun Yinghong's side face, his lips were smiling, full of evil spirit and provocation, if it was the old Han Jingxiao, I'm afraid he would have paid back his indifferent gaze