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After walking for a long time, Shen Ze'an felt cold all over his body, and his mind was not on the road at all.

The man threw out the umbrella in his hand, and let the rain pour on him, his face was pale, and he staggered forward.

He wanted to go to the back mountain to be quiet.

This torrential rain was like his state of mind at this time. He didn't use his spiritual power, but fully opened up his senses. Those raindrops seemed to be hitting his heart.

Like a sharp knife.

Shen Ze'an suddenly felt a trace of warmth appear on his cheeks, and he stretched out his hand to wipe his cheeks.

He looked at his hands in disbelief.

He cried, he actually cried!

He took out the talisman paper in his arms, and gathered his spiritual power between his fingers as if he had made up his mind.

The spell appeared in the air, revealing a strange red light.

The talisman flew towards Shen Ze'an's forehead, before Shen Ze'an could react, he was blown away by a powerful force.

The things in front of him gradually became blurred, and Shen Ze'an only felt that something broke through the long-suppressed memory and rushed out.

......

Shen Ze'an looked at the manor that appeared in front of his eyes, and every corner here revealed a familiar feeling.The structure of every place here seems to be imprinted in the depths of my memory, and the memory that I disappeared seems to be slowly waking up.

"Ze'an, go get some plum wine." An extremely gentle woman said to the child in front of her.

There were tears in Shen Ze'an's eyes, he could see that he was himself when he was a child.

Seeing the little man running out, Shen Ze'an didn't follow. He stared blankly at his father who was sitting upright and his mother who was busy serving meals, with a satisfied smile on his face.

He silently sat down at the dining table, holding his face and looking at the smiles on their faces, really wanting time to stop at this moment, but everything can only develop according to the original track.

As a bystander, Shen Ze'an was powerless to stop all this.

He saw his father's throat blocked by a sword, and his mother's abdomen was pierced; he heard his father's last questioning, and he heard his mother's cry of pain.

He saw himself standing there in a daze holding the plum wine.

The man's eyes were red. He wanted to see who that person was, but he couldn't see the face clearly.

Shen Ze'an could only follow that man, and saw him go to Zangshu Pavilion and take away all the sword manuals.The man seemed to pay special attention to one of them, and Shen Ze'an also knew that he couldn't see him, so he moved closer to him.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, it is exactly the same as the sword technique master used that day!

Shen Ze'an only felt that his heart stopped beating at that moment.

why?

Why is this happening? !

Why is the master I respect and like the enemy who killed my father and mother!

You obviously don't believe it, but the facts are right in front of you.

When he was dazed, the person he was following had disappeared, and when he went to look for it again, he found himself unconscious in the arms of the man in white.

Shen Ze'an took two quick steps, only to see the man in white stretch out his hand to seal his memory, and after doing all this, the man also raised his head.

Shen Ze'an finally saw that face clearly, it was undoubtedly Yu Zijin.

A surge of energy and blood surged, and Shen Ze'an spit out a mouthful of blood. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were completely scarlet.