My nemesis begged me after my death

"It's true." Xie Guici nodded firmly, "It's definitely not a lie."

Even if He Yuejun hadn't said that before, he still said it now.

Xie Guici saw the glint in Xue Zhaowei's eyes in an instant, unspeakably obscure and complicated, and all kinds of feelings gathered in this eyes, which made Xie Guici's heart tremble inexplicably.

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On the other side, the Fufeng faction.

Chen Xie whispered: "Today, there are 490 guests, all of whom came here specially to pay homage to He Yuejun."

Although these people don't seem to be very many, if you think about it, there are only a few in the world who are qualified to be called "immortal cultivators", not to mention some people who came to express their condolences on behalf of the entire sect.After seeing so many guests who came to express their condolences, Chen Xie finally understood what his young master meant by "Heyue Jun had a lot of friends in his life and was very popular with others".

And tomorrow is the official funeral, there will only be more people.

Xiang Chenyu was not surprised, nodded and told him: "You must make the disciples strengthen their guard, and don't give opportunities to those who are interested."

"Yes." Chen Xie froze, and then showed some hesitation: "Young master, is that He Yuejun really dead? We sent so many people to search in Beihuang, but we didn't find He Yuejun's body. "

Inside the coffin in the middle of the mourning hall of the Fufeng School, there are only some old things from He Yuejun's lifetime.

Xiang Chenyu's gaze slowly turned to the window, the moonlight was like a tide, covering it gently, and covering his eyes.

"When He Yuejun visited the Fufeng Sect, he left a life lamp containing his breath in the Fufeng Sect when he was joking. This lamp shattered when the news of his death spread to all the fairy sects in the world."

Xiang Shenyu closed her eyes.

The life lamp of the Fufeng Sect is related to the life of each disciple. If a disciple dies, the lamp belonging to him will be extinguished.But Xiang Shenyu said that the life lamp left by Jiang Dengnian was broken-although Chen Xie had never seen such a situation, the situation where the lamp was broken together must be more critical than the lamp going out.

He Yuejun is afraid that there will be no bones left in the Northern Wilderness, and his soul will be scattered.

Chen Xie was stunned, he didn't dare to ask any more questions after thinking about it, and hastily changed the subject: "Heyue-jun, that Taoist companion... Heyue-jun cared so much about Mr. Xie when he was alive, why didn't the young master keep him today?"

"It is precisely because Heyue-jun cares about him that I cannot let Xie Guici fall into danger. He is engaged to Mr. Zangxue now, so he should not be too close to me. If I can't find out the relationship between Xue Zhaowei and Heyue-jun For the evidence related to death, Xie Guici surrendered to Xue Zhaowei, and with his protection, he can barely keep the life safe; if I can succeed, it would be great..." Xiang Chenyu said at the end, her voice gradually lowered, as if extremely have no choice.

Chen Xie had always respected him very much, Shen Yu's expression was vaguely worried when he saw him, and he couldn't help saying: "The young master has a clear heart, He Yuejun knows it under the underworld, and he will also appreciate the sincerity of the young master."

"He will only persuade me not to take this muddy water." Xiang Chenyu shook his head, "Remember to never bring this up to outsiders. You go and prepare for the ceremony tomorrow."

Chen Xie responded: "Yes."

Xie Guici fell asleep until the sky was dim, and when he woke up, Xue Zhaowei was already sitting by the window wiping the edge of his sword against the sunlight.

It was silvery white and translucent, like a puddle of snow under the moon, so cold and sharp.

It is a good weapon to seal the throat at the sight of blood.

According to the rumors, this is a famous sword that is unparalleled in the world, and it matches the demeanor of Mr. Cangxue very well.

But Xie Guici took a closer look at the past and found that there was nothing unusual about this sword. It was just an ordinary spiritual weapon, so it couldn't be said to be too bad, but it's just like Xue Zhaowei's random treasures. The identities of the characters do not match.

The only praiseworthy sharpness on the sword is not from the sword itself, but from Xue Zhaowei's advanced cultivation, the invisible sword energy accumulated, and even the sword has a bit of sharpness.

...Maybe it's just because of my shallow knowledge, I can't recognize its specialness.

But Xie Guici felt that this sword was really similar to the first sword he used when he set foot on the path of cultivation.It was just an ordinary sword, and later Xie Guici found out that his talent was not in the way of swordsmanship, so he put it away and never used it again.

At present, the sword is probably still safely stored in the box at Duyue Mountain's residence.

He was a little lost in thought, and after the time his eyes stayed, Xue Zhaowei had already lowered his eyes to look over. Mr. Cangxue's gaze was sharper and colder than the blade of a sword, and when looking at people, there was always a bone-piercing coldness.

Xie Guici pursed the corners of his lips, and an old friend's evaluation of Xue Zhaowei unexpectedly flashed in his mind-"Mr. Zangxue has a lonely personality and is not easy to make friends. People pull down the mortal world..."

Xie Guici was so curious about Xue Zhaowei at that time, he couldn't help asking: "How?"

The friend smiled "haha" and said meaningfully: "That must be harming others and oneself."

Xie Guici also laughed, but didn't take these words to heart.

Xue Zhaowei's voice brought him back to reality: "Jun Heyue is buried today."

"...Mr. Cangxue still going to worship today?" Xie Guici didn't understand the deep meaning of his words for a while, so he answered casually.

"I'm not going." Xue Zhaowei retracted his sword, and the cold sword light passed by his voice, and countless dark emotions were hidden with the sword light.

"Oh." Xie Guici nodded. If Xue Zhaowei still wants to go to the Fufeng Sect, he might really be able to fight with Xiang Chenyu. For the burial, he had to show his face both emotionally and rationally. "Duyue Mountain has already contacted me, and someone will pick me up to Fufeng Sect later."

And he had to find an opportunity to talk to Xiang Chenyu to resolve Xiang Chenyu's misunderstanding of Xue Zhaowei.

It was Xie You and Shi Yanxue who came to pick up Xie Guici. When he saw Xue Zhaowei in the room, Xie You's face changed a few times, and his voice seemed to come out from between his teeth: "...you live in the same room?"

"Eldest brother and Mr. Zangxue already have a marriage contract, and we cultivators don't have many red tapes like the mortal world, so it's not strange to live in the same room." Shi Yanxue gave him a strange look, and then smiled at Xie Guici , "Brother, can you take care of it?"

"En." Xie Guici didn't look at Xie You's stiff face, and walked past him and walked out of the room.

Shi Yanxue glanced at Xue Zhaowei who was not moving, hesitated for a while, and asked respectfully, "Will Mr. Zangxue come with us?"

Xue Zhaowei didn't answer, Xie Guici's voice came from far outside the room: "He's not with us, Fifth Junior Sister, let's go."

Although Shi Yanxue was a little puzzled, she didn't ask carefully, she hurriedly bowed her hands to Xue Zhaowei and turned around to catch up with Xie Guici's footsteps, but Xie You stopped in the room for a while, and he watched intently. Xue Zhaowei's dark eyes were as deep as if there was no light, and his flesh and blood meridians were beating slightly, as if some kind of ferocious beast was dormant under his skin, ready to break out of its cage at any time.

Xue Zhaowei looked back, and saw Xie You lowered his eyes, smiling gently, and his temperament was like a piece of gentle jade that had been carefully polished. At first glance, he was a bit like the young master of the Fufeng sect, but he revealed a bit in the subtleties A stark difference comes.

At least Xiang Shenyu is a genuine and peaceful person, but in front of this young junior brother who is also well-known and caring up and down the mountain, there are endless desires and ambitions in his eyes.

"Mr. Zangxue, farewell." Xie You raised the corners of his mouth, his voice was warm, but there was a poisonous snake-like coldness when he listened carefully.After he finished speaking, he respectfully left Xue Zhaowei's sight, like a junior who couldn't be more obedient.

Xue Zhao's eyes darkened slightly.

The funeral was presided over by Xiang Shenyu himself, because He Yuejun had a good reputation during his lifetime, and the Fufeng faction had accumulated a lot of power in the fairy gate, so there was no trouble at all.During the period, there were also people who criticized Xie Guici for throwing other people while He Yuejun's body was still cold, but they were all suppressed by Xiang Shenyu.

Xie Guici looked at this funeral that belonged to him, and his mood was calm.Ever since he made up the identity of "Jiang Deng Nian", he already knew that such a day would come. Seeing these people who claimed to be his lifelong friends and old friends, but actually Xie Guici didn't know anyone, he didn't feel much in his heart .

He thought of Xue Zhaowei again.

The guests came forward to worship one by one, and when it was Yuheng's turn, he told in tears how he regretted Heyuejun's young talent died early, how he regretted why he didn't let Xie Guici persuade Heyuejun to go to Beihuang in person.

Xie Guici felt a little funny.

——When He Yuejun was still alive, Master Yuheng jumped up and scolded "Jiang Dengnian has no shape".

Jiang Dengnian said that he has close friends all over the world, but there are only a few who can be regarded as close friends.But there is one who is trapped in the ancient secret realm, one who has been deeply involved in clearing obstacles and has been lingering in the mortal world until now, and the rest is Xiang Chenyu who can restrain his bones.

Among the guests, there was only one person that Xie Guici paid a little bit of attention to, that was a young man wearing a blue Taoist robe embroidered with running water patterns and embroidered day lilies, with a thin figure but a handsome appearance, carrying a lyre on his back.This means that he is probably a sound repairer.

It was a casual cultivator who said that he had received the favor of He Yuejun in front of the gate of Fufeng Sect yesterday, so he came here to pay homage.

Seeing his face, Xie Guici remembered that he really knew this person.Because of his special physique, this person was hunted all the way by the twelve sects of the demon world. At that time, "Jiang Dengnian" happened to pass by and rescued him.

At that time, the young man kowtowed three times respectfully, saying that he would repay his life-saving grace in the future.

He Yuejun has saved countless people in his life, and he didn't take it to heart at the moment.I didn't expect to go around and see him again at his funeral.

It seemed that someone asked his name, the young man froze for a moment, and then answered in a low voice: "Song Fangshi."

The sound is like bamboo in the hollow valley, and the style is elegant.

After leaving the gate of the Fufeng sect, the sky is low and the moon and stars are sparse.

Today he originally wanted to find another opportunity to clarify Mr. Cangxue's innocence, but Xiang Shenyu refused to see him, and Xie Guici couldn't force his way in, so he had to come out temporarily.

But once He Yuejun's funeral is over, it will not be easy to find a chance to meet Shen Yu next time.Xie Guici thought about it, "Jiang Deng Nian" was a glimmer of life he had worked so hard to obtain for himself, and he was not sure when the time would come to tell others the truth.

Thinking all the way back to the farmhouse where he was staying, Widow Xu opened the door for him, and then invited him to have dinner together, "If you don't mind Xianjun, try my craft, the one who came with Xianjun is already inside. "

Xie Guici paused as he stepped into the door.

Has Xue Zhaowei left yet?

Before he could settle his thoughts, the snow-clad and black-haired man sitting by the table raised his eyes and looked at Xie Guici, even his frozen eyes seemed to melt a little under the dim candlelight.

Xie Guici's heart beat faster for a moment.