Article 828

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He saw that he and Chu Wanning were lingering on the bed of the inn, and the wind and rain outside had nothing to do with them.

He saw Honglian Shuixie Chu Wanning raised his eyelashes and looked at himself--

Suddenly palpitations.

Step Xianjun suddenly opened his eyes.

what are these?

He saw that Chu nightning looked at him so tenderly. It was the kind of eyes that used to be tortured and imprisoned by love medicine but could not be replaced by death.

Ta Xianjun felt that his head hurt, he raised his hand, the halo of day shone on the Senhan spikes on his wrist, he rubbed his forehead and cursed in a low voice: "What's the mess?"

He stood on the roof for a while. The snow in Kunlun was heavy, and the shoulders were covered with frost in no time. He was vaguely surprised, because deep down in his heart, he felt that this was also very good, like a good dream, and he felt peaceful because of Chu Wanning's gentle eyes in the dream.

"...This seat is really crazy."

He blinked, tossed the ridiculous thoughts out of his head, and moved on.

The master's order is to let him go to the most abundant Kunlun spiritual power, and completely open the door of life and death in time and space leading to the previous life. So he should go north. But when he saw Tianchi, he still circled involuntarily.

That's where he lost Chu Wanning forever.

Stepping Xianjun restrained and stood in the same place for a while, and finally he couldn't help but go over there in a daze, but when he passed the veranda of the Palace of the Snow Palace, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Daddy...Auntie..."

The voice was very familiar, he stopped abruptly, hid in the dark, exposed a pair of dark eyes, and looked down.

Then he saw it clearly, and he couldn't help sneering: "Who am I, it turns out to be you."

In that courtyard, only Xue Meng was alone. Xue Meng was holding a pot of wine and lying on the table, already drunk.

"This time your parents are not killed by this seat." Step Xianjun admired Xue Meng's drunken state for a while, and touched his chin, "But when you are sad, this seat is very happy. I haven't forgotten who opened a hole in my chest before."

"How about it, doesn't it feel good to feel distressed?"

The courtyard was silent and there was no one else around.

Stepping Xianjun stared at the bottom for a while, and suddenly got up, the shadow flickered, and he had come to Xue Meng.

The drunk Fenghuang Er did not notice his arrival, and still reached out and rubbed the jug, trying to refill the nectar and jade dew in his mouth.

But suddenly a cold hand stretched out and pinched the body of the red clay pot, stopping his movements.

"You...who...?"

"you guess."

Xue Mengmian qiáng opened a crying swollen eye, and looked up along the hand in distress. The handsome but full of ridicule on the face of Shang Teng Xian Dijun.

Stepping Xianjun has never seen such a depressed Xue Meng, although he is convinced that Xue Meng also secretly collapsed many times in his previous life, but this is the first time he has seen it with his own eyes. He licked his lips and felt very excited and very excited. Stimulate.

He leaned over, like staring at the prey, staring at Xue Meng: "Interesting, it turns out that the most proud apprentice of Chu Wanning will also buy drunk with wine and drink into a mess."

He said, sitting on the edge of the stone table, and then reached out and raised Xue Meng's chin.

"I haven't seen you when you were young for a long time." Step Xianjun was a little emotional, "After staying in that red dust for too long, I almost forgot what kind of domineering face you had when you were young."

Fingertips rubbed up a little bit.

He brushed across his cheeks, the bridge of his nose, his eyebrows, and then poked his forehead gently.

"Xue Meng, do you know? There is one thing that this seat actually regrets." He looked at Xue Meng's stunned eyes, and gradually revealed a chilling smile, "In my last life, this seat was kind for a moment, let you go. Live, but you want to kill me in turn. Sometimes I wonder if I should have killed you in the first place."

"People, it's comfortable to live, and it's not necessarily painful to die." Stepping Xianjun's voice was low and gloomy, "Xue Meng, do you want to accompany your parents?"

As he spoke, he leaned down.

The cold breath brushed against Xue Meng's cheek, and the two cold fingers touched the artery on the side of Xue Meng's neck - during this process, he kept staring at Xue Meng's eyes.

He looked at his reflection in those hazy tearful eyes, like a ghost descended into the world.

"Actually, this earthly person will die in the end." Step Xianjun's white teeth are sensible, "You and I are brothers for half a lifetime. Since I met you here, it is better to give you a ride first to help you free."

The fingertips are exerting force, and they are about to kill.

"elder brother……"

Suddenly, there was a murmur, like a sprout breaking through the earth, and the rock was earth-shattering.

Stepping on Xianjun was startled.

Xue Meng looked at him, and he seemed to finally recognize the appearance of the person in front of him in the drunkenness. He was wet with tears, staggered and climbed up, and grabbed the cold arm of Xianjun, like a driftwood in the vast sea. .

"elder brother……"

He called him.

Where did he distinguish the subtle difference between Qing Mo Ran and the two worlds, he only said that the person in front of him was Mo Ran, only his brother, his family, and his most carefree years finally returned.

Step Xianjun heard it clearly this time, and was sure that he heard it right. So he was a little surprised, and he didn't know what kind of expression to put on his face.

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