Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Xu Qingyue?

Ye Yunlan narrowed his eyebrows slightly.

He was deeply impressed by this old friend of Chen Weiyuan who never forgot in his previous life.

In his memory, every year, Chen Weiyuan would spend a few days in the Chen Family's Nether Realm to pay homage to Xu Qingyue.

It’s just that when he was rescued by Chen Weiyuan in his previous life, Xu Qingyue had already died to save Chen Weiyuan. He had never interacted with the other party, and in this life, he had never met the other party. How could the other party suddenly come to him? ?

For Ye Yunlan, everything related to Chen Weiyuan bored him.

I heard Shen Shu say: "Master, outside the cave is the number one on the list of the heavenly secret stone beauties before? Why does he come to look for you."

Ye Yunlan said lightly: "I don't know."

Shen Shu: "Do you need me to open the Dongfu ban and invite people in?"

Ye Yunlan picked up the Missing Shadow Sword on the stone table, his eyes were indifferent, "No. I just want to go outside to practice the sword, let's go out and meet."

Turning his head to the ancient Xuandao again: "Gu Daoist, you can recuperate in the cave. If you want to leave later, you can leave at any time without telling me."

Gu Xuan listened to his indifferent words.

He looked away from the back of Ye Yunlan.

The opponent's black hair was scattered and drooping, his pale hand was holding a black sheath long sword, his robe was empty, his footsteps were very light, a little vain, and there was no trace of spiritual power in his body. In his perception, he was actually more fragile than a mortal. .

The other side walked slowly out of the cave, as if the distance between them over the years was getting farther and farther.

Suddenly, he wanted to get up, but blood oozes from the bandage, and a sharp pain came from the injury of the spear pierced through his chest.

Gu Xuan lowered his head and pinched his eyebrows, gave a wry smile, and didn't move any more.

He thought of the person who had just called Ye Yunlan outside the cave.

Xu Qingyue.

...People of the Xu family, what do you want his brother to do?

Gu Xuan once met Xu Qingyue.

The appearance is indeed extremely beautiful, but in his eyes, it really can't bear the title of the first beauty in the cultivation world.

His mother Ye Tange, if she were to judge her appearance, actually surpassed Xu Qingyue.

The emperor has collected thousands of beauties from the five continents and the sea, and the harem is full of beauty, but at every palace banquet, Ye Tange will always be the most outstanding and beautiful flower among them. Sentient beings.

But Ye's clan rules are strict. Because of the superior bloodline, Ye Tange was raised as the wife of the Ye's patriarch since childhood.

She is a canary raised by her family in a golden cage, and her eyes are full of only Ye Di, and she never shows her face outside.

Tianji Pavilion had an agreement with other ancient aristocratic families long ago, except that the ancient aristocratic family deliberately exposed forces other than the power, other information should not appear in the list of the secrets, otherwise, the beauty list should have been rewritten long ago.

Gu Xuan frowned suddenly again.

His long-lost brother, born three points better than his mother, and without family protection, once on the list of heavenly secrets, how much covetousness should he provoke?

-Ye Yunlan stepped out of the cave.

The moonlight reflected on his pale face.

He raised his eyelids and saw two people standing outside the cave.

Both of them are dressed in white, one of them is tall and slender, with a long sword on his back, trimmed eyebrows and phoenix eyes, looks beautiful and handsome, and has a dusty temperament on his body, which makes people forget the vulgarity.

Think about it, this person is Xu Qingyue, the most famous beauty in the world of cultivation.

And the other person... Ye Yunlan just looked over and ran into the other's familiar eyebrows.

Chen Weiyuan saw the narrow and long eyes of the person in front of him, his eyes were clear and cold, but the tears on the tail of his eyes were so beautiful that he couldn't help but moved. He said slowly: "I am Chen Weiyuan from the Tianji Pavilion. I will accompany Qingyue to visit today. Please forgive me, Daoyou Ye."

A familiar pain came from the depths of the soul.

It seemed that the heart and soul were pierced by the needle tip that had burned through the flames, burning with unspeakable pain.

Ye Yunlan was accustomed to enduring this kind of pain, and his expressionless face clenched the missing shadow in his hands, and his eyes could not restrain the cold and murderous intent.

If possible, he really wanted to draw his sword at this moment and kill Chen Weiyuan.

In his previous life, Chen Weiyuan had not been removed, and he had always regretted it.

After reaching the Void Realm, he traveled all over Xizhou, and finally found a way to cast his love-breaking curse for himself, enter the Buddhist hall to receive precepts, and cut off the root of his emotions, so that he could act on Chen Weiyuan.

But before he could do anything, Chen Weiyuan used his body and blood to sacrifice his life chart and used the fate-changing technique for the Chen clan.

Later, in the great disaster of the world, cracks appeared in the land of the ancient tribes, and only the Chen tribe was safe and sound.

When he arrived at Tianji Pavilion, Chen Weiyuan left only one letter.

The letter was placed on the desk where Chen Weiyuan usually deals with family affairs, plain white letter paper, with a white plum on it.

He opened the letterhead, and on it was Chen Weiyuan's familiar handwriting.

The handwriting is beautiful, clear and gentle. It can be seen that the other party was not in a hurry when writing and writing.

Later, he regretted why he opened the letter.

He had the ability to never forget, so every word on the letter stopped in his mind, unforgettable. "Yunlan, Zhan Xinjia. Seeing words is like meeting.

Half a month ago, I watched the stars for my husband’s night, seeing the stars dimmed, and the only moon hanging high, knowing that you came to Taxu, my heart was not very happy.

He also calculated that he was in danger of death, and sighed slightly in his heart. After thinking for a long time, I finally wrote this book.

Thinking of you and me for the first time, it has been more than two hundred years.

You were badly injured back then, and your bones were torn apart. You pulled my clothes and asked me to save you. At that time you were bloodstained and disheveled, like a ghost, avoiding all the pedestrians, but pitying you for your husband, struggling to save you from the ghost door. Perhaps this is fate.

You said that you would do all you can to repay me, and you just made a joke for your husband, but later learned that it was not a joke.

You stayed by my side after you were hurt. You are gentle and well-behaved. You accompany me for years, knowing what I like, avoiding what I hate, doing all kinds of things, and never forgotten by my husband.

One winter, when I returned in the middle of the night, I saw you standing among the white plums with a lamp, walking slowly, and brushing the snow on my shoulders.

Around that time, Weihu was already in his heart.

Weihu once said that he wanted to hold hands with you and hide Taoyuan together, which is not a lie.

It's just that the world is so difficult, and many things have never been as expected.

Because my husband knows that you hate me, this time when I come to Taxu, I will not be afraid of the formation of the Chen family. I must kill all the way to repay my grudges.

However, the great calamity of heaven and earth is coming, and the ancient tribes will suffer. Although my husband wants to see you again, as the head of the Chen family, he can't act arrogantly.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to sacrifice his life for the husband. Use the technique of changing fate to find a ray of life for the Chen family.

Hate is born of love. The stronger the hatred, the stronger the love. Yunlan, you can't deny this after all. And if you can't kill me for a day, you will have a hate in your heart. Thinking about it this way, doing this for your husband can also be regarded as the longing for my separation from you over the past two centuries.

May you live forever, remember to be a husband, sink into selflessness at night, toss and turn.

In this way, although the husband is dead, he is still alive.

Anyone in the world can forget their husband’s name, but you can’t.

Your husband, Chen Weiyuan.

On the night of March 12 in the Gengzi Year, he stayed in the Tianji Pavilion. "

After reading it, he clenched the letter tightly and threw it into the candlelight. Together with the white plum on the table.

Chen Weiyuan's life is considered to be a secret opportunity, even if he wants to kill him with a sword, it has been calculated.

He also wanted him to keep his hatred in his heart, live forever, and remember his name.

—Why?

If there is an afterlife.

He only wished not to meet Chen Weiyuan again.

Whether it is love, hate, sadness or joy, he is not willing to give the other half a point.