Due to the large number of people gathered, the old man unfolded the cloud boat, carrying the people of the four sects, galloping in the sky.

On the huge cloud boat, it was unusually quiet, and after repeated battles, everyone knew that this trip was a battle, and nine deaths were life, so they had no intention of talking.

Tang Chuan glanced at Senior Brother Beichen, who was close to him, and sighed helplessly.

As for Beichen?

He doesn't care what the protagonist thinks of himself, as long as he can hug the protagonist's thighs, even if Tang Chuan thinks he is a, it's no problem!

Well?

Beichen thought about it carefully and felt that there was still a bit of a problem, so he retreated a little distance.

"Huh, Senior Brother, that person is Brother Han of the Wuji Sect, right? Why is he sitting on such a high place alone. Tang Chuan pointed to the high place of Yunzhou and wondered.

Beichen looked over, and sure enough, he saw Han Wentian sitting alone, looking at the south.

He used his divine sense to collect information before, and he knew a rough idea, so he explained: "I heard that the Southern Wuji Sect was surrounded and suppressed by the demon clan, and suffered heavy losses, black charcoal...... Well, Brother Han should be thinking about the same family at the moment, so he looks to the south alone. ”

"Ahh ”

"This ......" Beichen hesitated, mainly because the black charcoal head had hit him, and he had sworn to keep a distance of ten feet from him.

However, thinking of Han Wentian's sacrifice to save him in the quicksand mound, Beichen sighed in his heart: "That's it, a pig-like teammate is also a teammate, let me enlighten him." ”

So he said: "Senior Brother Tang, you stay here, I'll go talk to him." ”

Tang Chuan nodded.

Beichen leaned towards Han Wentian and stopped decisively at a distance of about ten feet.

Well, this distance should be safe.

As soon as he was about to speak, he heard Han Wentian in front of him say, "Brother Bei, you are here." ”

Beichen was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Do you know I'll come?"

"I knew you were coming, but you weren't supposed to come. ”

"But I'm here anyway. ”

"Hey, it's time to come. ”

Huh? Why is this conversation so strange?

Should I come or not?

The corners of Beichen's mouth twitched, and in order to interrupt this inexplicable conversation, he asked directly, "Why is Brother Han so sad and sitting here alone?"

Han Wentian turned his head and frowned, as if complaining that Beichen had broken the artistic conception of the conversation just now, but he still said: "Why am I sitting here alone, waiting for you to come over, you should know best in your heart." ”

Well?

Beichen was puzzled, he could understand the reason for Han Wentian's sadness, but why did he wait for him to come over?

No matter, anyway, just comfort casually and it's over, comfort early, leave early, save yourself a bad feeling here.

So he directly persuaded: "Brother Han, please mourn, it is impossible for the deceased fellow to come back, and the living cannot always be bound by these, you must know that the road of cultivation is long, and you must always get used to life and death."

And I'm sure that your fellow Heavenly Spirits won't want to see you like that. ”

Beichen secretly smug: "I'm too good at saying this! Even I am about to be moved!"

Who knows—

Han Wentian was dissatisfied: "What kind of fellow door is in the spirit of the sky, what kind of mess are you talking about?"

Well?

Beichen blinked and asked, "Aren't you sullen here because of the war in the south and the tragic death of your fellow disciples?"

Han Wentian replied: "I really regret the death of the same sect, but the cultivators are already going against the sky and dying in the Dao, no matter how ordinary, how can I keep sticking to these?"

"Then you ......"

Han Wentian got up and leaned over, Beichen was shocked, and hurriedly took a step back, keeping a distance of ten feet from him.

Han Wentian blinked, but did not continue to follow, but stopped and said dissatisfiedly: "Brother Bei, have you forgotten?

"Brother Han, I don't know what you mean. ”

"Think about it again, what have you said in the quicksand mound?"

Beichen recalled carefully, he didn't seem to have said anything to Black Charcoal, did he?

"Shut up you?" Beichen said tentatively.

Han Wentian frowned and sighed: "Brother Bei, I don't have the heart to joke with you, I just want to ask, how did you know that I have a sister, and when did you fall in love with her, when you approached me, did you also go for my sister?"

Beichen: "???"

At this time, he suddenly realized that what the black charcoal head was entangled with was the sentence "I care about your sister!".

Just because of this sentence, the black charcoal head sat here alone in a daze for so long?

But how could he explain this?

The popular words of the previous life, and the black charcoal head explanation can be said clearly?

He laughed dryly, but still explained: "This is the dialect of my hometown, and it is an exclamation sentence to express my feelings, this sister is not his sister, Brother Han, you misunderstood!"

Han Wentian opened his mouth, and after a while, he spoke: "So that's the case, I've thought about it for so long, and I'm about to make up my mind to marry my sister to you." ”

Beichen was shocked, looked at Han Wentian's appearance, and then began to think of his sister's appearance, and felt a chill in his heart.

Han Wentian seemed to sense something, and said angrily, "Were you thinking about some rude thing just now?"

"How come?!Don't talk nonsense about things without evidence!"

"And what were you thinking?"

Beichen was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and said: "I just regret that I can't see your sister's alluring posture and can't intersect with her, so I feel a little emotional." ”

When Han Wentian heard this, he was skeptical, he sighed and looked at the south again.

Beichen only thought that he couldn't continue to go crazy with this black charcoal head, so he hurried back and hugged the protagonist's thigh.

He was about to leave, and who would have thought—

Han Wentian sighed: "My sister is also a poor person......

Hmm, why is this sentence so like the opening line that guides memories? No kidding, how can I have the time to listen to the memories of a non-protagonist?!

Immediately said: "I don't know when the big war will come, I have to go back to prepare, so I won't bother you, Brother Han...... You let go of your hands!"

In just a moment of distraction, Han Wentian had already come to Beichen's side and grabbed his hand!

No matter how hard Beichen tries, he can't pull out.

Then I heard Han Wentian say alone: "That year, the snow fell ...... a lot."

The past is like smoke, as if in front of us—

Han Wentian's younger sister is named Han Feixue, because she was born on a snowy winter, so she got this name.

Her pink-carved appearance is completely different from Han Wentian, and she is loved by her family, and even Han Wentian often holds her sister in the snow and laughs.

This is a happy family, although it is not rich and noble, but there is no dispute with the world, the family has 100 acres of fertile land, life is also comfortable, and the family is harmonious and beautiful.

Han Wentian originally thought that this kind of day would continue until that day, when the demon beasts rioted!

Thousands of demon beasts poured out from the Tianshan Forest, along the Tianlin Mountain Range, straight to the Tianshan Frontier, and that was where the Han family lived!

In addition to them, there are tens of thousands of ordinary people!

The demon beasts were slaughtered, and the corpses were all over the field, which was unbearable to see.

In order to protect Han Wentian and Han Feixue, the Han family's parents blocked the entrance to the cellar with their bodies, and finally became the rations of the berserk demon beasts.

As a young man, he could only cover his and his sister's ears and tremble.

I don't know how long it took, but when Han Wentian walked out of the cellar, he could only see the shredded clothes on his parents and the red snow.

......

Beichen was speechless, he didn't expect Han Wentian to have such a tragic past, he asked in a low voice, "What about later?"

"Everyone in the family is dead, and I am desperate to die, and it is a good choice to die, but when I raised the spike, I heard a cry, my sister's cry.

At that time, I thought that I only cared about dying a hundred times, but I didn't consider my sister's feelings, she didn't understand anything, but she definitely wanted to live.

So I gave up the idea of suicide, hugged my sister, and headed for the Southern Kamikaze Empire.

The journey is long, I drink snow water and feed on tree bark, but the kamikaze empire is still thousands of miles away, like heaven and earth.

Just when I couldn't hold on anymore, I met my master, he saved me and Feixue, and saw that I was talented, and accepted me as an apprentice, and after that, I worshiped the Wuji Sect. ”

Thinking of this, Han Wentian showed a slight smile on his face, it seemed that that time was indeed a good memory for him.