Chapter 68 is called Li Chuyi

As soon as the three words "Mu Xueling" came out, Ye Zhichen's ice-covered face was completely broken, and his constricted pupils suddenly turned into needle-shaped, and then his eyes were dilated, his eyes were blurred, and he fell into deep memories. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In his memory, there are happiness, sadness, anger, and grievances, and many of them have become blurred or even forgotten after the long river of time, and there are only a few related feelings left.

However, in his memories, whether clear or vague, there was a figure that was so clear from beginning to end that he would never forget. This figure accompanies him in his happiest memories, and he still feels full of sunshine and joy in his heart when he recalls it, which is the most precious and important memory of his life, more than anything else.

The same figure also appeared in his most painful, saddest, and angry memories. Ye Zhichen didn't want to remember these memories, he wanted to forget, but the more he wanted to forget, the more unforgettable they became, so that they became clearer and clearer. These memories are always accompanied by happy memories, and every time he thinks about it, even if he touches it slightly, it makes his heart ache like a knife even today.

In the past, every time he remembered these painful memories, he became a little crazy and a little desperate, which made him, who was originally suave and always had a gentle smile on his face, become hysterical and made people afraid to approach. At this time, those who knew him could not help but look at him sympathetically, and those who did not know him looked at him coldly with the eyes of a madman. And these eyes made him even more painful and crazy.

It wasn't until later, with the wielding of the pig-killing knife that he gradually became less crazy. It's not that he's forgotten the memories of having that figure, it's that he's learned to be indifferent. This figure he can't forget, and he doesn't want to forget. Since he can't forget and doesn't want to forget, and he is so painful because of it, then he will freeze his heart and treat it indifferently.

At least, that way you can still see the figure.

At the very least, it would relieve some of the pain yourself.

Ye Zhichen, who used to be suave and always smiling, is gone.

In the world, there is one more drunkard Ye Zhichen with a withdrawn personality and indifferent appearance.

It is rare for the world to see the warm smile in memory on the face full of vicissitudes of life.

It was only when no one was around, occasionally, that a faint and almost invisible smile could appear on his face, fleetingly.

This smile is blooming for that shadow.

That shadow has a beautiful name.

Her name is Mu Xueling.

Many years have passed, and it has been a long time since anyone has heard of this name. Ye Zhichen even wondered if he was the only one in this world who often sounded the owner of this name, the one who always liked to play tricks on herself and let her heart be full of love and spoiling.

At this time, hearing the Hundred Tribulation Daoist mention this name again, and telling himself that the eccentric little fat man just now turned out to be her son, Ye Zhichen's shock can be imagined.

"Impossible!"

Without hesitation, Ye Zhichen said categorically.

However, looking at the Hundred Tribulation Daoist looking at him silently, with the complicated and distressed look on his face, Ye Zhichen hesitated.

His heart was already in chaos, clenching his fists tightly, and even his nails were embedded in his palms.

"How is that possible?"

After a slight silence, Ye Zhichen said again, and there was even a hint of crying in his trembling voice.

The Hundred Tribulation Daoist still didn't speak, just looked at him in a complicated way, shook his head slightly, and sighed deeply.

"Alas......"

There was another silence, Ye Zhichen stared at the Hundred Tribulation Daoist tightly, and struggled to say: "I didn't save her back then, and I didn't save her child. That child died in front of me, and there were no bones left!How could it be, how could he be Ling'er's child?!"

"Because he shouldn't die. Because, he met a nobleman. Because, the person who saved him was called Lee Jaetian. The Hundred Tribulation Daoist, who had been silent, finally spoke and said softly.

With a wave of his hand, he threw the piece of jade that Li Chuyi gave him to Ye Zhichen, and the Hundred Tribulation Daoist gestured slightly.

"Take a look. ”

Reaching out to take the jade slip, Ye Zhichen's trembling hands clenched tightly, and he closed his eyes to sense. Half a salary, he reopened his eyes, and his unbelievable gaze was full of joy, surprise, excitement and other emotions.

After a long time, Ye Zhichen, who had finally calmed down, asked in a low voice, "Does he know?"

The Hundred Tribulation Daoist shook his head slightly: "That go-off Taoist priest adopted him since he was a child, and he didn't even tell him his Dao name and name, how could he tell him his life experience? Moreover, this child's life experience is complicated and very involved, if he knows his life experience, it will not be good for him." ”

After a pause, the Hundred Tribulation Daoist shook his head again, and said with a wry smile: "When I first saw this child before, I still felt strange in some places on him, as if there was some secret. Now that I have seen the bastard's sound transmission jade slip, some strange things are naturally clear. And after this kid was raised as a little bastard by his old bastard master, he learned to disguise himself, seemingly wooden and stupid, but in fact he had a bad stomach. You say, such a smart but such a stubborn character, isn't it the same as Xue Ling's girl?"

Hearing the words of the Hundred Tribulation Daoist, Ye Zhichen couldn't help but recall the beautiful shadow that always loved to play tricks on him, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a happy smile.

Nodding slightly, Ye Zhichen asked again: "So, does Xue Qing know?"

"I don't know yet. The Hundred Tribulation Daoist shook his head slightly.

"Do you want to tell her?"

After thinking about it slightly, the Hundred Tribulation Daoist nodded: "You can reveal it to her, but you must tell her that you can know it, but you must not disclose this matter, let alone let this child know." It's awesome here, and I believe she understands it. ”

Ye Zhichen nodded slightly. After being silent for a while, he said with some hesitation: "Why did you hand him over to me? Xue Qing is her aunt, wouldn't it be better to hand it over to her to take care of? Moreover, Xue Qing is a person who knows the general situation, and knows the power of this matter, I believe she will not reveal half a word to this child." ”

The Hundred Tribulation Daoist smiled and said with a smile: "I know that Xue Qing is her aunt, and I also know that Xue Qing will not reveal half a sentence to this child." But it was precisely because Xue Qing was her aunt that I didn't dare to leave him to Xue Qing to take care of. You must know that women's hearts are soft, and Xue Qing is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, if they get along for a long time, I am afraid that Xue Qing will not be able to stop this little slippery head, but he will see what clues. ”

After a pause, the Hundred Tribulation Daoist said: "As for you, I believe that with your feelings for the spirit girl, you will definitely not be inferior to Xue Qing by half a point to this child, and your control will definitely be stronger than that girl of Xue Qing, and you will not let this little ghost see anything." Besides, if it really doesn't work, you just continue to put on your cold face, believing that the little ghost sees your cold face, I'm afraid it's too late, how can I guess something. ”

Hearing the teasing of the Hundred Tribulation Daoists, Ye Zhichen couldn't help but blush slightly, and a trace of an embarrassed smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Looking at Ye Zhichen's appearance, the Hundred Tribulation Daoist smiled happily, and then said: "Besides, I don't know what exercises that old bastard taught him, this little ghost's mana is a little weird, and even I can't see through it." And according to my observation, although this little ghost's cultivation is not weak, he will not use it when he has a body of mana, and will only use some brute force. Your cultivation has tended to be a great achievement, and your magic skills are not weak, and your one-handed swordsmanship is even more famous in the world. So, you can instruct him so that this kid can at least have some self-preservation. ”

Ye Zhichen nodded, secretly thinking about what to teach Li Chu in his heart.

"Alright, that's it, you take him back first. In a few days, when the old man has finished his elixir, he will inform you to come over. The Hundred Tribulation Daoist looked a little tired, and motioned for Ye Zhichen to leave.

Ye Zhichen hurriedly should be, knowing that it must have been hard work all the way for the Hundred Tribulation Dao people to save Li Chuyi before, and after respectfully saying goodbye, he walked out.

Walking to the door, Ye Zhichen paused, looked back and asked, "Ancestor, there is still something unknown about the disciple." ”

Seeing that the Hundred Tribulation Daoist nodded, Ye Zhichen asked again: "You said that this child's name is Li Chuyi, obviously with his master's surname." So I don't know, what is the original name of this child?"

"Yu Jian, haven't you finished reading it?" asked the Hundred Tribulation Daoist.

Ye Zhichen shook his head slightly, and said with a gloomy face: "I only saw half of it, and I withdrew from my mind because of the shock in my heart, and I didn't finish reading it." ”

The Hundred Tribulations Daoist sighed, shook his head slightly, and said sarcastically: "The one who will die, why bother to come up with a name. This kid is called Li Chuyi. ”

Ye Zhichen's breath was suffocated, and his eyes couldn't help but burst out with a thick killing intent.

"Bastard!"