Xie Lanhe's tone was not good, but An Lan's face was the same, she walked to a pair of "Cold Mountain Pictures" hanging on the west wall of the flower hall, and said while admiring the paintings: "Do you still remember, when did you and I first enter the Changxiang Palace?"

Xie Lanhe's face was a little gloomy, and there was a slight anger in his eyes, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but be stunned. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He turned his head slowly, looking at her back, a faint look of confusion in his eyes.

As natural as the wind blowing the leaves, many old days flashed in my mind.

Actually, it was only eight years ago, and it wasn't that far away, but why, looking back now, it seems like a lifetime has passed.

Eight years ago, Xie Lanhe was just an outer room that had just been taken back to Xie Mansion. Although he returned to Xie Mansion, Xie Mansion had big rules, his mother's status was low, and he couldn't protect him, and he couldn't become his mother's dependence. The humiliation suffered by the mother and son in the Xie Mansion was worse than when they were outside.

And An Lan eight years ago was just a small incense slave in the Yuanxiang Courtyard at the foot of Dayan Mountain. Fatherless, motherless, helpless, but because of his appearance, he was coveted by the head of the Xiangyuan, and at the same time he was jealous and hated by the incense envoys of the Xiangyuan, and the wind and frost swords were strictly forced. At that time, she either lived on her knees, like a dog, or she was worse than a dog, and then died.

Both of them have a bad background, but they are both very lucky, they both met the Great Incense Master in the most difficult time, and were favored, and the Great Fragrance Master pointed them to a path to the Changxiang Hall and completely changed their fate.

On that road to heaven, he and she had walked hand in hand, and they had both seen their own shadows in each other. When they first met, he and she both had the same embarrassment, the same unwillingness and anger towards fate, and the same expectations and fears for the future. Sometimes they are like looking in the mirror, the same stubbornness, the same intelligence, the same loneliness, and at the same time they know how to forbear. So they cherished each other, and during that time when they grew up together, he helped her, and she helped him. They all hope that this tacit understanding between them will continue to be the same no matter how many years have passed.

He had said that in the future, no matter what, he did not want him and her to become enemies.

But now, who still remembers the original intention when he was young?

And even if you remember, who can withstand the changes of this world and the complexity of personnel.

After a long time, Xie Lanhe spoke, and his voice was a little hoarse: "You shouldn't have killed Xie Yun Great Incense Master!"

Xie Yun is his uncle and the last great incense master of Kaiyang Palace. The person who let him return to Xie Mansion, let him enter the Changxiang Palace, and pass on the position of the Great Incense Master to him was Xie Yun. Xie Yun Great Incense Master recreated his kindness, he couldn't accept this great kindness, and he didn't care about Xie Yun Great Fragrance's death. The people of Xie Mansion, the descendants of Xie Yun Daxiangshi, have been watching him. It's been six years, and he has already secured the position of the great incense master of the Kaiyang Palace, so it's time to give an explanation.

"The power struggle in Changxiang Palace, now you don't understand, if Mr. Guanghan and I didn't kill him, he would have killed us. And at that time, Mr. Guanghan and I were in the whirlpool, either fight or die, and we had no choice. An Lan looked at the painting and said lightly, "But if you take Mr. Xie Yun's hatred to me, I am not wronged, on the contrary, it is my honor to leave a mark in Mr. Xie Yun's life." ”

Xie Lanhe didn't speak, his mind was extremely complicated at this time, and sometimes, he couldn't tell whether he wanted revenge or not. He knew that An Lan was passively involved in that whirlpool at the beginning, and if it was him, he would have no choice, so he ...... He can't say hate. And for Mr. Guanghan, or the incense envoy Bai Yan, that is the real murderer who killed Xie Yun. Therefore, he has hatred for Bai Guanghan, but if you look into his heart, he doesn't just hate that man, in addition to hate, he may also have some admiration, some respect, and a trace of unclear fear that he doesn't want to admit.

How could he still be alive? Not only alive, but also back!

Obviously you have lost everything, but you still dare to come back!

If Bai Yan hadn't appeared in the Changxiang Palace, he wouldn't have faced such a situation right now.

Back then, the two great incense masters fought in the incense realm, and no one knew the inside story at that time, only that Xie Yun fell after the incident, and Mr. Guang Han also disappeared, and this result can be regarded as announcing the end of the grievances of the previous generation. After that, he ascended to the position of the Great Incense Master of the Kaiyang Palace, and for An Lan, the new Great Incense Master of the Tianshu Palace, he only needed to cut off the old feelings and no longer associate with him, which could be regarded as a real end to this grievance. For the benefit of Xie Fu, even Xie Yun's descendants did not dare to say anything about this matter, and he could be at peace in his heart.

However, all this balance was broken due to the appearance of the white flame.

Such a predicament can only be broken by killing Bai Yan!

……

"I mentioned the events of the past, and now I am sending a few sachets to Lingtang, not to resolve this grudge with you. When An Lan said this, she turned around and looked at Xie Lanhe, "Of course, I don't want you to help me deal with the people of Southern Xinjiang or Daomen, you don't need to change your position." ”

Xie Yun retracted his thoughts and looked at An Lan silently and coldly.

An Lan walked back to the table, sat down, poured herself a cup of tea, and after taking a sip gently, her eyes fell on the teacup, and her tone was soft: "You know the situation in Lingtang in your heart, as for the cultivation of Gu to continue your life, you ...... in your heart I'm afraid that I have always had doubts, not whether I can continue my life, but after the success of my life, is the person still the same person?"

Xie Yun looked at her expressionlessly, and hit the nail on the head: "Mr. An was also planted with incense Gu, is Mr. An still the same Mr. An?"

An Lan put down the teacup and raised her eyes: "Whether it is now or in the future, it will definitely be." ”

Xie Lanhe looked at her fixedly for a moment before saying, "Send off." ”

"Lingtang's situation is different from mine, if you don't want to admit it, it's useless for me to say more. An Lan stood up, "However, in my humble opinion, Mr. Xie should ask Ling Tang what he means before making a decision." ”

Xie Lanhe turned his face indifferently and looked out the window, and when An Lan walked out of the flower hall, he said, "Mr. An hasn't said yet, the purpose of today's trip." ”

An Lan stopped, as if she had just remembered, and glanced back at him, but because he was standing in the shadow of the room, she could only see a phantom, so she paused before speaking: "It's nothing, I just hope that no matter what the world Wuxiang asks you to do, you just do it." ”

Xie Lanhe was stunned, and couldn't tell for a moment whether An Lan had already dispelled the idea of persuading him and casually sarcastically said to him, or if she really brought this sentence today, if it was true, but why? What does it mean?

He hesitated for a moment and wanted to ask again, but An Lan had already walked away.

……

At noon, the people in the world and the people of the Daomen heard that Master An Da Xiang had returned to the Tianshu Palace, but in the afternoon, they received news that although the people of the Tianshu Hall claimed that Mr. An was in retreat in the temple and did not see anyone, in fact, Mr. An was not in the Xiang Hall at all.