A woman in white with unparalleled appearance sat opposite a man in purple with an unparalleled temperament, looking like a fairy couple.

The beauty is like jade, and the son is unparalleled.

The two of them were relatively speechless, just silently making tea and tasting tea.

"It's a nice place, nice scenery and relatively clean. Night Zixiao pondered.

Mu Hanyan nodded and said, "This is the place my master chose for me, and then I moved out of here because of the cold." ”

Night Zixiao nodded.

"Can you explain to me Yingtian Academy?" Ye Zixiao asked.

Although Ye Zixiao had some specific information about Yingtian Academy, he still wanted to listen to Mu Hanyan's explanation.

Mu Hanyan nodded, and said coldly: "There are two pavilions in Yingtian Academy, which are the Library Pavilion, and the other three halls in the Treasure Pavilion are the Mission Hall, the Quiet Soul Palace, and the Coming and Going Hall. ”

Mu Hanyan paused and continued: "I live in the Quiet Soul Palace, because of the cold air, I live in the Quiet Soul Palace, and use the Quiet Soul Stone in the Quiet Soul Hall to suppress the cold qi. ”

A hint of clarity flashed in Ye Zixiao's eyes, and then a hint of contradiction flashed.

Mu Hanyan seemed to notice the change in Ye Zixiao's mood, stopped, looked at Ye Zixiao and picked up the teacup, and tasted the tea silently.

Obviously, it was because Ye Zixiao had long been curious about how Mu Hanyan had suppressed the cold qi over the years, but he didn't expect to use the Soul Stone to suppress it.

The Soul Stone has three functions, one of which is used to hold the mind, so it can greatly increase the success of the monk in breaking through the Demon Abandoned Mirror, and this effect is not comparable to other heavenly and earthly treasures.

An important reason why so many people come to sign up for Yingtian Academy every year is because of the Soul Stone, after all, many monks can't break through the Abandoned Magic Mirror in their lifetime.

The second is to suppress the spirits of heaven and earth, evil spirits, etc., and cold is also a kind of spirit of heaven and earth.

The third is to cast spiritual weapons, which can greatly increase the spirituality of spiritual weapons, and can punish evil spirits...... Night Zixiao has a demon in his heart, and he needs to punish the demon in his heart with a sword, so he has to add the Soul Stone to cast a sword, because he wants to punish evil, and the demon in his heart is evil.

And the contradiction in Ye Zixiao's eyes was because he originally took the Soul Stone, but Mu Hanyan needed the Soul Stone to suppress his cold energy.

"Hmm" Ye Zixiao nodded, motioning for Mu Hanyan to continue.

"The library pavilion is full of spiritual skills, and there are even fourth-order spiritual skills, but they need to be exchanged with contribution points; Mu Hanyan said coldly.

"What are the contribution points?" asked Ye Zishino.

"If you want to get contribution points, you must contribute to the Heavenly Academy, you can exchange contribution points for exercises, spiritual skills, heavenly materials and earth treasures, etc., or you can do tasks in one of the three halls in the task hall in exchange for contribution points. Mu Hanyan explained.

Mu Hanyan paused and continued: "There are Soul Stones in the Soul Meditation Hall, so the disciples of the academy can go inside to cultivate, or break through, but they also need to contribute points to enter, and the hall master is a trading place, for everyone in the academy to trade everything that can be traded. ”

"Don't you need to contribute points when you live in the Soul Palace?" asked Ye Zixiao seriously.

Mu Hanyan nodded coldly.

"Is that why I'm going to you to cultivate together, and I don't need to contribute points either?"

A hint of blush appeared on Mu Hanyan's pale face again, but he still nodded.

Again speechless......

After a long time, the sky was already dark, and Ye Zixiao said to Mu Hanyan: "I'll send you back." ”

Mu Hanyan nodded.

Ye Zixiao pushed Mu Hanyan out of this room, and suddenly remembered that he didn't know the road......

"I don't know the way...... "Ye Zixiao said softly pushing the wheelchair.

"Hmm" Mu Hanyan nodded and said, "I know it......"

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two of them, stretching the figures of the two for a long time......

Mu Hanyan closed his beautiful eyes slightly, and secretly prayed in his heart: "How good would it be to keep going like this...... You're my legs...... Accompany me to the ends of the earth, and just go on and on......"

……

"May you see you next time, you're still fine"

Ye Zixiao's goodbye is still the same sentence, and it is still Mu Hanyan who watched Ye Zixiao's figure fade away, still so speechless......

Back in the courtyard that seemed to be hidden outside the world, Ye Zixiao's heart still hadn't calmed down......

He found his heart...... It seems to have moved......

May the afterlife be merciless and tearless...... That sentence still often appeared in his dreams, and it had become a demon in his heart......

The most false thing in the world is tears, the most unpredictable is the human heart, and the most ridiculous thing is the word love; for the rest of my life, I will take tears as my surname and ruthlessness as my name......

This sentence is also his inner demon, and it is more like a curse!

This cruel and cold voice often appeared in his mind, and he didn't even know the source of this voice......

Yet he could feel that the voice was familiar...... It seemed to be his voice, though it was cold and unforgiving......

He was confused, he was afraid......

Zichu Divine Sword, Zichu World, Across the Ages, Xiyue, Zixin, these things and people made him a little confused.

They seem to know themselves that he doesn't know, it seems to be before his reincarnation, so who was he before reincarnation......?

Is there reincarnation in the world? Or is it all false?

Night Zixiao is really confused, really scared.

"Who am I, where am I from, and where am I going? Ye Zixiao asked herself in her heart over and over again.

Gradually, Ye Zixiao's hair turned snow-white, and his heart was disturbed, and he seemed to ...... Enchanted.

In a daze, he took out the flute given by Night Star Rain, but the name of the flute was cold......

The song of the broken intestine appeared again, and this time the song of the broken intestine was even more sad and desolate.

Even more sad and lonely than the last song in his previous life.

Ye Zixiao's eyes opened, and the original pair of purple eyes also turned into strange white eyes.

It is whiter than the white eyes of Xi Yue, and it is also more weird and evil.

Ye Zixiao's face also returned to its original appearance, the young man was white-headed, the same as the night without tears in his previous life.

The wind stopped, and the night darkened.

The creatures who could hear this heart-breaking song all felt it in their hearts and left tears of sorrow.

The goose feathers and heavy snow were slowly falling on the sky, but the night Zixiao was still playing the gut-breaking song.

"Poof" A mouthful of blood slowly flowed down the corners of Ye Zixiao's mouth, Ye Zixiao's face turned pale, and the purple clothes on his body were also covered by heavy snow, as if there was no such person in the world.

But Han Xiao fell to the ground, Ye Zixiao's eyelids also closed heavily, and his body also fell forward, falling heavily on the snow with only a thin layer of snow.

Ye Zixiao seemed to have come to another world, he stood up with difficulty, and in front of him he saw a man, a man dressed in purple, black hair hanging down to his waist, and a pair of extremely cold and ruthless black eyes.

Ye Zixiao found that the man seemed to be like himself, and he looked at the man suspiciously, but the man just looked at him with those cold and ruthless eyes.

"The most false thing in the world is tears, the most unpredictable is the human heart, the most ridiculous thing is the word love, the rest of the life will be tears as the surname, in the name of ruthlessness, and since then forget the ruthlessness. The man spoke, and this sentence was not as ruthless as he heard in his dream, but only helpless and desolate.

Night Zixiao fell again......