Li Xingchen woke up in a cave. When he awoke, it was the end of the night, and when he moved slightly, he saw a sky full of stars from the mouth of the cave.

He was stunned for a moment before his consciousness gradually returned.

"Senior Brother Ying......" He raised his right hand, and a piece of his clothes was stained with blood. The texture of the ornament is clearly the Xuantianmen disciple uniform. Those blood stains were already cold, just like the temperature on Ying Yi's body, they all quietly disappeared and ceased to exist.

His eyes were open, and his eyes were very dry, but there was not a single tear. He spat out a mouthful of blood, mottled the pliable green grass. Now, he vaguely guessed why Wei Dongman said that he had the aura of demon cultivation on his body. The night before, he had made peace with his predecessors, and he must have been contaminated at that time. But why didn't the seniors say goodbye? Obviously, everything is led by his seniors, even if he does something that is not in line with the wishes of his predecessors, he just changes it, why leave him alone?

Or is it ...... The senior finally got what he wanted from him, so he treated him as a cheat and kicked him away without hesitation. He was pointed out by Wanfu, when his life was hanging by a thread, where were his predecessors? Probably, the seniors really don't want him anymore, he is like an ant in the eyes of the seniors. Whether he is dead or alive, and what does he have to do with his predecessors.

With such a lowly life, how can he deserve to sacrifice his life to save him? Ying Yilu is such a gentle and pure person, who should have spent his life in peace and stability in the Xuantian Gate, and should never be scattered because of his soul. He only secretly hoped that he could occupy such an important position in the hearts of his predecessors - although he thought so, if there was such a day, if his predecessors were to change their lives, he would never be willing to let his predecessors die because of him. What is his life compared to the well-being of his predecessors?

It's a pity that the seniors didn't give him the slightest chance, and they cruelly crushed all his hopes.

Li Xingchen has never hated Rong Tianhan so much as he does now.

He didn't know how long he had been lying in the cave, it seemed like days, it seemed like months, it seemed like months, and he could crawl and move out.

"Huh?" He shook his head curiously at the water, and the reflection in the water did the same as his. He couldn't help but smile bitterly: "How long have I been in a faint." ”

I saw that the reflection in the water was clearly a handsome and extraordinary young man, although the eyebrows and facial features were no different from the young Li Xingchen, but the soft flesh on the cheeks had disappeared a lot, and the contours were sharp, and at first glance, it was really strange.

He leaned against the big willow tree by the pond and slowly exercised his pranayama. As soon as the spiritual consciousness touched the spiritual sea, it was sucked into the other heaven and earth. He staggered a few steps to stand on the soft grass, what was this place? He was a little confused.

"Inside the body." A childish voice sounded.

"Who?" Li Xingchen raised his eyebrows.

The breeze was blowing, and among the tall grass stalks swaying, a white and tender doll in a big red dress sat on the ground holding her little feet. Li Xingchen took two steps forward, squatted down and touched his face. "Who are you?"

The little doll's tender face has always had a quiet smile, and she said in a harmonious voice: "I am you." ”

In fact, when he saw the little doll, Li Xingchen already had a premonition. He also sat cross-legged beside the child, holding his cheeks and saying, "What is in the body? What for? ”