In the room where Duan Chen lived before, the four of Long Yan's master and apprentice were standing beside the bed.

Long Xi had tears in his eyes and was holding a small box in his hand.

Long Xin stood beside her, constantly comforting her.

Long Yan's face was serious, and there was an incomprehensible look in his eyes, and after a long time, he spoke: "In this way, Chen'er has indeed been here." ”

Long Nian asked Long Xi, "Xi'er, are you really sure that everything that belongs to Duan Chen is gone?" ”

Long Xi reluctantly stopped crying, raised his head, looked at Long Yan, and said slowly: "Yes, this is the box he used to store the things he likes before, not only does it contain the Sky Ring, but also the painting that Han Yuqi gave him, and the grasshopper I knitted for him is also gone." When the master asked me to come back and take a look, I guessed a little bit in my heart, so when I came back, I opened the box directly, although it was well placed, but the things in it were gone, and the other things in the room were all here, not Chen'er. ”

Long Yan sighed and said: "Don't think about it, it's Chen'er, no one in Pingyao Mountain has ever gone up the mountain except for a few of my friends, if it's my friends, how can they sneak around, only Chen'er, only he can find here." ”

As soon as these words came out, the room immediately fell silent, Duan Chen had come back, which proved something, proved that he was still alive.

For three years, they have always thought that Duan Chen is dead, and they have opened a mourning hall for him to spend time for him, but he is alive.

What's more, Long Xi has been widowing him, and today is counted as three years.

"Chen'er is alive!" Long Xi, who reacted, immediately burst into tears and laughed, happily bumped into Long Xin's arms, tears flowed out, and choked up: "Chen'er is not dead, he is not dead, he is still alive, he is still alive..." ”

She kept muttering these words in her mouth, Long Xi was looking forward to it too much, she didn't know how many times she had hoped in her heart, hoping that Duan Chen was still alive.

didn't disappoint her, Duan Chen was really alive.

"Where did he get such a high level of mana?" Long Yan suddenly said to himself, "No! In three years, no matter how much he practiced, he would not have reached such a point, and he went up the mountain to take so many things without me discovering them. ”

Long Nian looked at Long Yan with a frowning and thoughtful look, and couldn't bear it in his heart, and comforted: "Since Chen'er's mana has increased, you should be happy, master." ”

"That's not right!" Long Xin suddenly seemed to remember something. Immediately said: "If it's Chen'er, then why did he sneak up the mountain, if he didn't die, then he should immediately go up the mountain to find us?" ”

That's right, they were all so happy that they ignored this, if it was Duan Chen, why would he choose not to go up the mountain?

Except for Long Yan, how could anyone else know the reason, because when he was in the Cold Dust Sect, Duan Chen vaguely heard the conversation between the True Cloud Master and Long Yan, and from this conversation, he should know a lot of things.

Long Nian frowned, feeling uneasy in his heart, because he vaguely guessed something, looking at Long Yan with a distressed expression, the conjecture in his heart was a little clearer.

Long Xi violently broke away from Long Xin's embrace, her eyes were slightly red, she seemed to be haggard a lot, three years of longing, she had been getting weaker and weaker, she thought that Duan Chen was still alive, and she was very happy, but now when she heard Duan Chen come without saying a word, her heart was even more lost and sad, as if she had lost her soul, and said intermittently: "Chen'er, what's wrong with you?" How... Finish? ”

Loving someone to such a point, I don't know if it can be regarded as stupid, not wanting to reciprocate the giving, there are very few such people, really rare!

Long Yan said: "Don't think about it, I think there must be some reason why he doesn't go up the mountain, since he is not dead, then we can find him." ”

Long Xin cautiously asked, "Master, was he heard what we said just now?" ”

"Boom!"

In the room, there were a total of four people, after hearing this reminder, all of a sudden, everyone seemed to have lost their souls, and their hearts were even more turbulent, because they thought of a possibility, Duan Chen knew his identity.

Long Yan originally reported a fluke, but in fact, he didn't dare to believe the fact that Long Xin said just now, but now after he reminded him, he was sober.

This has become a fact, Duan Chen can't see himself when he goes up the mountain, there must be a reason, ordinary trivial things, with Duan Chen's character, he will definitely not care, so there is only one and only one reason that can make him not see himself after he goes up the mountain, and he knows his true identity.

was silent, Long Yan fell into a deep guilt, because of Duan Chen's identity, he wanted to hide it from him for the rest of his life, so he could accompany Long Xi in the mountains to live a good life, so he named him Duan Chen, which means to cut off the red dust.

But it was still exposed, once Duan Chen knew his true identity, there would be a real contradiction between him and Long Yan.

Taking a deep breath, Long Yan didn't want to think about it, and said: "Let's not worry about the sky, things may not be what we imagined, rest well today, prepare, tomorrow, everyone will go down the mountain with me to find Chen'er, no matter what reason Chen'er didn't see us on the mountain, we can't guess casually, and when we see him, won't it be clear when we ask?" ”

That's right, the conjecture of the truth can never become true, sometimes it suffers from it, only Duan Chen said it himself, that is the truth.

Although they all know that this may only be a comfort to themselves, what else can be done in such a situation, or how can it be done?

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Night, not very dark.

Because of the moon in the sky, it is like a competent mother, and every day it brings light to the earth.

In the middle of a forest, a black figure resembled a mad lion, roaring and rushing towards the front without hesitation.

The black shadow was Duan Chen, because he heard what Long Yan had just said, and heard a fact that he would never want to believe but had to believe.

He has nothing but anger in his mind at the moment, a son of the witch cult, what a title.

In his hands, the clumps of true qi were like thunder before the rain, hitting him on both sides one by one, he was venting, angry, and roaring.

After the true qi gathered, it shot out violently, and only some trees next to it suffered. After a loud bang, a tree will fall, although they are innocent.

Between heaven and earth, Duan Chen at this moment seems to be black and white, there is no other color, and it will not be the same as before, he can use words to decorate him with words when he sees any scene, at this moment, he does not have that leisure, nor can he see beauty, he only sees hatred.

In the first twenty years, he lived in vain, living next to a man who killed his father, and treated him with respect and called him master.

"Why? Why? ”

Duan Chen suddenly stopped, looked up to the sky and shouted.

The sound was spread far away in the silent night, and all that was answered was the echo of what he had just said, and the empty night was so poignant and solemn.

"Haha..."

A burst of laughter came from Duan Chen's mouth, he didn't know what he was laughing at, he didn't know who was laughing, maybe it was himself, or maybe it was the world.

Life is short and tiring, but that's all his life.

The roaring stopped, the laughter stopped.

But at this moment, Duan Chen found that he was not in the mood to become comfortable because of this, but even more depressed.

He couldn't figure it out, just a colic, tears kept endlessly, he lay on the ground, looking up at the sea of stars as gorgeous as fireworks.

He smiled again, wryly.

The wind blew slowly, bringing the sound of the branches and leaves beside it.

At this moment, Duan Chen, no matter how gorgeous the scenery is, he can't see it, and no matter how moving and pleasant the sound is, he can't hear it.

He was like stupid, like crazy.

He stared at the sky with demented eyes, without any expression on his face.

Just look at it, look at it!

Time passed slowly, slowly, as gently as a breeze.

I don't know how long it took?

The sun and the moon shone back and forth on the land.

Duan Chen's eyes never closed, all the time.

It's like a dead man, like a fool, just looking at the sky in a daze, the sky with nothing to look at.

As if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.

It's been three days.

He had been lying there for three days, with his eyes open.

The first day was the scorching sun, and he used to use his true qi, so even if the scorching sun was great, he couldn't feel the heat, but that whole day, he didn't use mana, that is to say, he was just an ordinary person at that time, an ordinary person was irradiated by the scorching sun in an uncovered place for a day, it was indeed not an easy thing, sweat slowly fell along his delicate and handsome face, salty.

The next day, fortunately, it was a cloudy day, I don't know if the heavens felt guilty about Duan Chen, so they covered the sun so that Duan Chen would no longer suffer from the scorching sun, although Duan Chen didn't care.

On the third day, in the morning, it was overcast, and it could rain in the sky at any time, as if he was moved after knowing Duan Chen's sad life.

There was a loud "boom", and a thunderclap kicked off the rain.

Immediately after, raindrops the size of beans poured down, falling on Duan Chen's body drop by drop.

The man here has never closed his eyes in the past three days, leaving you exposed to the wind and rain.

The rain was majestic, as if it was going to drown the world, and it kept falling, like crazy.

The man lying on the ground moved, first closing his eyes, which were red because they had not been closed for three days, and after a moment, he slowly got up.

His body swayed because he had slept for too long, as if he couldn't stand on his feet.

Duan Chen woke up, no! It was he who never fell asleep again.

In his heart, no one knew what to think again.

On his face, he used to see happiness and immaturity, but now, what he saw was depression and maturity, the kind of maturity that did not match his age and face.

A slightly hot tear seeped into the ground along the heavy rain.

Duan Chen swayed his somewhat weak body and walked forward.

A person who has experienced extreme grief will become mature when he suddenly calms down.

Therefore, many things will also be seen clearly.

And Duan Chen is just one of them!