Chapter Eighty-Eight: Red Dust
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Yi Che said everything about this, but Yan Mosui still didn't let go at all. Yi Che was the first to be defeated, and threw the pill in his hand to him, "Since you don't want to say it, I can't force it, so let's separate like this." ”
Yan Mosui didn't go to pick up the pill, just when Yi Che thought that the pill was about to land, Jin Yu dived and firmly held the Qingxin Pill.
The two looked at each other like that for a long time, and Yi Che saw the struggle and hesitation in Yan Mosui's eyes. Finally, Yan Mosui let out a long sigh.
"Thirty-nine years, thirty-nine years have passed since your fall, and I am your ......"
Yi Che obviously felt that Yan Mosui had made up his mind to tell the relationship between the two, but at the critical moment, he opened his mouth slightly, maintained the "of" mouth shape, paused, and then slowly closed.
Maybe the answer had turned into a very light, very light air flow out of his throat, but Yi Che didn't hear it clearly. Even if Yan Mosui didn't say the answer to the first question, the crucial time of thirty-nine years was already a lot to read for Yi Che.
Thirty-nine years is enough to change a lot of things, and it is only less than two years since he was reborn, what happened in the thirty-seven years that were vacant in between.
If it is not immediately reborn, then Yi Che's soul is attached to this body, not unintentionally, but ......
Someone did it on purpose.
Snatching away, risking the world's condemnation.
Disturb the heavens and suffer the wrath of heaven.
Yi Che was originally worried that his unintentional seizure would go against the way of heaven and would be retributed when he ascended. But if someone else has a premeditated plan, then it will not be God's turn.
Although I don't know who it is and what purpose I have to reincarnate, I can almost confirm that there will be no too exaggerated thunder tribulation with this body to ascend, and Yi Che is still silently relieved in his heart.
As if guessing what Yi Che was thinking, Yan Mosui gave Yi Che the last reassurance.
"You can rest assured that you will be condemned and someone will bear it for you, because ...... That's the punishment he deserves. ”
Yi Che felt Yan Mosu's forbearance and anger when he said this.
He?
Yi Che originally wanted to continue to talk a little, but after Yan Mosui put away the simplified version of the Qingxin Pill, Jin Yu let out a long roar and flew out from the opening that had been split by the Heavenly Tribulation. Yan Moyu gently hugged Yi Che's waist and whispered in her ear.
"Let's go back together."
Yi Che's heart jumped, and he subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?" ”
"Tianyun Sect."
……
The two stood side by side on Jin Yu's body, letting the wind blow the hem of their clothes to hunt, in the east, a round of sun was slowly rising, the first day was mild, and the golden light was sprinkled on the two of them. Yi Che looked at the sunrise and didn't feel the light dazzling.
The saber hanging from Yan Mosui's waist reflected the sun's rays, making Yi Che feel a little uncomfortable. Looking at the saber, a strange feeling rose in Yi Che's heart, and he couldn't help asking, "...... this sword?"
"Red Dust." Yan Mosui looked down at Yi Che, "You chose the name of this sword for me at the beginning, and you also casually attached a poem at that time. ”
Under Yi Che's puzzled gaze, Yan Mosui slowly read it, and there seemed to be infinite tenderness in his eyes.
"Zimo Hongchen is not mine, and he is alone in the world."