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The night breeze was very cool, and the surrounding street lights were blown on and off, making it seem unreal.

For a long time, none of the three of them spoke. Su Sanyuan knew that they were actually waiting for her to break the silence.

"Are you here today just to tell me this?"

Yunhe pulled out a smile and looked at Su Sanyuan deeply, "The White-clothed Sect is the sect where the altar master and I belong, have you heard of it." ”

Su Sanyuan didn't answer, and looked at Bai Cheng'an.

"Bai Chengan, what I promised was to send it for you, but I didn't promise to do things for your sect." Su Sanyuan didn't have a good airway.

Bai Chengan was silent, raised his head, and looked at Su Sanyuan quietly, as if there was a layer of fog in front of him, and he actually felt a little unreal. Bai Chengan often wondered how he would have agreed to make a loss-making deal with this skinny little girl in the first place.

After a long time, Bai Chengan said, "The protector of the White-clothed Sect is good at divination, and you have been targeted by our white-clothed sect people. ”

Su Sanyuan was stunned, and the unexpected thing caught her off guard.

"What kind of existence is the White-Coated Sect?" Su Sanyuan lowered her eyes and muttered.

When Bai Chengan heard this, his beautiful eyes looked into the distance, and he said softly, "For you, only the most heinous people there can live the longest life." ”

"Altar master, say such a scary thing to a little girl, aren't you afraid of being heard by the sect master's eyes?" Yunhe snorted lightly and smiled, but the chill in his eyes was better than frost.

Bai Chengan didn't say anything, but just looked at Yunhe deeply.

Yunhe and him have been with the White Cloak Sect for decades. The White-clothed Sect, apart from Yunhe, I'm afraid that there will be no second person who can let him rest assured to take with him.

Although Yunhe has always given people a pompous feeling, he has no consciousness of being a subordinate at all.

"Did the little girl hear that? You've been dragged into our White Coat Sect. Yun He smiled, revealing a row of white teeth, staring at Su Sanyuan, whose face did not change, surprised by Su Sanyuan's calmness, Yun He's face was a little more serious, and his tone was no longer playful, "This time it was the Dharma Protector who personally gave the order to us to protect you." As for the reason, you may have heard about the thousand-year-old tomb. Although our White-clothed Sect has the key to open the thousand-year-old tomb, the drawing that records the specific address of the thousand-year-old tomb was stolen, and the Dharma Protector calculated that you could find that drawing, so it is impossible for you to get out of the control of the White-clothed Sect in the future. ”

Yun He told some things about the White Cloth Sect in detail.

The time of the establishment of the White-clothed Sect is unknown, and the leader of the sect is unknown, but in most cases, it is the most powerful protector around the sect leader who gives orders directly to them. The Sect Leader is a myth of the White-Coated Sect, and a few decades ago, the Sect Leader used to muddy the rivers and lakes alone, making countless decent people fearful. Countless people from the rivers and lakes who came to the white-clothed sect took refuge in it, and the white-clothed sect grew to the point where its members are all over the world. There are many masters in the White-clothed Sect, some are good at poison, some are good at witchcraft, some are good at swordsmanship, and some are good at assassination, as long as someone provokes the White-clothed Sect, there are almost no examples of survival.

Su Sanyuan's heart gradually cooled, and there seemed to be an invisible net around her, rushing towards her and covering her.

Originally, Su Sanyuan just wanted to mix in this place, take revenge by the way, and make Hu Yuming and Zhang Qixiu suffer, but now, she is a little lost.

Such a powerful sect, can you let her go back to her previous life? Su Sanyuan wanted to ask, but swallowed it back into her stomach.

Bai Chengan said, "Su Sanyuan, don't worry about anything else in the future except me, I will take care of it for you, don't make trouble!" For the first time, she called out her name directly, without any superfluous emotion.

The night grew deeper.

Two black shadows jumped on the eaves, gradually turning into black dots and disappearing into the darkness.

Su Sanyuan was lying on the bed, feeling asleep. I dreamed of a lot of things at night, dreaming of her flirting with Zhang Qixiu holding hands and strolling, and dreaming of Zhang Qixiu's vow to marry her only in this life...... A lot of dreams were shattered by the sudden appearance of the black shadow, gradually, the black shadow turned into the appearance of Bai Cheng'an, with the appearance of Bai Cheng'an in the dream, the picture in the dream also changed rapidly, Bai Cheng'an's white clothes were covered with crimson, he seemed to have a delicate shadow in his arms, and then the delicate shadow collapsed weakly in his arms and gradually turned into stars and shattered, Su Sanyuan suddenly remembered what Yunhe had said.

"The altar master, he has dreamed some strange dreams since he was a child, and in the dream there is always a girl who disappears from ......the altar master's arms," Yunhe once said.

Su Sanyuan's heart was suddenly very sad, and when he opened his eyes and woke up, Bai Cheng'an's lonely appearance was still echoing in his mind, his long hair was flying in the wind, and he was stabbed behind him, almost Bai Cheng'an had lost half of his life. The dazzling sunlight shone in from the window, and Su Sanyuan remembered Bai Cheng'an in her dream, would she die like that?

Since Hu Yuming heard that Zhang Qixiu was going to marry another woman, Yuming Yuan suddenly fell into silence uncharacteristically.

No one ever moved to send maids to inquire about it.

Su Sanyuan occasionally went to say hello to Hu Yuming, and she would see that Hu Yuming's eyes were blue and black, and the whole person was haggard and did not have any look. One day, Su Sanyuan went over to say goodbye, and Hu Yuming suddenly said, "Sister Yuan, you go to your father's side to denounce me and Qi Xiu." Take that letter to your father!"

It's just that such a Hu Yuming still can't stop Zhang Qixiu's rhythm of marrying other women.

The day after tomorrow, the day when Zhang Qixiu got married, it was destined to be a lively day.

"Bai Chengan, I want to see Zhang Qixiu." At night, Su Sanyuan saw Bai Cheng'an's first words.

Bai Chengan pursed his lips and looked at Su Sanyuan lightly, "Why?" I like to come to Su Sanyuan more and more when he has nowhere to go, and then someone can accompany him to sit on the high eaves and look at the stars.

"Zhang Qixiu said before that he would not marry someone else, and if he wanted to marry, he would only marry me." Su Sanyuan pulled her lips and said lightly, "I really want to see if he is just a flowery person." ”

I don't know why tonight, when I heard Su Sanyuan say this, my heart hurt a little.

"Okay." Bai Chengan still spoke up and agreed to her request.

"Why haven't you seen that girl next to you for a long time?" It was the first time I met, and I was as beautiful as a fairy by Bai Cheng'an's side. I have always felt that Su Miao is a good girl, but it's a pity that Bai Chengan's emotional intelligence seems to be weaker. Su Sanyuan sighed secretly, stretched out her hand to take off the hairpin, and the hairpin that Bai Cheng'an gave her that time was returned to Bai Cheng'an's hands.

Bai Cheng'an looked at her suspiciously.

"I didn't think too much about it last time, so I accepted it." Su Sanyuan withdrew her hand and glanced at Bai Cheng'an, "This hairpin is good-looking, but it doesn't suit me, you can give it to that girl last time." ”

I only felt a weight in my hair, and a hairpin was pinned to her hair.

"I gave it to you, Su Miao doesn't like other people's use." Bai Cheng'an said in a dull voice, quietly looking at Su Sanyuan in front of him, as the white-clothed sect was once called the number one killer, he felt so lonely for the first time, something was obviously so close to him, but it was so ethereal.