But the compassion in his heart poured out with the tears of the person in front of him, and it finally opened his mouth, "I can save him, but don't stop me when I leave......"

Ye Jinyu, who was still crying, nodded hurriedly, the phoenix smiled with satisfaction, stretched out his index finger, a little sky, and the golden mangs mixed with a trace of white soul breath crossed the real and the unreal, and flew into the distance.

"May you be well!" All this was done, the phoenix had no strength, sealed the memories of this place in Ye Jinyu's mind, sent him out, and went to sleep alone.

Outside the city, Chu Yunfeng looked for the trace of white foam like crazy, but the latter had already turned into clouds and smoke, everywhere, but it was nothing.

Touching the wisps of smoke and dust, Chu Yunfeng felt empty in this reality and illusion again and again, as if he had touched a trace, but it quickly dispersed, and the son of the Bai family dissipated like this, although it was a twin, Chu Yunfeng no longer had the strength to pursue it.

was expelled in embarrassment, but now, Chu Yunfeng wants to go back, only by bringing Bai Mo back, can he be upright, hold his head high, and come out again will be more confident, not afraid of being liquidated by the sect's disciples who have already converted to Buddhahood.

There was only half a year left, and Chu Yunfeng had no time to search for the trace of the other person, at this time, he began to feel a little confused and sad, but more, he was still dissatisfied and desperate.

"Hey-" Lowering his head in despair, Chu Yunfeng looked at the mountains and rivers in front of him that he had seen countless times, a little helpless.

He condensed the air in front of him, but he couldn't condense the soul of foaming at the mouth; He searched every part of the air, but he couldn't find a trace of the spirit of the white foam.

He's about to give up

Seeing that the scorching sun at noon began to fall westward, Chu Yunfeng really couldn't find it

Just as he searched for the last time, waving his hand and groping, he suddenly felt his hand. A ray of golden light hid in the setting sun, silently picking up the spirit of the white foam that had been burned to ashes, kneading him together little by little, and converging it into a solid, small mass.

"Ahh Overjoyed, Chu Yunfeng felt the mass floating in the palm of his hand, and only felt that everything was in his hands, but unfortunately, the soul that could be separated had been taken away, otherwise, he wouldn't even have to go back. The sky is high and the birds can fly, as long as he sends the "white foam" back, the people in the sect will definitely use the pool of water to reshape the body of the white foam, and he can continue to "make waves" in this worldly world and pursue the way of heaven.

"Let's go!" The familiar and unfamiliar voice echoed in Chu Yunfeng's mind, but he didn't have time to distinguish it, and hurriedly walked on the long way, Chu Yunfeng hurriedly swept towards the familiar place, like flying.

Not far away, on the peak of the third green mountain outside the city, Bai Ling slapped one hand on the wooden plank that had begun to rot, and that was the grave of a girl.

The wooden board began to whiten, and Bai Ling's clenched hand kept injecting spiritual energy into it, anger and sadness, making Bai Ling's hand tremble, and even forced out all the impurities in the wooden board, the rotten wood, turned into a new tree, and after a hundred years, it was lush and green.

"Brother......" Bai Ling muttered softly, touching the girl's grave over and over again, looking into the distance.

At the time of parting, Bai Ling finally glanced at the tomb, and a smile appeared on his face with difficulty, "Like ...... Ruxin girl, go well......"

After saying that, Bai Ling disappeared into the faint clouds and mist of this mountain peak, leaving only the faint sound of sobbing.

"Go well......" The phrase he has not yet said to his last relatives

Today's Chang'an, the situation is changing, but it still does not affect the bustle of the crowd, and they are pouring inside.

In the crowd, a white dress instead of a white coat returned to this place, which can be described as going forward and succeeding, but not for revenge but for revenge.

After all...... When he leaves, he can't let go of the last thing he can't let go!

Late at night, Ye Jinyu woke up from his sleep in a daze, looking at the familiar scene in front of him, but his heart was mixed.

"Your Highness." The ugly slave happened to come in with hot water and sent it to Ye Jinyu's mouth.

The dry tongue and lips were like fire, Ye Jinyu looked at the water and hurriedly took it. The water was just the right temperature, and he began to gulp it down.

"Just woke up?" The ugly slave came to Ye Jinyu's bedside and sat down. His Royal Highness, who hadn't seen her for a long time, the ugly slave couldn't wait to touch Ye Jinyu's hair. On his chest, the necklace reflected the moonlight shining in from outside the house, reflecting on Ye Jinyu's face, making the latter feel like a world apart.

"How long did I sleep?" Ye Jinyu drank the water and lay flat again, looking at the roof, his eyes blank.

The ugly slave seemed to be addicted to stroking Ye Jinyu's hair, lying on Ye Jinyu's chest coquettishly, touching Ye Jinyu's hair, "You must be tired, come back in the morning, sleep until night, it's hard." ”

"Hmm." Ye Jinyu responded, and then waved at the ugly slave, "You go out first...... I want to be alone and quiet. ”

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Gently closed the door for Ye Jinyu, and the ugly slave went to the imperial dining room with the teacup, wanting to get some supper for Ye Jinyu. has been in the palace for so many days, and without Ye Jinyu by her side, she can be regarded as getting along with these people.

I was thinking about it in my heart, and suddenly, the ugly slave was blocked by a person, that person was majestic, more serious than the last time he looked at it, thick eyebrows, pursed lips, in this dark night, so terrifying.

Li Sui looked down at the empty teacup in the ugly slave's hand, "Is Jin Yu awake?" ”

The ugly slave was already frightened by the sudden appearance of Li Sui, and when she heard his inquiry at this time, she directly told the truth, "Temple...... His Highness, he is awake. ”

"Oh." Li Sui left directly.

The ugly slave secretly glanced at Li Sui's towering back shoulders, shrunk his neck, and hurriedly ran away.

In the dormitory, Ye Jinyu held on to the bed, sat up slowly, looked at the dark wall in front of him, and there was no longer any past dream; Looking at the moonlight outside the window, this should be the time for him and Bai Mo to meet.

Looking at the palm that couldn't be seen, Ye Jinyu only felt that he had lost something, his headache was terrible, and he seemed to have forgotten everything

But why is it so sad? The pain was surging in his heart, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

After a long time, when the pain had dissipated, he finally remembered everything, remembered that Li Sui's sharp knife pierced Bai Mo's chest, and remembered that the man had indeed died in his arms, so real, so pitiful: he could not go anywhere.

Tears began to slide down her cheeks involuntarily, Ye Jinyu pulled the quilt, covered her face, and couldn't help crying.

Actually, there's nothing to cry about...... But why can't he?

In those young and ignorant days, Ye Jinyu often heard his subordinates talk about the cruelty of Li Ruhui, one died yesterday and one died the day before yesterday, and he was already numb in his heart.

In those shocking and pitiful days, Ye Jinyu saw Li Sui kill people, killing one after another for the sake of imperial power and for him, but every time he cried a few times, it passed.

But this time, this time...... It's really a little different. It's like returning to the day Ruxin died, like returning to the day Master Chen died, so heart-wrenching and suffocating.

It's like going back to the day I heard that my mother died, the day I heard that Uncle Li died, and the day I heard that Wei Mingyuan died, the dusty memory pictures were reopened and broken down into pieces of the puzzle. Time, like the merciless child, rudely withheld the familiar face, threw it into the fire, watched the color burn, clapped his little hands and cheered.

Unable to stop it, but unable to blame, Ye Jinyu propped his hands on his knees and cried bitterly until he trembled.

But he didn't dare to speak out, he didn't want to make a sound, he was afraid of being heard by this bright moon, and he was also afraid of being heard by Li Sui. Once a reliable face has shed tears, it is no longer reassuring and makes people want to rely on

Holding back the sourness of his eyes and the rise and fall of his chest, Ye Jinyu breathed in the dirty air in the room in a big gulp, only feeling out of breath.

Tears poured out, and in the not very clear room, the tears dripping on the quilt and the bed soaked the innocent heart, obscured the light, and allowed it to breed obscurity and sinister in the darkness and dampness, so that people who did not understand the world wantonly smeared this gray world where beauty and sadness coexisted.

At this moment, Ye Jinyu only felt that there was no more color in his eyes.

"Squeak-ahh He stood outside the house and watched Ye Jinyu cry like this for a long time.

Tentatively, Li Sui walked towards Ye Jinyu, silently came to his bedside, and sat down.

"You...... Are you okay? Li Sui stretched out his hand, wanting to wipe away the tears from the corners of Ye Jinyu's eyes. The latter slapped his hand away, buried his head in the covers, curled up, and thought he was asleep.

Li Sui withdrew his hand, rubbed his knees at a loss, and continued to think about what to say next.

Half a day.

"In the past few days, you are also tired, let's have a good rest today......" After speaking, Li Sui left, he really couldn't stand every wisp of dampness in this house, because he knew that this was Ye Jinyu's tears, and sure enough, he still made Ye Jinyu sad.

Walking back to the study, he lay on the ground with one hand resting on his forehead and the other on the back of his head, looking at the roof, which reflected the dim and dim red candle light.

The scene in front of him began to blur in Li Sui's eyes little by little, he closed his eyes and sighed, "I'm so tired!" Hey......"

Li Sui left, and Ye Jinyu lifted the quilt on his head little by little, sat up, and looked at the direction of Li Sui's departure.

The heaving chest was mixed with anger and pain. Ye Jinyu didn't know what anger was before, but now he didn't want to look at Li Sui anymore.