Painting Allure frowned, and looked at Cang Wunian suspiciously: "What does Brother Wunian mean by this?"

With a long sigh, Cang Wunian slowly said, "Now that it's over, I have nothing to hide from you anymore." Actually, I am not a human race, I come from the Kalan Sea in the south of the South China Sea, and that is where the Shura people live. ”

Hearing this, Hua Chengcheng's eyes widened in disbelief, and he said, "You say...... Are you Shura?"

Cang Wunian nodded lightly: "Yes, I'm Shura." And my mother is the queen of the Shura clan, and in a sense, I am the prince of the Shura clan. ”

It turned out that he was the prince of Shura, no wonder he always felt that he had a different aura from mortals, and it was no wonder that she always felt that his pulse was not real.

"Since you are the prince of the Shura clan, why did you come all the way to the human world and still suffer so much in the human world?" asked Hua Chengcheng puzzled. The prince of a clan, how noble his status is, why should he be wronged to suffer in the rivers and lakes of this human world?

"Eighteen years ago, there was a traitor among the Shura clan and colluded with the demon clan in a vain attempt to get rid of me. But then I learned that they probably didn't even think about killing me. The other party attracted a fierce beast from the demon world, this fierce beast is called 'Soul Eater Beast', and it lives by sucking souls. And in that accident, I was devoured by the soul devouring beast that consumed a wisp of consciousness in my body. Cang Wunian said lightly.

"Swallowed up the soul?" She never thought that Cang Wunian had experienced such a terrible and painful thing when she was young. You know, the pain of the soul being pulled out of the body is far better than being skinned and cramped.

That is to say, Cang Wunian's body has long been devoid of the Awakened Soul, and the absence of the Awakened Soul means that he has no feelings, and has lost the ability to perceive all the emotions in the world.

No wonder, no wonder he showed that strange expression when facing his confession, it turned out that he had never been able to understand what the feelings in his heart were like.

"Yes, eighteen years ago, I was gone. My mother thus led me to the human realm in search of a hidden tribe called the 'Painting Clan'. The people of that ethnic group all have fairy roots and are naturally good at painting. It is said that among the painters, there is a kind of person who is infinitely close to the way of heaven, called the 'painting soul'. In addition to taking away, I am afraid that only the 'painting soul' in this heaven and earth can help me redraw the lost wisp of the soul. Cang Wunian stared at the painting Allure and explained slowly.

"Painters...... Painting the soul?" A touch of pain flashed in the beautiful eyes of the painting Allure, why did she feel a touch of sadness in her heart when she heard these two strange names.

"My mother took me and searched for three years in the human world. Finally, one day we met the first person from the painting family, and that person was Luo Fan. Cang Wunian continued.

"Senior Luo Fan? You said that Senior Luo Fan is a member of the painting clan......? Are my aunt and the three elder brothers of the Jun family also from the painting clan?" asked Hua Chengcheng in surprise.

Cang Wunian nodded, a bitter smile rose at the corner of his mouth, he stared deeply at the face of the painting allure, and said softly: "Not only them, even you, are also members of the painting clan." ”

"Me?" Hua Chengcheng was even more stunned, she never knew that she had such a relationship with her aunt and Luo Fan's predecessors.

"Yes, you're a painter, and you'...... You are the established soul of the painting family. Cang Wunian nodded and said.

"You say...... How can I ......be the soul of the painters? I don't know how to draw. Hua Chengcheng said with a blank face.

"That's the point I'm going to make, and I just hope you're done...... You won't hold a grudge against me for that. Cang Wunian sighed, he still had to take this step after all.

"No, I'm sure Brother Wunian won't hurt me. The beautiful eyes of the painting are sparkling, no matter what, she believes in him.

Cang Wunian smiled bitterly, and then said: "Back then, my mother took me to find Luo Fan's predecessor and asked him to take us to the painting clan, but in the end he refused. Later, by mistake, we met the brothers of the Jun family, according to my guess, Jun Yisheng was also trying to figure out whether the predecessors of the painting clan with high mana could really paint souls, so he brought our group into the painting clan. But unfortunately, the patriarch of the painting clan told my mother that there had never been a real painting soul in the history of the painting clan, and that there was nothing they could do about my awakening soul. ”

"And then?" Hua Chengcheng knew that everything that followed was the point of Cang Wunian's words, and while she was curious, her heart couldn't help but be entangled together.

And then ...... We left the Painters and headed back to the Kalan Sea. But at that time, the demons came to the human world. When I saw the demon army, I already knew that they must be following us all the way. Because the cultivation process of the Demon Realm Beasts is slow, they need to devour a large number of powerful souls in order to grow quickly and become terrifying killing tools. As I expected, for so many years, they have been looking for a way to regenerate their souls over and over again, so that they can quickly cultivate Soul Eaters. When Cang Wunian said this, he couldn't help but pause, because he found that the face of the painting had begun to become ugly.

"So, they used you to find the Painting Clan, forced the Painting Clan to hand over the Painting Soul, and slaughtered all the people of the Painting Clan, is that the case, Brother Wunian?" Although she asked, she clearly wanted to get an answer that Cang Wunian had negative.

Cang Wunian closed his eyes helplessly, and sighed deeply: "That's right, they are divided into two ways, most of them have attacked the Painting Clan, and there are a few great generals who pretended to be the Great General King of my Shura Clan, who wanted to capture me and my mother alive. At the last minute, my mother sent me and Ruyue into the teleportation array that had been set up in advance, but she herself fell into their hands. And it was at that time that I was transported to the helm of the Thousand Machine Pavilion, and then I became Gu Wentian's nominal righteous son. ”

After hearing all this, the painting leaned against the corner of the bed. She suddenly remembered the picture in her dream a few days ago, the picture of the originally beautiful valley in an instant, the river of blood in an instant, and the corpse that fell in front of her. It turned out that it was not just a dream, those who died were all relatives of her clan.

Tears rolled down from the eyes of Hua Allure like beads with broken threads, different from the plague theory that Hui Gu made up when she fabricated her identity, this time, Hua Allure really felt the deep pain in her heart. Although she still didn't remember what happened in her childhood, when she heard Cang Wunian talk about it, the pain connected by the blood really spread all over her body, and even her breathing was painful.

After a long time, Hua Chengcheng slowly raised his hand, slowly wiped away the tears on his face, stared at Cang Wunian and asked, "Brother Wunian, tell me, is it because I am the established painting soul of the painting clan, because I may help you reshape the soul of Jue, so you care about me so much?"

Cang Wunian's sword frowned, and he didn't know how to answer for a while. It is true that he secretly searched for her for fifteen years after the destruction of the painting clan, and indeed in order to one day treat her to become a real painting soul, so that he could draw for him the soul that had long been lost in his body. But was that really the only reason he cared about her?

After a while, Cang Wunian sighed leisurely: "Painting, I don't want to lie to you, I care about you so much, it is indeed because you are the established painting soul of the painting clan." We met twice when we were young, and my eyes weren't the same as they are now, and many people saw me in the eyes and thought I was a monster. Only you have never been afraid, and you have promised that if one day you become a true painting soul, you will paint me a pair of purple eyes. ”

......

"Little brother, you are so good-looking. I've never seen anyone better looking than my little brother!"

"When you see my eyes, aren't you afraid?"

"Why be afraid, my little brother's eyes are so good-looking, I haven't seen such beautiful eyes before!"

"Little brother, can you tell Hua'er your name? When Hua'er really becomes the soul of painting one day, Hua'er must go to the little brother and draw a pair of purple eyes for the little brother. ”

......

In my mind, the conversation between a little boy and a little girl echoed again, and this time, Hua Chengcheng finally heard what the girl said later.

"Original...... Are you really the little brother with Meng Supa's eyes, and the little girl who swore that he would paint a pair of purple eyes for you, is me?" murmured Mu Ran, who painted Allure's face.

"Do you remember?" asked Cang Wunian with some surprise.

Shaking his head, the expression of the painting Allure was still at a loss: "I just keep seeing these broken pictures over and over again, and if I want to say what I remember, I still don't have any impression in my mind." ”

People who don't know anything about their past are often the most helpless. Cang Wunian had also had such an experience, and he understood very well what the purpose of painting the blank face of Allure City was.

Subconsciously stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, and Cang Wunian sighed softly: "Let's go back to Quping Mountain tomorrow, your childhood memories must have been sealed, and your aunt must have a way for you to recover." ”

There was no resistance and struggle, Hua Allure leaned her head on his shoulder very obediently as usual, but at this moment her eyes were very confused, and she only heard her say lightly: "Brother Wunian, now I haven't fully remembered the past, just listening to what you said, I'm so sad." If I remember everything, aren't you afraid that your soul will be hopeless in this life?"

Hearing this, Cang Wunian smiled astringently and said softly: "If you really can't face me because of the matter of the painting clan, then I am destined to bear all this, and I can't complain about you." ”

Painting Allure's heart with a sour spread: Brother Wunian, you really don't know me. The destruction of the painting clan is not so much because of you, but because of my existence. What I care about is that I will not be the person engraved in your heart after all, and if your soul is not reshaped one day, then you can care more about me one day. If one day your three souls are sound, what am I to you at that time?

Tears fell silently, and I don't know how long later, Hua Allure fell asleep tired and leaned on his shoulder. Faintly, Cang Wunian only heard her dream-like whisper: "Brother Wunian...... What should I do......"