Zhixi's ability and prestige are rising day by day, and his worries are growing. The prince's blatant ambition is a threat, but Zhixi's stability is the greater threat in his heart. ”

Heh, Chu Tian laughed, took two steps back, and said, "So, so Dazong Temple is under the orders of Emperor Han from beginning to end." It was the Emperor of the Han Dynasty who deliberately transferred most of the people from Dazong Temple, and deliberately ordered the rest of the people to pretend to surrender to the prince, and laid a net of heaven and earth. ”

Therefore, the intelligence line of Zhixi was broken. Therefore, the talents of Dajongji Temple did not send the letter for a long time.

She looked at the lonely courtyard with a sneer. This pouring heaven and wealth, compared to the power of the sky, is so ruthless and dirty people's hearts.

Immediately, she smiled, and there was a hint of murder in her eyes.

"No, you can't." Bai Chenwu said these three words, and took the pear rain in front of her.

He knew what she wanted to do, and she wanted to kill Emperor Han to avenge Zhixi.

Chu tilted her face like frost, her tone was even colder, and she squinted at Bai Chen: "Can't?" Isn't he a man to die for? So many soldiers, so many lives, are just victims of his tightening of imperial power? He is his kinsman, and he guards his world. How could he do that. Chu Tian said with tears welling up in his eyes, and his tone was excited.

"Is such a cold-blooded, selfish, despicable and shameless man worthy to sit on that throne? Do you deserve to live in this world? This question is poignant and piercing people's hearts.

Bai Chen opened his mouth slightly, and was silent for a long time.

The night wind was thick, and it made the body chill.

"Don't stop me." Chu Tian raised his hand to open the pear rain in front of him, and walked out.

"If he dies now, the Han Kingdom will be in chaos. There will only be more wars, and the people will have no livelihood. Bai Chen's voice sounded behind him.

Chu Tian stopped.

"If he was still alive, he would not kill his father, let alone let the people of Han face war again." Bai Chen's voice was always calm and ruthless.

But every sentence poked Chu Tian's heart.

Chu Tian slowly squatted down and buried his face in his knees. Bai Chen was right.

Bai Chen stood behind her, looking at her back. This back, thousands of years have passed, and now it seems that it still hurts him so much.

Bai Chen thought that he had woken up, he thought that these thousands of years of cultivation had made him break all his past and let go of all his obsessions. He was devoted to the Mingguang Palace, thinking that his heart had already broken away from the mortal world.

The injustice in front of him, the cruelty of fate, he understood early on. He also wants to change, and the way he wants to change is to make himself stronger, to enter the Mingguang Temple, and to become a god.

Then, to rewrite all kinds of injustices in this world, to rewrite these rules.

However, until that day, in the Silk King's Mansion of Wei, he recovered the memory of his previous life. He realized that he had never really escaped from this world, and his heart was still mortal. And in this heart, there are still thoughts.

On that day, when the secret room collapsed, he tightly protected Chu Tian. When he grabbed her, he still had that burning pain in his hands, all the way to his heart. But that day was different from the past, and he could not let go of her, and if he let go of her, she might die there.

So he held her in pain, and under the burning of the pain, he saw those strange pictures again. Fine beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he could feel the stones falling around him, and they were surrounded in darkness. But he kept those strange images in front of him.

But he never let go of the hand that was holding her.

At the moment when my whole body was in pain from that inexplicable burning sensation, I lost consciousness. Suddenly, the pain disappeared, as if a clear spring water was pouring down from the top of the head, extinguishing the flames in his body.

Suddenly, all the pain turned into relief. He couldn't feel anything around him anymore. They couldn't feel Chu Tian's existence, they couldn't feel the shield held up with spiritual power, and they couldn't feel the darkness that trapped them.

He seems to have become a different person. A person who has a lot of feelings and memories.

When he raised his eyes again, he was standing in the courtyard of the Prince's Mansion of the Han Kingdom. Pear orchard paved with pear blossoms. But it was a thousand years later.

He watched a woman dancing in the pear orchard, and the memories of the sea instantly flooded into his mind. The beginning of memory comes from when he was a child, and the end of memory is the Wuji Hall in the middle of the night, the main hall of the Han Emperor.

However, at that time in my memory, Kyoto was the imperial city of Chu, and the Prince's Mansion was his old mansion.

And the woman dancing in the courtyard was the only woman he had in his heart in his life.

When he woke up on the day he regained his memory, Bai Chen had already returned to the inn in Los Angeles.

But when he woke up, his state of mind was very different. Although the memory he recovered stopped at the scene in the Infinite Hall in the middle of the night, he already clearly knew who his past life was.

Although the story of history is messy, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. But the ending is an indisputable fact. He didn't know what happened next. But he really wanted to avoid the feelings of his previous life, which made people helpless, but they were buried deep in his heart.

Once people have love and care, they have weakness.

For thousands of years, he never asked about the past, because he knew that he was standing in the Great Hall of Spirits, because there were great good and great evil in his previous life. He didn't want to know, and he didn't want to know. But now, as if he was destined in the dark, he met Chu Tian and remembered the past.

Overly complicated feelings rolled in his heart. Therefore, for the rest of the Wei Kingdom, he wanted to avoid Chu Tian and avoid all kinds of things in his previous life. But the more he tried to avoid it, the more he cared.

He found that feelings were so uncontrollable.

The current self is exactly the same as the self in the previous life. It is a lonely and indifferent, hard-hearted person, a person who only pursues his own goal, even if it is bloody and bloody all the way. I don't believe in ghosts and gods, I don't believe in people, and my destiny is alone.

However, when he met her, he was defeated.

She was like a sweet and pure pear blossom on the treetops, with a little dewdrops. One early morning, it swirled down from the branches and slowly landed on his calm mirror-like heart lake.

The only wave in thousands of years.

This wave was in his heart, but it rolled up a stormy wave.

He knew what the previous life had ended, and he had guessed what she might have done. But he still cared about her, as he did then, at this moment.

Bai Chen broke away from his thoughts and walked to Chu Tian's side: "Emperor Han is indeed not a good emperor, but this matter should not be rashly acted, and it must be considered in the long run. Trust me, once everything is arranged, I'll do it. ”

Bai Chen stretched out his hand to her, wanting to help her up.

Chu Tian looked at the ground and saw the shadow of his outstretched hand, but he didn't move for a moment. He immediately got up and left the prince's mansion.

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