When Yan Yang proposed to cultivate demons by himself and abandon immortal cultivation, he thought that Chang'an would not support it, after all, Chang'an was a serious monk. Generally, the high-level cultivators of the cultivation realm should be desperate for the demon race, and they want to be entangled and fast.

But Chang'an just nodded and didn't say anything.

"Don't you ask me why I want to cultivate demons? You don't persuade me."

Chang An shook his head, "This was originally your own choice, why should I intervene more?" You're more suitable for cultivating demons."

But after saying that, he felt that his expression might not be very good, which would make Yan Yang misunderstand, so he added, "I mean that everyone has their own cultivation method, but you are better at cultivating demons, don't worry about so much else." ”

In fact, when Chang'an said the first sentence, Yan Yang already understood what he meant, but looking at this person's awkward explanation, he was afraid that he would misunderstand, which was really heartwarming.

"Chang'an, can I see what you look like?" Yan Yang knew that he was very abrupt, Chang'an had been covering his face with a mask for so long, obviously he didn't want other people to know, but he really wanted to see Chang'an's appearance.

"What do I look like?" Chang An touched his mask with his hand, a little hesitant, "But I look ugly." ”

"It's okay, I don't mind what you look like, I just want to see what you really look like"

"But" Chang'an looked a little cramped, if Yan Yang wanted to see his appearance, he was actually willing, but he felt that he couldn't see people with his appearance. Afraid that Yan Yang will be disappointed.

In the end, Chang'an took off his mask under Yan Yang's expectant gaze.

The whole person is safe and sound, and his appearance is very ordinary, which is the kind that cannot be found immediately when placed in the crowd.

Chang'an is very nervous, and this appearance naturally cannot be compared with the original. Compared with Ye Wanxiao's heavenly appearance, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is ugly.

Chang An Jian saw Yan Yang staring at him for a long time without speaking, thinking that he was too disappointed, so he asked cautiously, "I'm sorry, I scared you."

After speaking, he immediately picked up the mask and was about to put it on, Yan Yang grabbed Chang'an's wrist.

"Not ugly, in fact, you are very beautiful, classical beauty, do you know? That's it" Yan Yang felt that his long appearance was not outstanding, but his eyes were smart and his appearance was delicate, and he was really not ugly. I thought that Chang'an might be inferior because of his appearance, and maybe he was often disliked.

"Isn't it ugly, do you really think so?" Chang'an was a little happy to hear this, in fact, he was a little sad when he first saw the appearance that the system gave him. Because it's really not very pretty.

Chang'an smiled shyly at Yan Yang, "Then I won't wear a mask in the future."

Although the days in Suo Po Market are not good, the temperature difference between day and night, from time to time there are others to provoke, a large number of people will fight because of a little resource, after all, the resources here are too scarce.

Every time there was a fight, Chang'an rushed to the front, protecting Yan Yang. After all, there are everyone in Suo Po Ruins, and sometimes they will be beaten by others if they can't beat others, and Chang'an will always be injured a little.

Just now, the habitat of the two was forcibly occupied by an out-of-body demon cultivator. Chang'an was unwilling, it was a cave he finally found, at first he disliked that the cave was too small, and he went to dig it himself.

And there are also materials he found for Yan Yang and himself. I thought this place was remote enough that no one would pay attention, but I didn't expect it to be found.

But after all, Chang'an was only a Yuanying Cultivator, and he couldn't defeat a demon cultivator who was two levels higher than him. After doing so, he still failed to recapture the cave, and in order to protect Yanyang, Chang'an himself was seriously injured. Fortunately, the demon cultivators didn't kill them all, but just occupied the cave and threw them out of the barrier.

Although there was no danger, Yan Yang still didn't dare to relax, there were several wounds on Chang'an's body, deep to the bone, and blood was left along the fingertips covering the wounds, splashing a drop of blood on the ground.

"Chang'an, how are you", Yan Yang anxiously wanted to check Chang'an's injury, but was stopped by Chang'an.

"I'm fine, don't worry", as soon as the words fell, Chang'an felt a sweetness in his throat, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, but this was not over, the blood kept flowing out of his mouth, and Chang'an's best restraint was useless.

"I'm afraid it's hurting my lungs", Chang'an just assessed his injury, and his eyes went dark and he fainted.

Yan Yang had been observing Chang'an's injury, and when he saw that he suddenly fainted, he immediately caught his fallen body.

"Chang'an!" Yan Yang stubbornly wiped the blood flowing from Chang'an's mouth with his empty hands, but it was only in vain.

As the blood continued to flow out, Chang'an's face became whiter and whiter, and Yan Yang desperately called for "Yan Yang" in his brain.

"Senior Yan, can you hear me? Please come out of Chang'an", kept calling but did not get a response, Yan Yang felt a little desperate in his heart.

"What's going on? Keep calling, my brain hurts when it's noisy", "Yan Yang" has a weak voice coming out of Yan Yang's brain.

"Senior, Chang'an, he was injured, very seriously injured, can you save him?".

"Yan Yang" listened, and after a few breaths, he showed his origin. This was the first time he appeared in front of Yan Yang. There is not much difference from the current Yan Yang's appearance, but the figure is more upright, the face is more handsome and majestic, and the demonic energy of the body, even if he is in a weak state now, he can know how strong his previous strength was, and the temperament of his whole body is incomparable to Yan Yang.

"Senior", Yan Yang anxiously explained the situation in Chang'an to "Yan Yang", a little panicked, and the more he said, the more vague he became.

"Yan Yang" interrupted him, "Okay, don't say it, I'll check it out." After speaking, he put one hand on the back of Chang'an's heart, and let go of his divine sense to check his situation.

After looking at it for a while, Yan Yang's brows were tightly closed, and he found that something was wrong. After half a cup of tea, he took his hand back.

"His condition is okay, but he was seriously injured to the point of his heart, lost too much blood and fell into a coma, and there is not much danger to his life."

"Great, it's okay"

"Don't be so happy first, I haven't finished my words yet", Yan Yang "frowned on his forehead, this is too unstable, could it be that he was so fuss back then?

"Chang'an's body is not a big deal, but his body is so weak, not because he is injured, but because he lost half of his soul."

"What, lost half of your soul?" Yan Yang was taken aback, "How come?" ”。 Of course, he knew the importance of the soul to the monk.

A person with a crippled soul is not even a complete person. After his death, his soul was mutilated, and he didn't even have a chance to be reincarnated.

"Why, how did he lose half of his soul?"

"Yan Yang" thought for a moment and said to him, "According to my observation, the other half of his soul was stripped of by life."

After hearing this, Yan Yang was very sad in his heart, who could do such a conscientious thing to Chang'an? Stripping off half of the soul, how painful it must be, how much hatred and hatred it has, to be so ruthless to Chang'an.

Lost half of his soul, still in Suo Po Ruins, these two things are connected, Yan Yang felt that Chang'an must have been framed like him, he remembered that every time he asked why he appeared in Suo Po Ruins, Chang An was reluctant to speak, his face was in a trance, and his heart suddenly became sour.

In fact, "Yan Yang" didn't say it at all, when he investigated, he found that Chang'an's body had the breath of a 10,000-year-old tree fruit, and he instinctively thought of it being related to Ye Wanxiao.

However, although the 10,000-year-old tree fruit is scarce, it is not just that one, so I didn't think much about it. Maybe Chang'an may be a figure under a major sect.

"Yan Yang" sighed, although he often fell into dormancy in order to preserve his soul power, but after all, he was a remnant soul, and the time to dissipate was almost up.

In fact, he disdains to trust anyone, but since Yan Yang thinks that this Chang'an can be trusted, let him go.

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