"I don't want to go back."

Even if he returns to his original world, he is a person who lives a step-by-step mechanical life, living a 9-to-5 life, and he has to carry everything by himself regardless of his parents.

Here, there is a senior brother who takes care of himself like a parent, a friend like Ning Wangshu, a senior sister who is like this, a good apprentice Ye Yizhou, and Yan Yang who he cares about.

In contrast, this is like my home, and this is the life I want. There are people here who want to face him, and he is no longer bound by the consciousness of the world, so why can't he stay?

"Ding, the system reminds the host that there will only be a nine-star alignment once in a million years, and if the host chooses not to go back, then there really will be no way back"

"I figured it out, I'm going to stay here"

The system was silent for a long time, "I hope you don't regret it." ”

After today, there is no longer any known plot, so I can only rely on myself step by step.

"System, I want to make a deal with you, is that okay?"

"Ding, what does the host want to trade with the system?"

"I want to go to Suo Po Market to accompany Yan Yang, can you let me be separated."

Ye Wanxiao knew that there was chaos in Suo Po Ruins, and he knew that Yan Yang would suffer a lot inside, and all of this was caused by him. He couldn't make up for anything himself, but he wanted to be with Yan Yang.

Even if you just look at him, it would be nice to be able to stay with him in another form.

"Ding, the system can provide the host with a clone equivalent to the original body, but ......"

"No matter what, but, as long as you can", 10 years, he can't leave Xiaoyao Peak for so long, if he wants to be with Yan Yang, he can only clone himself, but he is far from reaching the cultivation realm that can be separated, and he can only rely on the help of the system.

"Host, theoretically speaking, you have to pretend to be exactly the same, you are unlikely, and if you want to create a doppelganger, you need to separate half of your soul"

"Ordinary souls?"

"Yes, with a body of different appearances, it is placed in half of your soul, but if something happens to your other half of your body, you yourself will be affected."

"Are you saying that if there can't be two mes, then I can't explain my identity to Yan Yang?"

"Yes, and the pain of stripping the soul is not something that ordinary people can bear, host, don't forget that you still bear half of the pain for Yan Yang, you have done so much for Yan Yang, but he himself doesn't know, does it make sense?"

Ye Wanxiao was at a loss, does it make sense? He didn't know either, but he had fallen in love with him in the half a year he had been with Yan Yang, maybe just like Yan Yang, but he didn't find out about it.

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In the Suo Po Ruins, there is no sky, and the surroundings are like a chaotic unopened. There is no sun, moon or stars, so it is impossible to distinguish between white and night.

It was a barren continent independent of the Three Realms, with a harsh climate, dangers, and extremely difficult conditions. Those who were exiled were all extremely vicious people in the Three Realms, or they were not recognized existences, or they were framed by high-ranking and powerful people like Yan Yang.

But since he has entered the ruins of Supo, how can there be any innocent and not innocent, in order to survive, no one has a life in his hands. Natural selection, survival of the fittest, to live, can only be ruthless and strong.

It hurts, it hurts to dig into the heart.

Yan Yang opened his eyes, and the dim sky came into his eyes. Just now, the shelter he had managed to find was occupied. No matter how desperately he resisted, it would be useless, he couldn't beat the man.

I was not only driven away, but also trampled on my dignity.

"Hahaha, kowtow to me, call a grandfather and I'll offend you, otherwise Lao Tzu will break your fingers one by one."

Yan Yang was lying on the ground, and the foot on his body stepped on his back hard, and the force was so great that he felt that his backbone was about to break.

"You dream", want me to give in, impossible.

The man sneered, "It's all come to this point, you still dare to pretend to be an uncle in front of me, today I want you to know, who is the uncle"

After speaking, he stepped on Yan Yang's hand directly, obviously he could directly cut off his spiritual vein, but he used such a humiliating way.

Yan Yang's face turned pale, his eyes were closed, and his teeth were so hard that he even bit his lips. Ten fingers connected to the heart, it would hurt a lot, but Yan Yang endured it like this, even if it hurt again, he refused to make a sound.

The man didn't see Yan Yang's screams, and he didn't have a sense of accomplishment in his heart, and wanted to kill him directly, Yan Yang thought he was dead, he could feel that the man's sword had already reached the top of his head, but he didn't expect someone to save him.

Yan Yang tried to move his fingers, and suddenly, a heart-piercing pain came, Yan Yang was in a trance, this hand was probably useless.

Closing his eyes and accumulating some strength, Yan Yang sat up little by little with his barely able to move left hand. It's just such a simple action, but it took him a lot of effort and a cold sweat.

"Senpai, are you there?" Yan Yang shouted weakly, his voice was as small as a mosquito, and he didn't know who he was talking about.

After a while, a black shadow flashed to Yan Yang's side, wearing a black cloak and a demon mask, it was the black-robed man who had saved his life twice, the last time he was in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, he saved himself under the demon spider, and he saved him again.

"Your hand can still be cured, but the meridians are broken, and you won't be able to exert yourself if it's too painful. Once you have reshaped the meridians, you can return to the original state. It was still the same hoarse and old voice.

Yan Yang lowered his eyes, "Why did the seniors appear here?" ”

Yan Yang couldn't figure it out, this person was obviously a strong cultivator, and it seemed that he was at least an elder-level figure of a certain sect, how could he appear in a place like Supo Ruins?

"Nature is here for you." The black runner didn't care about Yan Yang's negative attitude, he just drugged Yan Yang's hands with his heart.

"Me? I know what the meaning of my existence in this world is, so I might as well die like this, no one cares at all."

"Yes" the black-robed man's movements slowed down a little, "Don't look down on yourself so much, you must have someone to care about, maybe the person you care about is also remembering you in their hearts." ”

When Yan Yang heard this, a figure of a person appeared in his mind, and his heart gradually ached, "No, I don't have anyone to worry about, and even if there is, the person I care about will definitely not think about me." ”

The black-robed man didn't reply, but silently helped Yan Yang finish bandaging his wounds.

"You have to adapt to all the temperatures in this world, including the human heart. You are too weak, you need to grow, you should not do this to deny yourself and confine yourself to a cage. Be strong, and you'll find out after that. In fact, there is nothing at all about the pain you think it is. ”

"You have a good rest, I'll go and let the wind out" After speaking, the black-robed man didn't care about Yanyang anymore, and turned around and left directly.

After walking a long distance, the black-robed people sat down next to each other, stretched out their hands, and untied the bandages hidden in their hands one by one, and after all of them were untied, the tragic state of these hands was revealed.

The fingers of the whole hand were swollen, purple-black, and bulging, like ripe mountain grapes. It may be that the range of movement is a little large just now, and it affects the wound that has already scabbed. There was a tingling pain, and the bright red liquid was squeezed out of the wound, and the blood came out more and more, flowing on the nails and the ground, splashing a trace of dust.

However, the black-robed man didn't pay much attention to his wounds, but his expression was in a trance, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he said in his head, "System, I hurt so much."

didn't hear the usual "ding" system prompt sound, Ye Wanxiao reacted at this time, the system was no longer there, and he had completed the task. There will be no more systems to listen to his complaints, and there will be no more systems with emotionless electronic tones awkwardly connected.

Ye Wanxiao took a deep breath, closed her eyes, rested, and didn't care about her hands anymore. After a while, the wound slowly healed on its own, and only the scars on the fingers and the blood-stained bandages on the ground witnessed the once devastated hands of the hands.

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