A rain came suddenly.

Xuan Yan looked up and felt a familiar sweet smell from the dripping rain.

"Qing Xuan, is that you?" Xuan Yan whispered softly, with a deep longing in her eyes.

He chuckled faintly and let the rain lap on him.

"What's wrong, why did you suddenly become so sad and so happy?" Ye Meng, who was beside her, felt Xuan Yan's emotional change at this moment, and couldn't help asking.

Xuan Yan didn't answer, but stretched out her arms, as if to embrace this misty drizzle that meant a new life.

Ye Meng looked at him and thought for a long time before he couldn't hear the slightest emotion and asked, "Is it her?"

"Yes, she's awake. Xuan Yan replied lightly.

"Well, your efforts have not been in vain, and the Wumen has not disappointed you. Ye Meng's tone was very calm, but her heart was not calm at all.

The moment he learned that Xuan Yan was the evil doctor Li Xuan, Ye Meng knew that in his heart, there was a person who could not be replaced by anyone.

"Congratulations. Ye Meng said again.

Xuan Yan turned her head to look at her, the smile on her face as pure as a child.

"But, have you ever thought - she, maybe she doesn't remember you anymore?" Ye Meng asked in a low voice, "Even if she remembers, Wumen will help her completely cut off this relationship." ”

Xuan Yan's expression did not change at all, he faced the rain and said lightly: "Then I will start a new relationship with her." ”

Although Xuan Yan's tone was very light, Ye Meng heard a strong confidence in it.

Ye Meng looked at his confident and determined appearance, and couldn't help but feel excited, she suddenly hoped that the heroine in Xuanyan's words was her.

With a slightly red face, Xuan Yan glanced at her, and Ye Meng said again: "How can it be so simple, with the experience of the past, Wumen will definitely protect her more carefully." ”

"Lessons from the past?" asked Xuan Yan suspiciously.

"Don't you know? The reason why there has been no saint in the witch for eighteen years is because their previous generation of saints fell in love with a man. Ye Meng explained for Xuan Yan, "They waited for eighteen years before they finally waited for a new saintess, and it was absolutely impossible for her to fall in love with someone else." ”

"A saint is also a woman after all, so what's so strange about falling in love with a man. Xuan Yan didn't care, and said lightly.

"It's different, the Holy Maiden of Wumen has been passed down to this day, and there are only three or four people who have moved the hearts of mortals, the last Holy Maiden is the most outrageous, she actually gave birth to a child for the man she loves, and because of this, Wumen will be hit hard. Ye Meng continued, she didn't know why she said so much to Xuan Yan, maybe she wanted him to be mentally prepared, maybe she just wanted him to retreat.

Xuan Yan's brows frowned slightly, he knew that the Wumen had a long heritage, and Leng Qingxuan was at least a saint of more than seventy generations, but he didn't expect that among so many saints, there were only three or four mortal hearts.

"Is it related to the exercises they cultivate, can they be pure heart and have few desires?" Xuan Yan asked, he was really a little worried, in case Leng Qingxuan became a person with a pure heart and few desires, no matter how good Xuan Yan was, no matter how deep they once loved, they might not be able to move her.

"How do I know that I have never been a saint. Ye Meng pouted and said.

Xuan Yan smiled faintly and said, "Since someone has touched the mortal heart, it means that there is a chance-"

"The chances are slim. Ye Meng poured cold water.

"At least. Xuan Yan's gaze was unprecedentedly firm, as if he had taken Leng Qingxuan to the Goddess Peak at the beginning, knowing that there were many difficulties, and even he might die, Xuan Yan did not hesitate.

As a result, he succeeded, and Leng Qingxuan was successfully rescued by him.

And now, even if Leng Qingxuan forgets her and becomes a different person, Xuan Yan will still have no hesitation, he believes that this time, he can also succeed.

"You, really love her. Ye Meng looked at Xuanyan's appearance and said helplessly.

As if hearing the loss in Ye Meng's voice, Xuan Yan's expression was slightly embarrassed, it was really inappropriate to talk about another woman with a woman who had dedicated her body to him.

"Let's go hide from the rain. Xuan Yan diverted the topic and said.

"Why, don't you like this rain very much?" Ye Meng saw Xuanyan like this, and wanted to tease him a few words to liven up the atmosphere.

But at this moment, both of them looked moved.

A middle-aged man who was as plump as jade, holding a black umbrella, slowly walked towards the two.

His steps were very light, and he looked like an ordinary person, but his appearance made Xuan Yan feel a sense of horror.

The person who came ignored Xuan Yan and came straight to Ye Meng's side.

Stretching out his hand to send it forward, the middle-aged man put the umbrella on top of Ye Meng's head, and he asked with concern, "Why don't you hide from the rain?"

"I'm going. Ye Meng looked at each other, and his eyes suddenly turned a little red.

"You've grown up and you're a slim girl. The middle-aged man said without hearing any tone.

"Three years ago, I was already growing up. Ye Meng's eyes were even redder, and there was a rare indifference in her expression.

"Are you hating me?" the middle-aged man asked.

"How dare you, my life is given by you, and what right do you have to hate you. Ye Meng looked at each other, tears rolling in her eyes.

"At least I didn't take it. The middle-aged man responded.

"Why not, I'd rather you take it with your own hands!" Ye Meng bit her lip tightly, as if trying her best not to cry.

Xuan Yan looked at Ye Meng's distressing appearance, and had already vaguely guessed the identity of the person who came.

can make Ye Meng, a female man, can't help but want to shed tears, and wants to cry, I'm afraid it's only her family, right?

"No, that's too cruel to you and to him. The middle-aged man shook his head and said.

"Therefore you have been cruel to me in order to accomplish him. Ye Meng suppressed the anger in her heart and said in a low voice.

The man didn't answer, but turned around and said lightly: "If it rains in the future, remember to use an umbrella and go back early, the saint is born, your brother needs to be stronger!"

"He needs to be stronger, what does it have to do with me, he needs to be stronger, do the old lady's!!" Ye Meng looked at his back, and finally couldn't help crying.

The middle-aged man's shoulders trembled uncontrollably, he didn't pay attention to Ye Meng anymore, but turned his head slightly and looked at Xuan Yan.

"Seeing that I didn't salute, for the sake of you taking care of her all the way, pass you a horse, and then there will be a next time, I will not be spared!" the middle-aged man said and waved his hand, Xuan Yan's legs were weak, and she knelt on the ground with a pop.

It's not that he wants to kneel, it's that the middle-aged man exerted a pressure on his calves that he couldn't resist at all-

(End of chapter)