Chapter 901: The Heart Is Like Stagnant Water!

He stood quietly beside the white wildflowers, dressed in ordinary clothes, with a warm temperament, and a deep and lonely gaze, as if he had buried endless thoughts and loneliness. Such a familiar gaze seemed to be engraved in her memory, so that she could never bear to be harsh, even at this moment, she had already experienced the world and her heart was like stagnant water.

Lin Yu retracted his gaze, lowered his eyebrows slightly, slowly walked to Yue Yunshen's side, and asked casually: "What a coincidence, I didn't expect Brother Yue to leave yet, I don't know where Brother Yue wants to go on this trip?" ”

Yue Yunshen looked at her, as if he had made up some kind of determination, and the temperament of the whole person also changed in an instant, he looked at her and said quietly: "Yunxi, I'm waiting for you." ”

"Wait for me?" Lin Yuhu looked at Yue Yunshen suspiciously, not understanding why he suddenly became a little strange.

"Yes, I'm waiting for you." Yue Yunshen's expression was calm, but he seemed to have some kind of desperate despair, he said word by word: "Wait for you to take me to the rivers and lakes, travel to the mortal world, meet heroes and heroes from all walks of life, and walk all over the mountains and rivers of Dayu, grasslands and deserts, and snowy plateaus." ”

"Who the hell are you?" Lin Yu took a step back, holding the Snow Breaking Sword, his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at Yue Yunshen coldly, and asked sharply.

"Yunxi, today, I want to tell you something, I have been hiding it from you for five years, I hope you can understand. Actually, I am not a mortal, nor am I a disciple of a hermit master, but a monk, just like you, from the realm of cultivation. Yue Ming is just a pseudonym I took when I came to the mortal world. My real identity is the seventy-second generation head of the Yongzhou Yue family, Yue Yunshen. ”

After Yue Yunshen finished saying this, his expression was still as calm as ever, as if he was laughing at himself, and as if he was desperate, a smile appeared faintly on the corner of his mouth, but there was endless sadness hidden in his eyes.

Lin Yu's face was pale, she looked coldly at the purple-clothed man opposite, she couldn't help but retreat again and again, her eyes couldn't stop a burst of wetness, this person, what he said was exactly the same as Yue Yunshen in his previous life when he confessed his life experience to her in Dayu East China Sea, word for word.

Why did he have these memories, why did he know these things?

Who the hell is he?

"Who the hell are you? Why do you know these things? Lin Yu was full of vigilance, as if he had already guessed the answer, and he was shaky, wanting to flee at any time.

"Yunxi, I am Yue Ming, who has traveled to the mortal world with you for five years, and I am also Yue Yunshen, who once went to Kunlun Xu to ask Mingchen Zhenjun to marry you." Yue Yunshen looked at her deeply, his expression was desolate, his eyes were empty, as if he had traveled through thousands of years, "I, like you, remember everything in my previous life." ”

Lin Yu's hand holding the sword couldn't stop trembling, she quietly looked at the familiar and unfamiliar man opposite, and after a while, she finally couldn't help but laugh in a low voice, and said sarcastically: "Then do you remember the Yue family head who watched Northern Xuanzong being slaughtered in his previous life, Mu Yun Zhenjun, who watched Beixuanzong being slaughtered but watched coldly and indifferently?" ”

"Yunxi, in my previous life, I was sorry for you, sorry for Beixuanzong."

"I'm sorry, haha, I'm sorry!" Lin Yu laughed, tears sliding silently down the corners of his eyes, "If you say I'm sorry, can you let me get everything back?" My master, my teacher, my brothers and sisters? Can you let me get back what was once the most important thing? ”

"Yunxi, I'm sorry." Yue Yunshen's eyes were sad, and he wanted to take a step forward, but he hesitated, and in the end, he just quietly looked at Lin Yu who was on the verge of collapse.