Yicheng –

The white-clothed Daoist stood in front of the gate of Yicheng, which was already a prosperous city, since Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji's party left, each family had carried out various management in these places, and many places like Yicheng were already prosperous.

Looking at the rebuilt Yicheng, Xiao Xingchen found the Yizhuang where he used to live, and looking at the familiar house, Xiao Xingchen's heart tingled.

Things are not people, those people back then have long been separated, Xiao Xingchen walked towards a coffin, but there was a thick straw in it, he found that this place seems to have been cleaned recently, but after thinking about it, this is Yizhuang, where the corpses are parked, how can no one clean it?

Just as he was thinking, a man also dressed in white stood in the doorway.

Dressed in white, with a white veil on his eyes, he looked like him at the beginning, the point was that his left arm was empty, and he was carrying a pitch-black sword behind him.

Disaster relief! Looking at that familiar sword, isn't that Xue Yang's sword?! Could it be that the white-clothed Taoist in front of him is Xue Yang?!!

Hyosungchen walked towards him, and the sound of footsteps caught the man's attention, and he descended from his sheath and headed straight for Hyosungchen.

Frost Hua came out in an instant, blocking the attack of the disaster, the man frowned, and asked sharply, "Who is it?!" ”

"You..."

The man's body trembled when he heard Hyosungchen's voice, his voice was all too familiar to him, it was Hyosungchen! It's really Hyosungchen!!

Wrong... Can't let him know it's me, he'll hate me! He must hate me!!

"You... What's it called?" Hyosungchen asked hesitantly.

"Xue... Xue Chengmei..."I knew how much I rejected this name at the beginning, but now I want to use this name, Xue Yang pulled the corners of his mouth, sighed, and lowered his voice.

When he heard the word Xue, Xiao Xingchen was stunned, but when he heard this unfamiliar name, he felt countless losses in his heart.

"Under Dawn Stardust." He is still the white-clothed Taoist, but he is the white-clothed Taoist who has a person in his heart.

No one knew that that person's name was Xue Yang... That Xue Yang, who was called the most heinous...

Of course I know it's you, Dao Chief, I miss you so much... The sugar you gave me earlier is already broken... Dao Chief, Yangyang really misses you...

Xue Yang's right hand was behind his back, clenched tightly, and he slowly groped his way to the table, his back to Xiao Xingchen.

"Disaster relief... Why is it on you? Xiao Xingchen asked suddenly.

Xue Yang was stunned, his head was very low, and he seemed to be thinking of a perfect reply.

How could he have forgotten that the Dao Chief should be visible now, how could Xiao Xingchen not know him when he killed so many people with the disaster in the first place!

"Disaster ......" was anxious for a while, Xue Yang's voice sounded in the room, and hearing a familiar voice, Xiao Xingchen stepped forward and grabbed Xue Yang's right arm.

"Xue Yang?! Isn't it you! Xiao Xingchen asked excitedly.

"I'm not, I'm not Xue Yang, no!"

Xiao Xingchen looked at his excited appearance, held him down, and ripped the white veil off his eyes.

It's still that familiar face, but the sparkling eyes at the beginning have reached him, leaving hollow and deep-set eye sockets.

His white yarn was torn off, and Xue Yang tried to cover his face with his only remaining right arm, but Xiao Xingchen stopped moving, but gently wrapped the white yarn back.

Xue Yang's right hand was lowered and held on the hilt of the sword of Calamity, as if Xiao Xingchen would come out of the sheath if he made any more abnormal movements.

The two stood opposite each other, neither of them speaking.