The clouds dispersed, and the moonlight fell and was sewn on the surface of the lake, stitch by stitch.

Yan Ying and Si Chen sat side by side on the boulder on the river beach, half a person apart.

The smell on his body was very familiar to Si Chen, it used to be her favorite smell, the smell of apples. At the time of this realization, she had never eaten an apple, but she had heard him say that it was crunchy, sweet, and delicious, so she stubbornly thought that his smell was the smell of apples. When she got out of the desert, she finally saw the apple and knew the apple, but she had never tasted the fruit so far.

Now, what had been her favorite apple scent had been mixed with a pungent booze, and after mixing it up, it had become a taste she hated.

Yan Ying followed her in silence for a while, looked down at the hand she put at her side, and suddenly smiled in a flirtatious tone:

"Can I hold your hand?"

Si Chen glanced at him coldly.

Yan Ying smiled, he just said, asked, wanted to break the silence of wasting time.

He looked at her, smiled, and asked softly:

"Hate me?"

His breath was slightly chaotic in the middle of the way, as if he was expecting an answer, and he didn't know what answer he was expecting.

She looked at him, the corners of her eyes glowing with a cold that was repelling for thousands of miles, and her eyes were flowing like daggers, black as a deep pool. The rosy lips were like blades, and they pursed a cold arc.

She looked at him for a moment, then spoke softly, and replied, "There are no more intense emotions like that. ”

"That's right." He smiled faintly, looked away from her face, and lowered his eyes.

He felt that her calm answer was like the inquisitor announcing the death sentence to the prisoner without emotion, and his inner feelings were more complicated than that of the prisoner being tried, for he did not know the date of his execution.

Once again, the two fell silent.

"Back then, did you leave Shengzi Mountain just to avenge the Yan family?" She asked him in a whisper.

Yan Ying laughed and did not answer.

In his chuckle, the refusal to answer was obvious.

Si Chen didn't ask, she was silent for a moment, stood up, and wanted to leave.

"Don't go!" Yan Ying reached out to pull her, letting her smile reveal a little tiredness and loneliness.

Si Chen dodged his hand.

"Do you want to do it with me?" She looked at him expressionlessly and asked coldly.

"I don't want to. I just want you to stay for a while. ”

"If you don't answer me, I have no reason to stay."

"Let's not talk about this today, just stay together quietly for a while, don't talk about political affairs, don't talk about the five countries, just talk about you and me, isn't it?"

"What is there to say between you and me? Why should I stay with you for a while, just because that makes you happy? Do I have a reason to make you happy? She looked at him with a faint gaze, and the words that came out of her beautifully shaped lips were as sharp and cold as ice.

Yan Ying was dumbfounded.

Si Chen looked at him, without any deliberate disguise, and there was no trace of temperature in his charming eyebrows:

"You always think about yourself, you want to find someone in the Holy Son Mountain who can help you send loneliness and pain, someone who can protect you in the Holy Son Mountain, so you are with me. When you have the ability to go back for revenge, you used me to get what you wanted from the Holy Son Mountain, and you used me as your cover and threw me out without hesitation and successfully escaped. Everything you do to me is for yourself......"

She paused: "There's nothing wrong with people doing this for themselves, I'm not a ten-year-old anymore, I already understand this reality, and I've learned it." ”

Her tone was calm and quiet, as if she were telling him something that had nothing to do with her.

Yan Ying's heart was cold.

"Not without hesitation......" he muttered in a voice that he could only hear, a little weak.

He lowered his head, his eyes were dim as if sprinkled with a layer of dust, he smiled bitterly, and said in a sighing tone:

"Don't talk about your past and mine, okay? It's like I have no heart or liver, and I've been with you for so many years just to take advantage of you, and I didn't plan to escape from the moment I entered the Holy Son Mountain, I ......"

At the end, he spoke in a slight hurry, and he couldn't finish it.

He didn't know if it was because he was poor in words, or because he couldn't say any more because of the thousands of emotions surging in his heart.

Si Chen's red lips pursed slightly, looked at him, and said in a low voice: "I asked you one last time, did you leave Shengzi Mountain just to avenge the Yan family?"

Yan Ying lowered his eyes, but he still didn't answer.

Si Chen stared at him for a while, then turned around silently, about to leave.

At this moment, only a loud bang was heard, which was deafening, and even the earth shook violently a few times.

Si Chen frowned and looked at the source of the loud voice, the snowy peak hidden in the night in the distance.

Yan Ying also stood up.

His expression swept away his previous melancholy after the loud noise, and returned to normal.

"What's going on?" Si Chen raised his head, looked at Xue Feng suspiciously, and muttered softly.

"The gods are angry." Yan Ying replied with a smile.

"What?" Si Chen looked at him with the eyes of a fool.

"It is said that the gods live on the snow peaks of the Famous Sword Villa, and the gods have also guarded the famous Sword Villa for generations." Yan Ying explained to her seriously.

Si Chen looked at him with demented eyes.

"You believe it?"

"Believe." Yan Ying nodded and said with a smile.

Si Chen looked at him suspiciously.

"Probably something to do with the vision I had a few days ago." Yan Ying looked at the snow peak in the distance and said, after a pause, he lowered his head and looked at her, "People outside say that His Royal Highness the Phoenix Lord of the Phoenix Underworld can divinate the future, so have you ever divined for your future?" He suddenly asked something completely unrelated to the previous topic.

"It's none of your business." Si Chen replied lightly.

"Then can you make a divination for me?" Yan Ying didn't care about her coldness, smiled and asked her.

"I've done it for you."

"What is the result?" Yan Ying bent the corners of her eyes and asked curiously.

"As a result, you will die at my hands." Si Chen looked at him calmly, looked at him calmly, and the words that could not be calmer could not be calmer gently overflowed from her lips.

She took a half step back, turned around, and left, her back quickly disappearing into the darkness of the night.

Yan Ying hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, he looked at the endless night, it was undeniable that his heart was suddenly cold, cold through his heart and lungs, he tried his best to ignore it, maintaining a smile on the corner of his lips, but the cold chill could not go away for a long time.

……

Midnight.

Si Chen lay on the bed, his eyes staring straight at the top of the bed.

Yan Ying, unknown forces, the Yan family's annihilation case, the four major villages, the seven small villages, the famous sword villa, the treasure of the town of the famous sword villa that I have never heard of, and the loud bang tonight......

She connected them together, thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure it out, she couldn't guess what these messy messages represented when they were connected into a line.

Also, Shen Run suddenly appeared in the Famous Sword Villa, what was he looking for?

She didn't think someone like him would sneak here just by hearing an uncertain rumor of a treasure hunt.

Si Chen bit his lip.