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No one remembers the person Fan Chen, including the servants of Minde Mansion, and they don't remember that there is a young master. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If it weren't for the people of the Yabisi Town, if it wasn't for the powerful power of that little girl, who induced the power in Xi Yao's body, it wouldn't have been stimulated, and maybe it would have disappeared completely with Xi Yao's death. Xi Yao regained her strength, and she could return to the Chaos Realm and return to her home.

Xi Yao was lying under the blood jade tree, once Fan Chen was lying on the side, she turned sideways, as if looking at Fan Chen lying beside her, she muttered: "You really existed, it's not an illusion, why doesn't this world remember you?"

The corpse wolves walked in one after another, gathered around the blood jade tree, surrounded Xi Yao, and lay on the ground, lying quietly.

"Help me find him, okay?" said Xi Yao to the corpse wolves.

The corpse wolf didn't respond, just got up and left.

Since then, people everywhere can often see elusive corpse wolves, sometimes in groups, sometimes alone, as if looking for something.

One day, the corpse wolves collectively returned to the Chaos Realm, returned to Xi Yao's side, and raised their heads and roared.

Xi Yao's haze-covered face finally showed a smile of hope, and she followed the corpse wolf out of the Chaos Realm all the way to Kunlun Mountain.

In the vast snow-white mountain, countless corpse wolves slowly moved forward, with great momentum, and there was a thin long-haired girl among the corpse wolves.

"Stop! Kunlun Holy Land, how can there be any reason for such filthy things to approach!" Several white-clothed disciples stood on the rocks, holding swords at Xi Yao in the distance.

"Oh-" The corpse wolves raised their heads and howled to the sky, then lowered their heads one after another, their blood-red pupils looking at the people in the distance.

The snow was falling, and countless pairs of blood-colored demon eyes were watching people, and any move would ignite a bloody and brutal massacre.

"Excuse me, have you ever seen a silver-haired boy? Probably so tall, he doesn't like to talk, his temper is not very good, and his cold temperament is the same as the weather here, which makes people feel cold. Xi Yao looked expectantly at the white-clothed disciple in the distance.

People don't think this girl is a demon, but if the group of corpse wolves around her has nothing to do with her, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

"No!" a man replied loudly, he didn't want these corpse wolves to pollute the Kunlun Holy Land.

"Why...... Why are you lying to me? Why are you blocking me...... Why don't you let me see him? Why ......" Xi Yao's emotions became more and more excited, the snow was falling, but the wind direction was surprisingly consistent, gathered behind Xi Yao, the snow was gradually dyed red, dyed into the color of blood, bright and dazzling, frightening, as if the air was sprinkled with blood.

"Oh-" The corpse wolves roared again, agitated, and grinned one by one, revealing the fishy smell of demons.

"How...... How...... Yes, senior brother...... What should I do......" Seeing this, several white-clothed disciples all stepped back and asked the person in the middle in unison.

"What...... What the...... ......What to do? Go and report ......"

"Senior brother...... Too late to ......"

"Why? Why do you all lie to me? They all say they haven't seen him, they all say they don't know him, why do you want to stop me from seeing him?" Xi Yao opened a pair of watery black eyes, innocently looking at the white-clothed men in the distance, but the eyes were changing rapidly, and they were gradually dyed red by blood. The blood-colored miasma behind him spun and gathered rapidly.

“...... Interestless Elder!"

The white-clothed disciples saw the timely appearance of the Immortal Elder, and the hearts hanging on the boundary of death fell one by one.

"Long time no see, kid. Elder Wuxi stroked his gray beard and walked towards Xi Yao.

When Xi Yao saw the old man with a good face, she calmed down a little, "When have we met?"

"That kid named Fanchen brought you here, but you shouldn't be impressed. ”

Xi Yao heard Fan Chen's name, a smile appeared on her face, and finally someone said that she knew Fan Chen, she laughed out of tears, "I know that he is not an illusion, he is real." ”

"Are you coming for him, or are they coming for him? If they go up like this, my White House will be flattened by them. Elder Wuxi asked patiently.

Xi Yao looked at the sight of the Restless Elder, in Xi Yao's eyes, the corpse wolves were not corpses, not carrion, not demons, they were all father's Deadpool, they were all good children, Xi Yao smiled at the corpse wolves, like a family member, and said softly: "Go back, I found him." ”

The corpse wolves obediently turned their heads and descended the mountain one after another.

Xi Yao turned her head and looked at Elder Wuxi, the murderous aura on her body had faded, the blood-colored miasma had dissipated, and the blood in her eyes was gone, she asked expectantly, "He's on the mountain, right?"

Elder Wuxi nodded, "That kid is too stubborn, but he should be very happy to see you, you come with me, there is something to help me return to him, I don't need it." ”

Xi Yao followed Elder Wuxi up the mountain and came to the White House.

"Do you recognize these two swords?"

"It's his Ji Twin Spirit Sword. ”

"That's right, it's his. This is a spirit sword, the sword is born from the heart, and it will not recognize the owner casually. This is his sword, ordinary people can't use it at all, give it back to him. ”

"Huh?" Xi Yao didn't understand, why this sword was in the old man's hand, in Xi Yao's impression, Fan Chen was not someone who would casually give his things to others, unless he didn't want it.

However, this sword has always followed him, and even grown up with him, how could he not want it?

"What, don't you want to?" Elder Wuxi asked when he saw Xi Yao in a daze.

"Nope. Xi Yao took the sword, but didn't hold it, the sword was very heavy, and it smashed to the ground, which was completely different from its light appearance.

"Questions?"

"No, old man, where is he?" Xi Yao squatted down, clenched the hilt of the sword, and struggled to pick up the sword.

"On that snowy mountain," Elder Wuxi pointed to the mountain in the distance, "Child, it's a bit hard to climb this way!"

Xi Yao looked up, clenched the sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I searched all corners of the world just to find him, and now that he is in front of me, it is already a great luck, this road is not difficult." ”

Elder Wuxi didn't speak, just quietly watched Xi Yao walk away.

The higher the snow-capped mountain, the greater the wind and snow, the north wind howled, skimming Xi Yao's thin clothes, and her cheeks hurt hotly, but she was full of joy, she dragged the heavy Ji Twin Spirit Sword and climbed towards the highest snow-capped mountain.

Imagine whether the first time you meet him, you will shed tears without a breath. What to say in the first sentence? How to express how much she misses him? And how to explain what happened to Achi, he is so stingy, maybe he is still angry!

Xi Yao shivered, the wind and snow were rampant, she couldn't see the road ahead, her sight was occupied by snow, and she couldn't even open her eyes.

Xi Yao gritted her teeth and endured the attack of the cold, but the corners of her mouth kept a long-lost smile, and the long-lost happiness rippled in her heart, warm, like the winter sun, she climbed up step by step, and every step she stepped on was worth celebrating, because she was one step closer.

"He must still be angry, so hiding on this isolated snow-capped mountain, will he be shocked to see me?" Xi Yao bit her lip, but her heart was sweet, imagining that when she went down the mountain, she had to let him carry her down the mountain, so as not to waste her going up the mountain so hard.

Perhaps God had mercy on Xi Yao, the wind and snow began to get smaller, and Xi Yao climbed the last slope.

Xi Yao saw a figure in the distance, she couldn't take any breath, dragged Ji Shuang's spirit sword, regardless of the soreness of her arm, and approached the figure as fast as she could.

"Fanchen, I'll ...... ......"

The smile on Xi Yao's face froze instantly.

Ji Shuang's spirit sword slipped from Xi Yao's hand and fell to the ground.

Xi Yao was in place, tears filled her eyes, she shook her head, "No, no......"

It was not a figure, but a tombstone, a cold tombstone standing on the top of a snow-capped mountain, in the wind and snow.

"Fan Chen, I'm here, I'm Xi Yao, where are you?" Xi Yao walked around the tombstone, walked to the other side, and shouted, "Fan Chen, I'm Xi Yao, I'm here, where are you?" It's cold here, I want to go home, take me home, Fan Chen, stop playing, I know you're here, don't hide......

The top of the mountain is not big, it is clear at a glance, but Xi Yao stubbornly went around and around, but did not look at the tombstone, only bypassed the tomb, she cried and said: "Fan Chen, are you still angry with me? blame me for forgetting you, isn't it? Fan Chen, don't be so stingy......

Xi Yao knelt in the snow and cried loudly, "Fanchen, where are you? Don't leave me, I'm Xi Yao, please don't leave me, I'm here, where are you? Where are you hiding? Do you know that I've been looking for you for a long time, why don't you leave without saying a word, why don't you tell me the truth, you can tell me, you can also scold me, at least remind me of you, you can leave me!"

Xi Yao caught a glimpse of the Ji Twin Spirit Sword on the ground, which turned into blue smoke again, and disappeared into the snow, leaving no trace.

"Don't, don't be like this, don't ......"

Xi Yao watched Ji Shuang's spirit sword turn into nothing, does this mean that Fan Chen is really gone.

Xi Yao's hands were propped up on the snow, her knees were on the ice and snow, and she crawled to the grave step by step, tears falling like rain and dripping into the snow.

"Don't be like this, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe you will be so bad, leave me and go by yourself, I don't believe it......" Xi Yao crawled to the edge of the grave, digging the frozen soil crowded with ice and snow with her bare hands, her nails were broken, and a pair of clean and delicate hands were suddenly dripping with blood.

Xi Yao dug up the grave, there was a crystal coffin inside, Xi Yao put the only remaining temperature on the crystal coffin, the coffin left blood stains, she grabbed the white snow next to her, rubbed her hands, rubbed the blood clean, and re-smeared it on the crystal coffin.

In the coffin lay a familiar person, with long silver-white hair, long eyelashes, a straight nose, and amorous thin lips. The face is bloodless, as white as snow, but it is still beautiful, like an ice sculpture.

Xi Yao shook her head, incredulous.

The blood-colored miasma instantly condensed, and the crystal coffin was burst and shattered into countless pieces.

"Scoundrel! Don't play me dead!"

Xi Yao's fingers were close to the tip of Fan Chen's nose, there was no breath, his body was cold and stiff, he had been dead for a long time, his body was not corroded, and it was only because of the ice and snow here.