Wen Yan thought that he was so bad to him, he had already abandoned him in the torrent of dust......

It turned out that he still remembered him.

If he hadn't been so proud, if he had dared to take a step, would there have been a different future between them?

After a long time, Wen Yan smiled and asked lightly: "Night Terror, are you willing to listen to a story?" ”

Night Terror sneered: "I'm not interested." ”

Wen Yan: "......" Why don't you play cards according to common sense?

But this did not affect Wen Yan's decision, and he smiled and said, "Since you and Lu Xinghe have inherited his alchemy method, they can be regarded as destined people, aren't they?" ”

The corners of Ye Jinghong's mouth twitched, and he said, "Since you want to buy and sell, let's say it." ”

Wen Yan slowly walked to the tree and sat on the ground, took out a wine bottle from the ring and threw it to Night Terror: "Can I drink?" ”

Night Terror sneered: "You are seriously injured and still drinking, I'm afraid you want to die?" ”

Having said that, he was already sitting on the ground beside Wen Yan.

"The most important treasures have been lost, it doesn't matter if I keep my life or not......" Wen Yan pulled out the cap of the bottle, raised his head and took a sip of wine, the sharp pain made his face pale, but his eyes became more and more gentle.

He lowered his eyes, gently rubbed the ring on his hand, his expression was incredibly soft, and he said slowly.

"That young man is a squeamish bag, he can't endure the hardships of cultivation, but he is also a person who likes alchemy.

Because alchemy is a breeze for him, he can see the Dan Qi, he can see the medicinal Qi and the Aura...... Everyone praised him, saying that he was the number one genius in the mainland.

The young man was so proud, so innocent and so brilliant that he was so dazzling at that time that no one was willing to take his eyes off him as long as he appeared, no one, not even the young man's enemies and opponents.

But those eyes were a gift from heaven to the young man, and they were also punishment.

Because of those eyes, many achievements and glory that others have worked so hard to get are at his fingertips, and because of those eyes, he never knows hard work and hard work, and his life is smooth sailing, arrogant and extravagant, once the days are long, he can't refine a higher level of elixir as he grows older, he is defeated by gossip and malicious right and wrong.

The young man who was put down to the Western Alliance was still hopeful at first, and he waited day by day, waiting for his relatives, friends, and elders to take him back, but what he waited for was a sentence from his sworn enemy: 'The waste is not qualified to return to the Dan League'. ”

At this point, Night Terror heard Wen Yan's nasal voice even heavier, and the sadness and remorse in it almost completely drowned him out.

But he suddenly didn't know, and recalled everything like a masochist.

After that, the young man finally realized that these people who kept saying that they loved him really only loved his talent for alchemy, and he who couldn't make alchemy became a wasted person, and he was only worthy of fending for himself on the frontier.

He was afraid, afraid of being given up, afraid of being forgotten, he was alchemy as if he had gone crazy, but the pill he refined with insufficient strength was always a failure, a failure, a failure.

The teenager is completely caught up in self-denial and doubt until a woman appears.

The woman understands him, tolerates him, and comforts him...... gave him a warmth that ordinary people can't give, he longed to be loved too much, and after being abandoned by the whole world, so the woman made him open his heart almost effortlessly......"

(End of chapter)