"Master, I was born thousands of years ago, and I was born with a special bond with my master."

Xiaohong looked at Yun Yanchu and used his immature voice to pull everything back thousands of years ago.

Thousands of years ago, in Beizhou, the mother who gave birth to Xiaohong suffered a heavy blow and died shortly.

He tried his best to give birth to Xiaohong, but Xiaohong had a deficiency disease, and as a miracle dragon, the nether aura was thin and could not support him.

Heaven does not allow him to exist in heaven and earth, and his birth can be said to be the right time and place for people.

It is the mother who gave birth to Xiaohong in order to keep Xiaohong, turn away a bloodline inheritance, and cast a natural barrier for Xiaohong.

Xiaohong fell asleep and avoided the pursuit of the Heavenly Dao.

In that bloodline inheritance, there is only one sentence, that is, let Xiaohong protect the master who is bound to him.

It's just that he didn't expect to sleep for thousands of years, and the first time he felt the bond between Yun Yanchu and him was when Yun Yanchu was six years old.

Red realizes that she has missed the perfect opportunity to bond with her contract.

He concealed the reason for the contract and followed Yun Yanchu to find out what Yun Yanchu had experienced in the past six years that he had missed.

In the past ten years, the more he knew, the more he dared not tell Yun Yanchu.

It's just that a person as smart as Yun Yanchu has long sensed that something is wrong with him.

Fortunately for him, Yun Yanchu gave him a chance and did not force him to tell everything.

Until this time in the hidden mountain, Bai Kechen's words, and Bai Anhu's past with him talked about Danjiang, made him string everything in the past into a thread.

Dan Jiang is the mother who conceived him, and she is his mother.

And Danjiang's owner has an inseparable blood relationship with Yun Yanchu.

Otherwise, Dan Jiang would not have left the words let him protect Yun Yanchu in the bloodline inheritance before he died.

As she spoke, Xiaohong couldn't stop crying.

He grabbed Yun Yanchu's robe with both hands, his face full of remorse, "I'm sorry master, I didn't know I would miss so many years...... I am the one who causes you to suffer. ”

He choked up, tears welling up in his face at some point.

Yun Yanchu was silent for a long time and looked at Xiaohong.

In fact, she never met Xiaohong in her previous life, and even in the story that the system said about her being the heroine, Xiaohong never appeared.

It can be seen that in the original story, it doesn't matter whether there is Xiaohong or not.

Now he sat alive in front of him, confessing his sins.

Vaguely, Yun Yanchu felt that something had changed.

She lowered her eyes and put her hand on Xiaohong's hand that was clutching her robe.

"I don't blame you." Yun Yanchu said softly.

"W-what......" Xiaohong raised her eyes, with a tear hanging in her eye, looking pitiful.

"That's how the story is arranged, it's none of your business."

The original story was that she should be bitter first and then sweet.

If it weren't for Lin Wanqing's rebirth and system, the second half of her life would have been happy with the suffering of the first six years.

All this has nothing to do with Xiaohong, sleeping is not what he thinks, and missing is not what he thinks.

Yun Yanchu sighed lightly and scooped Xiaohong into his arms, "Now it's enough for you to be by my side." ”

Xiaohong's existence let her know that she was not abandoned by others, and it turned out that someone had made plans for her before she could remember.

She instinctively lived happily ever after.

It's just that there are always some regrets in the story.

Yun Yanchu hugged Xiaohong, it was clear that she was the one who was apologized, but she kept calming Xiaohong's emotions.

Xu was tired of crying, Xu is Yun Yanchu's arms were too warm, and Xiaohongwo gradually fell asleep in Yun Yanchu's arms.

The Nether Realm really can't afford to raise Xiaohong, if it weren't for Yun Yanchu's enough spiritual power to raise Xiaohong, Xiaohong might have died a long time ago.

Yun Yanchu carried him into the space, placed him on the sofa, and turned his head to rummage in front of the cabinet.

After searching for about half an hour, she took out a book from a cupboard.

There is a brush that fits the grooves on the paper.

The body of the pen is a transparent dark blue, and in the body of the pen, there are golden runes of different sizes written.

Yun Yanchu stretched out his hand to pick up the pen and turned the book to a page at random.

That side is blank, or rather, the whole book is blank.

Holding a brush in his hand, Yun Yanchu hung on the page for a long time, and slowly put down the pen.

A pen that is clearly not inked leaves ink when it lands on the page.

One word after another appears in the book.

Lines of symbols appear on the paper and flicker, gradually forming an article.

In the book of answers, each word consumes ten years of life.

In the world of cultivating immortals, lifespan is the most valuable thing, Yun Yanchu's eyes did not blink, looking at the articles on the page.

The two names Yun Qingchi and Yu Xuan appeared at the top.

And the hub that connects the two of them under their two names is Yun Yanchu.

Yun Yanchu's eyes looked down at the three names, and the things before and after her birth were all written on the article.

She pursed her lips, not knowing how to describe her mood for a moment.

After reading the article, Yun Yan closed the book of answers with complicated eyes and dived his pen into it.

Something was silently pulled away at this moment, and that was the price she paid for the answer.

Yun Yanchu sat at the table with his head hanging slightly, his ten fingers crossed and clenched, lightly touching his forehead.

After a long time, she slowly raised her head, and the book of answers in front of her flew back into the cabinet where it had been stored, and the appearance of the apse in front of her was changed back to the shape of the apse.

She was still sitting at the table, just looking at the tea in front of her, and her mood was not as calm as it had just been.

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On the morning of the third day when Yun Yanchu returned, Wen Renqing came to the Qianying Sect with Bai Kechen.

In the main peak hall, the atmosphere is solemn.

Bai Kechen sat on one side, looking at Hua Rong and several of his disciples with an indifferent expression.

When Wen Renqing saw Hua Rong, he immediately put on a stinky face.

Hua Rong raised his hand to his lips with some weakness and coughed lightly.

"Here we are." His deep voice sounded.

Wen Renqing stood up suddenly, "I brought it to you, if you have anything to do, you can say it yourself, I'll go see Xiao Yanchu." ”

He said so, shook his sleeves and left.

Seeing this, several people couldn't explain that Yun Yanchu was in retreat.

Chu Wanjun ran out to find Wen Renqing to inform him of the matter under the signal of Hua Rong's eyes.

Wei Siyou and Hua Rong were left in the hall.

The two looked at Bai Kechen in unison.

Bai Kechen played with the jade pendant on his waist with one hand, raised his eyes to look at Hua Rong, and said indifferently: "On the way to play, I heard a lot of rumors about the Qianying Sect, but I didn't hear that Hua Zhang's sect was attacked by the Heavenly Dao. ”

When these words were spoken, the two people in the palace were not surprised.

"The sealing technique of the White Mountain Lord has really reached its peak." Hua Rong praised lightly.

Bai Kechen couldn't see any emotion in Hua Rong's eyes, and he didn't go around the corner, and asked bluntly: "I don't know what Master Hua is going to seal when he invites me to come this time?" ”

"I want to ask the Lord of the White Mountain to seal a person's past memories." Hua Rong replied.

As soon as these words came out, Bai Kechen played with the jade pendant.

How is it different from what Yun Yanchu told him?

Bai Kechen stared, a touch of incomprehensible alien color crossed his eyes, and asked, "Who?" ”

"My little apprentice, Yun Yanchu."