"Divine Venerable, there is a newly ascended monk outside the hall who claims to be the junior disciple of the Hanshang Divine Venerable, and wants to see you."

Inside the hall were two figures entangled together, and in the phantom shadow was the clanging sound of the blades connecting each other, and the surrounding grass and trees were blown apart by the wind they rolled up.

Jiang Buwan was fighting with Liangyu and asked in a loud voice, "What is the matter with him?" Can you have a name to report? ”

"Lin Rufeng, he said that he wanted to come and see where the Han Shang Divine Venerable lived before his death."

Jiang Buwan's hand raising the sword paused slightly, but Liangyu couldn't withdraw it in time, and almost stabbed her with a sword.

He raised his eyes to take a closer look, Jiang was still a little distracted.

She remembered that Lin Rufeng was a very good junior disciple of Xiang Zhihan, and he was in the underworld that day, and it was he who saved Xiang Zhihan.

"Invite him in." Jiang said not too late.

"It's time to pause." Jiang put away his sword and said, "I have to go to see an old man and wait for me to come back." ”

Jiang Buwan's divine attendant quickly brought Lin Rufeng to Jiang Buwan.

Lin Rufeng had already seen the thrilling beauty of the floating world on the way here, and the beautiful sunset, soft clouds and the misty fairy palace had opened his eyes.

The demeanor of the temple made him fall for granted, but unfortunately, he had no intention of enjoying the beautiful scenery at the moment.

Lin Rufeng saw from a distance a woman with an outstanding posture standing proudly in the hall, her facial features and eyebrows were the appearance in his memory, but her temperament was very different from the gentleness and weakness in the nether realm.

She is like a big tree that stands proudly in the heavens and the earth, and the wind does not break, and the rain does not fall.

Jiang is not late: "I heard that you want to go and see the place where your senior brother lived before his death?" I'll take you there. ”

Lin Rufeng followed as he said, he was silent all the way, and always maintained a distance of half a step, which was very different from the vivid and romantic appearance in Jiang Buwan's memory.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but your temperament has been much more restrained."

Lin Rufeng smiled bitterly, not to mention that his senior brother's death made him unintentionally joke, even now Jiang Butai's identity is not able to let him do whatever he wants.

Xiang Zhihan died, and his divine palace was also inherited by Jiang Buwan, so she took Lin Rufeng to wander around the huge divine palace.

Lin Rufeng looked at the pen and ink left by the senior brother in the palace, and he seemed to be able to see the appearance of the senior brother writing in front of the desk through the words.

Jiang Feiwan's heart was not calm, and after Xiang Zhihan died, she rarely allowed herself to spare herself to look at the objects he left behind.

She forced her brain to keep thinking about something else all the time, keeping her body busy.

She thought that as long as she was busy enough, she would forget about the fact that Xiang Zhihan died.

But many times, she always thinks that it would be nice if Xiang Zhihan was also there.

A cool breeze blew in through the open doors and windows, and the books on the table blew down in the wind, and no one turned them over.

The wind falls, and the book stays on one of the pages.

Jiang Buwan lowered her eyes, and her long blue eyelashes covered her emotions.

On the white paper is a smiling woman, no matter the body shape, eyebrows and eyes are the same as Jiang Feiwan, and the lower left corner of the portrait is written in small block letters with two neat lines.

"Beauty is like a flower across the clouds, my beloved is by my side, but it is far beyond the clouds."

"Thinking is like a madman, I dare not speak, I draw a small portrait in the middle of the night, and talk about comforting lovesickness."

"Grock."

Lin Rufeng seemed to have inadvertently touched the light of the dark room, and the bookshelf behind him began to rotate leisurely, revealing a dark room.

In the dark room, several pearls are placed for illumination, and on the walls hang her portraits, lying or lying, laughing or angry.

Under each portrait there are several rows of small characters expressing the pain of lovesickness.

Jiang Fei looked over one by one, and could no longer restrain his reddish eyes.

"Lovesick all day long, haggard for Qing."

"Siqing is like a bright candle, sad and tearful."

"The bonus is easy to decay like a good idea, and the water is like my feelings."

Lin Rufeng chuckled, laughing sadly, "I still let him go." ”

He turned sideways to look at Jiang Butai and said, "My senior brother has been obedient and intelligent since he was a child, and he will do whatever the master asks him to do, and he will be upright and disciplined. ”

"But for you, for the first time, he did something different from the concept he had always adhered to, and it was also the first time that he didn't listen to Master."

"After you died, he went into the netherworld to find you like crazy, and it was clear that the avenue he had been searching for many years was in front of him, but he didn't even look at it."

"When I found him in the Netherworld, he was devoured by ten thousand demons and almost lost his life."

"I thought he would be able to let go when he came to the upper realm."

Jiang didn't look away too late, tears fell like rain.

Lin Rufeng paused, for a long time, and laughed at himself again, "Forget it, what am I doing when I say this." ”

On the way here, he had already heard the rule that the immortals of the upper realm should not be emotional.

This rule was set by Jiang Butai personally, how could she pursue it with the cold of intentions.

"Twilight God." Lin Rufeng stared at Jiang Buwan's eyes, his expression was serious, and he asked word by word, "Is it still possible for my senior brother to come back to life?" ”

Live? Xiang Zhihan lost all his divine power, and even his soul dissipated without a trace, how could he live?

Even though his soul has been repaired over the years and has the opportunity to start all over again, it is not the same as before.

She closed her eyes and said, "No." ”

"He's dead."

Lin Rufeng's hands under his sleeves were clenched tightly, and he began to wonder why he didn't fly up earlier?

If earlier, he... He could still say a few more words to his senior brother.

Jiang Buwan raised her eyes and glanced at the portraits all over the wall, she looked at it for a long time, and then raised her hand to burn the portraits in the room.

Lin Rufeng was shocked, "What are you doing here?!" Why did you burn them all? ”

"People are dead, what are you doing with them?"

"This is a thought for us!"

"Thoughts?" Jiang Buchi whispered, "I want to look forward." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, Lin Rufeng couldn't stand Jiang Butai's indifference anymore.

He didn't care about Jiang Butai's current identity, and scolded, "You are cold-blooded and ruthless, senior brother likes you for eight lifetimes!" You don't deserve my brother's love at all! ”

Jiang didn't look back late, his eyes were sharp, "Be careful!" This is the floating world, and the immortals are not emotional. ”

Lin Rufeng was stunned for a moment, a flash of light flashed in his mind, he seemed to have guessed something.

The death of my brother...

Could it be another reason?

Jiang Feiwan's heart couldn't calm down for a long time, and the portrait that should have been burned by the fire appeared in her mustard seed space again.

She suppressed the ups and downs in her heart, she shouldn't have seen Lin Rufeng today, she wasted such a good time in vain.

She looked up, and the dark blue sky was embedded with clouds like fish scales, but today's clouds were very thick, and it was deeply pressed down, making people feel depressed for no reason.

A rumor circulated quietly in the floating realm, they said that Xiang Zhihan died before it was too late to save the river, and it was not to repair the heavenly realm at all.

They also said that Jiang Buwan and Xiang Zhihan had already had a personal affair in the Nether Realm, and they were in love themselves, but they didn't allow the immortals to fall in love, which was really ridiculous.

(End of chapter)