The crystal drop of water condensed in the moonlight like a raindrop on a hoarfrost.

However, it was a clear night, and no rain would fly in through the cracks in the window.

Ying Canghai looked at his son's shoulder, looked at his slightly trembling back, Such a proud child, when he was used as a furnace in the secret realm and the realm fell, he didn't cry.

When he came back, he was reprimanded by his master, and his uncle was whipped, and when the whip fell on him, he did not cry.

Even let him climb the steps of the sky to "blue sea and blue sky" to be imprisoned, and he came up alone.

Since he was a child, he has been clothed and fed, and he has grown up surrounded by the stars, but now he is locked up in such a bleak side hall alone, and no one around him serves him, even the Ning Xincao spread on the bed is brought back by himself.

Another tear fell from the moonlight, striking the back of his hand again.

He was stubborn all the way, arrogant all the way, and finally cried when he turned his back to his mother.

As Chu Yiyang said to the system before falling asleep, he was trapped here, and he couldn't do anything else except fall asleep to replenish his spirit, but this didn't mean that he would sit still.

He came in to save his younger brother, first rewrote the plot of Aoba Mountain Castle, and then came into contact with Xu Yu, Yan Xun, Fu Yueshu and other plot characters in that city, and pulled up several side plots, Upgraded the single-function personal system.

He did so much at the same time.

Although he fell into the secret realm in the middle and was trapped in it for two months, it was not in vain - he saved the life of Beitang on a cold night and ensured the continuation of the entire plot world.

Therefore, the hiding of the Hehuan Sect must be broken, but it is impossible for him to be confined in the "blue sea and blue sky".

Because if the hidden branch has no clue, then he will be locked up here, and he will fall into the same predicament as the original book - he is seriously injured, retreats and recuperates, and no such person has been found since.

Therefore, Chu Yiyang only planned to stay here for three days, and as soon as the three days arrived, he would go out even if he jumped off the cliff.

And now it's the first night, Ying Canghai is here, of course he won't let go of this opportunity.

Chu Yiyang is not only good at overwriting the plot, good at shaking the scene, but also good at speculating on people's hearts.

He knows exactly when to be indestructible and when to show weakness.

The two tears were angled and smashed on the back of his hand, just enough for the people behind him to see, but not for her to see his face.

Combining fragility and stubbornness to the extreme, no mother can resist it.

Sure enough, Chu Yiyang heard the person behind him sigh, and the finger dipped in the wound medicine fell gently on his back again.

"Your master is not disappointed in you, she is angry. You don't know, you have been injured since the womb, and your mother and your master worked hard to let you survive, and it was not easy to raise you so big. ”

But now, overnight, they spent more than 20 years on him and it was ruined.

After that, I don't know if he can go back to his realm, and if he can continue to practice after such a blow.

"She asked you who did these things to you, but you refused to say."

Chu Yiyang lowered his eyes and endured the pain, and said in his heart, that must not be said.

As soon as he said it, the whole plot was messed up, and his previous efforts were in vain.

But he listened to Ying Canghai's voice, and looked at the plot progress bar in his field of vision to advance a little, confirming his conjecture-

The hidden side plot of Hehuan Sect is more likely to be related to Ying Zhengxin's life experience.

"So rob your heart, don't blame your master."

Ying Canghai finished giving him the medicine and pulled his clothes up again, so that he would not be cold in this cold night, "Eldest sister, she ...... You are injured, and she is like her mother, a thousand times more painful than you. ”

From this sentence, Chu Yiyang really felt their love.

Ying Canghai put his clothes together for him, and saw that his son was still facing away from him, without moving, but his fingers tightly grabbed the Ning Xin grass spread under him.

His voice was hoarse, colder than ice, as if it was being forced out between his teeth little by little.

"What shame do I have to say it when I am humiliated by this...... Naturally, I will avenge my revenge. The pain and shame that those people inflicted on me will one day be repaid tenfold and hundredfold! ”

Hearing his words, Ying Canghai was stunned, and then saw his son, whose black hair was messy and had tears on his face, turned around, raised his hand and grabbed his arm: "Mother-"

The faint eyes that resembled her burned with hatred, as if they had dried all the tears that remained in his eyes.

"I don't want to stay here, let me practice...... Let me recover! Let me take revenge! ”

"I don't want anyone to know what happened to me...... I'm still the young master of the Hehuan Sect, right? ”

Ying Canghai looked at his fragile but fierce appearance, and was reminded of some long-term memories.

She wanted to raise her hand to wipe the tears from her son's face, but Chu Yiyang kept looking at her, as if she wouldn't give up without getting an answer.

Ying Canghai was helpless, so he could only say to him: "Sleep." ”

Then, Chu Yiyang felt a wave of sleepiness attacking, closed his eyes unsupportively, and fell towards the bed.

Ying Canghai didn't come up by walking the tens of thousands of steps, her cultivation is still there.

Seeing her son fall into a deep sleep because of the spell she had quietly unleashed, she put him back on the bed and took out another cloud quilt to cover him, and then left the side hall.

In the grassy garden, another red-clothed figure stood there.

Ying Canghai stopped, stood by the door and looked at her, and said softly, "Eldest sister, you heard everything." ”

……

Feng Shui takes turns, he gave this spell to Beitang Hanye when he was in the secret realm, and now it is back to himself.

Chu Yiyang did not resist, slept until dawn, and after getting up, he pushed open the door of the hall and saw the toiletries and food placed outside.

Sure enough, a proper show of weakness and sufficient determination worked.

After washing, he ate, put the utensils back in place, and came out of the side hall.

System: "Why don't you recharge your batteries, what are you doing walking around?" "Isn't he confident that they'll let him out soon after last night's show?

"It's going to take a day or two soon." Chu Yiyang said that along with the route he walked, a golden bell sounded in the cold air, "It's rare to come up, walk around, and see what you find." ”

The system was silent. Chu Yiyang walked through every empty palace in the huge deserted palace, searched the corners and corners, and actually let him find something.

As the sun sets, three items sit on the low table in the side hall that has been cleaned again: a cloth tiger, a wave drum, and a longevity lock made of pure gold.

They were all auraless mortals, seemingly years old, forgotten in the corners, but not rotting along with the other furnishings of these palaces.

This shows that the years they spent in the "blue sea and blue sky" are not as long as the screens in the temple.

Chu Yiyang picked up the long-life lock that looked like the latest and turned it in front of him: "It's all a child's thing, what kind of child will be locked up in the 'blue sea and blue sky'?" ”

System: "No child will be locked up alone in the blue sea and blue sky." ”

"Not bad." He put the longevity lock back on the low table, "unless he's under house arrest with his mother." "It's like a cold night in the North Hall," or—"

He pushed the longevity lock forward and lined up with the other two children's toys, "He was born here." ”

Born more than 20 years ago, and the identity of his mother is enough to be imprisoned in the place of thought of the sect master and successor of the Hehuan Sect, except for the robbery, he will not think about it as a second person.

As soon as this inference came out, Chu Yiyang saw that the plot progress bar in his field of vision advanced a paragraph, from 6% to 9%.

At this moment, the news also came that he was told to leave the grounded place and go to the main hall.

After returning to the main hall after three days, the star stone floor shattered by Ying Qiushui's shocking whip has been repaired as before.

There were still no serving maids in the hall, and there were only three people at the top, Ying Canghai, Ying Qiushui and Jiang Xuelou, and the other elders of the Hehuan Sect were nowhere to be found.

Changed back into a red robe, a crow-like black hair was tied in the crown of hair, the golden chain of stars loomed in the hair stood in place, a face was still as bright as before, and the eyes that were lighter than ordinary people were still calm, but the frost on his body was a little heavier.

Sitting on the top, the palace beauty dressed in red and blood said: "Since you want to practice and take revenge, then show what you should be." ”

The man in red drooped his eyelashes, and the small red mole on his right eyelid was like a little spark, but it couldn't burn the ice around him.

"In three days, it will be the succession ceremony of the Sword Sect." Ying Qiushui said, "As the young master of the Hehuan Sect, since you don't plan to let people know how you were injured, and you don't plan to stay in this realm forever, then the matter of the succession ceremony of the Sword Venerable is still up to you." ”

Chu Yiyang's face was expressionless, remembering that when he left the cave, he left a book and said that there was no intersection after he said it, and he would see him again again only a few days after the result came out.

However, Beitang Hanye had never seen his face, and when he was in the cave, he was in the form of a teenager, and the voice of a teenager, even if he met face to face outside now, he should not recognize himself.

What's more, at this time, he should have taken the antidote and cured the poison of "Beauty Grace".

Thinking of this, Chu Yiyang raised his hand and saluted to the three people who were looking at him upwards, and said calmly: "The disciple obeys." ”

Kunlun, on a sunny day, there is still no trace of the snow on the mountains and rivers.

On the snowy peak north of Kunlun Peak, a slender figure suddenly appeared in the snow.

The dark robe on his body seemed too light for the cold on this snowy peak, but the cold wind blew past him, but he didn't dare to get close even half an inch in front of him. The face of the Majesty of the Universe looked like a creature of the gods in the sunlight, but it was obscured by a strip of black cloth three fingers wide.

Beitang stood in the snow on a cold night, and three days later it was the succession ceremony, and now he was Kunlun Sword Venerable, but the cave in front of him was always closed to him. "Staring" at the closed stone door, the pain that had not been seen in his heart for many years returned to his chest again.

- When the person behind the door took the antidote, his love and disgust were reversed in an instant, and now that he has taken the antidote, will the result be the same as her?

His feelings, she doesn't need, he doesn't need, he doesn't need himself.

Those guests who had come all the way to congratulate them didn't need to see that the new Sword Venerable still had a strip of black cloth on his eyes.

A pale cyan porcelain bottle appeared in the slender hand of the cold night in the north hall, and the cork was removed with a gentle push.

He didn't really know why he came back here to take the antidote, maybe he was expecting something, maybe he wanted to prove something.

The antidote finally entered the throat, turning into a cold and going to the lungs.

Almost as soon as he swallowed the antidote, the black mist that had been clouded by him for more than two months dissipated, and the unbreakable strip of cloth automatically unraveled behind his head.

Strips of black cloth slid lightly in front of his eyes, dissipating the next moment with the sudden wind and snow.

He opened his eyes, and all emotions disappeared, and he sank into the frozen ink lake.

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