Seeing this, Baili Changfeng didn't say anything more, because he knew Gu Shijian's thoughts very well in his heart, just as Gu Shijian understood the difficulties in his heart.

It is not just a matter of a day or two that they can go from strangers to friends in distress who know each other, so they both know each other's personalities well, and for smart people, they know each other well when they are suitable for the field, and they do not need to be too verbose.

The two didn't have too many pleasantries, and neither mentioned Baili Huanglan's death, as if they had forgotten about it, only they knew each other best, and this matter was just placed in the deepest part of their hearts by them.

Although some things have passed, the scars in my heart are still there, and the pain in my heart will always be with me.

After a little contemplation, Baili Changfeng put his right hand that he had been clenching in front of him, and slowly spread out his palm to study it carefully. This hand used to hold a sword, and the calluses in the palm of the hand still did not disappear, which was sharpened when he used to practice swords, although this hand has not touched the hilt of the sword for many years, but the change of years still cannot completely wash away the traces of the past. And in the future, I am afraid, this hand will never be able to hold the sword, because it will have another mission of its own.

A great and sacred mission.

Although Baili Changfeng didn't have any extravagant hopes for the medical path at first, and from the beginning, his dream was not in the medical way, he had the same dream as all the hot-blooded men in the world, that is, to hold the sword and the rivers and lakes, and to be happy and revenge. Just ask, is there a teenager who has never had a dream in his heart? And what kind of boy who doesn't want to pursue his dream all his life?

However, the reality is always cruel, not everyone can live according to their vision, it can be cruel enough to take away your rights and deprive you of what you have. After all, only a very small number of people can be favored by God, and most of them will eventually become puppets of reality, no matter what he has dreamed of, no matter how great his dreams are. There are even some people who spend their lives doing only one single thing, but in the end they have to end up for it, how sad is it?

Obviously, Baili Changfeng is not a person who is particularly favored by God, he was originally dedicated to martial arts, for the sake of his sister's body, due to coincidence, he had to let himself devote himself to the way of medicine, but he inexplicably got involved in the matter of the young mountain master of Soul Snatching Mountain, which sounds a little mysterious, in fact, even Baili Changfeng himself stepped in in a daze.

Fortunately, he did have a talent that ordinary people could not reach on the way to medicine, so strong that even he himself had a feeling of being in a dream, just when he felt relieved and thought that he could save his sister's life through his own efforts, a basin of cold water suddenly splashed on his heart, no matter how hard he and his master tried, but he could never find a way to crack the "twin doom". When he was most helpless and desperate, the master's death directly pushed him to the edge of the abyss, but no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't find a way out, even if he endured the grief in his heart and racked his brains to force himself to squeeze out all his potential, in the end he only ended up watching his sister die, after all, nothing can be achieved overnight, and the precipitation of time is often indispensable, no matter what you do.

At that time, he fell directly into the abyss, the whole world became a darkness, and he could not see any light, he felt that his own incompetence caused all this, and even he felt as if he was a joke, the master died because of him, and the sister died because of him, all of this was caused by him.

The sin made him just want to die a hundred times, if it wasn't for Gu Shijian's accident at that time, maybe there would be no such person as him in the world now.

But in the three days that Gu Shijian was healed of his injuries, he figured it out, although the master and sister were no longer there, the hope they gave him was still there, the mission they gave himself was still there, he couldn't just die cowardly, he wanted to live, he had to live strongly, whether it was for the master, or for his sister, or even for the sake of more suffering people in the world, he had to pass on the mission of the medical way, lead the soul snatcher mountain to a stronger level, and let the medical dao be carried forward in his own hands.

Some people may also think that he is lucky, and he was able to leap from an unknown ordinary man at the bottom of the rivers and lakes to the young mountain master of the Soul Snatcher Mountain overnight.

Behind the seemingly glorious scenes, what kind of heartache and pain did he endure? Frightened, frightened, parted with life and death, or heartbroken?

Is it lucky? It's just the rhetoric of outsiders who have their own opinions.

After a while, the hundred miles of wind sighed, and walked out lonely, "You can stay in the Soul Snatcher Mountain to recuperate, I will take care of all your daily life, and someone will come to take care of it, you don't need to worry!"

His steps were slow, and his legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Gu Shijian looked at the back of Baili Changfeng and nodded, but did not speak. This old friend of his own is only a young man, but at this moment he is like an old man in his fifties and sixties who has experienced the vicissitudes of life and cold, although his heart is miserable, why shouldn't he? What's more, the burden on his body in the future is getting heavier and heavier, and even his originally straight waist seems to be bent a little.

Thinking of this, Gu Shijian gritted his teeth and endured the pain and slowly lay down, two lines of hot tears slowly slipped from the corners of his eyes, creation can really make people. Thinking that he Gu Shijian wandered the rivers and lakes for half his life, he had never done anything hurtful, he had lost his parents since he was a child, and he finally grew up, and met someone he liked, and she was so kind and lovely, but God was not beautiful, and forcibly took her away from him, and he didn't take him together, leaving such a broken body.

"Doesn't it mean that good people have good rewards? What about the so-called good rewards?"

Looking at the roof, Gu Shijian muttered in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was asking in a whisper.

However, no one answered him, and in the quiet and tidy room, there was only his own unheavy gasp.

Gradually, his eyes became firm, and then turned violent, his eyes were filled with rage, his hands clutched the sheets, the green tendons on the back of his hands burst out, and he roared in a low voice: "I will not give in, never! I will get all this back, I will get it back!"

Suddenly, a faint evil aura flashed from Gu Shijian's body, and on the desk not far from the bedside, it was inserted in a beautiful porcelain vase, and a few flowers that were originally bewitching withered instantly. At the same time, a faint purple also appeared in Gu Shijian's eyes, which was extremely weird. But in just an instant, the evil aura disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared, his eyes also regained their clarity, and his whole person was slightly stunned, what had just happened, he didn't know at all.