If it weren't for her breath proving that she was still a living person, I was afraid that she would have thought that she had been cursed by a ghost.

This person is unintentional.

She sat in the coffin in a daze for a while, and then turned her head to look around.

Slowly, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, like an emotionless puppet trying to learn the smile of a human being.

But those black and white eyes contained countless emotions, but they changed many times at this moment, suddenly realized, at a loss, and stubborn and sad.

Dark clouds that seemed to be like a thunderstorm were rolling and surging, and finally all returned to silence.

"Heartless, heartless?" The crying and laughing voice had a hoarse taste, with indescribable heavy sorrow, and a thick mockery.

Unintentionally reached out and touched his left chest, which was now empty.

After a long time, he sighed faintly, "It turns out that I really have no heart." ”

After speaking, he seemed to lose his strength and lay on his back in the coffin.

The plain expressionless face suddenly flashed childlike dazed innocence, and after a while, it flashed unwilling resentment, and finally it all turned into a muttering sentence, "Why?

Because it is not perfect, it is not worthy to have a heart, nor is it worthy to stay in that place of great dignity. ”

Speaking of the word noble, the sarcasm at the corner of Wuxin's mouth became more and more obvious.

The empty eyes looked at the long blue sky, and such a good weather was like a gray cloth in the eyes of Wuxin at the moment.

"But since I was created imperfectly, why not just destroy it?

If you've forgotten everything, why do you want me to remember it?

I can't help but ......"

I don't know how long it took, Wuxin reined in all his previous emotions, and his face returned to the Mu Ran of the Guiyi Sect, as if what had just happened was all an illusion.

Organize the memories of regression, and unintentionally return your thoughts to what happened before you died.

No matter what she plans to do next, she must deal with the matter of Guiyizong.

As for Bian Huai, who always made her feel familiar before, after recovering her memory, Wuxin also understood, probably because of the breath of the same place.

It is estimated that Bian Huai also recognized this, so he would give up his leisure and turn to 'kill' Wuxin first.

changed his clothes, and walked towards the unification with unintentional and firm steps.

After settling this matter, the cause and effect she owes to the sisters of the Shi family should also be repaid.

The main hall of the cloud peak is full of atmosphere, the furnishings inside are simple and heavy, with a rare ancient style, and the person who enters the Yan Nujun is general, simple but not simple.

Since that day from Shoulu Peak with angry sleeves and left, Xiang Yan Nujun has been sitting in the Canghao Palace without taking a step, and no one is allowed to enter.

The entire Ruyun Peak also fell into a strange calm because of Yumin's death and Xiang Yan's abnormal performance.

There was not even a single bird or bird sound around, there was a formation prohibition to obstruct it, and the main hall was within a radius of a hundred miles, and even the storm could not set off a little wave.

It's like isolating yourself from the world.

The crow-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly rose upward, revealing a pair of calm and condensed eyes hidden underneath, like an ancient well without a trace of waves.

As if she weren't the one who was angry that day.

After a long time, Xiang Yan Nujun moved his body and slowly turned his head to the rear.

At the bright and sparse window, there stood a slender figure with bright eyes like stars and a crown and a broad belt.

The two equally deep eyes suddenly met, and the corners of Bian Huai's mouth suddenly raised a smile, like the first flowers that bloom after the ice and snow melt in winter, gentle and fresh, as if lighting up the entire twilight and heavy haze palace.

Xiang Yan Nujun was still calm and calm, she didn't even move her brows, but only looked at the person in front of her inadvertently with a pair of eyes.

"Are you...... The eldest disciple of Xitao?" A calm and waveless voice resounded in the main hall.

Bian Huai still smiled, stepped forward and saluted elegantly, "Wanfa Peak, Bian Huai."

came in a hurry and disturbed Xiang Yannujun.

I came today to ask for a favor from Yan Nujun. ”

Hearing this, Xiang Yannujun, who had been calm, was a little amused, and raised her eyebrows, "Please let me help?"

Bian Huai replied with the etiquette of a disciple, "Yes." ”

In the main hall, Bian Huai's voice fell and regained calm.

Bian Huai didn't say, and Xiang Yan Nujun didn't continue to ask. The two seem to be secretly competing with each other, more patient than the other.

Shi Lou was found to have drugs in his body.

Yumin's revenge, you can't take revenge.

Not only can't you report it, but you are still pressed by the Northern Frost True Monarch. ”

Cold, Bian Huai suddenly spoke, his voice was crisp and pleasant, like a spring water, and his tone was leisurely, making people feel indifferent and comfortable when they heard it.

But Xiang Yan Nujun didn't dare to relax at all.

A foundation building disciple, but he can quietly appear behind Yuanying Zhenjun.

With this ability, Xiang Yan Nujun had to be on guard.

Listening to Bian Huai's first few words, Xiang Yan Nujun's face was pale, and she didn't seem to be attracted by Bian Huai's words.

But in the last sentence, his expression suddenly changed.

"What did you say?" No longer calm and calm before, Xiang Yan Nujun's voice was a little hoarse at this time.

"I heard that back then, both the True Monarch of Northern Frost and the Female Monarch participated in the selection of the heirs of the North Peak of Sihe Mountain.

In the end, it was the Northern Frost True Monarch who remained, and the female monarch became one of the chief disciples of Wanfa Peak.

After cultivating for thousands of years, catching up with the ninety percent of the monks of the sect, and successfully breaking the pill into a baby, he got the position of the peak master of Yunfeng Peak.

It's a pity that it's not too early or too late, Beishuang Zhenjun just got married the day before you, and it also caused a vision of heaven and earth.

It seems that you have always been one step slower than Beishuang Zhenjun, and now your apprentice is too, and he also died tragically at the hands of Beishuang's apprentice.

You...... Is it really that calm?"

Rao is no matter how calm he is to Yan Nujun, under Bian Huai's questioning sentence after sentence that seems to be respectful, but in fact he is heart-to-heart, he instantly broke his work.

Genius has the pride of genius, and the monks of the same period are closer to each other from the moment of cultivation.

The better you are, the more you can't bear to be surpassed.

But most people's strategy is not to pull down those who are better than themselves, but to cultivate harder, so that they can surpass others and become the best and most dazzling one.

It was because of this idea that a good atmosphere of competitive cultivation within the sect was created.

Xiang Yan Nujun is lucky, but also very unlucky.

To be honest, in her life, compared with Beishuang Zhenjun, she is inferior to a fortune path.

The selection of Sihe Mountain is to prepare for the heir of Zhongtian Shenfeng, and after that, there will naturally be a series of tests, eliminating some people, and finally leaving the best few competing for the heir of Zhongtianshen Peak.