Snow Wolf Clan, Qingfeng Pavilion.

The night breeze is bleak and the moonlight is charming. A slender figure stood at the window of the Qingfeng Pavilion, staring into the distance, as if looking at something through time and space.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, a lonely shadow is reflected on the ground, which is even more lonely and sad.

In the dark, Xue Mo watched this scene quietly, seeing that the temperature at night was getting colder and more biting, and his eyes were full of unbearable. In the end, I couldn't help but speak: "Lord, the night is already deep. You'd better go back!"

Xue Moyan didn't seem to hear Xue Mo's words clearly, and said to himself: "You say, how is he now?"

"The young master hasn't come out since he entered the Shengyang Palace. ”

I don't know how many times I've heard this sentence, and every time I answer like this.

It's not that he doesn't want to say anything else, but it's true.

"With the protection of Shengyang Shenjun, he should be fine now......"

Again, the answer is the same.

Xuemo feels unworthy for his master, but he is just a subordinate and has no power to dissuade his master's practices.

Xue Moyan continued to stand in place for more than an hour before she collected the thoughts in her eyes and heart, and resumed her indifference in front of the outside world.

"Let's go. ”

The snow was still in the dark, and it didn't show up. But when he heard his master's command, he immediately followed, and at the same time hid his figure.

Xiao Yi ......

Wait a little longer for my brother......

You'll be able to go home......

Xue Moyan's face was expressionless, but the firmness in his eyes shone in the darkness, but it was quickly concealed.

Shengyang Palace, Bamboo Building.

Xue Yi lay on the homemade bamboo bed, looking at the crescent moon outside, and the thoughts in her heart poured out.

Elder brother...... You okay?

Staring at the moon in the distance, staring at ...... Stare at...... The eye sockets are getting moister.

Before tears were about to overflow her eyes, Xue Yi closed her eyes. It's as if that would stop the tears from flowing. It's just like it's self-defeating......

Tears flowed down the corners of the eyes, and after the first drop, the tears seemed to open the floodgates and gushed out.

He has already left the Snow Wolf Clan, left the Qingfeng Pavilion, and left his brother, one hundred and twenty-three days! Xue Yi clearly calculated every day, every day was torment at the beginning, and now it has become a habit. A habit that wants to be rubbed into the bones. And, try to alleviate or even ignore the thoughts that are difficult to ignore, and the urge to leave everything behind and go back.

Knowing that closing her eyes couldn't stop the tears from flowing out, Xue Yi simply opened her eyes directly, looked at the sky, was in a daze, and let the tears flow freely......

He actually rarely cried, almost never cried. The elder brother never let him be wronged, and he rarely was wronged. No matter what difficulties he encountered, he always told himself, "You can't cry, you can't give up, you can't be cowardly! You are the pride of your brother!"

In order to practice this sentence, no matter what difficulties she encountered, Xue Yi did not bow her head or give up. Even sometimes when it came to a critical juncture, when he was in danger, he did not give in to reality, did not kneel down to difficult difficulties, and did not let himself cry. But at this moment, for some reason, no matter how hard I tried to suppress it, I still couldn't control the tears in my eyes and didn't control my emotions.

This is not a good phenomenon, but at this moment, Xue Yi does not want to pursue so much. He wants to indulge once, regardless of the others......

The other two in the room, Yechen Xuan and Blood Blade, all sensed Xue Yi's condition. But none of them got up to comfort Xue Yi, because they all knew that what Xue Yi needed most now was not comfort from them, but catharsis alone.