Xuanyan Palace;

Cheng Zhaozhao sat on the ground leaning against the closed door, snuggled in her arms obediently in the wind, and let Cheng Zhaozhao touch its back.

"Tailwind, Grandpa Ji left something for me when he was a scholar. Do you know where to put it?"

Shunfeng looked up, his paws scratched the ground, and a cold air spread out. A place in front of Cheng Zhaozhao was frozen.

The ice was smooth, and an apparition appeared inside.

Cheng Zhaozhao saw a small emerald green bamboo tube in the mouth of the wind, ran all the way from the Cangwu Mountains to the Cangjian Sect, and handed over the small bamboo tube to Huahuang.

"It turns out that you have already handed it over to Senior Sister. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao patted Shunfeng's head, it seemed that it was after she left.

"Do you know what's inside?"

Shunfeng shook his head.

"Forget it, I'll see it another day. Cheng Zhaozhao took out a white booklet from the storage bag and flipped through it.

The bright sun slowly slanted westward, outside the hall, a person was reading a book, a wolf was sleeping soundly, and it was quiet as if it were a picture scroll.

In the hall, Ji Jun meditated, and his Yuan Shen walked leisurely in the Bu Canal.

There were countless illusions flashing at the bottom of the river.

Ji Junsu's eyes were unwavering, as if he had already seen all the life in the Bu Canal. He held a sound transmission jade order in his hand, and finally came to a stop.

At this time, in a cave house of the Suiyang Sect, Mrs. Nanlian, who was meditating, suddenly shook her whole body, her closed eyes kept moving, and she looked a little cramped and nervous.

In the Bu Canal, Mrs. Nanlian appeared in front of Ji Junsu.

"Su'er!" Mrs. Nanlian approached suddenly, but found that she was in a phantom mirror, and the whole person froze in place.

"Mrs. Nanlian, what are you looking for me?" Ji Junsu spread out his hand, and the sound transmission jade order in his palm flew to Mrs. Nanlian's side.

Mrs. Nanlian pinched the sound transmission jade order tightly, knew where she was, and looked at Ji Junsu with sadness.

"Would you rather spend your Yuan Shen and let me appear in the Bu Canal than come to Suiyang to see me?"

Ji Junsu was silent, his expression faint.

Mrs. Nanlian felt sour in her heart: "Su'er, it was my mother's fault back then. ”

Mother?This title is familiar and unfamiliar to him.

Before meeting Mrs. Nanlian, this had always been the tenderness he had hidden in the depths of his heart.

But now, when he mentions this word, he will recall in his mind what Mrs. Nanlian said on Tianyou Lake.

[No need, since I didn't want it back then. Nowadays, they don't have to recognize each other. 】

He always remembered the way Lady Nanlian looked when she said this, and he remembered that it was like a dull pain when a sharp knife pierced his heart.

Ji Junsu's eyes moved slightly, and the hand behind him tightened.

"Ji's curse, your father's choice, my mother knows everything. Mother shouldn't transfer her hatred for your father to you, so that you have been lonely since you were a child. Can you forgive your mother, and let your mother compensate you well?" Mrs. Nanlian hurried over, wanting to hug him, but rushed straight past his primordial spirit.

Mrs. Nanlian turned around, tears slipped down her eyes, how did she forget that she was in the phantom mirror now, and what she saw was not really Ji Junsu.

Ji Junsu's appearance at this time is still breezy and calm, with a face similar to Duan Fu, but with a completely different temperament.

If it was Duan Fu, she would inevitably be soft-hearted at this time and would forgive her for her mother's mistakes. But for Ji Junsu, Mrs. Nanlian is not sure, she doesn't understand his temperament, and she can't guess his current thoughts.

Ji Jun traced and said, "Mrs. Nanlian, you are wrong. I'm not alone, I have a grandfather and Zhaozhao by my side. I'm doing well, you don't have to compensate me for anything. ”

"But—"

"Nothing. If Mrs. Nanlian can explain the misunderstanding clearly and no longer hold a grudge against the Ji family, I am grateful.

My father chose you, just hoping that you can live well and replace his share, and you don't have to be sad and sad in the future, because my father has always loved you. ”

The rarest thing for a monk is that they are in love, and Mrs. Nanlian has already obtained the most precious.

"Su'er. Mrs. Nanlian's tears flowed down involuntarily, Ji Junsu was obviously telling the truth, but why was she so uncomfortable.

Ji Jun looked at her as if he was looking at a stranger, without a little admiration.

"As for the curse of the Ji clan, that is also a matter for our Ji clan. Lady Nanlian, I still want to thank you, at least you let my brother get rid of the Ji clan, and no longer be cursed by the Ji clan. ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Nanlian had already cried silently.

Ji's curse, she also didn't know about it for a long time.

It turned out that Ji Tianmo deceived her because of Ji's curse in order to save her life.

"Su'er, my mother knows it's wrong. You let your mother make up for you and make up for what you owe you since you were a child...... Su'er. ”

The figure of Lady Nanlian disappeared into the Bu Canal.

It wasn't until she completely disappeared that Ji Junsu went limp, half-kneeling in the Bu canal, letting the river flow through both sides of his knees.

"Jun Su. ”

A pair of hands were placed on his shoulders.

Ji Junsu raised his head, and what caught his eyes was Cheng Zhaozhao's bright smile: "Junsu, are you okay?"

Ji Junsu was a little stunned.

"What, stupid?" Cheng Zhaozhao waved his hand in front of him: "Don't forget that my Xuanyan technique is also extremely powerful." ”

Ji Jun returned to his senses and chuckled.

Amazing? When did it happen?

"You're laughing at me. Cheng Zhaozhao sat down beside him, in fact, she just wanted to use the technique of Xuan Yan to calculate when Ji Junsu would be able to get out, but when she didn't want to see Bu Canal, she saw Ji Junsu.

"Don't dare. In the Bu Canal, you will unconsciously consume the Yuan Shen, your Xuan Yan Technique...... Let's come up first. ”

Ji Jun led Cheng Zhaozhao to the shore.

The two sat on the shore, and Cheng Zhaozhao couldn't help but look at Ji Junsu and found that his eyes were still slightly red.

"That's Mrs. Nanlian?"

When she came, she was seeing the picture of Mrs. Nanlian disappearing, her expression was so sad and remorseful, thinking that what Jun Xin said was right, she knew the truth.

Ji Junsu nodded.

"Don't be too upset. Let the grievances and grievances of the previous generation pass. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao didn't say much, although she believed that Ji Tianmo and Mrs. Nanlian both loved him, but the damage they had caused was indelible. Ji Junsu may choose to forgive, but those remedies can't replace the loneliness in his heart for so many years.

Cheng Zhaozhao didn't want Ji Junsu to force himself to accept Mrs. Nanlian, nor did he want him to regret not accepting Mrs. Nanlian's compensation.

"Everything goes with the flow, waiting for your heart to tell you the answer. ”

Ji Junsu closed his eyes tightly, and was quiet by the Bu Canal for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his normal color.

"Thank you. Ji Jun looked sideways, looking at Cheng Zhaozhao's side face as he lowered his head and rummaged for things in the storage bag, a little distracted.

"Thanks, yes. You don't know yet, Master Duan has added two nephews to you, and you are an uncle. ”

"Really?" the corners of Ji Junshu's mouth raised slightly.

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