Xuan Shuang said impatiently: "I am not a roundworm in his stomach, how can I know? No one can understand what he is planning! But if I have doubts about you, it is inevitable." I have been with him for more than a year, and I have never seen him pay so much attention to any of his subordinates! In addition to me, even to the left protector, he only gave a few brief instructions whenever he had a task. He pays too much attention to you, you must not be complacent, maybe it is to find out your identity thoroughly!"

The more he spoke, the louder he spoke, especially in the silence of the night, which made it even clearer. Nangong Xue hurriedly raised a finger, sealed it in front of her lips, and made a "shhh" gesture. Then he gently took Xuan Shuang's hand and pleaded: "If you really want to be good for me, please allow me to act according to my true wishes! Even if I hit my head and bleed in the future, it is my own choice, and I am willing! Even if the final result is that my senior brother abandons me, and even, if it is a big deal, I will not blame you." ”

Xuanshuang couldn't even say a word under her stubbornness of "not hitting the south wall and not looking back". No matter how much she thinks that Li Yijie is not worthy of her dedication, as long as it is the path she believes, she is not qualified to stop it.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up the persuasion and said hatefully: "I'd rather I didn't know anything about it! You remember to me that your identity is going to be a goof sooner or later! You can't deceive my master, and no one in the world can act in front of him! That day will come sooner or later, don't think that I betrayed you, and I don't care to do such a dirty and shameless thing! You, so do it yourself!"

Nangong Xue looked at his back and was silently distracted. She had a lot to say to him, asking him why he had escaped into the Demon Path, but she didn't believe that he was really losing his mind, did he have other plans in the meantime, and what were his plans in the future? Tricking under the noses of the Seven Evil Saints was the most dangerous thing and could never succeed. That's what he knows, but is he confused when he turns to himself? Or is he too self-righteous?

It is said that Xuan Shuang and Nangong Xue are both people with deep experience in the rivers and lakes, and they should have been aware of it. But first, they were emotional, and secondly, they were deeply afraid. The two of them talked, but they didn't notice that behind the low bushes not far away, a few horizontal branches were pulled away, revealing a pair of eyes. Take in everything, and the corners of your mouth are grinning in an eerie arc.

Nangong Xue didn't know if she and Xuan Shuang were unhappy, but at least it gave her a great shock. With such emotions, let her go back to her room to sleep, she couldn't sleep at all. Instead of lying alone in bed, staring and waiting for the dawn, it is better to wander around this small courtyard.

She was completely unfamiliar with the terrain around her, and only walked leisurely, taking her wherever she was with her feet. Even if she goes straight to the front of the Seven Demon Heads, she is not afraid. This is an unreserved trust, but I don't know when she will be able to reach such a state for the people around her?

At the last stop, the weeds parted neatly on both sides, and in front of them stood a noble palace. The eaves are slightly upturned, and the wood used is of the finest timber, which must have taken great pains to build. It is not surprising that Nangong Xue is not surprised, this palace is luxurious, except for the sect master's room, it is the residence of Xuanshuang, and it has not been so finely crafted. The person who lived in that room, but I don't know what kind of master he was who lived away from the world? It was really not easy to be respected by Jiang Yanchen in the same way.

The moonlight was shining brightly, reflecting several rows of glazed tile roofs with a faint luster. If you go to the roof to watch, you can see that the tiles are crystal clear and jade, each piece is worth cherishing jade, and it is slippery. As if a ghost had sent a god, Nangong Xue completely ignored the inherent etiquette and walked in. It's unbelievable, but who lives and deserves such a big spend?

The two black-lacquered doors opened open, and the brass rings embedded at each end pressed against the door panels, looking rather lonely and dead. The room was pitch black, Nangong Xue took out the fire knife flint and lit the fire, relying on the faint light of this star, barely illuminating.

This glance surprised her, and she saw that where was the residence of a big man in front of her, it was clearly a mourning hall! At the beginning, there was a white banner with the word "lay" on it, which was just the same in the hanging sacrifice.

When a person dies, his connection with the world is severed, and how can the living mourn him? What is the point of whether his dead soul can truly rest in peace?

I wanted to turn around and exit, but I was attracted by a spirit card in front of the offering table. There are a few pieces of paper money stacked in front of the card, and two sticks of incense are inserted in the incense burner in front of the desk, and the rising smoke is scattered, and the inverted foreground is more misty. On closer inspection, the brand was painted with black lacquer, and the corners were each gilded with gold lacquer. The inscription on the card reads, "The Shadow Cult's Fallen Heaven Hall Master Remnant Meteor Lang Dark Night Death Spirit Seat".

This name seems to be extremely long, but in fact it is a personal life, how can it be encompassed by these short twenty words? I can't help but think of the decayed and dilapidated spiritual position in the wilderness, on a scorched black land that has been ravaged by artillery fire. Thinking about it, Jiang Yanchen gained power a year later and made a comeback, so he rebuilt the spiritual position and built this palace not far away to worship him. It's no wonder that although he hated the Shadow Worship Sect in his heart, he still wanted to return to this place in the end, and use it as a basis to expand his territory.

I only feel ridiculous in my heart, and what everyone does is determined by their mentality. It's like Jiang Yanchen, a person who is full of hatred in his heart, he only knows how to hate the Shadow Sect for restricting his talents, so that after his martial arts are successful, when he can stand on his own, he will still have to suffer more sins over the years. But he never thought that if it weren't for the shadow sacrifice to nurture him and cultivate him, how could he have encountered all kinds of opportunities and achieve today's achievements? No matter what kind of evil demon cave it was in the eyes of others, for him, it was a good land that made him after all.

In the same adversity, those who cherish love can become gods when they thank heaven and earth, and those who hate the world can become demons, but the essence of this is just the slightest difference. What a poignant smile it is!

Seeing that the two sticks of incense burned short, it seemed that they were about to be extinguished in a blink of an eye. Even if it is to do his best for the dark night, he stretches out his hand and plans to change another stick of incense. Knowing that if this move was noticed, it would create a superior handle for Jiang Yanchen to be suspicious, but at this time and now, driven by emotion, he didn't think about all the consequences at all.

Before the fingertips could reach it, suddenly the temple was as bright as day. Nangong Xue turned her head vigilantly and shouted, "Who?" while pulling out her long sword and pointing at the place where the voice came from. At the end was an old woman with gray hair, goosebumps, and a very old face. Holding a broom in his hand, he placed the oil lamp he held in his hand on the square table beside him.

Nangong Xue also knows the difference between generations, although she knew that the other party was probably an enemy or a friend, and she didn't dare to take it lightly, but the tip of the sword still retracted a few inches back, so as not to stab her seriously.

The old woman grinned toothlessly, and her voice was like countless grains of sand rolling in her throat, and she was indescribably hoarse and jerky, and said, "Who? I would like to ask you who you are! The old woman has lived here for more than a year, and has never seen such an unruly baby as you. Through the light, he glanced at her clothes and said, "Look at your outfit, you are also a member of the Blood Demon Sect." But how dare you set foot in the forbidden land?"

Nangong Xue was slightly startled and said, "Forbidden land, how can this be a forbidden place?"

The old woman said, "This is the mourning hall of the deceased Lord Remnant Star. It is said that during his lifetime, he was the friend that the sect leader cared about the most. At the beginning, he died unexplained, and he has always regretted it, but this time he built the most luxurious mourning hall in the world. Even if he died, his treatment was still a hundred times higher than those low-level ghosts. The sect leader once had a strict order that no follower should come to take a step, and those who violated the order would be beheaded. He shut me up in this dark place, cleaned his room, and gave incense to the deceased every day, a bouquet in the morning and dusk. About every month, he would take one day out to come and worship in person. Hmph, hum, it seems that the rumors are correct, and the sect leader has really deep feelings for his brother. Such a fierce and evil man, only when he arrives in this spiritual hall, will he show a rare warm side, and even when he speaks, he is soft-spoken, which is very different from his usual life. ”

Nangong Xue sneered and said, "He thought that by doing this, he would be able to compensate for the sins he had committed against the hall master in the first place? I think that the hall master is under the Nine Springs, and I will never be moved by this, let alone forgive him. Because, he has no sincerity at all!"

The old woman had a strange look on her face, and in her distorted countenance it was impossible to tell whether she was crying or laughing. Said lightly: "Oh? You kid is a little interesting, you dare to question your sect leader like this?

Nangong Xue said softly: "Because he never knew him." He thought he was good with his brother, but until he died, he didn't really know his heart. He didn't know what he was looking for, what he was yearning for. A lot of unnecessary giving will eventually become a burden. Regardless of anything else, one can kill his brother with his own hands, and then deny it, one moment saying that it is for his own good, and the other time saying that he is being persecuted, that is all an excuse. He had never really repented, and even if he built him the most luxurious palace as a tomb, even if he brought all the gold and silver treasures in the world to him for burial, what was the value? Who can say that a person like this has affection and righteousness for his brothers? What he did was nothing more than to seek his own hegemony in the Central Plains. For this reason, he did not hesitate to bury him...... He was bent on making the world sober, and that was just a kind of thought that those who obey me prosper and those who oppose me die, and that is an excuse to say that the whole world wants him to be buried with him, and that is an excuse! He never thought about whether he could afford to bear such a great crime? Why did he still make him spurned by thousands of people after he died and was completely unconscious? He was too selfish and forbade others to set foot in it, but he did not understand it, he never wanted to be isolated from the world and be worshipped high. All he desires is very simple, just to be his true self, to be able to blend in with everyone!

When she talked about Dark Night and Jiang Yanchen, she replaced it with "he", which made people feel confused at first, but if you taste it carefully, you can realize that when she mentions the two, the subtle tone is different. For the dark night, tenderness prevails and mercy prevails. For Jiang Yanchen, he regretted his ignorance and hated his viciousness. The old woman was confused when she heard this, and said, "The remnant star died more than a year ago, and the old sect of the Demon Sect back then also killed Li Meng's party completely. Why, do you know him too?"

Nangong Xue smiled bitterly: "Yes-actually, I don't just recognize him, he is still my best friend." He took the wrong path, and no one could care about him and rescue him in time. The people in the rivers and lakes call him a murderous demon just because he kills innocents indiscriminately, which is too arbitrary. All the people he killed were the targets that the former Demon Sect Master ordered him to kill, so what could he do to disobey his orders? Only I know that every time he kills someone, he is very painful. He didn't want to live the life of a killer, but he never got out of it. In fact, he was originally a good person, and he should be a very gentle and kind person. ”