Chapter 452: A Title

"Brother Lan, where are you going?" Ye Xiaoxue's face showed puzzlement. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"A far away. Lan Feng frowned and said lightly.

"Oh, that's right. Ye Xiaoxue lowered her head in frustration, was silent for a long time, and then said, "Within five years, can I come back?"

Gritting his teeth in pain, Lan Feng shook his head.

"Take me. Ye Xiaoxue's eyes flickered, and she suddenly raised her head and stared at Lan Feng, like a withered seedling looking at the rain, and said, "Is it okay?"

Lan Feng couldn't bear to see Ye Xiaoxue's pitiful expression, and after letting go of her hand, he turned around.

"Brother Lan, Xiaoxue is not very demanding, five years is enough. Ye Xiaoxue's voice was already crying.

In the dead of night, there was no sound except for Ye Xiaoxue's low sobbing, Lan Feng looked up at the half moon that was still hanging in the air, and gently raised the corners of his mouth.

"Xiaoxue, your big brother Lan is not a good person, I failed you, I'm sorry. ”

"What do you mean, is Big Brother Lan going to abandon Xiaoxue?"

Ye Xiaoxue stepped forward and grabbed Lan Feng's hand tightly, and said in a panic: "Without you, where else can I go, don't leave me, is it okay? If the kiss just now is your compensation for me, then can I pay it back to you now?"

The green light in the seven-star coffin was getting brighter and brighter, Lan Feng's expression was unusually indifferent, he didn't look back, and shook his hand lightly, which was unintentional, but Ye Xiaoxue's delicate body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Lan Feng's fingers moved slightly, and then he put it down again, watching Ye Xiaoxue fall to the ground, he was indifferent.

"If indifference can make you stay, then Xiaoxue is also willing. Ye Xiaoxue collapsed to the ground with a dead face, crying silently.

Lan Feng's heart suddenly ached, but his expression was still as usual, and he said lightly: "Xiaoxue, take care of yourself, I have to go." ”

Ye Xiaoxue sneered, letting her tears burst out of her eyes unscrupulously, and she closed her eyes in pain.

"Xiaoxue, if possible, within five years, I will come back again. The moment the green light appeared, the moment Lan Feng turned to leave, a clear and bright tear slowly flowed from his red eyes, and the moment it fell to the ground, it turned into a crystal ball and rolled in front of Ye Xiaoxue.

Silence returned to the surroundings, leaving Ye Xiaoxue alone, huddled on the wet ground and sobbed quietly, and finally turned into a howling cry.

But under the kapok trees in the bamboo forest, there was no one else but her.

In a trance, Ye Xiaoxue slowly opened her puffy eyes, stared at the crystal clear tears on the ground for a long time, and when she picked it up, the crystal ball had no temperature.

"Isn't it just five years, I can afford to wait. ”

Holding the crystal ball of tears tightly in her hand, Ye Xiaoxue wiped away the tears on her face with a wave of her sleeves, looked up at the half moon hanging between the treetops, pulled the corners of her mouth unwillingly, and smiled a little desolately.

"The moon is cloudy and sunny, this is true. ”

......

In the Purple Moon Pavilion of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, a dazzling green light suddenly flashed.

Due to the fleeting nature of the moment, no one noticed the anomaly.

In the main hall of the Purple Moon Pavilion, a small black coffin was lying quietly on the ground, the lid of the coffin was half open, and a young man in white was sitting on the ground next to him looking stunned.

This young man is naturally Lan Feng, who has just crossed back from two hundred years ago.

"I, Lan, was born and didn't want to owe anyone, but now, I owe a pair of eyes to the person I love, and the person who loves me has lost his life for me. ”

Lan Feng smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, "Is everything really irreparable?"

Clenched his fists unwillingly, Lan Feng closed his eyes, and his divine sense entered the seven-star coffin again.

The middle-aged man at the bottom of the coffin was closing his eyes lazily and said weakly, "Didn't you just go out?"

"Who are you?" Lan Feng's eyes were like torches, and his face showed a strong murderous aura.

"You...... What are you going to do?" The middle-aged man suddenly sobered up, widened his eyes and said in a panic: "Lao Tzu pulled you back from the dire situation, you kid can't be ungrateful." ”

"I know I'm going to be disappointed, why do you want me to go back?" Lan Feng lowered his eyebrows and raised his eyes, his eyes red.

The middle-aged man looked stunned, then raised his eyebrows helplessly, and sighed: "If you want to blame, you can only blame the divine consciousness that you lost two hundred years ago, and you dug the hole yourself, do you still want others to fill it?"

"I ...... It's really painful. ”

Lan Feng's heart was like a knife, and painful tears oozed from the corners of his eyes.

"There is no eternal happiness in this world, and there is no eternal suffering, only if you experience it yourself, you will remember it unforgettablely. The middle-aged man looked calm and did not show a trace of sympathy.

"Having said that, the old man is a dissolute person, but the divine mind has been sealed here for thousands of years, shouldn't it be more painful?"

Brushing away the tears on his face, Lan Feng eased his senses, and was silent for a long time, he asked, "Is there a way to change the past?"

"As far as I know, there shouldn't be such a magic method. The middle-aged man smiled helplessly, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, and said meaningfully: "But the old man said at the beginning that I have only studied half of this seven-star coffin myself, and it may not be necessary that there will be miracles." ”

Lan Feng frowned, sighed, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I also think it's unlikely, that's it, that's it." ”

He knew in his heart that everything that had just happened was all illusory, and at most it was just a re-experience of what had happened before, and that's it.

Ye Xiaoxue is the girl he owes the most, but if he really stays in that ethereal illusion forever, he may not be willing, after all, ethereal spirit and Mo Li are his original intentions.

Some people will eventually become the clouds of the past, so let her go with the wind, no matter how long she stays, the final outcome will still be tragic.

"You haven't told me who you are?" Lan Feng's expression regained his composure.

"I'm who I am, no matter what it's called, it's just a name......"

"Less nonsense, I just need a salutation. Lan Feng interrupted the middle-aged man's words, looking impatient.

"You young man......" The middle-aged man saw Lan Feng's more and more gloomy face, his voice stopped abruptly, sighed lightly, and said: "That's it, for the sake of you who you want to know who the deity is, you can tell you my nickname, just call me Xiao Xunbei." ”

"Xiao Xun ......" Lan Feng glanced at the middle-aged man with disdain, and pouted: "I think it's almost the same as calling you Lao Xun, okay, it's decided like this, in the future, your name will be called Lao Xun." ”

"How can this be, the old man is still young!" The middle-aged man glared at Lan Feng fiercely, but his body still didn't move.

"Then why do you call yourself an old man instead of a young man?" Lan Feng laughed teasingly.