Zhenyi's 104th year, the imperial capital.

The Emperor Yuan of Xining and the Hushui Mountain in Zishuicheng triumphantly passed away, destroyed the ghost village, and changed its name to Yunhunhushang Land. The next month, a large army was sent to dig Yunhunhushang Land and found countless rare treasures. People all said that the original ghost village was originally a tomb, but the owner of the tomb was a secret.

What became the topic of conversation among the world after tea was that Emperor Xining, who was not close to women, brought an unknown woman into the palace on his way back, which caused an uproar in the court and the country.

Just as the cold night of the twelfth lunar month was rushing, the markets everywhere in the imperial capital were particularly lively.

A man and a woman walked out of the medicine hall, which was particularly conspicuous among the crowd. The man was dressed in a unruly swordsman dress, and a smile was always slanted with a curve of smiles. At first glance, he looked like a prodigal son, which was handsome and unrestrained. The woman walking beside him had a straight face, her peach blossom eyes were extremely gorgeous and vivid, and her eyes seemed to be filled with stars, noble but not cute, with a bit of an iceberg beauty.

Although this pair is a handsome man and beautiful woman, their style is completely incompatible. The man walked along the way, holding the head and enjoying the house, and playing with the little toy for the house. The woman kept walking in front of her, without distraction, and she looked at her eyes. The two of them were twisted together, and they seemed a little warm.

"Chestnut cake, chestnut cake, fresh chestnut cake~"

There were many small stalls selling chestnut cakes all the way, and the sound followed her all the way. Jing Che was finally annoyed. He stopped for the first time, and Baili Fengjian was around him. I don’t know where he went.

She stood in a daze, looking past the hot night. The pastries in the steamer were crystal clear, but they couldn't smell any smell, making her feel that she was out of place in this lively world.

"Girl, let's have some chestnut cakes? The one I made at home is the most authentic in the imperial capital, a century-old brand..."

The eyes suddenly turned dark and were covered by a pair of big hands. The man hugged her shoulder strap and she left: "Stop looking."

She slowly opened Baili Fengjian's hand, and the lights outlined the outline of her thin face, revealing a bit of perseverance: "It's been eight years, and I've been used to it for a long time. Do you think I'm still a girl from back then, and a plate of chestnut cake can make people collapse?"

"Yeah, I've grown up." He said inconsistently, raised his hand to rub her hair, and then he saw that she had grown a lot taller, no longer the pink girl he could pick up by just raising his hand.

"Grow up." She closed her eyes and followed her with her eyes down, her steps had already passed by him.

The word growing up means countless different pasts to her.

At the beginning, she longed to grow up and become a woman, a woman who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Later, when she grew up, the number of killings gradually increased.

"A Che." Through the market, from the most lit to the dim lights, Baili Fengjian's eyebrows and eyes began to sink a little, and there was a little helplessness in his tone.

Jing Che stood in the shadow and turned around and laughed softly: "I know what you want to say, but don't say anything."

But he insisted on speaking: "Can't you even forgive me for a brief period of time even here?"

Jing Che's tone suddenly became sharp: "Forgive me? Baili Sword Saint, do you think you have done something wrong?"

After so many days since the Ghost Village, their relationship has been close and distant. Although they no longer hate each other, they have nothing to say when they are together. There are too many minefields between them, and no one will mention the events that happened in Jiahuang Mountain, or the days when Jing Che was still in red, or the determination to cut his hair and break his meaning. But not mentioning it does not mean that it does not exist. These silences have turned into thorns when they get along with each other, and they are always standing between them.

It's like a hidden bomb that can explode at any time, such as this moment.

Baili Fengjian was so refuted that she suddenly lost some confidence. After a while, he reached out to hold her shoulder and couldn't help but feel a compassionate tone: "I think that time has passed so long, it is enough to smooth out all the injuries and make you forgive me."

"So, the reason you will forgive me is just because time has passed long enough, not because you trust me," Jing Che's face appeared with a sad smile, "Then do you know that the suffering I suffered in the past eight years has been repeatedly adding to my hatred for you?"

After she said that, she was about to leave. Baili Fengjian grabbed her hand in the lingering lights, and his voice seemed to tremble: "A Che."

Jing Che looked slightly sideways, and a little sneered in his tone: "Master... I feel that this scene seems to be upside down."

Yes, it was reversed.

He always walked in front of her with confidence, and knew without doubt that she would follow him, holding his hand or pulling his sleeves happily, but now, when she grew up, she was not willing to follow him.

Once he returned to the inn silently, Jing Che began to pack his luggage silently.

"What are you doing?" Baili Fengma was a little helpless and wanted to stop her hand movements, but she did not politely. Now it was evening, and his spiritual power was on her, and he really had no choice but to do anything to her.

"I'm going to the city of retreat. If you want to stay in the imperial capital, then stay."

"Ache, do you have to find the ** God Seal?"

"If you don't find the ** God Seal, how can you get out of this time and space?"

Baili Fengjian sighed: "Wait a few more days, I will accompany you. If you don't have spiritual power during the day, it will be inconvenient to move."

"Since you're leaving, why can't you leave now?"

"When Su Yue left the palace and went back with her, she said she was just a few days to enter the palace and play," Baili Fengjian touched his index finger and thought, "I don't know how many days she said, so I can only wait, after all, I agreed to her."

Jing Che slowly frowned: "You know her ending, maybe she won't be able to come back as soon as she enters the palace, so why should you wait?"

"Maybe it wasn't this time that she entered the palace? She has not broken with the Sword Saint Sect yet, which means that everything has a turnaround."

"A turnaround? Do you want to change her destiny?"

Baili Fengjian supported her forehead: "I can't watch her enter the palace and die in desolate in the end."

"But Gu Zhan saw his ending from my past. He tried to fight but failed. This shows that no matter whether we participate or not, our destiny will not change," Jing Che stared into Baili Fengjian's eyes, "Master, you actually believe it too."

Baili Fengjian was slightly stunned.

"You are a person who has always believed in fate. From a few days since Su Yue promised Yuan and entered the palace to recuperate, you knew that this was destined to be her life, but you still have to stay in the imperial capital, which means you actually don't want to go to the city to go back. I'm right?"

Baili Fengma raised his eyebrows and did not deny it: "It's better for Ache to understand me."

However, in Jingche's serious and questioning gaze, Baili Fengjian gradually curled his smile and said seriously: "You are right, I don't want to find the last ** divine seal."
Chapter completed!