Xie Chulian's expression remained unchanged when she heard this, as if she had just heard a very ordinary greeting: "Okay, is there anything else?"

Qi Muhua was choked by Xie Chulian's attitude and wanted to ask, "Don't you want to know what we are doing?", but she held it in a hurry.

He took out a string of Buddhist beads that he had played with for many years, then fiddled with the ninth one, closed his eyes and sensed it, and couldn't help but frown.

Xie Chulian knew that he was looking for the time and space where Ye Wanhuai was, so she didn't disturb him. Seeing him look embarrassed, she hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Muhua said: "This... Ye Wanhuai is in the other time and space, and the sequence is Guimao."

As he said that, he clicked the Buddhist bead, with a complicated expression: "It was the year when you ascended the throne as king in ancient times."

Xie Chulian was stunned for a moment, and then showed a smile: "He is really smart."

After a pause, Xie Chulian looked at Qi Muhua and Bai Wuyan who were a little confused and sighed: "Don't go to find him anymore. When we find him, he will probably be dead."

As soon as she finished speaking, Qi Muhua immediately clicked the Buddhist bead, and then said in surprise: "He is really dead! His soul and soul are destroyed!"

He frowned, a little puzzled, and Bai Wuyan was even more anxious: "How could he die...?"

Xie Chulian was silent.

After a long time, she looked at Qi Muhua and Bai Wuyan in a steady manner, and murmured quietly: "So, the clone will also have feelings."

She said, ignoring the sudden colorful faces of the two of them, and just touched the jade pendant on their waists. Suddenly, she felt something. She quickly took off the meridian with the jade pendant, took it apart with trembling hands, and then found in shock that there was an old note wrapped inside.

There are a few words written crookedly on it, which looks ugly, like a child who has just learned to write.

"A Lian, you must be happy every day in the future."

Xie Chulian recognized that this was Ye Wanhuai's word.

When she picked up Ye Wanhuai in ancient times, Ye Wanhuai was still a slave to a family. She was almost beaten to death because she secretly learned to write.

It was Xie Chulian who passed by to save him. At that time, Xie Chulian was only at the Golden Pill stage of cultivation. The two of them supported each other and walked to the highest position.

Whenever she wanted to teach Ye Wanhuai to write, Ye Wanhuai always acted coquettishly and fooled her. Over time, Xie Chulian stopped forcing her.

When did Ye Wanhuai become paranoid and extreme?

When did I gradually alienate Ye Wanhuai?

...When did the two men who once smiled and shared a steamed bun, who were like siblings, have come to this point?

Xie Chulian closed her eyes, then choked and said to Qi Muhua and Bai Wuyan: "I... let's go first."

...

Xie Chulian left Baiyue Temple and then left Prajna City. He was in a state of dismay along the way and bumped into many people.

She returned to the ghost world, but she didn't go to the palace as soon as possible. She stood in front of a small thatched hut and looked at it as if sad and happy.

Ye Wanhuai is dead.

Xie Chulian felt that it was a little unreal and a little empty, as if she had lost something particularly important.

Ye Wanhuai died just like this, not even under her hands, nor in this space and time.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

Xie Chulian choked and squatted on the ground, took off her mask gently, and cried and cursed: "I deliberately died when we were the happiest time, and deliberately left a note! Ye Wanhuai, are you cheap?"

"You said, are you cheap?"

Xie Chulian's voice was hoarse. She touched the meridian with notes. Big tears fell, soaking the snow-white silk thread: "I said I wanted to teach you how to write, but you refused. You said [I want to be the knife in A Lian's hand, and the knife doesn't need to be able to write]; I said I want to buy you a big house, but you refused. You said [just that thatched hut we lived in when we were in a downturn]..."

"I'll make me feel like I'm dead!" Xie Chulian sniffed, "Even if you are sure, even if I don't like you, I will never forget you when you come like this!"

"I won't fulfill your wishes!"

“…”

Xie Chulian cried for a long time and was a little tired of crying, so she walked into the small thatched hut carefully, and then sat on the bed, wanting to lie down and rest.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she lay down, she saw the wall against the bed full of crooked words.

【The first day waiting for A Lian.】

【The next day waiting for A Lian.】

【…】

Until, [waiting for A Lian's third year.]

There is nothing behind.

Only one sentence is left.

【I can't wait for A Lian anymore, she will definitely not want me anymore.】

It crossed out gently and changed to [A Lian won’t want me].

Xie Chulian trembled and stroked the words written on black charcoal. She was a little confused. Before she could react, she heard Xiao Zhiyin send a voice message to herself, and her voice was full of excitement: "Sister, you are so fast, the national fortune of Qin has returned! The snow disasters in all parts of Qin have been alleviated, and the snow in the royal city has also stopped..."

Xie Chulian put away Xuan Yu Order in a daze.

After a moment, she burst into tears again.

"You are so smart on weekdays, why don't you know you're pretending to die now?!"

Xie Chulian still held the lucky thing in her heart that "Ye Wanhuai is just a golden cicada, but in fact she is not dead." However, Xiao Zhiyin's message now undoubtedly broke this lucky thing.

In the pain, she thought, what she said in Baiyue Temple was right.

The clone... will also create feelings.

...

When Xiao Qingxian rushed to the palace in the ghost world, Xiao Zhiyin happened to receive the news of Chen Xiaoxiang's return of Qin's fortune, which was very happy.

As soon as Xiao Qingxian arrived at the palace, Ruan Jiaojiao respectfully invited her into the bedroom where Xiao Zhiyin was. While guiding Xiao Qingxian into it, she joked: "It's amazing today. There are two distinguished guests in front and back."

Xiao Qingxian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Besides me, there are people around him?"

Ruan Jiaojiao said: "Who is specific, I am not convenient to tell me... But you are here to come to see the little princess. That one is here to find the king. I think I can't catch up with you. Don't worry."

The other distinguished guest Ruan Jiaojiao's mouth was Demon Lord Shanluo, and Xiao Luoshan was undoubtedly.

Xiao Qingxian didn't ask much, and heard Ruan Jiaojiao say this, so she felt relieved - after all, Ayin is Xie Chulian's sister, and it's not time to reveal her identity yet.

Thinking of this, he walked all the way into the bedroom where Xiao Zhiyin was.

...

Xiao Luoshan also went to the Ghost Realm Palace. Junqiao, who came to greet him, was a taciturn person, but Xiao Luoshan had a lot of words.

"This is my first time in the Ghost Realm Palace. A Lian's aesthetic taste is pretty good."

Junqiao: This is what I built.

"Hey, this fountain is pretty good, I'll do it when I go back."

Junqiao: This is also built by me.

"Then is Mingyue Palace, right? Is A Lian's male pet living?"

Junqiao: This...wait.
Chapter completed!