? "Okay, we will solve the problem between Sister Yan and me. She may have always regarded me as the Ye Chen in the past. The person she loves is not the real me. Senior sister should not mention this matter again." Ye Chen said.

"I don't want to say much about the relationship. Junior Sister Ye Yan doesn't know when she will be able to cultivate the 'Slaying Holy and Subduing Demons'. When she returns, you decide how to face her by yourself."

Ye Chen shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Let's talk about these things after I completely cut off that person's memory."

Although Ye Chen had long been determined to erase that relationship, the relationship he had for so many years was not completely forgotten. If you want to completely forget, you can only destroy it. However, the wisdom sword he condensed now is not complete and cannot destroy those memories.

Han Qingxue sighed in her heart and stopped talking. The two of them drank each other again, and soon there was a wine jar around her, and the drunkenness hit her mind. Ye Chen felt even more uncomfortable. She could be said to be able to relieve her sorrow by drinking.

He reached out to touch the storage bag, and a blue light flashed, and a quaint blue jade qin appeared in his hand. Ye Chen looked at the blue jade qin, put it on his face, and sniffed the breath of the jade qin deeply and greedily. It was the smell of the rain in the future.

This blue jade guqin was given to him by Ye Chen before and Hou Yu. Ye Chen has never looked at him since he parted. It’s not that he doesn’t want to, but he just can’t let himself forget Hou Yu.

Ye Chen knew very well that Houyu, as the saint of the Blue Rain clan, would be very safe for her to stay in the Blue Rain clan all her life. If she was entangled with herself, it would be very likely that she would lose her virginity at any time. Ye Chen would never let such a thing happen. Even if Houyu had already quietly walked into his heart in half a year, he could only hide it deeply.

"Zheng!"

Ye Chen raised his hand and waved a wisp of strings. In his mind, Hou Yu's figure and Zhan Xiaoling's figure emerged together.

"clank..."

Ye Chen placed the Lan Yu Guqin flat on his knees, began to tweak his hands, and sang it out of his mouth. A song "Drunk Dream of Xianlin" by Dong Zhen, who he likes very much on Earth, is very in line with his current mood.

A silence of misty rain waiting for the sky to break through the clouds

Listen to the wonderful sound of the Three Pure Ones is also called this. I heard it

Turn hands and reverse fate and turn hands to restore the universe

Why should we distinguish between being a Taoist and a monk?

A strand of tenacity is carved on the frost flower sword

Traveling all over the thousands of mountains to cleanse the demon soul

A young man can be arrogant and dare to scold the world for being unkind

No matter the opportunity or the root of disaster

Drunk and singing, which is true to me

You can't forget your love and make you sleepy

The fairy road is close to the distance, the forest is rainy and snowy

......

Listening to Ye Chen's singing, ripples appeared in Han Qingxue's eyes. Ye Chen's piano and singing were filled with a sense of courage and helplessness towards emotions. Both the singing and the piano had reached a very high level.

With the sound of the piano, the snowflakes flying in the sky seemed to turn into snow blades, cutting through the void, and the sound of arrogance and domineering aura were filled with the world.

After a long time, the sound of the piano and the song came to an abrupt end. Then, another song "Daughter's Sorrow" played out.

The clear rain and cold lilac

A song of sorrow flying flowers

The sound of the coldness gradually fades away

Daughter slavery crying

Tender song Glazed tears for the Lord

How can I stop playing the piano and remembering Wushan

The night stars hang in the eyes of your heart

The road of immortality is difficult to go far away

I wish to accompany you through the sky forever

I just regret that the sky cliff is separated from the empty space and sigh

......

Ye Chen did not sing, so he gently read out the lyrics. At this moment, Hou Yu's figure and appearance were in his mind, and his whole heart seemed to have completely melted into water.

The sound of the piano lingers in my heart, deep into the bones, the sorrow, the infatuation, the unregret, the expectation, regret, and helplessness. Han Qingxue felt deeply, and his heart became extremely uneasy. What kind of woman is the woman who can make such a song?

At this moment, Han Qingxue felt that she was about to melt under the sound of the piano, softness, infatuation, sorrow, no regrets, and so on, like a peerless fairy opening her long-closed heart and blooming the deepest and most truest things in her life, and the deepest love is for you!

Ye Chen was a little drunk, but the sound of the piano was not chaotic. He could feel Hou Yu's mood when he played "Daughter's Sorrow", so he played the artistic conception of this song, which touched Han Qingxue.

"What a piano, good music, good person, so infatuated."

Han Qingxue said in a low voice, and the voice seemed to have something more indifferent than before.

"A woman like Houyu is worthy of your cherishment." Han Qingxue sighed and said, "I can feel your contradiction. The path of immortality is difficult, but it is also full of opportunities. Although this road is bloody and cruel, it is not so dark. At least it can make people have a long lifespan. It is not ordinary people who change for a few decades in just a few years to the loess, which is as short as a flash in the pelvis, so fleeting that there is no extra time to feel the beauty."

Han Qingxue's words were like enlightenment. Perhaps they were born in the situation, so Ye Chen had been taking advantage of loopholes and forcing himself into a dead end.

Hou Yu is just a cultivator in the physical realm, equivalent to a mortal. Her life is only more than a hundred years later. After a hundred years, it will turn into loess and the beauty will die. Ye Chen felt a sense of panic when he thought of that scene.

No! He couldn't let Houyu grow old like this in his sadness. At this moment, Ye Chen changed his decision. He had not planned to go back to the Blue Rain Clan to see Houyu again. Now Ye Chen felt that he should go to the Blue Rain Clan once, bringing some spiritual pills to make Houyu a cultivator in the Secret Realm of Life Spring, increasing his life span. Ye Chen was unwilling to let her grow old many years later, and even more unwilling to let her die.

Whether it is love or love, Ye Chen owed Hou Yu too much. Although he had great kindness to the entire Blue Rain Clan, he owed Hou Yu deeply, and this debt was difficult to pay off, so that Ye Chen had always felt deeply guilty and guilt in his heart.

"Sister Qingxue, thank you for letting me figure out a lot of things." Ye Chen gently brushed his palms across the strings of the piano, and the thick warmth flowed through his heart, as if he was electrocuted.

"It seems that the woman named Houyu can make you forget a lot of unhappy things." Han Qingxue said softly. At this time, she was no longer so worried about the mental disaster that Ye Chen would face in the future. With Houyu, perhaps Ye Chen could defeat the inner demon and successfully overcome the disaster.

Ye Chen's heart knot gradually opened. He put away the Lan Yu Guqin, grabbed the wine jar and stretched it in front of Han Qingxue.

Han Qingxue smiled faintly and picked up the wine jar to meet him.

This was the first time Ye Chen saw Han Qingxue's smile. At this moment, it seemed as if all the snow in the world melted between this smile. The beauty had a feeling of sinking and obsessing, it was so beautiful.

But Han Qingxue's smile was too short, and she passed away with a smile, leaving endless regrets in Ye Chen's heart.

"Bang!"

The two of them bumped into the wine jar again and each started drinking a lot.

At dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the snow-white world, and the thick snow seems to be dyed with a layer of gold, which is particularly beautiful.

Ye Chen and Han Qingxue drank for an entire afternoon, and neither of them used their own cultivation to suppress alcohol. At this time, they were already very drunk.

A blush appeared on Han Qingxue's face and her eyes were a little confused. She smiled again, her red lips moved slightly, and a smile came up at the corner of her mouth, as if a spring breeze blew by, as if all the dead and silent things were sprouting and reborn at this time of laughter.

Ye Chen had drunk eyes and looked at Han Qingxue. Although he was so drunk that he was still captured by that smile, he was deeply immersed in that beautiful artistic conception.

At some point, the two of them leaned against each other, facing the bottomless cliff, Han Qingxue's head gently leaned on Ye Chen's shoulder. She was already asleep, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her peerless face was filled with a touch of bright red. Her usual coldness had already faded, like a shy girl.

Ye Chen closed his eyes tightly, and he fell asleep while maintaining a sitting position. One arm blocked Han Qingxue's slender waist. After getting drunk, the two of them fell asleep in the snow and ice.

The thin snow fell gently, and fell on their heads, shoulders, body, Han Qingxue's long eyelashes were stained with a few small snowflakes, and she slept like a baby.

At night, gusts of cold wind blew, and snowflakes blew on the bodies and faces of the two.

The sky is full of stars, so strange in this snowy world, it looks particularly bright and beautiful, just like the eyes of a lover, silently conveying love.

That night, Ye Chen had a dream. He dreamed of Hou Yu. In the dream, he hugged Hou Yu tightly. Looking at Hou Yu's happy smile, he also felt deep happiness. But at this moment, Hou Yu in his arms suddenly turned into Han Qingxue, which shocked Ye Chen.

He rubbed his eyes, Han Qingxue disappeared, and the person in his arms turned into Ye Yan again, with his beautiful face and affectionate eyes, looking at him with a smile.

This dream is very long, very long, as if it can never be finished. Until the morning of the next day, the fish belly turned white in the east, and a trace of morning light shone out through the clouds, illuminating the earth.

Ye Chen's eyes moved slightly, and Han Qingxue's eyelashes also trembled quickly a few times, almost at the same time, both of them opened their eyes.

With eyes facing each other, Han Qingxue's face turned red inexplicably, and she was so beautiful that she could not make a square object, but soon she returned to her coldness and left Ye Chen's arms, her expression became cold again, and she looked at Ye Chen with a blank look and said, "We were drunk yesterday."

"Um."

Listening to Han Qingxue's words, Ye Chen didn't know what to say, so he could only utter softly, and the two of them became silent.

"It's time for you to go back."

Han Qingxue broke the silence, her voice was very indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations.
Chapter completed!