Chapter 34 She saw the ending of her previous life
Just after passing through the black area on the border between Xizhou and Beizhou, Chu Wanjun exhaled a breath of hot breath, rubbed her palms and looked at the towns passing by below.
Snowflakes fell down, and a thin layer of snow on the airship covered her footprints.
His clothes were fluttering and his hood was blown off by the wind. Fortunately, there was no one around and he was not afraid of showing his face.
Chu Wanjun looked into the distance with complicated eyes, her mood was particularly complicated.
Relying on Hua Rong's words, she searched for three years in Xizhou and finally found the retrospective mirror.
In the retrospective mirror, she saw the ending of her previous life and saw her junior brothers who died one after another.
He saw Yun Yanchu whose body was pierced by ten thousand swords, and he also saw his master Hua Rong going completely crazy after their deaths.
He avenged everyone, and spent countless years searching for the retrospective mirror hidden in Xizhou.
He devoted himself to his cultivation and brought time back to the present.
The starting point where nothing has happened yet and nothing is too late.
In the past, Chu Wanjun's understanding of Hua Rong existed among "madmen", "drunkards" and "protectors". Respect was real, and fear was also real.
But she never thought that the uncertain master had deep feelings for them that they didn't know about.
Thinking of the final outcome of all of them, Chu Wanjun felt unspeakably complicated.
She wanted to rush back to Qianming immediately and tell her junior brothers what her master had done for them.
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Since that morning, Hua Rong has prepared three meals a day for several people just as he said, and what he prepares every day is never the same.
This also gave several people a new understanding of Huarong.
In the past, they thought that Hua Rong could only kill people, but they never thought that the food cooked with his murderous hands was also exceptionally delicious.
Also because they have been having meals together these past few days, the originally rigid master-disciple relationship has actually eased somewhat.
Looking at Hua Rong, who was serving Yun Yanchu, Mo Zhifan and Shen Nanzhou rarely showed smiles in front of Hua Rong, instead of having tense faces.
But on this day, someone was mentioned in the conversation between several people.
Wei Siyou.
Speaking of Wei Siyou, Mo Zhifan also thought of this junior brother.
Wei Siyou in the previous life was weak and was not sent to Qianming until he was approaching his sixteenth year. Due to his health and personality, he spent most of his time only on his own peak after arriving in Qianming.
Therefore, they have no feelings for each other, just like they do for Hua Rong.
It only exists on this surface level of relationship.
Only Hua Rong knows the ending of Wei Siyou in his previous life.
When Wei Siyou was mentioned, Huarong Bucai's hand paused.
"He should be treating patients. With experience, he might be able to come back in two years." Hua Rong said calmly.
"I only hope that the fourth junior brother can enter the Jin Sect as soon as possible." Shen Nanzhou said sincerely.
In fact, they were all very curious about this junior brother.
In the previous life, Wei Siyou lived alone and joined the sect too late, so he had no feelings for them.
But in the next life, everyone will find that they had certain blind spots towards the other person in the previous life.
With the new opportunity to understand, I realized that I missed a lot in my previous life.
Among them, those who had the most profound insights were Mo Zhifan and Shen Nanzhou.
There wasn't much interaction between the two of them in the previous life, but in this life, under the influence of Yun Yanchu, the two of them were often together, and over time, they became familiar with each other.
The two of them can now understand each other's meaning with just one look. Who would have dared to believe this in the previous life.
Hua Rong saw everyone's ending in his last life. Wei Siyou died before Yun Yanchu, because he died to let Yun Yanchu escape.
The corpse was riddled with holes, as if it had been corroded.
He personally collected Wei Siyou's body and killed everyone who forced him to come here.
Looking back now, I still feel unbearable hatred in my heart.
Fortunately, everything can start again, but Hua Rong was also puzzled.
Why did he bring everything back to the starting point, but everyone's memories did not return to the starting point.
What about Yun Yanchu? What about Lin Wanqing?
Huarong looked sideways, and saw Yun Yanchu ladling soup with a spoon in his hand.
Whether before or after his rebirth, Yun Yanchu has always been like this, and it doesn't seem like he has been reborn.
Huarong's facts are just as they appear. It's okay for them to remember it, but Yun Yanchu just doesn't need to remember it.
He will protect everyone in this life, Lin Wanqing, Qingyu Sect, Fuyan...
He will send them to hell one by one.
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The fourteenth day of the winter lunar month is a very special day.
Just after midnight, light snow began to fall in various parts of Beizhou except Qianming.
The snow that originally started to fall in the twelfth lunar month actually arrived in the winter lunar month earlier this year.
Dusk and snowflakes make the air chaotic, and the distance is blurry. Only a few invisible lights tell the story of the world.
Yun Yanchu was wearing fashionable clothes and sitting on a soft couch in the room, holding a pen in his hand and writing a sentence on the rice paper with a serious expression.
Opposite her sat a child of about five or six years old, dressed in bright red clothes and brocade robes. What was surprising was that the child had long red hair, and even his eyes were as bright as gems.
The little guy watched Yun Yanchu's pen tip walking on the paper, feeling a little bored.
"Mom, I want to play in the snow." He slumped down on the soft couch and muttered. He raised his little hand, and a ball of fire suddenly rose from his palm.
Then he lowered his little hand a little further, and the fire ball extinguished itself without any wind.
A wisp of white smoke drifted into the house.
Hearing Xiao Hong's words, Yun Yanchu paused while holding the pen, raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "I'll take you to Jingcheng at dawn."
"No, I want to stay with my mother." Xiaohong shook her head repeatedly and pouted slightly when she heard this.
"Then what do you want? There is no snow in Qianming. You need to leave Qianming's world to have snow to play with." Yun Yanchu asked with a puzzled frown.
Xiao Hong immediately felt as if she was wilting, "I don't want to leave my mother. It's not fun at all when my mother is not here."
Xiaohong said, jumped down from the soft couch, ran to Yun Yanchu's side, and hugged Yun Yanchu's hand tightly.
Yun Yanchu didn't understand why this little guy was so clingy today, but he still rubbed Xiaohong's head patiently. After he finished writing the letter on the table, he flipped it over with his hands, and the letter automatically turned into a spirit. The crane flew away.
After sending the letter away, Yun Yanchu lowered his head and looked down. He didn't expect that Xiao Hong was sleeping soundly on her legs, if it weren't for the drool that was about to fall from the corner of her mouth.
Yun Yanchu might let it sleep here again.
But when he saw the saliva at the corner of his mouth, Yun Yanchu's face darkened, and with a wave of his hand, he twisted Xiao Hong directly into the spirit beast space.
Xiao Hong felt a change in the surrounding environment in a daze, and the soft touch just now completely disappeared.
Xiao Hong did not wake up, but shrank down and curled up into a ball in the spirit beast space. Her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she was a little afraid of the cold.
The little mouth murmured twice and fell into sleep again.