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I saw the shadow of a black dragon fall to the ground and turned into a familiar person, standing not far or near ten paces away from him.
Han Yuan.
The two stood still for a while.
Cheng Qian didn't expect that he would encounter Han Yuan so soon, he was silent for a while, he secretly thought about how to speak to break the deadlock, and then he couldn't help but think of the white candle that had just been extinguished.
Cheng Qian suddenly realized that since the birth of the Vermillion Bird Pagoda until now, which step has Han Yuan not touched with human blood?
Will those who carry the blood debts of their teachers and their peers just let it go?
Han Yuan took the lead and said: "I also said that I would have to wait for a long time before I meet the next person. The younger brother's decision to kill is no less than us notorious stalkers."
Cheng Qian flicked his finger, and the small flame suspended in his hand exploded in mid-air, forming a lotus-like shape, and a river lamp slowly floated above the two of them, blowing Yinsen's ten The phalanx shines as if bathed in moonlight. He pulled the frost blade back into the scabbard without letting go, and the cold iron scabbard lightly knocked on the ground, then sat down next to him, beckoned to the biggest devil in the world, and said, "Come here."
Han Yuan stood still.
Cheng Qian: "Are you that demon or Han Yuan? Tell Han Yuan to come out and talk to me."
"Han Yuan" sneered: "Han-Yuan, one day, I will completely remove that waste."
Although he said this, he still closed his eyes slightly. After a while, the bàonüè in those red eyes suddenly became clear, and although his eyes were a little dodgy, the inside became clear.
The real Han Yuan walked to Cheng Qian without saying a word, sat down silently, and said softly, "Little Senior Brother."
When the little beggar was young, he was not very good-looking. He was a urchin who only gave bad ideas and silly fun. When he grew up, he still couldn't be called a particularly handsome mark.
He is tall, but his cheeks are very thin. He is dressed in a dark dragon robe. His temperament is always tight. The man looks like a dog.
Cheng Qian raised his head and glanced at the ten-square formation, which was surrounded by clouds and mountains, and couldn't be suppressed. After a while, he took his eyes back, fell on Han Yuan, and asked calmly: "What do you want to do now? "
Han Yuan didn't answer, just looked at him deeply.
Cheng Qian said again: "Why did you jump into the sea in the first place? Why did you run to mix with the Nightmare Pedestrians? Why let your inner demons go? Huh?"
Han Yuan lowered his eyes.
Cheng Qian: "Tang Zhen said that if Master hadn't sealed the master's immortality, you might one day be able to get the name of Beiming from him... Since you are so powerful, why do you still go to the foot of Fuyao Mountain to listen to it? Shanyin?"
Han Yuan suddenly gritted his teeth.
Cheng Qian hit him lightly with his calf: "What did you hear when you listened to the sound of the mountain?"
This time, Han Yuan finally opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "I heard the thatch flying on the hut of the unknown hall, Master's three-legged door table on the ground rattled, and there were big birds in the wind. Wings up, feathers fluttering, I guess... maybe a puddle."
Cheng Qiandao: "I don't know... Master gave us a precept for each of us at I don't know, yours is 'Rock', mine is 'Zi Zai', and he also said that the introductory homework is to copy the sect rules, you are ignorant and illiterate. I refuse to write."
Han Yuan showed an expression like crying and laughing.
Cheng Qian asked, "Do you mean it when you say you want to smoke the little sister's demon bones?"
Han Yuan raised his head slowly.
Cheng Qian said softly: "As long as you say no, I will believe you."
When the two of them were playing together when they were children, Han Yuan was always chatting, Cheng Qianai ignored him, and occasionally rewarded him with a perfunctory "hmmm". Yuan cherishes words like gold.
Han Yuan listened, avoided answering, and said slowly: "Tian Yan's self-proclaimed hand is a tree with deep roots, and it has not been visible for many years, but what is exposed is only the tip of the iceberg. ."
Cheng Qian listened expressionlessly, not looking surprised.
Seeing him like this, Han Yuan said, "Oh, you know, then it seems that the reason why the master was enchanted, and the reason why the island master Gu died unjustly, do you also understand?"
Cheng Qian: "I didn't ask you about this—"
Han Yuan interrupted him and said: "Then do you know that there were people from Tianyan place mixed in Suo Xiantai that day? Except for the three or five people like you who are wandering around, there are them in large and small schools. of……"
Cheng Qian saw that he was talking about him again and again, and the nameless fire in his heart burned to the middle of his eyebrows, and he said word by word, "I didn't ask you that! "
Han Yuan said to himself: "Jiang Peng was introduced to the Soul Eater when he was traveling abroad. At that time, if he did not suppress the Soul Eater and fell into the ghost realm, he would become a victim like those ghosts, but you know who will kill the ghost. Was the Dao Gongfa passed on to him?"
Cheng Qian had never heard of this, but at this time he didn't care at all, the fist hanging by his side involuntarily clenched, his calm expression finally broke, revealing a deep anger.
"Master only said that he was the first resentful soul buried under the Soul Eater Lamp, do you know who the second and third are?" Han Yuan said, "It is fifty miles away from Fuyao Mountain, in Taiyin Mountain, right in Where you and I are now, in a little-known town, Jiang Peng went mad and killed more than 50 villagers... Ten rooms and nine empty spaces, only one family put their infant son in a basket and hanged them. Entering the well. After hiding in the well for three days, he was picked up by an old beggar who wanted to beg for water along the way.”
Cheng Qian was stunned, feeling as if something was about to come out—
Why didn't Tianyan Office set up the Demon Slayer Formation on the former site of Fuyao Mountain when it intercepted Han Yuan, but at the foot of Taiyin Mountain, fifty miles away?
Why was there so many beggar children in the world that Master only fell in love with Han Yuan back then?
"The child followed the old beggar and became a little beggar. After more than ten years, he was ignorantly taken away by the real master in a dilapidated temple. Since then, he has a yard to live in, cranes to play with, and clean clothes to wear. And the brothers let him eat and drink every day, and the gods are not so happy..." Han Yuan slowly turned to Cheng Qian, his eyes fell on his chest, and after a while, he said hoarsely, "A painting soul, nothing left."
When Han Yuan's words came here, his eyes suddenly changed, as if Han Yuan, who was struggling and dodging in confusion, disappeared again, and the great demon of bàonüè once again occupied his body.
He sneered in a low voice: "They are the hand that flattened the world, and we ants in the world can only rub with that hand? Since the Dao wants such a dirty hand, why can't I betray? Come out? Anyway, at this point, everyone hates me, and no one will forgive me!"
"No one will forgive you?" A string in Cheng Qian's heart snapped. He repeated word by word, looking straight into Han Yuan's eyes, "Who doesn't forgive you?"
Han Yuan... The demon in his heart smiled sarcastically, and said, "Don't they hate me, senior brother? If it weren't for me, the Fuyao faction wouldn't have become the target of public criticism. How could senior brother be because of a hundred years... Haha, the pain of lovesickness. Infected with demons, I took advantage of the fact that I entered the Vermillion Bird Tower? What about you? Don't you hate me? You have personally confessed to the revenge of killing yourself under the thunder of the Southern Border..."
"Eldest brother has tried so hard to wipe your ass for the shit you've done so that you can return to the sect. You say he hates you?" Cheng Qian couldn't bear it anymore and shouted, "If I hate you, I won't allow you to do so much. Nonsense, I would have killed you a long time ago and sacrificed the sword!"
Cheng Qian's heart was in a mess, endless worries about how this matter would end, deep disappointment at Han Yuan's constant refusal to answer whether he wanted to pump the puddle of demon bones, and the old feelings and memories evoked by listening to the memories in the mountain formation were all mixed up. together.
He suddenly threw the frost blade aside and punched Han Yuan's side face: "How can you say it!"
I don't know if it was a demon or someone from Han Yuan who never guarded against his stinky beating with his bare hands, but he hit him straight, and there was a ridiculous bruise on his face.
Cheng Qian picked up his collar and put his knees against his waist: "How many times have I told you to tell Master, which time did you really complain? Han Yuan, you can get into the devil. Are you out of your mind?"
Tears were blurred in the corners of Han Yuan's eyes. He didn't know if he was crying, or if he was punched in his eyes.
Cheng Qian pushed Han Yuan against the wall and made a muffled sound. He was puzzled and roared: "Who doesn't want revenge? Are you bloody? In order to get revenge, you have to ignore it, and you will make troubles all over the world. The chaos caused countless people to become the same 'ants' as you were because of you? Do you have to take the bones of your junior sister for revenge? Then why did you give her the soul-searching needle? Strangle her to death!"
Cheng Qian felt an indescribable pain in his heart. He was panting heavily, staggering and taking a step back.
He squeezed the knuckles of his knuckles that had been beaten blue by himself, stood stiffly for a long time, and scolded in a low voice, "You bastard!"
Han Yuan put his hands in front of his face, as if a bone had been pulled from his back, it slowly collapsed. Hearing this scolding, he slid down the wall and sat on the ground.
Then, without warning, he let out an unbearable whimper.
Chapter 90
What's going on inside the ten-square array, it's invisible from the outside, all the monks in the dark under the Taiyin Mountain looked at the two rows of candles in front of the formation with bated breath.
I saw that the two rows of candles were extinguished one here and one there, which made people nervous, but a small cluster of candles, stared at by so many eyes, gave birth to a little blood and rain for no reason. Terrible meaning.
As soon as the candles move, everyone will follow the grass and trees.