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Chapter One Hundred and One
Qin Yan couldn't answer, he quietly looked at the person kneeling in front of him, and he was in a daze for a while.
He felt that he seemed to be wrong, and he did not know what was wrong. He felt that Fu Changling was wrong. He wanted to refute, but he didn't know what to refute.
Fu Changling was right. He couldn't like him. He didn't even know what he liked.
He and Jiang Yebai said that he would try and try to like Fu Changling. If he really likes it, it doesn't matter if he abandons him.
But whether it was him, Jiang Yebai, or even any monk who cultivated the ruthless Tao, he knew clearly that this was almost impossible.
He was deceiving Fu Changling, and he was also deceiving himself, so that there was such a glimmer of hope for the unopened knot between them.
But he deceived Fu Changling for too long. In the last life, this life, until the moment when Fu Changling asked, he didn't have any courage to refuse.
After a long time, he said with difficulty: "Okay..."
At that moment, the ancient bell of Hongmeng Temple sounded with a loud bang.
The ancient bell is dripping with the painstaking effort of the palace owner, and the alarm will sound only when the palace owner has an accident.
The complexions of Fu Changling and Qin Yan both changed. Qin Yan didn't have time to care about the two of them anymore, and instantly turned into a bright light, and rushed directly to Wenyue Palace.
Fu Changling also hurriedly chased after a brief stupor.
When the two of them arrived in front of Wenyue Palace one after another, they found that Wenyue Palace had already set up an enchantment. Qin Yan split the enchantment with a sword. Just after landing, he found a mess.
The entire Wenyue Palace was smashed by the sword qi, Qin Yan rushed in, Fu Changling followed closely, and said anxiously: "How..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Yan stopped instantly and opened his eyes abruptly. As if thinking of something, he turned his head and said anxiously: "You go!"
Fu Changling was taken aback for a moment. He saw Qin Yan's pale face instantly and suddenly realized what had happened. He calmed down and looked at Qin Yan calmly: "I said, don't make a decision for me."
With that, Fu Changling crossed Qin Yan and went all the way in. Qin Yan reacted and hurriedly followed. The two entered the Wenyue Palace, and Wenyue Palace was half broken, Jiang Yebai’s bed was still intact, and he was quiet. Lying on the bed, as if asleep, motionless.
With a layer of radiance over him, Qin Yan froze in place, not daring to take a step forward, his lips trembled, as if it were unbelievable.
Fu Changling calmly stepped forward and looked at Jiang Yebai who was lying on the bed.
At this moment, Jiang Yebai looked like a broken porcelain, and the revealed skin was cracked. Fu Changling raised his hand to touch him, and Qin Yan yelled out anxiously, "Don't touch it!"
He stared at Jiang Yebai, and the whole figure seemed to be in a nightmare. He stumbled to the bed and looked at Jiang Yebai in shock. He kept shaking his head and said in a low voice: "What...what Can……"
Obviously, he has successfully broken through. Obviously, it's okay. Obviously, he has avoided the previous life. Why...
How can it be exactly the same as the previous life.
Even when he fell in front of Wenyue Palace, those sword marks and the ruined courtyard were exactly the same.
Fu Changling looked at Qin Yan who had completely lost his mind. He was about to speak when he heard a loud shout from outside: "Killing the master and the disciple, don't come out quickly to die!"
This yelling and cursing was mixed with spiritual energy. Fu Changling raised his hand and threw out the barrier. However, the fluctuation of spiritual power still shook Jiang Yebai's body slightly, and then broke apart inch by inch, Qin Yan widened. After squinting, he stretched out his hand to grab the broken pieces, and tremblingly said: "No... don't..."
"Brother," Fu Changling grabbed Qin Yan and said anxiously, "Calm down!"
"Master...Master..."
"Brother!" Fu Changling squeezed Qin Yan's shoulders and said loudly, "He is dead, can you look at us?!"
Hearing this, Qin Yan finally recovered. He clenched his fist and raised his eyes inch by inch, forcing himself to look at Fu Changling with red eyes.
"What happened back then," Fu Changling said anxiously, "How did they convict you?"
"Ask outside the palace, it is the master who inherits the swordsmanship alone." Qin Yan said in a low voice, "Only I and the master will meet."
"That night, after the death of Master, Yuqiong Daojun brought the other five elders over and insisted that I killed Master and wanted to clear the door. Sang Ganjun was transferred away and rushed back halfway to help me. Let me escape from Hongmeng Temple."
Qin Yan was in a daze when talking about the previous life: "They came prepared..."
"Qin Yan! Get out!" The shouts of people outside screamed. They seemed to have already determined who the murderer was, and cursed outside. If it hadn't been blocked by Fu Changling's barrier, I'm afraid they would have already rushed out at this moment.
Qin Yan was in a daze when he heard the scolding, but he still supported himself and stood up slowly.
His whole body was shaking, but his face was still forced to calm down, and he continued to say, "They came to me. There is you in this life. It's different. Master is gone, but he made an agreement with Sang Ganjun. Still, with your ability, there should be no problem opening the array that has been prepared."
Qin Yan was very calm, and ordered this: "Wait a while, I will try to kill a group of them first. When tomorrow, you will get rid of the remaining group of people at the Junzitai, and you will be able to use the name of Master's direct disciple. , Together with Jianzong and Fu Family, stabilize the Hongmeng Heavenly Palace. Then you will redress my grievances..."
"why are you?"
Fu Changling interrupted him. He stared at the young man in front of him who did not hesitate to take the responsibility on him: "I am also a disciple of the master, and I am also a monk in the transformation stage, am I not?"
Qin Yan didn't speak, he looked at the young man in front of him who questioned him. After a long time, he said, "It's okay for me."
He has experienced it, and it is not the first time.
He doesn't hurt.
"I have."
Fu Changling looked at him without hesitation in reply.
"Fu Changling..." Qin Yan was a little dazed, "You should hate me."
Hate him for lying to him, blame him for hiding from him.
When Fu Changling heard this, he lowered his head and laughed. He stepped forward and took the person into his arms.
"I don't hate you." He said hoarsely, "I will never hate you."
"I love you forever."
As soon as the voice fell, Qin Yan felt his body soften, and his whole body collapsed and fell straight into Fu Changling's arms.
"Fu Changling!"
Qin Yan shouted loudly. Fu Changling ignored him. He helped Qin Yan who had lost his strength and put him down by the bed. Qin Yan looked up at him and said anxiously: "Don't be fooling around!"
"I'm not fooling around," Fu Changling laughed, and said softly, "Brother, tomorrow Junzitai, you go, you have suffered too much in your last life, I will come in this life."
With that, Fu Changling raised his hand. He wanted to touch him, but just before touching him, he remembered that he actually didn't love him at all.
He was afraid of annoying Qin Yan, so he slowly closed his hands and said, "Brother, I'm leaving."
With that, he stood up, turned and went out. Qin Yan looked at his back and listened to the screams outside. Finally, he lost his temper and shouted, "Don't go!"
Fu Changling stopped. He heard Qin Yan use a rare high tone, excitedly said: "I don't like you, I will never be emotional in my life! No matter how much you do or what you do, I don't care!"
"If it doesn't matter," Fu Changling raised his head slightly when he heard this, and looked at the dead leaves chased by the wind outside the window, "Why are you telling me this?"
"I am guilty."
"That's not indifferent."
Qin Yan was stunned, he looked at people not far away and turned his head, quietly looking at him.
Standing among the ruins, the person's eyes seemed to pretend to be Yunyue Xinghe, the vast universe, the drenched white clothes stained with soil, and his unsorrowful and joyless face carried a bit of detachment from the world.
Fu Changling looked at Qin Yan quietly. He saw the eagerness in his eyes and his gaffe, and he didn't know what happened. Fu Changling suddenly felt that everything was worth it.
He stepped back, took a coat from his spirit capsule, raised his hand and put it behind the man.
"Don't worry," he said gently, "I have so many ways that I won't die. The leader of the Immortal League doesn't sound good, I don't like it, and you are wronged in this life, okay?"
"Fu Changling..." Qin Yan trembled. He wanted to say but didn't know what to say. He knew that he couldn't stop him. He felt that there were countless guilt, sourness, and fears swarming up, so strong emotional shock, but He couldn't even drop a tear. He felt as if he was isolated in a transparent room. He saw such a strong love and hatred crashing against the house outside the house. He wanted to catch them, but couldn't catch anything. There were countless words and appeals to the house. There was only a sound of Fu Changling.
Hearing this call, Fu Changling seemed to understand everything, he smiled, tied the belt of his coat, and said softly: "I don't regret it. I don't know if you remember that feeling, but you like it. A person does not matter whether the other party will give back or not. If you love me, I will protect you. If you do not love, I must protect you."
As he said, he raised his hand and gently brushed away the hair sticking to Qin Yan's face. He stared at this person quietly. For a moment, he felt as if he had him in his eyes, but he didn't dare to think about it. He used to think too much, so the moment he knew the truth, he hurt too much.
But he couldn't restrain himself, and wanted to touch this person more. Even if this person just stared for a moment and looked back once, he felt that he could surrender his life to him.
Fu Changling looked at Qin Yan and saw that there was a little water in his eyes. Fu Changling couldn't help but smile. He lowered his head and gently kissed his thin lips. With the smell of blood on his lips and the breath of that person, Fu Changling closed his eyes, only to feel that in this action, they seemed to intertwined their lives.
Qin Yan tensed his body, his body trembling lightly, and water vapor poured into his eyes, making him unable to see his surroundings clearly.
He could only feel such strange contact and the person's scorching breath like himself, mixed with the person's slight trembling and forward determination.
After a long time, Fu Changling let go of him, with a smile in his low voice: "It's taking advantage of you again, don't worry."
Qin Yan didn't reply. He closed his eyes, his phoenix eyes were dyed with beads, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red, which looked like a little bit of bright color, like the moon falling in red, and the frost dyed candlelight.
Fu Changling stared at him for a moment, then whispered: "I'm leaving."
"Fu Changling," Qin Yan finally said, saying very hard, "Don't go, I will answer you for everything."
When Fu Changling heard this, he laughed quietly.
"This sentence," he turned the small fan in his hand at his fingertips, and the young man followed Fan Sui around, "When I come back, you will tell me again."
"You are my heart and soul, the suffering of this journey," Fu Changling's chuckle finally couldn't help but swallow a little bit more, "How can I be willing to let you eat?"
As he said, he walked out the door, Qin Yan watched him go all the way to the gate, and suddenly opened the gate.
The wind and rain swept in, and the sky was full of monks outside, and Fu Changling raised his head.
"Why Xiaoxiao, dare to find trouble here?!"
"Shen Xiufan," True Monarch Yuqiong stood in front, said coldly, "Hand over Qin Yan, the master-killing and rebellious apprentice!"
"Killing the master and the disciple?" Fu Changling laughed, "Why do you say that Qin Yan killed the person? Is there any evidence?"
"Look at the sword marks outside Wenyue Palace," Zhenjun Yuqiong squinted, "This is the Supreme Questioning Sword unique to Jiang Palace Master. This sword technique is unique to Jiang Palace Master, not Qin Yan, or You can't make it?"
"You're funny," Fu Changling closed the door and looked at everyone with a smile, "How do you know that I don't have a master, uncle or uncle or something? You are my master who jumped out of a crack in the stone? You can even have a few sword marks. As evidence, don’t you faint, right?"
"It's him!"
Suddenly there was a voice from the crowd. Fu Changling frowned when he heard the voice. He looked over and found that Yun Yu was standing in the crowd. He stared at Fu Changling, gritted his teeth, and trembled: " The murderer was not Senior Brother, it was Shen Xiufan, you don’t know, he actually...he actually..."
Fu Changling raised his eyebrows, and Yun Yu gathered great courage and finally said: "He is actually the son of the demon Lin Chen, Fu Changling!"
Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar. Fu Changling frowned and watched Yun Yu drew his sword and rushed directly at him, shouting: "Kill him and walk for the sky!"
As he said, Yun Yu rushed towards Fu Changling, Fu Changling's complexion unchanged, he gently avoided Yun Yu's sword, and the moment Yun Yu rubbed him and fell out, he felt something fell into his sleeve. .
Fu Changling's expression remained unchanged, and he kicked Yun Yu Fei out with a kick, then turned his head to look at the crowd: "If you have any evidence, just show it out."
"It turns out that it is you little demon," Yue Mingming got Fu Changling's identity, and he was furious. "Lin Chen's son, I'm afraid he would fall into the devil's way long ago. Just kill him!"
"Ha," Fu Changling laughed loudly when he heard this, "I finally told the truth, you came here, you were planning to kill, right? I said it early, so what do you need to talk about?"
Fu Changling has two fingers in one hand and pointed a sword on his chest, the bone-clearing fan is floating above his fingertips, and the other hand is turning his hand to hold the sword behind him, the magic formation under his feet rises, and the spiritual gathering tower rotates around him. .
He was dressed in black embroidered chrysanthemums and turned over the corners of the formation, and the thousand-face water that covered his face lost its effectiveness under his urging. The facial features that belonged to Fu Changling appeared, and the flame pattern printed on the center of the eyebrows after the transformation period. The Dao Seal was revealed along with the five senses, making it difficult to look away for a moment.
"Fu Changling, I let you go last time, today, you are dead!"
True Monarch Yuqiong looked at Fu Changling who was urging the formation of his feet, and shouted, "Go!"
After all, the monk came over the sky, Fu Changling smiled, Tan Xinjian turned a thousand swords and galloped out.
"What is Fu Changling's name, can this seat's name be called by you ass?"
With a move of Fu Changling's hand, the Bone-Clearing Fan suddenly fanned a violent wind, and then Fu Changling disappeared before everyone's eyes in an instant. When he reappeared in an instant, he had already carried the Tan Xin Sword itself and appeared in front of Yue Mingming.
"Remember," Tan Xinjian raised his sword and drew a bright light in the air. Fu Changling said without sadness or joy in his eyes, "My name"
"Huayang."