Infinite flow: The non-African's partner is the European emperor

"There is a cave here, could they be inside?"

When Xie Cang was about to ask Zhou Xingchen why he was unconscious, he heard voices outside.

"Shh." Seeing Xie Cang standing up alertly, Zhou Xing stopped him, put his index finger on his lips, and told them not to speak.

A golden card flew out of his hand and turned into a curtain of light at the entrance of the cave, so that people outside could not see them.

The disciples of Tianlinmen first used attacks to test the cave, but all the attacks were blocked by the barrier, without even the slightest fluctuation, so the people outside thought it was safe.

"No one." The disciple who spoke was relieved, but couldn't help but complain: "This Cangshan Mountain is really big, and there are dangers everywhere. It's too troublesome to find someone."

Another disciple said, "We will split up with Senior Brother You Heng and the others. If we continue to search from here, there will be no way out. Xie Cang is definitely not here. We might as well be lazy for a while and look for Senior Brother and the others later."

"Don't you think it's strange?" Someone else said, "We sent a distress signal to the elders before, but they haven't shown up yet. Could they be in danger?"

"That's impossible. He's an elder."

"Who knows? Let's just listen to Junior Sister and rest in this cave."

Their voices were getting closer and closer. Zhou Xing made a gesture. Xie Cang and Zhou Xingchen understood what he meant and nodded slightly.

Zhou Xingchen had just woken up, and Xie Cang didn't intend to let him take action, so he stood directly in front of him, both to protect him and to stop him.

The disciple of Tianlinmen entered the cave and passed through the barrier. Before he could even see the situation clearly, he was quickly killed by Zhou Xing and Xie Cang.

Zhou Xing used [Soul Extraction].

"Soul-stealing technique?" Xie Cang was a little surprised and asked, "Are you also a demon cultivator?"

"No." After Zhou Xing finished reading the memories of these people, he started a fire with disgust and burned them all to ashes.

"Let's go to the back mountain." Zhou Xing walked directly towards the cave entrance. After taking two steps, he thought of something and turned back to Xie Cang and said, "I'm alone, you guys can do whatever you want."

Xie Cang clenched his fists and understood the other meaning in Zhou Xing's words, which was urging him to take the opportunity to tell Zhou Xingchen the truth.

After Zhou Xing's back disappeared into the cave, Xie Cang's wrist was grabbed by Zhou Xingchen. His voice sounded a little strange: "A Cang, when did you become so close to him?"

At this time, he was still jealous.

Xie Cang frowned and tried to pull his hand away, but Zhou Xingchen held it even tighter.

"Zhou Xingchen, I have something to tell you." Xie Cang's expression was very solemn, as if he had made some mental preparations. Upon closer inspection, his hands were shaking unconsciously.

Zhou Xingchen pursed his lips, released his hand, and said in a cold tone: "I don't want to listen."

He turned around and was about to leave, but Xie Cang suddenly grabbed his sleeve and pushed him against the wall, saying with irresistible force: "You must listen."

Zhou Xingchen turned his face away, obviously not wanting to listen.

But it was no longer up to him.

Xie Cang was afraid that if he didn't say it now, he would never find an opportunity later.

Zhou Xingchen held Xie Cang's waist with his hand, and spiritual energy emerged from his fingertips, intending to knock Xie Cang out directly, but Xie Cang reacted quickly and shouted, "Zhou Xingchen, I didn't lose my memory, because I am not Xie Cang at all, so I don't have any memory of him at all. I lost my memory because I was afraid that you would find out, so I pretended."

"You said...what did you say?" Zhou Xingchen's hand froze in the air, the shock and disbelief on his face were too obvious.

Xie Cang bit his lip, took a few steps back, distanced himself from him, and said with strong repression: "I am not Xie Cang. Xie Cang died in the fire five years ago. I am just a lonely ghost who borrowed his body to survive."

He looked down at Zhou Xingchen's clenched fists, his heart filled with bitterness.

He finally said it out, but he didn't feel relieved at all. In fact... he felt more and more uncomfortable, as if he was holding a breath of depression that he couldn't get out or go out.

"Xie Cang, you said that because you are angry, right?" Zhou Xingchen's tone was calm but suppressed.

As expected. Xie Cang smiled bitterly. Zhou Xingchen's reaction was within his expectations, but the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

"Zhou Xingchen, I have no need to lie to you. In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will find that Xie Cang and I have many different habits."

"Yeah..." Zhou Xingchen had actually discovered a long time ago that when they met again after five years, Xie Cang's habits had changed a lot, and his personality was not as cute as when he was a child. However, he thought that was because of the blow he suffered, and never thought that there would be another person in Xie Cang's body.

Zhou Xingchen's expression became terrifying. Xie Cang was a little scared, but after taking half a step back, he stopped.

He had already prepared himself to be killed by Zhou Xingchen.

"Zhou Xingchen..." He still couldn't help but call Zhou Xingchen's name.

A cold light flashed across his neck, leaving a trace of blood. At that moment, he felt an unstoppable murderous intent, which was Zhou Xingchen's murderous intent towards him.

“Ha…” Xie Cang covered his face, and actually couldn’t help wanting to cry.

"Get lost." Zhou Xingchen didn't want to listen to him anymore, and the anger in his chest surged.

Yes, that's how it should be.

Xie Cang thought to himself, he was not the real Xie Cang anyway, and Zhou Xingchen was merciful by not killing him after knowing the truth, so what reason did he have to stay here?

"Contract..." He moved his lips, wanting Zhou Xingchen to cancel the contract so that they would have nothing to do with each other from then on.

But Zhou Xingchen just looked at him with cold eyes. Before he could speak, Xie Cang panicked and left in a hurry.

The snow outside has stopped.

Xie Cang actually didn't know where to go.

He thought that the disciples of Tianlinmen were looking for him, so it would be better for him to go there in person to avoid running into Zhou Xingchen later.

With this thought in mind, Xie Cang flew away on his sword.

Zhou Xingchen walked out of the cave and looked at his back with dark and cold eyes. After a long while, he saw his lips move slightly and whispered softly: "Is Xie Cang dead..."

At this moment, one could actually hear a hint of helplessness in his voice.

But no one could answer his question.

Xie Cang ran around Cangshan aimlessly, more like he was venting his anger.

When passing by a hill, he heard someone calling him. Looking down, he found it was the man named Munashe.

"Xie Cang, come down."

This tone...

Xie Cang stopped flying his sword with a stern face, jumped down directly, and landed beside Zhou Xing. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you all like to use this tone? It's so annoying!"

Zhou Xing looked at his red eyes and slightly red nose and knew that he must have cried.

"Tell him."

Xie Cang muffled: "Yeah."

Zhou Xing continued to ask: "What was his reaction?"

Xie Cang complained quietly: "If it were good, I wouldn't be here alone."

He followed Zhou Xing with small steps and blinked his eyes, as if he couldn't hold back his tears again.

"He doesn't want me anymore."

After a long while, Zhou Xing heard Xie Cang say this sentence with a faint trembling voice.

Zhou Xing snorted and said, "Are you sure?"

Xie Cang glared at him and shouted angrily: "What's so uncertain about this? I'm not the Xie Cang he likes. It's good enough that he didn't kill me."

"Well, do you want to make a bet?" Zhou Xing suddenly stretched out his hand. He had already stepped onto a very high step, and it seemed that he was planning to help Xie Cang.

Xie Cang frowned, pushed his hand away, looked at him, his eyes still a little misty, and asked: "What are you betting on? What's the stakes?"

"I bet he will come to you. You don't have to do anything or look back. He will come to you."

"As for the bet, I'll tell you when I've thought it through."