Read the mind and eat the big melon! The melon field in the cultivation world is full of wild animal

Xiao Jixue, who was lying on the cold jade bed, suddenly opened her ink-black eyes.

This pair of deep and mysterious eyes was even darker than the ones Tang Yan had seen before, like a cold and silent pond.

It also looked like the eyes of some ancient ferocious beast, filled with overwhelming brutality and cruelty.

Tang Yan's breath was choked.

The person waking up in front of him was both his Xiao Jixue and not his Xiao Jixue.

Before he could see clearly.

The person on the couch seemed to have sensed something, and his silver-ink eyes were stained with an extremely cold and bloody color.

He stumbled off the couch and turned into a streak of light, rushing out of the hall.

Tang Yan hurriedly floated to catch up.

Following Xiao Jixue all the way, they came to a more solemn and majestic hall.

The man moved somewhere, and the whole picture of the Fairyland appeared in the water mirror hanging high in the hall.

Xiao Jixue's eyes were so red that they seemed to be dripping with scarlet blood.

His eyes trembled as if searching for the most important and precious thing to him.

Just as Tang Yan was about to move closer, he heard the man mumbling to himself in a trembling and desperate voice.

"no!"

"Ayan, where are you? Why is there no trace of you?"

"Why not?!"

He had clearly calculated the time. Once he had reached a certain level of cultivation, he would be able to recover his memories of his past life and find his Ah Yan and his wife.

But why can’t I find it?

He couldn't find his Ah Yan, and he couldn't find his wife.

Xiao Jixue covered his chest with his hands, his heart felt like it was being torn apart by someone's bare hands. The pain made his face pale and his body trembled.

"boom"

The man, who was shrouded in grief and despair, lost all his strength and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Then, Xiao Jixue "pu" spat out a large mouthful of bright red blood, and his entire jaw, neck and even chest were all bright red.

What made Tang Yan even more frightened and distressed was.

The light in Xiao Jixue's eyes went out, and drops of scarlet tears fell from the corners of her red eyes. Her eyes were filled with a violent blood color.

Even the soft and smooth silver hair was covered with frost and snow in an instant.

Tang Yan's heart ached and he felt like crying, so he rushed towards him.

Half kneeling beside him, she hugged the grief-stricken young man tightly.

She kissed him hard on the side of his face.

"Xiao Jixue! Senior Brother!"

"Please don't cry, I'm fine, nothing happened to me."

Tang Yan felt so heartbroken that tears welled up in his eyes.

He watched him cry and he wanted to cry too. He felt heartbroken and miserable.

But Xiao Jixue could neither see nor sense him, she just stared at the water mirror with her bloodshot eyes stubbornly and paranoidly.

Searching over and over again without getting tired of it.

But he never saw A Yan, the person he was thinking about so much.

Xiao Jixue's eyes became even more sinister and scarlet, and his body was gradually enveloped by an aura of destruction.

Ah Yan! Ah Yan!

He lost his inkstone again!

Suddenly, Xiao Jixue remembered something, and a glimmer of hope appeared in his desperate eyes.

With a wave of his hand, an ancient, heavy bronze mirror filled with the breath of time appeared out of thin air.

The young man suppressed his trembling hands and pressed his fingers on the bronze mirror.

In an instant, a golden light burst out from the bronze mirror.

Then, the figure of Tang Yan appeared above, from a little kid to an adult, and then to being murdered by Tang Feiyang and Elder Tang.

He was saved by Xu Zhenzhen, and in the end he was reduced to ashes while defending Xu Zhenzhen from the attack.

These few clips are Tang Yan’s short and servile life.

Xiao Jixue went from being overjoyed at finally finding Tang Yan to being despaired and collapsed at the end as he watched Tang Yan turn into ashes.

"Ayan! Ayan!" The young man's voice was hoarse, and his tone was full of helplessness and sorrow.

His perception is real!

Ah Yan! His wife was lost by him!

They had clearly made an agreement to meet, remember each other, and stay together in the next life.

Who can return his Ah Yan and his wife to him?

Xiao Jixue was so heartbroken that he couldn't straighten his back. His kneeling body was shaky and his back, which had always been as straight as a pine tree, was bent as if it could never straighten up again.

A loud "bang" was heard.

Tang Yan watched Xiao Jixue smash his clenched fist onto the white jade bricks in the hall.

A big hole was instantly created on the ground.

Xiao Jixue's finger bones were all broken, and blood soaked through his robes.

Drops of blood dripped onto the white marble bricks.

It is so red that it is blinding and heartbreaking.

Tang Yan's heart, which was numb with pain, trembled, and he gently placed his trembling hand on Xiao Jixue's hand.

Tears of heartache fell from the corners of my eyes.

"Brother!"

"Xiao Jixue!"

He couldn't help calling out and staring at the man deeply.

Xiao Jixue could no longer hold on. His handsome face turned pale, his eyes were dull and numb, and he was in so much pain that he needed Hen Xue to support his body.

The mournful and sorrowful "Ayan" echoed in the empty hall.

It's heartbreaking, painful and desperate to hear.

Tang Yan leaned on him, calling out "Xiao Jixue" again and again, comforting him and accompanying him.

The two of them were clearly leaning against each other intimately.

But due to the difference in time and space, he can see him, but he cannot sense him.

Xiao Jixue stayed in the hall for several days.

When he stood up again, he looked extremely disheveled, his handsome face was pale and his chin was covered with blue stubble.

His eyes were still scarlet, so deep and violent that they seemed to want to destroy the world without Tang Yan's presence.

Tang Yan followed Xiao Jixue worriedly and watched him take away the bronze mirror.

Then, he saw Xiao Jixue, who had completely transformed into a brutal killing god.

Although he only had the cultivation level of the peak of the fusion stage, he transformed into a dragon and killed several powerful dragons that were chasing him and his adoptive parents fifteen years ago.

Even more cold-bloodedly, he ordered the dragon monks of the Right Dragon Valley to brutally massacre all the dragons in the Left Dragon Valley. The dragons of the Left Dragon Valley fled frantically, and in the end only a dozen or so dragons escaped with injuries.

In the Dragon Valley, there were dragon roars, wailing and screams. All that was in sight was blood and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The clear Longgu River was dyed red by dragon blood.

After cleaning up Zuo Longgu, Xiao Jixue also captured Xu Zhenzhen, Tang Feiyang, and the people of Elder Tang's lineage who were possessed by the demons, as well as those who had bullied Tang Yan's previous life, and brought them all to Longgu.

In the dark cell.

Xu Zhenzhen, Tang Feiyang, Elder Tang and others endure inhuman torture every day.

The howls of pain almost pierced my eardrums.

"Kill me, please kill me." Xu Zhenzhen screamed and begged in despair.

The dragon monk who was torturing her soul felt scared.

The young man with white hair dyed by silver turned a deaf ear, his scarlet eyes fixed on Tang Yan in the bronze mirror.

His eyes were gentle for a moment, then quickly returned to being cold and violent.

With a wave of his hand, Xu Zhenzhen's soul was burned by the raging flames, and her inhuman screams echoed in the dark prison.

Xiao Jixue's eyes were gloomy.

Damn it!

She actually dared to feed A Yan the unclean medicine when A Yan was dying and control A Yan's soul.

Let his A Yan be willing to die for her!

And they actually dared to covet A Yan's things and harmed A Yan.

In an instant, Tang Feiyang and Elder Tang also let out miserable screams.

Damn it! All deserve to die!

Xiao Jixue couldn't control the murderous intent in his heart and almost crushed the souls of the three people.

Oh! He would not easily let them die and be free.

They must repay A Yan's suffering a million times over!

Tang Yan watched from the side and felt relieved.

Looking at the condition of his own Xiao Jixue, his heart ached.

A few days later, after all the revenge was taken.

Tang Yan saw a scene described in the original book.

Xiao Jixue was holding a soul-detecting spiritual device and was looking for something with his men.

He once doubted, but now he knows.

What this person is looking for is his soul.

But his previous life has been reduced to ashes.

Xiao Jixue would never be able to find him and collect even a bit of his soul.

Looking at the young man who was increasingly desperate and collapsing, and could only quench his thirst by looking into the bronze mirror, Tang Yan's heart ached again, and it hurt so much.

His Xiao Jixue's hopes were shattered time and time again, and the light in his eyes was completely extinguished, becoming empty and sad.

Senior brother, Xiao Jixue, he felt so distressed.

Tang Yan hugged and kissed Xiao Jixue countless times.

Even though he couldn't feel it, Tang Yan still did it again and again.

In the end, Tang Yan followed Xiao Jixue to the battlefield where the final victory of the third battle between immortals and demons was decided.

Seeing Xiao Jixue self-destructing without hesitation, Tang Yan's eyes welled up in tears again, feeling heartbroken.

But Tang Yan didn’t know was.

Just a few days ago, the immortal Tiandao found Xiao Jixue and said that if the demons could be completely eliminated, Tang Yan would be able to be reborn.

Xiao Jixue clearly had a way to deal with the demons and avoid death, but he chose to self-destruct.

When he faced death calmly, all he thought about was his A Yan, his wife.

Ayan, Madam, my baby.

here without you.

For me, every moment is difficult.

A Yan, walk slower and wait for me. I'm coming to find you.

In the next life, I will definitely find you first.

Never let my Ayan suffer any pain or grievance again.

A Yan, wait for me!

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ps: I am still sick and my head is still dizzy. The second chapter will be updated at noon.