unintentional

At the end of the bamboo forest is a wall.

"Father, where should we go?" Fan Yi said.

"Don't be fooled by appearances."

Fan Minzhong recited a formula, and a stone door suddenly opened under the wall.

"The Wusorrow Cult is not as small and barren as it appears on the surface. There are many secret passages in this land, but I can't tell you. After I die, the elders will tell you."

It was only then that Fanyi noticed that the abnormal color on the old man's face had faded away, his complexion was very rosy, and his complexion was also very healthy, which was clearly the reflection of a person before death.

"Father...Father, don't say such unlucky words..."

"Okay." Fan Minzhong interrupted his son and said, "This is it."

"Dare to ask Miss Fan, what is your father's business?" On the carriage to the imperial city, Yu Fuchen couldn't help but asked Fan Min when he was about to cry.

The heart-wrenching pain had come over several times along the way, which reminded Yu Fuchen of what Qiu Qing said about transferring the pain of Gu poison.

If that is true, what will happen to Xiao today?

He didn't dare to think about it, but he knew that Xiao Xiao was also suffering the pain that should belong to him.

Fan Min was taken aback, but after regaining his senses, he was in a daze: "Father, Father is leaving..."

gone?

This word can have many meanings, but it can only have one interpretation when applied to Fan Minshan.

death.

In fact, think about it is also the truth.It is not easy for Fan Minshan to wake up at an old age, and he was severely injured by the demon cultivator, let alone expect him to live for a long time.

Yu Fuchen was speechless for a moment when he saw Fan's sensitive and hurt appearance.

Should it be said that the mourning has changed?

he does not know.

Tianxuan Sect doesn't care about life and death, so he can't understand this feeling.

So Yu Fuchen chose not to say anything, and stopped talking after nodding his head.

There was no expression on his face, giving people a sense of indifference.Fan Min himself was afraid of him, so he didn't dare to speak.The two sat in the carriage silently, listening to the crackling sound of the wheels rolling against the ground.

Man is such a creature, he will be indifferent to many things, but only when a disaster happens to himself or the person he cherishes most can he appreciate the grief.

But when the time comes, no amount of grief will help.

Tianxuan Mountain.

Chi Qiushui looked at the direction of the imperial city with dark eyes, while the people around him were a little terrified.

"Brother, what you ordered is..."

"Yes. But so what?" Chi Qiushui said: "Qiu Qing, don't forget that the entire Tianxuan Mountain deserved it, and they should give everything for what we lost."

The people around him seemed to be Qiu Qing who should have left.

"But that's Yu Fuchen, you didn't treat him..."

"That's right..." Chi Qiushui sighed, "I already had feelings for him that I shouldn't have. Therefore, senior brother won't die, I will only kill Bai Ye."

"Brother!" Qiu Qing said excitedly, "Are you crazy? They're all dead, what's the point of doing this! You don't know who Bai is also? He's dead, you think Yu Fuchen will let you go What!"

"What do you know?" Chi Qiushui smiled mockingly: "It will be finished soon, isn't it?" He looked at the grass not far away.

There lay a girl.Her beautiful face was dead silent, as if she had fallen into an eternal dream.

"What should Zhong Yuan do?" Qiu Qing asked as if giving up the dispute.

"Wake her up when senior brother comes back. It will be troublesome if she kills her. Anyway, she can't remember anything." After speaking, Chi Qiushui turned and went back to the house: "Don't forget to urge those people to move faster. Fan Minshan is an old man , can’t stay.”

"Okay." In response, Qiu Qing lowered her eyelids, her hands covered by her sleeves trembling uncontrollably.

This person is no longer the original Chi Qiushui, he has gone further and further along the path Chen Xingyan planned for him.

In other words, is it possible for a person dominated by blind emotions to remain unchanged?

Just obsession.

The author has something to say: I feel like I'm almost done.