Chapter 735: Heart

Chapter 735 Heart

The autumn rain fell to the ground, and the dead leaves pattered.

Feeling the warm touch from the woman Rouyi, Xu Yuan suddenly smiled, smiled and then suddenly took his hand back in silence.

Li Qingyan is right.

Rather than talking, he prefers to bury everything in his heart, or even if he wants to say it, he doesn't know where to start.

Silently walking along the imperial corridor behind the Jinluan Palace, Li Qingyan did not urge him and just walked quietly beside him, but Xu Yuan was gradually becoming irritated.

Subconsciously, he wanted to blame the breast-binding princess for bringing up this matter, but deep down, he also knew that the nameless irritation was due to him, because until now, he still didn't know what the woman who died for him meant to him.

In every sense.

Li Junwu's death made him think about many things these days that he had subconsciously ignored in the past.

He is a happy-go-lucky person and doesn't like to get entangled in philosophical issues, but these things really exist.

Xu Yuan.

Xu Changtian.

memory.

Personality.

When he first practiced the Blood Yuan Heart Destruction Technique, the Tianmen Sword Intent cut off all the emotions belonging to Xu Changtian, leaving the spare memory to Xu Yuan.

At first, Xu Yuan always recalled these memories with the mentality of watching a first-person VR movie, and the emotions aroused during the recall process were just the sense of immersion while watching the movie.

Naturally, it also includes the memory of that fool.

Xu Yuan thought she was an interesting playmate, a good-breasted brother who could get along with her, but he always felt a strange sense of betrayal when he got along with her.

Apart from that, there is nothing else.

Neither Xu Yuan, nor Xu Changtian, nor him now, had ever liked her.

And her passing

He feels that an excellent movie can make the death of a character sentimental and unforgettable, but it will never be memorable.

This is how it should be,

As it should be,

That being the case!

But why does that heartbreaking scene in Zhenxifu City at dusk still linger? !

In his leisure time,

During his break from practicing,

Every moment his thoughts returned to the Western Desert.

After walking far away, the two of them met many eunuchs and maids who were in a hurry. When they suddenly saw these two unfamiliar faces, they were surprised and surprised, and they all knelt down to salute.

Until the two of them stepped out of the royal corridor and walked into the rain curtain,

He suddenly stopped and smiled softly.

In the past, he might have wondered about this question for a long time, but now that he has understood the realm of life and death and can see soul marks, he actually knows the answer.

From the moment the Blood Yuan Heart Destruction Technique was formed, the soul traces had already merged, and the sacred cutter could no longer be seen, and even the Tianmen Sword Intent could not cut it off.

The rain curtain poured down, and the palace towers on both sides seemed to be hidden by a blur. Without the source of Qi to block it, the water stains instantly soaked into his clothes and rolled down his hair.

Li Qingyan looked at him and smiled softly, saying softly:

"If you really don't want to talk, why not listen to my story first?"

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"Changtian?"

"Long sky."

He murmured in a low voice and smiled lightly: "Xu Yuan, Xu Changtian"

Li Qingyan looked at him with worried eyes, a little worried about his mental state:

"What’s wrong with you?"

Xu Yuan suddenly looked back when he heard the sound, stared at the woman beside him for a few breaths, smiled and shook his head, moved forward, and said with a smile:

"The sudden mention of her made me think of a lot of things."

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Li Qingyan hesitated for a moment, then stepped up to follow, but there was no Qi machine to block the rain. They walked with him in the rain between the magnificent palaces, and this time his voice seemed to be chattering.

".Let me think about where to start."

"There are too many things in the past, most of them were idle things like hanging out in gourmet shopping malls and bullying men and women."

"You know, the Fourth Young Master of the Capital, being able to get together with her in the first place is considered to be a mutual affinity."

"Qing Yan, you may not believe it. I have never liked her, and I have never regarded her as a beauty."

"This trip to the Western Desert is firstly for business and secondly to keep an appointment. Li Junwu wrote to me before and said he would take me to the Western Desert to experience the exotic customs."

"So I have always been with her as friends. Originally I thought she looked at me like this. After all, how could a woman who often goes to hook up with her like a man?"

"Qing Yan. Do you know?

"That guy has always talked about you. He always wanted to compete with you. He said he wanted to be the first Li Junwu, not the second Li Qingyan. Even before she died, she was asking me about her. Is he better than you?" Before he knew it,

The two of them had already arrived in front of a magnificent palace.

The light was dim and the rain rolled down my hair.

Li Qingyan was silent for a while and sighed softly:

"How can you be so slow?"

"yes."

Xu Yuan raised his eyes to the sky, took a deep breath with trembling, and smiled in confusion: "How can I be so stupid?"

"." Li Qingyan said nothing.

"Qing Yan, Li Junwu died because of me."

"If it weren't for me, she would probably live a peaceful and happy life like her Qingle title, instead of going to the border to lead troops in the shabby Zhenxi Mansion."

"If I hadn't wanted to take a gamble, if I hadn't wanted to destroy the sect's decades-long plan in the West Desert with my bare hands and defend the **** Zhenxi Fucheng, Li Junwu would not have died, she would never have died."

Xu Yuan clenched his fists subconsciously, his emotions rising. The ground around him instantly cracked, and the falling rain instantly poured in along the gaps:

"Everything is **** because of me! If I were to take her with me as soon as I arrived in Zhenxi Fucheng."

"Changtian."

"Shut up!"

"Changtian!" Li Qingyan frowned and shouted.

"."

Xu Yuan looked back instantly, with murderous intent derived from endless anger towards himself in his eyes.

Facing this horrifying sight, Li Qingyan's eyes remained calm, without any timidity, he said softly:

"It's not your fault."

"."

Xu Yuan's eyes flickered for a moment and he apologized:

"Sorry. But such words of comfort"

"I never like nonsense."

Li Qingyan interrupted Xu Yuan's words, looked directly at his blood-stained eyes, and clearly understood:

"If Li Junwu really wants to compare with me, then she will definitely stay in Zhenxi Fucheng."

The words fell and he was suddenly speechless.

For a long time,

Xu Yuan chuckled lowly, the blood light dissipated, he raised his hand and grabbed his wet hair hard, and spit out two words:

".Too."

Li Qingyan stared at him for a few breaths, then reached out to brush away the water stains on his cheeks, and said softly:

"I'll go to the bedroom and wait for you."

Although everything in my heart has been spoken, my embarrassment needs time to sort out and should not be seen by others.

Li Qingyan stepped forward, treading water, but at this moment, Xu Yuan's voice came from behind:

"Qing Yan."

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The steps paused, and Li Qingyan looked back. He was about to speak, but he suddenly looked to the north, and then a smile appeared on his lips.

The ink clouds are filled with water vapor, turbid and thick, and the misty rain stretches to the end of the field of vision.

Under her gaze,

A strong wind rumbles from the north,

Like the giant ruler of the sky, the heavy sword has no edge.

That is the direction of Huanglonglin,

It is also the place where the emperor, prime minister and state master hunt in the north.

The thick ink cloud surged and cracked, and was slowly pushed to both sides. The brilliant golden light at dawn continued to pour down to the south along the crack.

After ten breaths,

The crack in Mo Yun rolled up to the top of Jiulong Mountain and stopped.

The prosperous Qionglou Palace,

Half misty and rainy, half bright.

Bathed in the autumn rain,

Xu Yuan looked at her with a flawless expression and said:

"During the Battle of Beifeng, you once asked me what I would do if someone like Lou Ji was framed and died by the sect."

"Now, I have the answer for you."

(End of chapter)

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