Chapter 177 176. Looking back after two hundred years, the hardest thing is meeting for the first time (8.3K words - please subscribe for the big chapter)
The demon clan retreated and the ancient clan pursued them. Although there were not many monks who came to the entrance of the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold, they were all strong.
At this time, eyes one after another fell on the man who walked out.
Although his appearance is ordinary, his black hair is shawl-shouldered, and he exudes a calm and elegant aura, which makes it easy for people to get close to him. However, the blood stains on his clothes add a bit of ferocity and embarrassment.
"Tang Han!"
Tang Xiaoxuan immediately fell next to Song Yan, looking at him from side to side, with a hidden vigilance in the depths of his pupils. He had blocked all his escape routes while walking, and said in a tone of surprise and surprise: "Are you okay? Are you still there? Okay?”
This sentence almost asked the question in everyone's mind.
No one could imagine what a treacherous Shura field this place was half a month ago, but this man survived.
Changing place, no one here thinks they can do it.
Not only do they have to face the harsh environment in the soul threshold, but they also have to face the repeated searches and pursuits of the two demon clans, Pilan Po and Di Shi Xiang Huang.
How is it possible?
"A miracle, really a miracle."
Someone from high above gently touched his palm and praised him.
Immediately afterwards, someone sneered and said: "It seems that the defeat of the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan is imminent! The two demon ancestors of the top three tribes went out, but they couldn't even catch such a junior from the Zi Mansion. They have been cultivating more and more over the years. It's ridiculous. ! ”
Another person landed quickly and asked seemingly casually: "Tang Han, how did you survive?"
Although these monks are from ancient tribes, their tone of voice is different, because the true identity of "Tang Han" has long been revealed by Emperor Shixiang.
He is Song Yan!
Song Yan, who is he?
These big shots were originally unknown.
But on the way here, they had already conducted investigations through various means.
Now, they know.
This is just a grassroots person, but he possesses a secret treasure that is coveted by Pilan Po and Emperor Shixiang.
They didn't know the name of the secret treasure at first, but after looking at Song Yan's life story, they all knew it - the evil king's evil treasure! !
This is almost the only known "evil treasure that is not self-generated by heaven and earth", and because of its characteristics, it has power that ordinary evil treasures do not have.
As for what kind of power it is, I think I would only know it after asking Song Yan.
Although the evil treasure is hidden in the soul, if the target is killed, the evil treasure will still fall out.
So these people, those who talk about "miracles" are actually praising "Kingwang Shabao is a miracle", those who are sarcastic are actually harboring evil intentions, and those who are concerned about how to survive are asking "What is so special about King Xibao" ".
However, Song Yan did not answer. He walked forward step by step. When he reached Tang Xiaoxuan, he suddenly seemed to have lost all his strength. He raised his hand tremblingly and grabbed Tang Xiaoxuan's arm, and said weakly: "Clan leader."
Tang Xiaoxuan raised his hand to protect him, nodded and said, "It's okay."
"I I want"
"What do you want?"
"Go home. Take me back. Home."
The magic sound of red lips coincides with the heart's desires and will amplify people's desires a hundred times a thousand times. Such magical sounds are always spoken inadvertently and in the most obscure way.
What does Tang Xiaoxuan desire most now?
Of course, he would bring the person in front of him back to his clan, let him practice the "Hundred Phases of Life and Death", and completely integrate into the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
The four words "Take me home" have catered to his desire to the greatest extent.
These four words were naturally used with the slightest magical sound by Song Yan.
The magic sound is silent, and it can already attract the devil mother when it is first mastered. Now that this magic sound has become his secret skill, he has reached a higher level. This demonic sound would have no problem dealing with Tang Xiaoxuan, who was in the early stage of the Divine Infant, and would not be noticed.
As the last word fell, Song Yan closed his eyes and collapsed forward.
Tang Xiaoxuan narrowed his eyes and hurriedly caught him. Then he scanned the ancient monks behind him, nodded and saluted, "Fellow Taoists, my clan has been found. I will take my leave first."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the monks from the Wuxiang Ancient Clan who came together gathered around him, including Tang Xiaokong and his wife, Princess Xi and other masters.
However, a sound soon fell from high up.
The voice was calm, neither slow nor urgent.
"Although everyone deserves to punish monsters like Tang Clan Chief, Pilan Po, and Emperor Shixiang Emperor, their words are still trustworthy. The junior you are protecting in your hands is not a member of your clan, but a man named Song
Since this outsider can gain your trust, he must have used some secret method to steal the soul of your clan.
I don’t know how to steal the breath of the ancient clan’s soul, but it’s just..."
The speaker is Ye Wuzheng.
The leader of the ancient Night King clan came from afar, settled not far away, and said word by word: "Steal one person, kill another! This son is your clan's enemy, not a clansman!"
A ball of anger suddenly emerged in Tang Xiaoxuan's heart, and he said coldly: "Chief Ye, are you from my clan? I am not blind yet!"
After that, he waved his hand and left with Song Yan.
But as soon as he moved, he became still again.
He had to stay still because he felt a powerful force falling from the sky. It was the oppressive feeling caused by blood energy and profound energy, and that cold aura was unique to only one clan in the entire ancient clan.
That is the most powerful clan in the ancient clan alliance - the Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan.
Although there are only a few people in the Dragon Tomb Ancient Clan, they are all monsters. They seem to have found some special method in the ancient tomb, and combined with their own characteristics, they have cultivated both body and soul, and become monsters that can physically withstand mystical attacks.
Tang Xiaoxuan looked up and saw two dragons pulling a black crystal chariot high in the sky, with a pale and sickly face peeking out of the chariot.
"Chief Tang, I am Long Yinghai from the ancient Dragon Tomb clan, cough cough cough cough."
A polite voice, powerful oppression, but accompanied by a weird pathology.
After Long Yinghai announced his family name, he said: "I have heard about this boy's story a long time ago. He has many secrets, which may be of benefit to our Long Tomb clan. Since he is not from your clan, why don't we explore together? This will be of great benefit to all of us." All ancient tribes have benefits. Cough cough cough."
Tang Xiaoxuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the rising anger in his heart.
But he didn't know what was going on, but the anger in his heart was actually burning more and more intensely at this moment.
Suddenly, he said angrily: "You keep saying that this son is not from my tribe, but he is not from my tribe. I know best!
You say that he is not from our clan, you are just coveting his evil treasure.
But I also have many treasures on my body. If you are greedy for me, does that mean that I am no longer a member of the ancient tribe? !
snort! !
My Wuxiang Ancient Clan is not so weak that anyone can bully them! !
Today, I am going to take my own people away. I don’t think any of you dare to stop me? ! ”
After saying that, he winked.
Princess Xi summoned a flying chariot and helped Song Yan onto the chariot, while her fat body sat on the driver's seat.
Tang Xiao announced in a loud voice: "People of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, listen to the order! Escort our clan member Tang Han home!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up with his hands behind his back and followed the flying chariot.
The remaining ancient tribes watched, but did not pursue him any further.
No one would do such a thing, completely break up with the Wuxiang Ancient Clan and start a fight over a evil treasure.
Half a day later.
The flying chariot has gone far and penetrated deep into the Snow Kingdom.
Having lost the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect and "fire", the Snow Country is in panic.
Fire sacrificed people's longevity, but it also gave them warmth and hope, and even made barren soil fertile and restored sick people to health
Consuming life, squeezing life, and giving some feedback is enough to make people addicted.
Now that the fire is gone, the entire Snow Country has fallen into a state of national collapse.
Of course, Song Yan didn't really faint. Even though he was on the flying chariot, he could still hear all kinds of wailing coming from the ground below, feel all kinds of pain, and his heart was silent.
At this moment, the curtain opened, and Tang Xiaoxuan came in from the outside, sitting beside him, looking at the unconscious man with a complicated expression.
This time, although the Tang patriarch lost the opportunity to refine the demon infant and compete for the evil treasure, he was sure that this genius was definitely the most terrifying talent since the Wuxiang Ancient Clan established itself.
No matter who he is, whether it is Song Yan or Tang Han, even if it is Zhang San and Li Si, he doesn't care.
This Tianjiao has the soul of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, so he must be a member of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
This is a family treasure!
However, this man must practice the "Hundred Forms of Creation and Destruction".
Whether he is willing or unwilling, he must practice!
Soon Tang Xiaokong and his wife also walked in.
The two brothers looked at each other, and Tang Xiaoxuan patted Tang Xiaokong's shoulder and looked at him solemnly.
Tang Xiaokong said: "Don't worry, brother, Han'er is Han'er from my Wuxiang Ancient Clan after all. Who hasn't clicked on it, who doesn't have some secrets?"
Tang Yanfen looked at the unconscious Song Yan and sighed: "After Xiang Huang said those words, I also went to learn about Song Yan's life. If Han'er really had such a life, it would really be a pain for him. I I can’t even imagine how he survived in that desperate environment.”
As the woman spoke, she grabbed Song Yan's hand, held it gently in her palm, and said softly: "Poor child."
Tang Xiaoxuan felt a little relieved after seeing this.
In fact, he has long understood that only by practicing the secret skills of a clan can he truly integrate into the clan, and there will be no way out.
All aspects are integrated with the ancestor. Although they have never met the ancestor, they understand that the ancestor has been silently protecting them, and they will also feed back to the ancestor. This relationship is unchangeable.
As the leader of the clan, he must uphold this!
They are the people of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan and the ancestors. They live like this and die like this.
Even though Song Yan didn't understand the truth that he understood so clearly, he could probably guess a little bit.
Therefore, Song Yancai tried every possible means not to practice this secret technique.
He is now worried that Song Yan still doesn't want to practice after waking up.
Therefore, although he felt relieved a little, he still frowned.
After a long time.
Song Yan "wakes up" leisurely.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his adopted father and mother sitting in front of the couch.
"Are you awake?"
Tang Xiaokong looked at this junior.
The achievements of this junior are already miraculous, a miracle that only happens in the whole world in thousands of years.
"Father and mother"
Song Yan moved her fingers slightly, grasping the soft sheets, then panting, struggling to hold herself up, then saluting respectfully, looking around blankly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Where are we going?"
Tang Yanfen said softly: "Go home."
Song Yan leaned on the back of the bed in the carriage, lowering his head in silence without saying a word.
Tang Xiaokong smiled and praised: "Your boy has become famous this time. In front of Pilanpo, he trampled the elder of the Night King's ancient clan to death. This is not a cross-border killing, this is a shocking talent. A monster that is hard to come by in ten thousand years! How many people can do it even in the Divine Infant Realm, let alone the Zifu Realm?”
Song Yan's eyes showed memories, and he murmured: "At that time, the clan leader and Ye Wuzheng were dealing with Pilanpo and Ye Suiyun, and I... I was confused at the time. I just wanted to kill with all my strength. One person, so our side is two against one, and our Wuxiang Ancient Clan can win.”
Tang Xiaokong smiled happily.
In a different place, if he were really Song Yan, and if he didn't have the slightest sense of integration into the family, he would definitely hide his strength, and would not take such a tough move at all, risking all his cards to be exposed.
If not, he might not have been recognized so easily by Emperor Shixiang.
Tang Xiaokong naturally didn't know "the demon monk's sense of the other half", nor did he know that Song Yan would be recognized even if he didn't take action.
But when Song Yan made the move, was he really so far ahead?
not necessarily.
He does have feelings for the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, and what he said at this moment is indeed true, at least nine percent true.
Tang Xiaokong said: "You kid is really a mystery. I have no idea how you survived the month of Ice Mirror Soul Threshold.
Pilan Po, Emperor Shixiang, many demons, needless to say, there is also the danger of hiding in the ice mirror soul threshold.
There are murderous intentions and dangers everywhere. One wrong step will lead to eternal disaster. Looking up and looking around you are facing death, but you survived. I have not surrendered to many people in my life, but you are one of them. Awesome, awesome! ”
Song Yan murmured: "At the beginning, I told the clan leader and ancestor that I had a chance with the monster. I killed the monster and completed the chance. Then I barely survived by relying on the treasure."< br>
The air suddenly became quiet.
Song Yandao: "That treasure is the evil bead of King Yi, which was refined by the evil king and tiger clan through heaven and earth."
Tang Xiaokong and Tang Yanfen looked at each other, their expressions softening a bit.
Tang Yanfen grabbed his hand and said: "It's all over, good boy. From now on, you will stay in our clan and you will be our family."
But at this moment, the curtain suddenly opened, and Tang Xiaoxuan came in from the outside, with a cold face, staring at the person on the floor without saying a word.
Song Yan noticed his gaze, straightened up hurriedly, and said respectfully: "Clan leader."
Tang Xiaoxuan snorted coldly and said: "I am not your clan leader!
You, Mr. Song, are so brave, dancing on the tip of the knife all the way, and making the demon clan and the ancient clan spin around! Awesome!
How can I, a certain person, be virtuous and capable? How unworthy to be your clan leader! ? Ha.”
"Chief, I'm sorry."
Song Yan's voice was slightly choked, and his face turned away slightly. He gasped softly and said lonely, "I'm just scared."
"Afraid?"
Tang Xiaoxuan couldn't help but laugh, "Tell me, tell me, you, Mr. Song, are so brave, what are you afraid of?"
Song Yan ignored his ridicule and continued: "The patriarch is right, I was dancing on the tip of the knife all the way, but I never wanted to tease anyone, I just wanted to live well.
But God did not grant me a peaceful life, so I could only take pleasure in the hardships and go on with difficulty step by step.
Because I want to live, is this wrong?
Later, I met Senior Feng Chengzi. I promised him to protect Tang Fan, but I didn't do it. I'm a waste.
In order to prevent the mask from falling into the hands of the demon clan, senior Feng Chengzi integrated his own thoughts into me and helped me survive on the edge of the sea of suffering. Then he accidentally took away his body and returned to the human world.
By mistake, I came to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
Originally I wanted to hide, but I didn't expect that here, I got the approval of my ancestor, then met my adoptive father, met many people, and also met the peace I sought. ”
After saying that, he raised his head and smiled mockingly, and said, "That's why I tried my best to kill Ye Suiyun in the ice wasteland battle, because I was also worried that something would happen to the clan leader.
I am already a member of the Wuxiang clan, I have found my home, and I don’t want to lose it again”
He smiled faintly, laughing at himself.
The air was extremely quiet.
Tang Xiaokong and Tang Yanfen looked at the young man in front of them with the eyes of a god.
This kind of experience is simply legendary.
Compared to him, most of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan could be said to have grown up in a greenhouse.
Tang Xiaoxuan didn't laugh either, and just asked with insight: "Then why have you been reluctant to learn our clan's secret technique "Hundred Phases of Creation and Destruction"?"
"Ah?" Song Yan was stunned for a moment, showing a look of astonishment.
Tang Xiaoxuan was stunned by his mistake.
Song Yanqi said: "Clan Chief, when did I say that I was unwilling to learn "Hundred Phases of Creation and Destruction"?"
Tang Xiao preached: "You have been in the mortal world for so many years, didn't you just understand and protect thoughts? If you didn't succeed, how could you go back to Gushe Mountain?"
Song Yan said: "I just haven't consolidated my realm yet, and I'm afraid that if I progress too fast, you will doubt me."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted. Tang Xiaoxuan said with a happy face: "So, you have never refused to learn our clan's secret skills?"
Song Yan said sincerely with a sure tone: "Never!"
After saying that, he added: "I know that only by practicing the secret technique of one's destiny can one truly integrate into this clan, and share the honor and disgrace from then on. I can't wait to practice this secret technique, and I plan to hunt down the monster when I go out this time. , combined with the opportunity, and then returned, and practiced hard under the seat of Ancestor Ning Xin, hoping to achieve an early breakthrough and cultivate the "Hundred Phases of Origin and Destruction"
After Tang Xiaoxuan heard this, his expression softened. He nodded slightly and said, "I see. I have misunderstood you."
But then, he became speechless again.
Originally, he thought that Tang Han was the reincarnation of Feng Chengzi and was an out-and-out ancestor.
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It is normal for the ancestor to match the ancestor.
But now, even if this little guy is killed, his life span will be less than 200 yuan even before his body is taken away. Is this worthy of Ancestor Ning Xin?
If it's not worthy, the little guy will hug and kiss you.
‘Confusing account, confused account.’ Tang Xiaoxuan was speechless, but he breathed a sigh of relief.
During this period, through the information he collected and combined with what Song Yan said, he roughly understood the whole story.
Strictly speaking, it was not Song Yan who deceived them, but the ancestor discovered Song Yan's potential and chose this person as a clan member.
Now, this little guy is willing to live peacefully as a member of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, and he is quite happy in his heart.
By the time he got out of the carriage again, Tang Xiaoxuan felt quite high-spirited.
With this son in this generation of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, they will surely rise! !
In the flying chariot, Song Yan lay down again and closed his eyes slightly.
He has long been used to intrigues and intrigues, and everyone has their own agenda.
What he said was true and false, false and true, and he believed it himself.
During this trip, his identity was exposed to the world, and he would be hunted down to seize the treasure from now on. However, he also successfully killed the demon monk, integrated the complete Demonic Treasure of the King of Demons, and realized the secret of his destiny, "The Demonic Map of Freedom" ", successfully solved the problem of being unable to practice the secret arts of other clans.
Regardless of whether he makes money or loses money, he still needs to keep moving forward.
At the foot of Gushe Mountain, Qinghuan Kingdom.
Some ancient gods are believed in in the country.
These ancient gods have been around for a long time and have no magical powers to the monks, but since they are beliefs, they just let them go.
In one of the temples where incense is flourishing, a woman in a white dress is burning incense and kneeling down, carefully bowing to the ancient god who is above him, then raising her head slightly, holding incense with both hands, quietly closing her eyes, and praying devoutly.
The woman in the white dress looks young and beautiful, but there is a strange vicissitude and even rigidity about her body. However, her prayer movements are meticulous and accurate, and she almost uses the same posture every time she comes here.
The gods in the temple held scriptures in their hands and came here to recite scriptures and bless her. Just because this woman is a financial owner.
In the past month, she gave up a lot of money. The host asked her what she wanted, but she didn't say anything. The host also said that the incense she gave was a lot of money and that the temple could hold a large-scale ritual for her, but she didn't want to do it.
She only comes here alone at dusk every day and prays silently.
The priests in the temple recite scriptures.
After the woman in the white dress prayed, she stepped forward and inserted the incense into the incense burner solemnly. Then when she turned around, she raised her sleeves and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
The divine attendants in the temple sighed secretly and could only silently wish that this woman would really receive the blessings of the gods.
But he himself also knows that gods and other things just want peace of mind, how can it be true?
Not long after the woman in the white dress walked out, a beauty in a dark dress walked up not far away.
The beauty waved: "Enri!"
The woman in the white dress is Enri.
This beauty is Yu Xuanwei.
Yu Xuanwei quickly approached and was about to say something when she suddenly noticed the wet tears at the corners of the eyes of the woman in the white dress and asked in surprise: "Are you crying?"
"I" the woman in the white dress hesitated and sighed again, "I really hope that he can be safe and sound. Even if I die immediately, I still hope so."
Yu Xuanwei said speechlessly: "Are you stupid? You can finally live another life and you have to die for others?"
Enri said: "I just want him to be safe."
Yu Xuanwei said in surprise: "So you still love him?"
Enri said: "I'm just used to it."
Yu Xuanwei thought for a while and said: "That's right, you have remembered him for almost two hundred years. But I'm afraid he will really confess this time, and we won't be able to stay in Gushe Mountain for a few more days."
An Li said: "Is he really Song Yan? Is he the Song Yan who destroyed our Nanwu Jianmen?"
Yu Xuanwei said: "This news cannot be groundless. I have carefully recalled it during this period. He is indeed Song Yan. He has been lurking in the sect under the name of Bai Xiuhu for a long time. That's why he takes advantage of everything. Opportunities will appear and disappear suddenly. ”
Enri smiled mockingly, then her face became solemn.
Yu Xuanwei said: "Let's go back."
Enri lowered her head silently and responded softly.
She had made up her mind that if news of Song Yan's death came this time, she would die with him.
In this life and the last life, she had been deeply entangled with him, and she knew this best.
Even though Senior Brother Bai has changed a lot, he is no longer the person in her memory, but he is still the person she has remembered for two hundred years, and he is the person who has completely taken root in her heart.
At this moment, the two communication stones lit up at the same time.
The two of them raised it and entered the profound energy.
The message stone was sent by Wang Susu, with only one sentence: The master is alive and back.
Yu Xuanwei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and exclaimed: "He is really amazing! How did he survive?"
Enri was silent for a moment, and suddenly said nervously: "You are not allowed to tell him that I prayed for him, and you are not allowed to say anything like I cried."
Yu Xuanwei said: "Let the master know, and the master will definitely be happy and treat us better."
Enli said: "Don't say it!"
Yu Xuanwei smiled and said: "I'm afraid there are countless young ladies who want to please him now, and he has a bright future. Following him, they will ride on the wind and rise to the sky."
"Don't say it!"
"Okay, okay, don't say anything."
Song Yan was happy to return to the secret realm of the Wuxiang ancient clan's ancestral lineage at this time.
He knew that the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan would definitely arrange many agents to keep an eye on him and wait for him to go out.
But he won't go out.
As for the Demon Mother Su Yao, he can't control it for the time being.
As soon as that woman entered the world of mortals, she was like a fish entering the sea and a bird ascending to the sky. She alone carries the heritage of an eight-thousand-year-old ancient clan, and has a thousand-year plan outside. Coupled with some of the power of the Demon Mother, she is really a big disaster.
Fortunately, the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold was closed, and the woman was unable to communicate with the Nine Sons Demon Mother in the sea of suffering, and could only act with a trace of the Demon Mother's breath outside.
He also has an agreement with this woman.
Since they are considered husband and wife, how can they not be able to have a wedding ceremony?
On the wedding night, either you fall in love with me, or I fall in love with you.
There was no way to eliminate this feeling, because he had already swallowed the breath of the Demon Mother.
‘This is the true oath of eternal alliance, which will last until death. ’
Song Yan couldn't help but sigh.
The flying chariot has completely entered the territory of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. Along the way, sects of all sizes saluted like mortal ministers greeting the driver, and at the same time looked at the flying chariot with curiosity and awe.
With the body of Zifu, he crossed the great realm and killed the great elder of the Divine Infant Realm in the hands of Pilan Po.
It's nothing short of miraculous.
What would a monk like this do if he reaches the level of the Divine Infant?
The Wuxiang Ancient Clan is in sight!
During this process, Song Yan also reconfigured his family token.
At this time, he was humming a relaxing and childish tune, sitting in the chariot as relaxed as possible, looking at the floating clouds outside the window, and playing with the ancient communication stone.
The communication stone must be used in a continuous profound energy area.
This was an intermittent problem within the three-nation border in the past.
But among the ancient tribes, they were basically continuous profound energy areas.
If this communication stone touches someone's breath, it can be used to send a message to someone alone. If it is not present, it can be widely spread in the communication area of the clan.
The communication stones distributed by the ancient tribe to their own tribesmen usually contain the auras of all the tribesmen.
Song Yan listened casually to the various voices in the communication stone.
Most of the time, this communication area is very quiet, but recently because of his incident, people everywhere in the communication area are asking whether it is true or not, and asking about the ending. During this period, some tribesmen also said, "I found an opportunity somewhere. I want to ask if anyone is there." Team up together" and so on.
At this moment, Song Yan suddenly saw the summons stone light up. It was a "private summons."
He penetrated his consciousness and listened for a moment.
It was Wang Susu's voice.
"Master, I knew you must be Senior Brother Song. I guessed it right. Let me just say, how could there be a second man in the world who would accept me but not sleep with me?
That's not what I want to say. I want to tell my senior brother a piece of news. From what I know about my senior brother, he will definitely be happy. ”
Arraignment ended.
Song Yan:.
He suddenly felt that it was not impossible to collapse with Junior Sister Susu.
Anyway, he didn't care anymore.
When the time comes, he will bully the young and make Junior Sister Su Su cry for mercy.
At this moment, the communication stone lit up again.
Song Yan answered the call with a smile.
Wang Susu's voice came again.
"I know that senior brother has always longed for a clean relationship, but even with senior brother's ability, this kind of thing is something you can't ask for, and you can't even think about it in the future."
Song Yan listened, leaned back comfortably, stretched his body, and remained noncommittal.
Wang Susu continued to send the message: "But senior brother will definitely not know that during the month you disappeared, there was a woman who prayed for you every day and even shed tears for you. I can't believe she still wants to die for you because of her appearance. Let’s die together. Hehehe, it’s so funny. Brother, do you want to know who she is?”
Song Yan was stunned.
He really hadn't thought about such a thing.
How could anyone shed tears for him?
But he didn't think Wang Susu would lie to him.
This junior sister is a little goblin, and she is also an elf. She sees all directions and listens to all directions. Don’t try to hide anything around her
Wang Susu's voice continued: "It's An Li."
With these three simple words, an indescribable feeling arose in Song Yan's heart.
He closed his eyes and seemed to have seen the pretty woman in the white dress kowtowing devoutly, worshiping the clay figure stupidly, throwing handfuls of money, praying for him, and then quietly weeping.
The tears lay across the entire face, reached the chin, and then fell to the ground full of ash with a "tick" sound.
tick
The tears also fell into his heart.
“Well done.”
He simply replied, then put away the communication stone and looked at the floating clouds outside the carriage.
He never thought that after all these years, he was no longer the young boy he was before, but there were still people willing to shed tears for him.
Speaking of which, is this the first time in two hundred years?
Enri would never say it herself.
Wang Susu said this specifically to please him.
He felt a sense of genuine relief and genuine joy in his heart.
Song Yan suddenly shouted: "Aunt Xi."
Princess Xi in the royal chariot responded: "Master, what's the matter?"
Her "master" shouted willingly.
She was also secretly proud of her vision.
Song Yan said: "Aunt Xi, please help me go to Gushe Mountain to pick someone up. Don't let anything happen to her. My injury is almost healed. I can fly without the need for a chariot."
Princess Xi asked curiously: "Who to pick up?"
"Anli." Song Yan said, "I want to see her in the secret realm of ancestral veins."
Princess Xi was stunned for a moment and looked at Tang Xiaoxuan not far away.
Tang Xiaoxuan nodded slowly.
Outsiders are not allowed to enter the secret realm of ancestral veins, but having said that, the genius of our clan enjoys special privileges.
A few months later.
The light snow falls lightly and sticks to one's hair.
Song Yan, who stepped into the secret realm of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan's ancestral lineage, immediately saw the nervous Anli not far away.
He said seriously: "The destruction of Nanwu Jianmen had nothing to do with me. On the contrary, I protected Luoxia Bamboo Island in the end. I swear."
He raised his hands and said: "If I lie, I will die badly."
He never believed in oaths, but this time he took them seriously.
Enri lowered her head in confusion, saying nothing, feeling confused.
Song Yan stepped forward, hugged her tightly as if no one else was around, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and said, "This is the first time we meet, my name is Song Yan."
Slowly, slowly, Enri's hands slowly hugged him. She coughed, cleared her throat, and then said seriously: "This is the first time we meet, my name is Enri."
Song Yan closed his eyes and felt this extremely precious emotion at this time. This emotion made his emotions and mood more complete, and made his whole person more complete.
He held her tighter and his voice became softer.
"Thank you for letting me still have you."
Enri didn't understand this sentence, she just said it was ordinary, so she responded softly, "Yeah."
(End of chapter)