Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 435 The Resurrection of the Step Sister

In Youxiantai, the moonlight is like a hook in the middle of the night.

Xie Xueyi, Gusu Huanjian and Shanshui Lang went to Xihuang Buddhist Realm and have not returned yet. The young master smiled and lighted the candle in the room.

"I didn't expect that the investigation of Wanchahuangyan in Xueyi would actually be found on the oiran of Youxiantai. It seems that this girl is not simple, she is really interesting."

He pulled out the wick to make the candle burn brighter.

Then he shook his head: "A pen scholar is like a pen. He claims to be as upright as a pen, but he doesn't know how to make clever changes. And this kind of heresy that probes people's minds, in my eyes who don't like the right path, why is it wrong? Now, Isn’t it useful?”

He opened the cloth cover on the birdcage and teased the white bird: "Magpie, magpie, you and I will cooperate again."

I saw the young master smiled and waved his hand, and the magpie bird flew out to interpret the words, fluttered its wings and flew to the oiran's room, and then penetrated into the oiran's consciousness.

"Spiritual Eyes Two-way, Dial the Void and Explore the Gods, Thoroughly!"

As the spell progressed, the child's eyes suddenly turned red, and he was closely connected with the magpie bird.

There is five miles of mist in Xuanxuan, and there is endless consciousness.

The magpie crow breaks through the fog and flies rapidly, as if entering a boundless illusion, but there is nothing.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, a woman appeared in Young Master Xiaona's eyes. The magpie bird was about to fly closer, but the woman suddenly looked back, and an even weirder force invaded the magpie bird's consciousness.

"Not good, drink!"

The young master smiled and quickly displayed his Confucian skills and attacked the woman fiercely.

The mysterious woman waved her slender hands, and the ghost energy burst out, dispersing the force.

"receive!"

The young master smiled and did not dare to stay any longer, so he controlled the magpie to exit quickly. When the bird returned to the cage, his expression was already decadent.

The next day.

The three people in Xueyi returned to Yousendai.

Liu Mudan was looking forward to it with eagerness. The young master smiled and teased the white bird as if nothing had happened.

"Gusu returns the sword, where have you been?"

"I was really angry when I met those bald donkeys."

Gu Su returned the sword and took out the wine bottle, drank a few big gulps, and wiped his mouth with his already dirty sleeve.

"Xihuang Buddhist Realm? Is there any conflict?"

Liu Mudan looked at the three of them with worry, Xie Xueyi's face remained calm and incomprehensible, but Shanshui Lang was obviously lost and didn't know what kind of blow he had endured.

"It doesn't matter, let Shanshui Lang rest first, and we won't disturb him."

Xie Xueyi sent Shan Bulang to his room. When he turned around, he saw that Gu Su Huan Jian had already dragged the oiran to complain.

He winked at Young Master Xiaona, and the two of them walked to the lakeside in the backyard.

"how?"

"There is something wrong with Oiran Guo. Her consciousness is controlled by others, and the person who controls her is also a woman."

"A person from Hell?"

"should be."

The fog gradually opened, pointing to the ghost prison one by one, but Xie Xueyi knew that the key point of Lian Wu was still that person, the person who caused him the most pain and could never be forgotten.

He thought for a while and said decisively: "I have to go out for a while, Shanshui Lang, please take care of me. In addition, Gusu Huanjian is impulsive, so please remind me."

"Tie Xue Yi, I'm not here to be your nanny."

"Sorry, please."

Under the moon, in the snow.

Remaining mountains and rivers, a touch of blue and green mountains and rivers, revisiting the old place, only a few rows of sycamore trees, the scenery of the past is vague.

This is the former residence of Wen Shumei, a talented girl from Linchuan. Wen Shumei was both talented and beautiful. She was rich in knowledge, chess, calligraphy and painting. Her personality was gentle and virtuous, and she was the person Xue Yi fell in love with.

Xie Xueyi stroked the sycamore tree and murmured: "Sister-in-law... Shumei... what happened back then?" No one answered, Leng Yue was desolate.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and a fantasyland appeared in front of me.

In the fantasy world, Xie Xueyi was surprised to see her sworn sister Wen Shumei come back to life. She was captured by someone unknown and was hung on the cliff.

The two looked at each other with tears in their eyes, and were silent for a moment. Just when Xie Xueyi was about to step forward to rescue him, the cold wind blew behind him, chilling his bones, and it was Gusu who returned the sword and stabbed him with his sword.

"Tie up your snow suit and suffer death!"

Xie Xueyi tried his best to block the edge of the sword, but to his surprise, a sword came out from his body. It turned out to be his adoptive father who had passed away a long time ago, one of the three sharp swordsmen of the Sword Clan.

"Father, you?"

The adoptive father's face had never been so cold as it was at this moment, and the words in his mouth were even more heartbreaking: "You should not have existed in this world long ago. Just follow your mother to hell."

When he first saw his late father, Xue Yi's heart was turbulent and he was wild with excitement. He avoided step by step and did not dare to fight.

After a few moves, Xie Xueyi gradually realized that this illusion was born out of love. He was trapped in the illusion because he missed his adopted sister and his adopted father.

With a sudden realization, he recalled in his mind the scene in the past when his adoptive father taught him martial arts at the top of Tianshan Mountain.

"Zhan'er, there is a martial art that must take a lifetime to be understood. To understand is not to gain, but to lose. The truly painful loss."

"What kind of martial arts is that? Can you kill people?"

"In "Ji Tian Ruo Mi", if you learn the inferior skill, you can kill a hundred; if you learn the middle skill, you can kill thousands; if you learn the best skill, you can kill one person."

There was no further hesitation in tying the snow clothes. He closed his eyes and Ling Ying moved, which was actually a move to destroy love.

One sword breaks the barrier, and the love that never returns and Gusu's return of the sword are both destroyed.

Immediately, the sword light cut off the rope that bound Wen Shushu, and the beauty fell down the cliff.

He hurried over in his snow clothes, wielding his sword like a wind, and tried to turn the tide: "Sister-in-law!"

"Sworn brother."

Just when Wen Shumei was about to be shattered to pieces, Xie Xueyi hugged her and took her back to the cliff safely.

"You are safe."

However, with just this sentence, Xie Xueyi understood everything. He put Wen Shumei down and left this old land.

"Brother, please stay... Yes, Zhang Qiu Wuqi's sword was secretly designed by me. Shu Mei also knew the truth about your duel with him."

"The damage has been done, and I don't want to know the reason."

"But Shumei must apologize, because I have no choice. The ghost clan has cast a fatal spell on Lang Huan. If I don't cooperate, I will watch my good sister die. But if I agree, it depends on you and Zhang." The hatred will never end and they will kill each other."

"Is this your exchange with the ghost clan?"

Xie Xueyi still turned her back to Wen Shumei and asked coldly.

"I don't know what a wise choice is, so I am destined to let others down."

"you!"

Xie Xueyi suddenly turned around and looked at her step sister with tears in her eyes. All the accumulated pain and longing were relieved at this moment.

"You are still lying to me. Zuo Qiumo has confessed to me that he and Lang Huan were adopted by the ghost clan since they were young. They are loyal and repay their kindness. The ghost prison will never need to take action on her. Besides, since you pretended to commit suicide, many of these Year, where did you go?"

"I……"

A trace of panic flashed across Wen Shumei's face, and she forced herself to defend herself: "Lang Huan and I found a quiet place to live in seclusion."

"The time when Lang Huan appeared in Youxiantai was when Wan Chao Huangyan disappeared. Did you know about this? Maybe it was all your plan?"

"Brother, don't you believe me?"

"If trust is betrayed again and again, there will be no recovery. The apology you owe is not to me, but to eternal revenge."

Putting these words aside, Xie Xueyi strode away from this old place that he had been nostalgic for.

(End of this chapter)