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"Second Senior Brother, when did you remember?"

Wen Jiu asked, squeezing Jiang Sui'an's little hand, and whispered into his ear, "Sui Sui, call uncle. Otherwise we will sleep on the streets tonight."

"uncle!"

Jiang Sui'an opened his mouth and shouted loudly, he didn't want his mother to sleep on the street!

The man who had folded up the tables and chairs to make room paused, his eyes darkening. His attitude was unpredictable, and he pursed his lips with warm wine.

"Second Senior Brother, you haven't let her go yet, have you?"

With the memories of her past life, she didn't believe Xie Huainan could have any thoughts about her.

For the warm wine in this world, Xie Huainan is indeed an existence that can dispel the haze.

But to her, he was like a brother in front of her.

As early as Li Fei mentioned Xie Huainan, another self in his body released memories about Xie Huainan. She knew it was the second senior brother who traveled abroad all year round.

Xie Huainan has been a casual cultivator for so many years and is used to being free.

Even his temperament is engraved in his bones with ease, and even big things involving life and death can turn into dust with him.

He noticed the anxious thoughts of his little junior sister in his previous life.

Then he smiled and said, "I didn't remember my previous life, but I did receive letters from Master and Senior Brother."

Xie Huainan had already put down the things in his hands. His elegant body was as straight as a cypress, and he seemed to be as strong as a cypress. I don't know if it was an illusion.

There is a bit of stubbornness in it that makes it difficult for people to know.

"But what?" Wenjiu saw him being so serious, and his heart was beating, "...Second senior brother, Wenjiu in this world can no longer come back."

Xie Huainan's eyes narrowed and his thin lips pursed straight.

As a disciple of Qingyun Temple, although he is not a disciple of Qingxuzi, no matter how low his cultivation level is, he still knows that people cannot be resurrected after death.

"I know." He waved his hand, the chairs in the yard shook, and a low bench came out and was placed flat behind Wen Jiu, "Sit down. You don't have to worry about me and her, the overall situation is more important. Since you want to find the biography The King of Jin Ying Yin mentioned in the voice, I can help you."

Wenjiu sighed and nodded.

She always felt that this senior brother she had not seen for a long time had not let go.

But he was right, the love between children should be put aside now.

"Thank you, Second Senior Brother." She asked her son to hold her neck, and freed her hands to form seals to reflect the scene in the fantasy realm of the Winding Mountain Highway. "This is what I saw and heard when I met Master Qingyuan. Senior Brother said that you are The descendants of King Jin’s sister, their ancestors have received strange protection many times..."

She was more tactful.

In fact, she wanted to ask Xie Huainan directly whether those unclear protections were done by Ying Yin.

The means by which he can survive to this day must be extraordinary.

Xie Huainan smiled and pointed at himself, "Junior sister, do you mean Ying Yin is hiding in Xie's house?"

He left home to practice Taoism due to physical reasons when he was young, but he did not have no feelings for his family.

Such a long conversation convinced him that Wen Jiu, who they had been most intimate with, was indeed dead.

Because she never doubted him and everyone around him.

The questioning words made Wenjiu's eyebrows soften, and she said, "Second Senior Brother, you know that's not what I meant."

She lowered her head, hiding the sadness on her face.

"I'm just trying to figure out what's possible from an outside perspective."

Although the person in front of her didn't say anything, her words and deeds were testing whether she was the original Wenjiu.

Nearly a year after she came to this world, she met someone who longed for her "other self" for the first time.

My heart is turbulent but inexplicably astringent.

Perhaps due to her emotions, Wen Jiu felt the cry of consciousness in her body.

She raised her eyes and met Xie Huainan's eyes.

See the unwillingness to give up inside. He pursed his lips and said nothing.

"sorry."

I don't have such a great ability to break away from the consciousness in my body, and there is no way for you to meet me.

He warmed the wine and chanted silently, then handed him the Tian Lingzhu in his hand.

"I know that you attach great importance to love and justice but are very clear about public and private matters. I feel relieved to hand over the Tianling Pearl to you. Haicheng is the former Dongzhou and the Xie family is still standing. There must be a way to find the evil spirit and solve the dilemma in the East... ···And with it, Xuanmen will have less prejudice against the Xie family."

Xie Huainan looked at the person with cold eyes who was not even remotely similar to Wen Jiu in his memory.

The coldness in my heart keeps getting thicker.

He clenched his hands and refused quietly, "We don't need it, and you don't have to feel guilty about putting the Xie family on fire. If it were me, I would also choose to tell Ying Yin to the public."

more importantly.

He was afraid that if he got the Tian Ling Bead, one day he would be unable to suppress the bitterness in his heart and do something irreversible.

Wenjiu regarded him as the brother who loved her in her previous life.

Determined to leave the Tianling Pearl to him.

Or maybe it's because of the guilt in my heart about the consciousness in my body.

No matter what, she occupied the body of Wenjiu in this world.

She had never found anyone who could make her feel guilty before, but now that she saw Xie Huainan, she wanted to make amends for her other self.

"Second Senior Brother, please accept it." Wen Jiu put the Tian Ling Bead into his hand, "I believe in you, and I believe that she will also believe in you."

The crystal clear white crystal has a cool texture.

Xie Huainan shrank his hands in excitement, then lowered his eyelids and laughed at himself, "I don't know who gave you the courage."

He clenched the Tian Ling Bead in his hand and raised his eyes.

The humid air was a little damp, and the thin mist could be seen covering those bright apricot eyes with the naked eye.

The pair of brown pupils like glass inside were still as full of tenacity as before.

But Xie Huainan knew that it was different.

He said: "The Heavenly Spirit Pearl is temporarily with me. For the sake of Qingyun Temple, the people of Xuanmen will not embarrass the Xie family too much. As for Ying Yin, let's go to Haicheng University."

If the previous guess was only five points certain.

So now I see the person who was once the calmest and calmest person has an expression as numb as wood.

Wen Jiu's guess reached ten points.

Her round eyes were filled with water, and her nose was uncontrollably sour.

What is the purpose of her arrival?

Could it be that the person behind her brought her into this world just to bring harm to the people around her and make them regret after seeing the suffering she had suffered?

Xie Huainan no longer stared at Tian Lingzhu in a daze, and when he raised his head, he met Wenjiu's wet eyes.

My heart ached.

"Is that you?" He trembled and murmured inaudibly.

Wen Jiu shook his head, pursed his lips and looked at Xie Huainan, whose eyes were gradually turning red.

For an instant.

She clearly felt the deep feelings of people who traveled all over the city for the warm wine of this world in her memory.

"In the memory she left behind, I can feel that she liked you. Second Senior Brother, you..."

"Like me?" The man sneered.

He asked firmly: "Then can you tell me why she threw away the ring I made for her all over the city and drugged other men to have children?"