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Chapter 156 155. Soul is like a furnace, the sea of ​​suffering takes over the body (8.1K words - big chapter please subscribe)
In the Purple Mansion Realm, one borrows the heart of a country's mysterious veins to integrate oneself into the world, thereby nourishing the spirit and soul, allowing the spirit and soul to initially merge with the world, thereby making the thoughts stronger.

This shows the importance of the body.

The so-called "death of the body and the disappearance of the Tao" is by no means empty talk.

But at this moment, Song Yan's body was destroyed.

He should have been horrified, but the opposite happened.

His soul was protected by four evil treasures, and in this extremely special environment on the coast of the Bitter Sea, it began to produce miraculous reactions.

These four Shabao beads are not a complete Shabao, they are just part of the complete Shabao. However, it is precisely because of this incompleteness that this kind of change, which is "unprecedented", has been brought about.

The four evil gems contain four-ninths of the spirits and ghosts of the "tiger king clan", and also four-ninths of the "spiritual power drawn from the soul threshold of the tiger king".
These forces are originally rotating continuously, so they give people the feeling of "hydrangea" or "gray sun".

But now, in the sea breeze of the bitter sea coast, they are like iron pieces meeting fire, and the boundaries between the originally separated spirits and ghosts gradually blur.
Song Yan was fighting desperately to avoid losing consciousness. He was like being in a storm tornado. Every time he was attacked by the strong sea breeze, he would try his best to retract the four evil beads that were protecting him. Then, after successfully resisting, he would loosen his grip a little and let the four evil beads expand and contract.

in this way
The opening and closing is just like breathing, or like a blacksmith swinging a hammer and continuously "smashing down, lifting up, smashing down again, and lifting up again".
The materials used were four evil gems, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, the Faceless Mask, Song Yan's own soul, and even the great obsession that permeated the sea breeze of the bitter sea.
The wind of the sea of ​​suffering is the raging fire
forging!
Forge again!
Without a body, unless one reaches the Divine Infant Realm, one’s realm will fall directly.

But now Song Yan is extremely strange.

He lost his body, but his spiritual power was increasing at a terrifying speed.

A terrifying entity is gradually forming over a long period of time.

I don’t know what year or month it was.

suddenly
Song Yan saw a white shadow among the souls.

The white shadow seemed to be carefully hidden by him deep in the spiritual world, so it was not pulled out until this moment.

The white shadow spun with him in the storm of the sea of ​​suffering.

At this moment, every one of Song Yan's thoughts was constantly shattered, so when he saw the white shadow, he was stunned.

Somewhat familiar
But I can't remember
An illusion is an illusion after all. Even if hundreds of years have passed, it is still an illusion. Thoughts supported by falsehood can be very strong when magnified by the evil monk.

But when the influence of the evil monk disappeared, the thought faded a lot, so faint that it was difficult to emerge clearly in the storm. Instead, the hatred towards the evil monk and Buddhism was deeply imprinted in Song Yan's mind.

But as the storm swirled, Song Yan still brushed past the white shadow ghost. The two were close to each other in the rapid rotation, but then separated immediately.

Seeing that the white shadow ghost was about to merge into the four evil beads on the periphery and become a part of the evil beads, and then unable to reincarnate, Song Yan's expression changed slightly.

He remembered.

It’s Pei Xuehan!

The thoughts of the white shadow ghost had been shattered and shattered. At this moment, she looked around blankly as if she had completely lost her memory, as if she was mad and stupid. When she met Song Yan's gaze, she suddenly became afraid, because all the ghosts who still had a little consciousness would only be afraid and absolutely obedient when they saw Song Yan at this time.

Song Yan suddenly exerted his strength and moved forward a little bit in the storm. When he arrived in front of the white shadow ghost, he grabbed her hand.

The emotions are no longer as intense, but the touch and emotion still exist.

He was silent for a moment, then gently uttered a thought: "Reincarnation.

Also, I order you to work hard to be born into a good family and live happily in your next life.

If possible, remember to go see the white clouds outside the Great Wall more often, and see my share as well. "

The white ghost's lips seemed to be moving.

Song Yan could tell that she was saying "Yes, Master".

He took a deep breath, looked at the ghost and smiled gently, then controlled the four evil beads on the outside to separate, then suddenly lifted up the white shadow ghost and said, "Go!"

The white shadow ghost flew out from the gap between the separated evil beads.

She did not have any strong obsessions. The sea of ​​suffering only instantly stripped away the cause and effect of her life, allowing her soul to leave smoothly and go to reincarnation.

And at the moment when the evil bead separated, a gust of bitter sea breeze came in from outside and hit Song Yan hard.

Song Yan opened his arms and let the sea breeze hit his fragile soul. His expression was calm, but in the next moment he burst into laughter and shouted, "Come on! Come on! More!"

Then, he gathered his strength to gather the evil beads, and at the same time began to bear the great obsession brought by this gust of sea breeze.

If you sink, you can be reincarnated.

Let go and you can be reincarnated.

But Song Yan neither sunk nor gave up. After enduring the obsession of others, he dragged his tired soul out, confused and dazed, repeating the same thing over and over again, as if he was in hell.

In the dark palace, there were insects crawling and strange bugs buzzing.

A masked figure sat in the deepest part of the palace. The black smoke that was swirling around him had all condensed. He muttered to himself in a trembling voice that seemed to be filled with extreme anger: "I still need four more. But those four have already fallen back into the sea of ​​suffering. Without those four, I will never be complete, and I will never be able to enter the next realm."

It tried hard to calm itself down, then nodded slightly, as if feeling its body.

It's quite satisfactory.

At least, the Insect King's body is very strong. Although he was seriously injured, he can recover to the level of a half-step divine infant in time.
"I hope that kid can still escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

"When the time comes, I will find him and take back what belongs to me!"

This figure was naturally the evil monk who took over the body of the Insect King at the last moment.

The Insect King was extremely weak, and the Demon Monk fused five evil beads, which led to the decline of the Insect King. Coupled with many things that happened at that moment, the result was that the Demon Monk took over the Insect King's body, escaped from the suction of the sea of ​​suffering at a critical moment, and returned to the human world.

And at this moment, no one in this world hopes that Song Yan can return to the world as soon as possible more than he does.

Because only by swallowing the four beads on Song Yan's body can it be complete.

The same is true for Song Yan.
This time may be very long, but the evil monk, or the insect king at this time has no choice.

In his eyes, Song Yan was extremely cunning, and his methods were one after another. The fact that he was able to gain the greatest benefit in the King of Souls, a place that he could not touch at all, at the initial stage of Purple Mansion was enough to prove this point.

If Song Yan could return to the human world, it would definitely not give Song Yan time to grow.

Fortunately, the evil bead of the king of thugs was divided into nine parts. As long as it and Song Yan were in the human world, they could sense each other's direction.

Once it senses Song Yan's return, it will immediately kill him!

But, can Song Yan come back?

Floating and sinking, sinking and floating.
Song Yan rolled like a tumbleweed in the endless sea of ​​suffering.

Snapped.
patter
patter
Just as it rolled to a place, Song Yan suddenly felt the tide of the sea of ​​suffering hitting a touch of gray when it was rising.

The gray color did not fade away like the rest of the sea water. Instead, it stood up and turned into a human shape.

He was wearing a gray patchwork coat, his face was blurred, and his hands were clasped together. But when he saw him, he was suddenly attracted and chased after him madly.

I do not know how long it has been
There was one more evil bead among the four evil beads that Song Yan glued together. Kuhai Chanmi.

It freed a ghost, but could not resolve the powerful cause and effect of the "ghost", so it adhered to the principle of "if I don't go to hell, who will", and became a ghost.

I don't know how much time passed.
A small white stone that stood out against the gray tones of the seashore also stuck to the four evil beads.
I don't know how much time passed.
The second demon attached itself to the evil bead and was captured by Song Yan.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed since Song Yan fell to the shore of the bitter sea.

at this time
The outer periphery of the ancient country, the southern region, the former site of the Three Kingdoms, Wu
"Hey, I didn't expect that after so much searching, there are actually treasures hidden under this Misty Sea."

A shadow's voice was filled with excitement.

He actually found a small crystal room at the bottom of the lake that was sunk into the mud and sand, and the surrounding area was covered with hidden talismans.

He quickly got in and found that the door of the room was isolated from the lake water.

The scene inside frightened the young man even more.

There are rows of neatly arranged bookshelves.

"Developed, developed"

"Could this be the legacy left behind by some previous sect? In this way, I will definitely get a good ranking in the Hidden Dragon Conference. Maybe I can even be noticed by the members of some ancient clan and follow them."

The boy thought excitedly.

For a moment, he had forgotten the purpose of coming here, and hurried to the bookshelf, flipped out a book at random, opened it, and saw crazy words scribbled on the page: "The soul and spirit have merged with the heaven and earth for the first time. It's done, it's done, I have done it!!!"

The young man was delighted and flipped through the pages quickly, wanting to see what this senior had mastered.

But I didn't see it.

He frowned, threw the book aside and continued looking.

After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find any martial arts method, so a fierce look appeared on his face. He snorted coldly, pinched his fingers, summoned a flying sword, and then slashed around here as if to vent his anger.

As he chopped, he said, "If there is no chance, it will be ruined. I was so happy for nothing, I deserve to be destroyed!"

Wow!
boom!
Wood chips flew everywhere, bookshelves collapsed, and the well-preserved bookshelves in the entire crystal room were rapidly destroyed.

At this moment, a strange "boom" sound suddenly came into the boy's ears.

After a bookshelf was chopped down, an extremely hidden dark layer appeared underneath it.

The young man hurried forward, raised his hand and took out a secret box.

The cover of the secret box reads: The "Heavenly Sword Visualization Diagram" contained here is a rubbing of the stone wall map of the Purple Mansion Forbidden Land. If the younger generation obtains it, please treat it with caution and do not show it to others.
"The Heavenly Sword Visualization Diagram?"

The young man was overjoyed and hurriedly opened the secret box, and indeed he saw a special metal rubbing of a stele.

An unimaginable aura of vast antiquity floats above it, and the composition is very simple: black on top and white on the bottom, with a slender sword in the center that cuts through the sky and earth and splits the day and night, boundless and endless.

"Is this the Heavenly Sword? What a great thing!"

The young man took a deep breath and subconsciously looked around. Seeing no one around, he said with fiery eyes, "Take advantage of this opportunity and visualize this picture. Maybe you will gain a lot! This is my chance!"

As he spoke, he stared at the "Heavenly Sword Visualization Diagram" and began to visualize.

He wanted to try it.

After all, it’s just a picture. What’s the harm in trying it? What’s likely to go wrong?
After watching for an unknown amount of time, the boy's eyes suddenly became dull. He didn't even struggle, and his eyeballs rolled back.

When his soul saw the Heavenly Sword, countless memories that did not belong to him entered his mind. Those memories were so unforgettable that he lost himself in almost an instant.

The last thing he saw was a terrifying gray sun in the endless wilderness.
The sun slowly approached him.

'What kind of monster is that?'

The last thought was seared into his mind, but he could no longer see what followed.

He has gone completely crazy.

"call"

"call"

A panting sound was heard from the crystal house at the bottom of the dark lake.

The young man sat on the ground, his back against the dark, collapsed bookshelf, and suddenly frowned and muttered.

"who am I?"

"Who am I?"

for a long time
He opened his eyes, and his confused eyes regained clarity: "I am Song Yan."

He raised his head and curled his lips, revealing his sharp white teeth and a happy smile.

"It's been so many years, I finally came out."

"finally."

"Out!"

He glanced around, picked up a scattered book at random, took a quick look at it, and understood the general idea.

"The Heavenly Sword Visualization Diagram, it's the Heavenly Sword Visualization Diagram again. This visualization diagram really saved my life again. Nanwu Sword Sect and I really have a connection.

I don’t know where my old friend is now, whether he is dead or alive, whether he has made further progress or is buried in the earth?”

He glanced at the panel.

The lifespan on the panel changed from "【Lifespan: 41/8639】" to "【Lifespan: 141/8639】", which means a full hundred years have passed.

And the realm is "Lian Xuan Level 7", which is obviously the realm of the original owner of this body.

However, Song Yan's terrifying spiritual power had long surpassed the concept of "Lian Xuan Seventh Level". Even in the Purple Mansion Realm, there could be no one with a stronger spiritual power than him. Even in the Divine Infant Realm, he was already considered a leader.

However, the moment he appeared, he also felt a sense of "incompleteness", that is, the incompleteness of life and soul.

This incompleteness made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

At the same time, a vague and mysterious feeling arose in his heart.

He subconsciously looked towards the north.

He felt his opportunity lay in the North.

In the mountain and sea monster clan.

As long as he swallows the opportunity of the mountain and sea monster clan, he will be complete.

At the same time, he suddenly felt that the person in the north also suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him from a long distance.

"Demon monk."

Song Yan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

He only had a faint impression of why he hated the evil monk so much, but the hatred was deep-rooted.

He took a deep breath and looked at himself now. 'Although the soul has preserved all my past skills, spells, and even bloodline talents, and in the process of the Bitter Sea Coast, it has turned them into a talent bound to my soul.

But my body is only at the seventh level of Xuan, it is too weak.
And since the devil monk was able to be in the north, it meant that he most likely escaped that year. After all, the devil monk did not have the blood of the King of Tigers, so he could not use the King of Tigers to control the King of Evil Pearl more precisely like I could.

After so many years, the demon monk must have become extremely powerful.

Going directly to the north to find the demon monk would be courting death.'

Song Yan pondered over it, feeling grateful for having survived the calamity, but also a little emotional.

He exchanged his entire realm for an extremely terrifying soul. I don't know whether it is worth it or not.
However, the matter is done and there is no point in thinking too much.

Song Yan began to quickly search through the original owner's memories.

Of course, the original owner's memory had long been shattered by the sea of ​​suffering, and it was impossible for someone else to restore it. But Song Yan still easily found the fragments of that person's cause and effect, and after carefully observing them, he added his own thinking and understanding, and roughly figured out the situation.

Several decades ago, the Puppet Sect most likely felt the oppression from the mountain and sea monsters, and thus cooperated with Yu Xuanwei and others from the hidden village of Nanwu Jianmen. After going through untold hardships, and with enough soul gold stones donated by Song Yan, they finally repaired the ancient teleportation array.

There are many monsters on the other side of the ancient teleportation array, but it is also the extreme north of this continent, where many ancient tribes live.

The management model of the ancient tribe and the mountain and sea monster tribe over the human world is similar. They should all be a clan that lives in seclusion, and each clan manages several or even dozens of countries.

As a whole, it is called an ancient country.

The opening of the ancient teleportation array quickly attracted the attention of the ancient country, because it was a very rare passage leading to the south of the Mountain and Sea Monster Kingdom and was a strategic location.

So the ancient country immediately sent people to the Jin State, and used magical means to transform the mysterious veins in the southern part of Jin State, making the originally almost wild southern land become suitable for cultivation.

At the same time, the ancient country also forced some sects in the north to move here.

However, this place bordering the Mountain and Sea Monsters could be considered the front line, and for some reason the Mountain and Sea Monsters took extra care of the State of Jin, invading almost every year. Therefore, the former State of Jin had long since perished, and the human kingdom had been transformed into fragmented regimes, with the leaders of each regime calling themselves princes, totaling nine princes.

Plus the five major sects here.

They are the five clans and nine marquises.

However, these five sects are now all in the south, and the north has long become a deserted Shura field.

The young man whose body Song Yan possessed was a disciple of the Mo Jian Sect, one of the five sects.

Coincidentally, he is a relative of the family, named Song Han.

However, Song Han is not a good person either.

He was originally a refugee, and was adopted by a family in the south when he was only five years old. However, his adoptive parents died early due to a plague, and he was then taken care of by his eldest brother, and then by his brother and sister-in-law.

By chance, he was found to have low-grade earthly roots and was sent to the Mo Jian Sect.

Such a person should be extremely grateful to his brother and sister-in-law, but he felt that he was an immortal, and his brother and sister-in-law were just ordinary people. The contribution of his brother and sister-in-law to him, converted into silver, was actually just that little, which was something that any mortal could do, and it was nothing.

Therefore, he directly gave his brother and sister-in-law one thousand two taels of gold, making them rich people in the local area. This was simply repaying the favor tenfold.

Therefore, he felt that if he still had to take care of them everywhere, wouldn’t that be a huge loss?

In addition, he inexplicably developed improper thoughts about his sister-in-law.

This was not the end. Later, he arranged an accident that caused the eldest brother to die tragically, and then let his sister-in-law accidentally discover that it was the work of bandits. His sister-in-law came to him and asked him to avenge her eldest brother. Naturally, he agreed.

Because this was his arrangement.

His method was to take his sister-in-law to the wilderness, and then let the bandits he had colluded with kidnap her and drug her. After he killed the bandits, he could then "eat" his sister-in-law, and then bring her into the sect, take her in as a maid, and use her as a furnace.

During this process, he passed by Piaomiao Sea and dived to the bottom of the lake with the intention of taking a stroll. He accidentally discovered the crystal secret room of the Nanwu Jianmen. By chance, he also found the "Rubbing of "The Visualization of the Heavenly Sword"" hidden under the bookshelf.

He couldn't wait to read the "Heavenly Sword Visualization Diagram" because the "Hidden Dragon Meeting" would be held next month.

The so-called "Hidden Dragon Meeting" is where the ancient tribe selects potential cultivators from the south and sends them to the north through the ancient teleportation array. It is said that if you are extremely lucky and have great potential, you may be noticed by a member of the ancient tribe and become a follower directly, following the side of the ancient tribe member. This is a real step to heaven.

A lot of information has been digested.

Over the past hundred years, what has happened on this land can truly be described as "earth-shaking."

“In that case, I will first go to the ancient country in the north through the Qianlong Society.

There are many ancient tribes in the ancient country. Even if the evil monk is eager to capture me, he has to think twice.

Because no matter what its identity is now, it must not be a small figure of the mountain and sea monster clan.

As long as it dares to invade the ancient country, it will be surrounded and suppressed."

Song Yan suddenly remembered the Dong Jun from the Baihong ancient clan whom he had met before.

Just from this one person, he could understand how the ancient clan and the mountain and sea monster clan were fighting to the death.

And the ancient clan will become his best shield against the evil monk.

“No matter what, I’d better stay as far away from the evil monk as possible.

When the time is right, I will devour the demon monk to complete my practice."

After making up his mind, Song Yan looked at the faceless mask again.

Feng Chengzi's spirit was still asleep in the mask, so the bookshelf was already covered with mist.

Song Yanxin walked to the middle stage of Purple Mansion and looked up at the blocked top bookshelf.

Perhaps he got too close and walked into a restricted area of ​​the Formless Bookshelf inheritance.

The next moment.
brush! !

The sleeping Feng Chengzi suddenly woke up, and when he saw Song Yanshi, his eyes widened.

In his eyes, Song Yan's soul exuded a terrifying gray light and heat, like a terrifying huge furnace. Looking closely, he could see that the furnace was entangled with countless souls, causes and effects, even obsessions, and gray-robed minions!
"You you. What on earth are you now?"

"I just came back from the sea of ​​suffering."

Song Yan said calmly.

Feng Chengzi was stunned for a while, then seemed to remember something and said: "Needless to say, Xiaofan must be dead. According to the agreement, I will not show you the secrets behind it."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yan raised his hand and grabbed the highest level of the secret technique in the middle stage of Purple Mansion.

The mist touched his hand and dispersed in fear.

Song Yan smiled faintly and continued to move towards the late stage of Purple Mansion.

Raise your hand again.

The fog dispersed fearfully again.

He continued walking until he reached the late stage of the Divine Infant at the end of the library. All the fog no longer needed Feng Chengzi to dispel.

Then, he raised his hand and slowly grabbed Feng Chengzi in front of his already dull gaze.

Feng Chengzi came to his senses and suddenly asked, "What are you going to do?"

Song Yan smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I'm just trying to see if I can digest you now. You can start defending now."

After saying that, he grabbed Feng Chengzi's shoulders.

Feng Chengzi said sternly: "You!"

Song Yan said: "Mr. Tang, your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, so don't worry about it anymore."

Crazy gray flames instantly covered Feng Chengzi's body. Even though he resisted desperately, it was still in vain. His defeat was only a matter of time.

Slowly. Slowly. A golden drop of water appeared on Song Yan's soul, which was like a gray flame furnace. Although the drop of water was immortal, it was slowly broken apart by the furnace and then slowly became a part of it.

for a long time
Song Yan suddenly opened his eyes again, a terrifying gray light flashed in his eyes, and then he grasped the flying sword that originally belonged to Song Han, turned it into a rainbow light, and shot out, breaking through the lake.

A valley near Piaomiao Sea.

In the hidden mountain stronghold, dozens of bandits were doing their own things.

One of the fat and strong bandits was sitting on a rock at the entrance of the village, talking to a strong and fierce bandit leader beside him.

He clicked his tongue and said, "Boss, that young lady is really nice. The long legs are wrapped in silk and satin cloth, which is very moist. When I think of tearing it open, the noise it would make, and the young lady's panicked screams, my mouth goes dry."

The strong thief leader said with a smile: "Don't talk about you. I also think that woman must be very slutty. If we really spread her apart and play with her, it will definitely be very fun."

The fat bandit said, "Boss, what are you waiting for?"

He stood up in a hurry, and there was a bulge in his crotch.

But seeing that the strong bandit leader did not stand up, he asked curiously, "Boss, you?"

The strong bandit leader said, "Be good, I don't move for a reason. Don't ask me why. If you ask, you will die."

The fat bandit nodded.

In a tent not far away, a beautiful woman with her hands and feet tied was listening to the conversation coming from afar in a daze. She felt a little hopeless.

She is not stupid.

It was her brother who brought her here.

But that brother was actually an immortal who could have killed the bandits in no time, but he chose to go around in circles and found an excuse to explore opportunities, thus leaving her alone and was captured by the bandits.

She hadn't thought much about it at first, but the words of the strong head thief forced her to think about it.

Although the strong thief leader didn't say anything, it was obvious that he had someone behind him.

What kind of person could make this bloodthirsty bandit say something like "Don't ask the reason, or you'll die"?
Then she thought of the strange way the brother looked at her sometimes.
The beautiful woman vaguely understood something.

She clenched her fingers tightly, her sharp nails digging into her flesh and even drawing blood.

She suddenly lowered her head and laughed softly. Then, as she laughed, two lines of coldness slid from the corners of her eyes. Then she raised her head and screamed hysterically.

It was a scream of pain.
It's the scream of being betrayed by your loved ones.
And just at this moment, she suddenly felt the wind blowing.

The wind was so strong that it blew away a corner of the tent.

There were dense but short screams coming from outside the tent.

These are the screams of the bandits.

It seemed that each of the bandits shouted once, and then before they could say a word, their necks were strangled and they could no longer speak.

If it were in the past, the beautiful woman would have been terrified.

But at this moment, her heart was already dead.

If the heart is dead, what is there to fear?

At this moment, she heard someone shouting "Immortal, please spare my life", but as soon as she opened her mouth, the man lost his voice and was no longer alive, obviously having been killed.

The beautiful woman finally turned her head slightly, and vaguely saw the familiar figure: he had an ordinary appearance, but when he put on the robe of a disciple of the Mo Jian Xian Sect, he seemed a bit like an immortal.

But that fairy spirit only made her feel nauseous at this moment.

She closed her eyes because she had seen through everything and she was now waiting for her brother.

Do not!
She was waiting for Song Han. She wanted to question him face to face and then commit suicide.

But at this moment, she suddenly heard the voice of the strong bandit leader again: "You can't kill me?"

Then, she heard her brother's voice again: "Why?"

The strong bandit leader said: "You should be Song Han.

I am helping your senior brother, and your senior brother wants me to arrest your sister-in-law.

He said that you respect your sister-in-law the most. If you catch your sister-in-law, you will not attend the Qianlong meeting in a month, but will look for your sister-in-law everywhere.
You can't kill me!
If you kill me, your senior brother will not forgive you!

you."

The strong bandit leader wanted to say something, but he could no longer speak because a flying sword had easily killed him.

Song Yan stepped forward and killed all the bandits in the mountain stronghold. Then he came to the tent, opened the curtain, looked at the beautiful woman who was already stunned behind, and said with a guilty look on his face: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I'm late."

After saying that, he scratched his head in shame and said, "I encountered an opportunity on the road, and I was immersed in it for a while and forgot the time. I'm sorry."

The beautiful woman just stared at him blankly, her mind extremely confused for a moment, because everything seemed to be different from what she had imagined.

On the other side, Song Yan slapped his head again, as if he remembered something, and said suddenly: "Oh, right, when I was killing a bandit just now, I finally figured it out that my brother's death was also related to my senior brother.

My senior brother was jealous of my fast cultivation speed and wanted to ruin my state of mind, so he thought that if he killed my closest relatives, I would collapse."

His voice slowed down, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, he lowered his head and smiled bitterly, saying the word "collapse", then closed his eyes and said: "I was the one who harmed my elder brother, I was the one who harmed my sister-in-law. Although I have avenged you, it is all my fault."

The beautiful woman stood up, grabbed his hand tightly, and burst into tears, crying, "Xiao Han, Xiao Han"

Song Yan patted her back gently and said softly, "It's okay, sister-in-law, it's okay."

After saying that, a cold light flashed in his eyes again, "Then Senior Brother, I will not let you go."

The beautiful woman said: "Xiao Han, forget it, you are all immortals. Since these bandits are dead, don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yan said in a cold voice: "No, he must be killed. The one who killed my elder brother must pay with blood! An elder brother is like a father, and an elder sister-in-law is like a mother. If I don't take revenge, am I still a human being?"

This senior brother was not a rumor, but another person Song Yan found in his memory. It was because of that person's advice that Song Han did such a dirty thing.

Since he is Song Han, he naturally has to settle the cause and effect at the same time, otherwise how can he feel happy?

The beautiful woman listened to his harsh words, and her heart was as sweet as eating honey. She only thought that this brother was not loved in vain. And she actually misunderstood this brother before, which was really too much.

(End of this chapter)