The improved female villains regained their memories.

Perhaps, dying on this snowy day due to a curse was his original fate.

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Thanks to that person's intervention, the young master's dying counterattack ultimately failed.

Having walked through the gates of life and death, he was practically a dead man himself, and he was extremely grateful to the blurry figure.

"Thank you for saving me!"

He wanted to kneel before that person, but the person stopped him with special power.

He cried, "I should have died, but you saved me. I really don't know how to thank you enough..."

His short and obscure life should have ended, but it was brought back by the person in front of him.

The figure stepped forward and helped him up.

"No need to thank me. The fact that you met me is the result of your perseverance. So, you should thank yourself."

He couldn't make out the blurry figure's face, but he could feel the care in the other person's words, an experience he had never had before.

Should I thank myself?

He smiled bitterly to himself. What would the person in front of him think if they knew that he was not Lin Feng at all, but a shadow, a murderer?

He looked down at the jade pendant in his hand; despite the cold weather, the pendant was burning hot.

From that moment on, he was truly bound to that name.

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The blurry figure was likely a reclusive master who used magical techniques he had never heard of before.

On his way to the Jixia Academy, he tried several times to talk to the figure.

"My benefactor, how should I address you?"

"My benefactor, will you be living here from now on? If I want to repay you in the future, will I come here to find you?"

"My benefactor, you..."

He said a lot, but the blurry figure answered very little.

He could clearly sense the concern in the other person's voice, but the other person was unwilling to say much to him.

He was puzzled, wondering why.

Perhaps unable to bear his constant talking any longer, the blurry figure suddenly spoke: "You don't need to care so much, and you don't need to repay me. Just live your own life well."

He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I will live my life well, but my benefactor, I..."

"I don't need you to repay me. I said that you got my help because you persevered and didn't give up. Don't think too much about it."

He couldn't understand that sentence.

This person clearly saved him, so why is he denying it and saying it was the result of his insistence?

He stared at the blurry figure, as if trying to see the hidden eyes beneath.

The blurry figure seemed to sense something and looked at him.

The two of them gazed at each other in the long river.

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The magical artifact vibrated in Yang Pingsheng's arms.

It revealed its original appearance.

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The shadow of death.

An old friend who no longer exists.

And Yang Pingsheng, who relied entirely on his confidant.

Chapter 687 Yang Pingsheng, have you fallen?

Under the white snow, darkness always comes early. Snowflakes fall and land on your body, and although it hasn't been long, your hair turns white.

With the help of the Great Dao True Mark, the journey to the academy was not long. He took a child named Lin Feng and flew with the wind into the State of Qi.

They flew at breakneck speed, the wind howling, but it couldn't dampen the boy's enthusiasm. He spoke to Yang Pingsheng several times, his passion undiminished by Yang Pingsheng's indifference.

Yang Pingsheng only needed to look down to see the barely suppressed curiosity in the child's eyes.

That's a bit too much curiosity.

He used the True Mark of the Great Dao to obscure his figure, so as not to have too much contact with the boy. He didn't need the repayment the boy mentioned.

"I don't need you to repay me. I said that you got my help because you persevered and didn't give up. Don't think too much about it."

Suddenly, Luo Yi in his arms became hot and trembled slightly. He found it strange and stopped looking at the boy. He then subtly circulated his Dao True Mark to probe Luo Yi's condition.

He didn't understand magical artifacts, but he could see their essence through the true traces of the Great Dao.

Once the network was activated, there were minor impacts in the future.

Was it because you saved this child?

He was slightly surprised and looked at the child again.

The boy was exceptionally perceptive; he seemed to sense his gaze and smiled at him again.

“My benefactor, judging from your accent, you seem to be from the State of Chu,” he began again.

"..."

Yang Pingsheng remained silent, determined to ignore him.

He was familiar with Yang Pingsheng's style and didn't expect the other party to answer. He continued to ramble on, "My benefactor, I speak seven languages. If that's a concern for you, I can speak other languages ​​as well. I'll use whichever language you prefer."

She keeps rambling on and on, never stopping.

Yang Pingsheng had made up his mind that no matter what the child said, he would try to answer as little as possible, fearing that something even more serious might happen.

"My benefactor, have you always lived alone?"

"My benefactor, your methods are amazing, more amazing than anyone I've ever met."

"My benefactor, you..."

Fine snow fell, the sunlight was obscured by darkness, and the Jixia Academy was already faintly visible in the distance.

Yang Pingsheng landed at a certain place and finally spoke again: "We've arrived. The academy is not far ahead."

The boy looked up: "My benefactor, will we ever meet again?"

Yang Pingsheng said, "Is there any need for us to meet again?"

These words sounded rather harsh, but Yang Pingsheng had to say them.

He reached out and patted the boy's head, saying, "You have your path in life, and I have mine. Our meeting is fate. If we don't meet again, there's no need to be demanding. Haven't you heard that it's better to forget each other in the vast world than to cling to each other in hardship?"

"But..." The boy moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something more.

But Yang Pingsheng made the final decision, ending the conversation: "Go live your own life."

He didn't pry into his past, nor did he interfere in his future; their acquaintance ended there.

It came with the snow, and it went with the snow.

The boy reached out, but instead of grabbing Yang Pingsheng, he caught a snowflake.

Forget each other...

The boy's eyes widened. How could he possibly forget?

How can we easily forget the life-saving grace?

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It was completely dark.

Lin Feng, unusually, did not drink today and sat in his seat.

He read Yang Pingsheng's message over and over again, and then let out a long sigh.

No one remembers it, so logically he shouldn't remember it either.

But he just happened to remember.

The voice in my mind was so clear that it matched Yang Pingsheng's voice.

He stood up, thinking with some resentment, "Why is it that I'm the one who remembers? This isn't fair."

But later, he felt relieved because Yang Pingsheng's age and experience didn't match up.

The only thing that matched was their voices.

He stood there somewhat irritated, blaming himself for overthinking.

Didn't that person make it very clear a long time ago?

It's better to forget each other in the vast world than to cling together in hardship.

Everyone has their own path, just like Yang Pingsheng, who also has his own path.

Even if the path he chose carries the connotation of a confidant.

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But why is he standing here again?

He looked up into the valley, where a thin layer of mist hung in the air, like a ghostly veil, drifting slowly, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing. Deep within the mist, the outline of the Ghost Valley Sect could be vaguely seen.

Having finally gained his freedom, he shouldn't be involved in his affairs anymore.

He had already done more than enough to allow Yang Pingsheng to escape the Linlang Sect and enter the Guigu Sect.

But......

The body moved subconsciously, ethereal as the wind, deceiving the array's detection.

The legendary Ghost Valley Sect's grand formation was nothing more than this; he managed to sneak in so easily.