It was already late at night. At the middle of the waist of Zifeng Mountain, the man stood in front of the cliff without moving, as if he could no longer face the world, and his back was filled with sorrow.

The cold moonlight scattered on the white shirt made it even more vicissitudes. In this second, all the grievances in Cai Xiaotu's heart disappeared. This man was just not good at speaking, but everyone understood the truth that the biggest victim of this matter was not her, but him. From a lofty holy monk to an improper hypocrite, it must be uncomfortable, right?

People don’t care why he has children, they only know that he deceived everyone and was a lustful monk.

What should I do? He was so upset. He rarely saw him so depressed. He took a deep breath, walked over and stood aside, glanced at him, and looked at him with a smile on his face. He was filled with sorrow and a little bit of pain. He advised: "No matter how others think of you, in my heart, you have always been an amazing Buddhist disciple. He is upright and honest, and he is a gentleman!"

Fan Xiu smiled bitterly, raised his jaw and stared at the distance indifferently at the night sky. His eyebrows seemed to be unable to stretch anymore, and he twisted into a ball.

"Okay, people will not reject you because of this, and no one will insult you. You have been doing good things all your life. These are obvious to everyone. You never charge gold and silver. Fanxiu. To be honest, I have lived for more than 20 years and have never seen someone more selfless than you. I have been silently dedicated and no return. Don't say that you have violated the precepts, even if you kill someone, I still think you are right. This is a matter of character."

The man turned around and looked at the woman: "Doer really thinks so?"

"Of course, everyone thinks so, so don't bother yourself. Look at your face, it's almost bitter."

Even if you are scolded, what does it matter? If you go your own way, you can say whatever you want and try to save face.

"I am not worried about this. I just felt that the Night King's skills were not inferior to me. If I did not control him, it would definitely cause a catastrophe."

Cai Xiaotu shrugged indifferently: "It doesn't matter, as long as he is Ye Yan, I can understand him!"

"It's useless, he is no longer the night flames he used to be."

A woman pursed her lips bitterly: "So, are you going to leave? You have to cultivate your internal strength and then save those so-called famous and upright sects?" How long will it take? One year, two years, or ten or twenty years? The people of the world occupy all the positions in his heart. Are these things so important?

She knew everything he did was right, but what should she and Xiaoyuyu do? Did he never think about it? Just say that he couldn't agree to go with him at the beginning because he couldn't give her and Xiaoyuyu a happy family. What if he went to the back mountain of Kashyapa Temple? He was far away as he left. Why did she and Xiaoyuyu have to wait for him alone at home just to wait for him?

It’s better to be at home on the Illusion Island.

Fan Xiu nodded.

"It seems to be quite difficult on the thirteenth floor. So, Master, how long will it take to reach the thirteenth floor?"

"I don't know!"
Chapter completed!