Nian Junyao was a good person since childhood. He and Nian Jinshu were lawless and grew up naughty. They were protected by Wanping City very well. It was not a sinister heart. Until the birth of the Resurrection Bell, he knew that there were so many greedy people in the world. In order to Resurrection Bell, people's hearts were full of ghosts, ghosts and monsters, and all kinds of ugly things were born. He gradually understood responsibility and protection.

He wanted to protect his sister and protect Wanping City, so he was willing to practice in such a cold place in the Beihai. The Beihai is really cold. If he hadn't had enough thoughts, he wouldn't live in the Beihai no matter what. He liked lively places and was used to the lively life. Once he got used to the fireworks in the world, it would be difficult to adapt to the thousands of years of ice and snow in the Beihai.

But he lived in Beihai for ten years.

In the past ten years, although he is determined, there is also a very important reason, that is, there is Xue Lan in Beihai, who is his master. Every time he talks and gets along with his master, every smile of his master makes him feel that the ice and snow in the Beihai are not that cold, it is warm, and the Beihai shines on the sun, is beautiful and unique.

If it weren't for the mortal world that he had thought of living in Beihai with his master, even if he was with ice and snow, he would be willing to bear it. The responsibility and protection he had to keep thinking about was that he belonged to Wanping City.

In the trouble of the Immortal Sect, his tranquility is only broken by a sharp blade, and he cannot escape. He has to walk on this bloody road by himself, and he cannot implicate his master.

Master said that she is not a member of the world.

After more than a year in the desert, he thought he would die in the Demon Realm and could never live again. He missed Master very much. He couldn't help but recall the little things he had with Master. He couldn't help but wonder, Master had been in Beihai for two thousand years, but he had been with someone for too long. She had been in Beihai for so many years, and if anyone had accompanied her through the journey.

She was not moved by everything, and she lived step by step every day, ate, and stopped practicing. She should have fasted her long ago, but she thought she was an ordinary person and had never had emotional fluctuations. Even if he was a piece of rotten wood and had not learned a mental method for two months, she never got angry. She was like a lake with ice in winter, and her emotions were integrated with the North Sea.

Nian Junyao once explored it, but was also confused. Was she born like this?

When a person’s life begins, no one comes from the moment he is born, no one will always be with the snow, no one will have no love in his heart, she just freezes her heart.

It's just that there is no light.

Now, looking at the master who was trapped in the ghost illusion, Nian Junyao understood that the master had a person whom she was attached to, and she was the one who could not break free from the illusion. She had such a deep obsession. Even if she was already a scattered immortal, she would not want to wake up from the illusion. This person was the light in the master's heart. The master was swallowed by the ghost and she was unwilling to wake up.

"Master..." Nian Junyao burst into tears silently, and the sadness and sourness that suddenly came to pass through his heart. Nian Junyao knelt beside Xue Lan in vain, at a loss. He didn't know how to wake her up, nor did he know whether the master was willing to be awakened. After breaking the Master's dream, he was afraid of seeing the despair on his face.

"Master..." Nian Junyao wiped his tears.

no!

Absolutely not possible!

He cannot let the master fall into an illusion. Even if the master is desperate or in pain, she will call out the master. Half of the master's soul cannot die in the desert.

Nian Junyao's sword soul's strength soared, and the ghosts around Xue Lan were cut off. The ghosts could not be cut off. After they were split, they would sweep over again. Nian Junyao quickly cut the ghosts.

The endless ghost and limited spiritual power collided, Nian Junyao was exhausted and exhausted. He used his last little power to cut off a ghost that rushed towards Xue Lan, but he had no power anymore.

Xue Lan was indifferent. Nian Junyao vomited a mouthful of blood. He roared and called Master, but Master couldn't hear it, "Xue Lan, wake up! Xue Lan, Xue Lan!!!"

He was brave and ignored his superiority and lowliness, and called his master's name for the first time.

The master’s name is Xue Lan!

When he shouted this name, his tears could not be suppressed. He had been calling this name for thousands of years and ten thousand years, and had been engraved in his bones. Even if he had countless reincarnations, he still remembered her name.

"Xue Lan, wake up and don't indulge in the past. That's your memory, you will die here!"

Nian Junyao no longer has the strength to protect her, so Nian Junyao hugged Xue Lan and closed her eyes stubbornly, "Master, if you have been addicted to the past and died in the desert, then I will die with you. Our master and disciple can be regarded as a beginning and end. Junyao can become a master in this life, which is a blessing that Junyao has cultivated in his three lives. Master..."

His breath gradually weakened, and he wrapped his broad chest around Xue Lan. His master was gentle and powerful, but he was a weak woman. He held it in his arms so well and so warm.

Even if he died, he was willing to do so.

Xue Lan's expression moved, and she almost said goodbye to Nian Junyao in the illusion with tears in her eyes. Nian Junyao was still making ice sculptures in the courtyard, showing her his most proud works. He carved an ice sculpture that looked very much like Xue Lan, but looked at Xue Lan in confusion and cried step by step.

"Alan, where are you going? Are you leaving me? Why are you crying? Alan, is it because the eldest brother is not good at caring?"

"Brother, I'm sorry, I can't indulge in the illusion. The reincarnated brother is by my side, he is crying..." Xue Lan's eyes were blood red, and the palms and backs of his hands were flesh. She was even more attached to the elder brother in the illusion, but she was reluctant to let Nian Junyao die after reincarnation. He was still young and had a bright future.

"Brother... goodbye!" Xue Lan's tears kept falling. She no longer remembers how many years she had not shed tears. Even when Nian Junyao passed away, she never shed a single tear.

Because she had already been ready for separation from life and death.

Seeing one relative after another leave her, it has become a fate, and she has to accept the cycle of fate and arrangements, which is the price of resurrection that year.
Chapter completed!