Listening to the people nearby, just one year after she left, the mansion was baptized, and the government office was not in charge. There were disputes in the world, and these murders in the dark were nowhere to be found. Even if there were traces, who wanted to cause trouble?

If you can provoke a destruction, you must be a desperate person. What kind of thing can a desperate person do?

At first, she did think that the blood-slaughtered person was the master, because there were traces of magic use everywhere in the mansion at that time, and the person who knows magic best in the world thought it was Tianji Sect.

Later, she heard the master's recognition with her own ears. She was furious and then left the Tianji Sect.

But now that I think about it, things are more than that simple.

If Master really wants to do this, when she leaves the government office, Master can do it. And following Master’s way of practicing like this, he will definitely not follow the bloodthirsty demonic path. Listening to him may not be true, and what he sees may not be the truth.

Everything is long and far away.

"Lingling." A crisp ringing sound pulled Cang Yan back from his memories.

She looked at the bell, with an ivory white color, and still had a moon-white tassel. It was swaying around with the breeze, making this extremely crisp ringing sound.

The moon is white, and Gu Yanbo is also very happy that the moon is white.

Gu Yanbo wore that moon-white Tianji Gate costume for ten years. This moon-white clothes have always been the most suitable for him. If she had not left Tianji Gate at the beginning, would she have been with Gu Yanbo?

Forget it, everything is unknown.

There are so many assumptions in the world. Even things and times that have passed will pass forever, and even gods cannot be changed. This is the way of heaven, no one can change it. The world has changed with time.

The world changes, the bright moon is getting darker, no one can reverse it, no one can be greedy for it.

"Young Master, are you going to buy this sunset bell?" The vendor looked at the young master and kept looking at the bell, and then laughed.

Seeing that this young man was a little rich, he would definitely earn some cents this time.

"The setting sun bell has allusions?" Cang Yan asked, holding the so-called setting sun bell with one hand, and stroking it, and a coolness came into his heart. This bell is cold and this skill is rare.

"Okay." The vendor looked at Cang Wei and thought he would buy it. He spoke happily: "It is rumored that there is a young man in the world who was a heroic and righteous boy, but by chance he fell in love with the girl of the Demon Sect. The two of them fell in love with each other. The two were always circulated by letters, but one day the boy had no news. The witch came to search for it, but found that the boy had his life executed by his fellow master. This title was to deal with the Demon Sect. Later, the witch had white hair overnight and then slaughtered the whole family. The last sentence of the last letter that the young man passed on was that the rivers and lakes were chaotic, and he hoped that you would not see him under the setting sun. Although there were many troubles in the past, I advised you not to forget it."

The vendor said, and performed vividly.

A few words outlined a sad song.

"The world is chaotic, and I hope you will not see it under the setting sun. Although there are many troubles in the past, I advise you not to forget it. It is a good word." Cang Hua said, with a little bit of sadness on his face.

The world is full of chaos, and the world is the same.

There are so many people who meet but cannot stay with you. There are more than one person who hopes for you under the setting sun. It is just annoying past, and yesterday is unanticipated, and there are only a few people who have never forgotten. Enlightenment and meditation can not penetrate the hearts of people.

"Young Master, are you going to get this sunset bell?" The vendor looked at Canghai and felt that there were signs, so he shouted very hard.

Looking at the vendor's anxious look, Cang Wei smiled. This vendor was interesting.

"That's it." Cang Yan said, and he put the setting sun bell out. If one day, Gu Yanbo could hang the bell around his waist. Before the bell broke, would he think of an old friend?

When thinking about old friends, it is also when thinking about old friends’ hearts.

However, I am afraid that this life will be unattainable. If he enters the divine realm and changes in the world, can he also remember that there was an old friend who loved him so much and hoped that he would return?

"Okay, the young master has collected it." The vendor was extremely happy that he had received the large amount of silver notes handed over by Hua Yue. He really saw the right person. The large amount of silver notes could be bought even at the stalls on the street.

It's really generous.

"I just don't have to look for it." Cang Wei suddenly made a sound. The vendor who was searching for money raised his head. It was difficult to find money, but he was more shocked. With so much money, he would probably not have to leave the stall in the future.

With this money, he had enough money to marry several wives and concubines, and bought a large mansion, and had been free for half his life.

"Yes, that young man walked slowly." The vendor smiled even more happily, his face turned redder, as if he had just drunk alcohol. With this smile, the tiger teeth on his lips were exposed, and he looked a little honest.

Cang Wei looked at the hawker's appearance, but accidentally thought of someone who seemed to be in the long-standing memory. It flashed by, as if anyone had ever smiled like this, and there were also a silly tiger teeth on the corner of his mouth.

But I can't remember it anyway.

Memory is like a mess, and now it is even more chaotic.

If I really can’t think about it, Cang Wei gave up.

Even though I continued walking forward, I found that there was a peach blossom at some point at some point. The flowers were blooming brightly, and it was also common in this season. I moved my steps and never stepped on the peach blossom branch.

When I raised my eyes, I felt a very familiar aura coming to my face.

A lake green brocade dress was embroidered with cloud embroidery dark patterns, and a red cloud crown with half a bunch of black hair was crying. A little girl in yellow and orange dress with pink jade was looking at her. The blue shirt was wearing a duck egg-green brocade dress with half a bunch of blue hair, and the blue hair was shaking the fan very casually. The lonely geese on the desert on the fan gave people a sense of vastness and loneliness, but this person felt the opposite gentle as jade.

The little girl was still smiling happily, holding a bright red rabbit lantern in her hand, which looked very pleasing and festive. The rabbit was also very good, which made the little girls extremely happy. At this moment, the little girl was holding the lantern tightly, and she was afraid that she would let go of the lantern easily.

Looking at Xi'er who was smiling so happily, Cang Wei also felt a little joy falling on her.

Before Xijing, she had never had a gloomy aura. Even though she had been crying and blood for so long, she still had a sunny aura on her body, which was a relief feeling.

"Why is Xi'er here?" Cang Yan said with a smile, then hugged the little girl in his arms.

Feeling the extremely warm body temperature, she suddenly realized that Xijing was still in this world.

The little girl was still laughing, but she was a little heartless.

In the light brown eyes, it was dull, like a living and walking puppet man. He never had his own emotions and catharsis, but only had an extremely false smile.

Yes, her soul is still messy, is it still a bit stupid?

Even though she and Chi Yunqi searched for so many strange herbs, they were still useless. Unless this soul gathered, they were afraid that Xi'er would be permanently stupid.

And this soul is especially easy to find.

Although it was the search with Wangjiang Tower, it was still unsuccessful. Perhaps, she should have made Mo Ran feel more powerful. After all, Xijing became like this at the beginning, and it was the entire reason for him.

Qingshan also used his method to think of. In this world, except for Gu Yanbo and the Tianji Sect, Mo Ran's technique is probably the strongest.

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