When Si Xueyi opened her eyes again, she found herself lying in a familiar bedroom, and the sound of a flute came from outside the room.
After a brief inspection, he found that all his injuries had recovered.
"Going back to Frost and Thunder Academy again?"
Si Xueyi rolled over and got out of bed, her expression changing.
Instead of being immersed in sadness and pain, he began to recall every detail after meeting Yue Bingyun.
"King Shura, he died nine hundred years ago. You are not allowed to pretend to be the other party's identity. I will spare your life this time, but it may not happen next time."
Si Xueyi muttered something softly, and the doubts in his eyes dispersed like clouds, and his eyes became clear and bright.
"I see."
Si Xueyi sighed softly, feeling relieved and at the same time feeling sad.
He walked out of the hospital, and as expected, it was Bai Lixuan playing the flute.
"woke up?"
Bai Lixuan put down his bamboo flute and walked towards Si Xueyi, with concern and a hint of worry in his eyes.
Si Xueyi was not in a high mood, nodded and sat down in front of the stone table in the courtyard.
He took out a pot of wine and poured himself into it, his expression changing.
Bai Lixuan sat down opposite him and muttered: "Sage Yanmiao sent you back. You will be seriously injured and very scary."
Si Xueyi said: "No problem."
After a moment of silence, Si Xueyi said again: "Get ready, we will leave the sect in three days to find a way to climb Tianlai Peak, get the Purple Thunder Sacred Fire... and then leave here."
A strange look flashed in Bai Lixuan's eyes, and he said: "Isn't that what you said before? Are you not going to attend the Qianqiu Holy Banquet?"
Si Xueyi's face showed bitterness.
He didn't hide anything after thinking about it, and told the other party exactly what happened in Wangyue Palace.
After Bai Lixuan heard this, he pondered for a while and said, "I'm thinking that the first lady may also have unspeakable difficulties. She is by no means a heartless person."
Si Xueyi said: "You can understand the truth, how can I not know? I don't feel aggrieved at all now..."
At this point, he stopped, picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Si Xueyi said helplessly: "I just feel sorry for her. She obviously wants to see me, but she has to suppress her emotions. I can still cry, vent, and loudly ask her to kill me, but she can't do anything.
explain."
King Shura is dead.
This was Yue Bingyun's hint that he should not expose his previous identity.
Even in Wangyue Palace, it may not be safe.
Bai Lixuan asked curiously: "Who is so capable that he can suppress this First Lord?"
Si Xueyi's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said calmly: "I roughly know who it is, but simple suppression by force cannot make Master Yue subdued. I understand her character, and there must be a weakness that the other party has pinched.
.”
This is really a sad thing.
Si Xueyi tapped her fingers on the stone table, a look of sadness flashed across her handsome face.
Bai Lixuan said: "Are you sure you want to leave? Don't care about the Qianqiu Holy Banquet?"
Si Xueyi nodded.
After a while, he saw that Bai Lixuan still had doubts in his eyes, and said calmly: "If we meet and we can't recognize each other, it will be a painful thing for her and me. In this case, let's leave here first, or wait until she is dealt with.
If you are troubled in your heart, please come back to this holy courtyard."
Xiluo!
When Si Xueyi said this, his face turned gloomy, and his hand holding the wine glass continued to tighten.
Then there was a bang, and the wine glass was crushed into powder.
Apart from Xi Luo, Si Xueyi could not think of anyone else in the world who would suppress Yue Bingyun and recognize her.
Nine hundred years ago, he and Xiluo were known as the two unparalleled prides of the human race, and neither could truly defeat the other.
Nine hundred years later, Xiluo has indeed become the number one person in the world.
The unparalleled achievements she has made and the powerful enemies she has killed have earned her more and more titles from the Shenwu Empire.
Si Xueyi's expression was changing. This was not the most important thing. The most important thing was what did she do with Yue Bingyun?
Bai Lixuan's eyelids twitched and he said, "So, who is it?"
Si Xueyi looked at him and said, "You should have heard of the name God Emperor and Goddess nine hundred years ago, right?"
Bai Lixuan's face changed slightly, and he raised his eyes and said: "The two great geniuses of the human race, Shura is destroying the world, and the goddess of heaven is coming. The emperor of the gods, the descendant of the royal family of the Shenwu Empire, born in the Guangyao Empire, after her birth, everyone in the world knows about it
, she is destined to become a king and embark on the road to the God-Emperor."
Si Xueyi nodded and said nothing.
Bai Lixuan said calmly: "So, you are another genius, the son of the Human Emperor, the youngest king title holder in the empire, King Shura Si Xueyi."
He had already guessed about Si Xueyi's identity and was not too surprised.
Bai Lixuan's pupils shrank sharply and he muttered: "If I remember correctly, you and her are the most enviable couple in the world. They are both human twins and childhood sweethearts. They fight in all directions and share life and death."
Si Xueyi said calmly: "People can change."
Bai Lixuan said: "So, she has changed?"
Si Xueyi said calmly: "She said this. It's just that I feel that no one has changed, everyone has their own path to take. In the end, the conflicts and contradictions became bigger and bigger, and they became more and more unfamiliar.
, the conflict has reached the point of being beyond control.”
He can understand that the two people have different paths and are getting further and further away from each other.
But he couldn't figure out why the other party shot that arrow?
Dragon's sigh!
This sigh lingered in his heart for nine hundred years, and it was a knot that Si Xueyi could never untie.
Si Xueyi came back to her senses and said softly: "This is just my guess. Perhaps only Yue Bingyun himself knows the specific truth."
He still had the last bit of luck, and what happened here might have nothing to do with Xi Luo.
"Where's Xihe Hongyao?"
"After you are sent back, Holy Lord Yanmiao will take them back to Longyuan Pavilion."
A strange color flashed across Si Xueyi's face, and Saint Lord Yanmiao took Xi and Hongyao away. It must be that Yue Bingyun wanted to see the two of them.
Bai Lixuan said: "Is there any problem?"
Si Xueyi shook his head, there must be no problem.
"I'm going for a walk."
Si Xueyi stood up and left Shuanglei Courtyard, and then left Tianlin Peak.
Relying on his past memories, he came to a lake in the holy courtyard.
This lake is exceptionally quiet, vast and remote, and anyone standing by the lake will feel relaxed and happy.
Nine hundred years ago this was the Jingxin Lake of the Qianqiu Holy Land, and the name should not have been changed now.
There was a big tree on the bank that stretched to the sky. Si Xueyi stood under the tree and looked far into the distance, feeling much better instantly.
He and Yue Bingyun had been here many times before, it was a revisit to their old place.
Under the tree.
Si Xueyi took out the bamboo flute and played on the bamboo flute to play the song "Spring River Flowers and Rainy Night". After waiting for the first song, he let out a long sigh.
“The beauty of this place is really hard to leave.”
Amid the falling leaves, Si Xueyi murmured to himself.
He still remembered the thousand-year promise, and he did not want to miss the thousand-year feast.
But if we can't recognize each other when we meet, it will be a painful thing for both of us, so just think that King Shura is really dead.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Huge waves rose up from the peaceful exclamation, and from the bottom of the deep lake in Jingxin Hu, a guqin stained with mud and water plants rose up.
The tranquility of the lake bottom was suddenly broken, and a huge alien beast trapped by chains opened its scarlet eyes at this moment.
Bang!
Under Si Xueyi's bewildered eyes, the guqin broke through the water and instantly stirred up thousands of huge waves.
"Xuanyinqin?"
Si Xueyi's expression changed drastically. Isn't this Yue Bingyun's piano?
He quickly looked up and saw the Xuanyin Qin shining brightly, shattering all the mud and water plants, shining brightly and dazzlingly.
Then it turned into a frightening flight and disappeared in the direction of Wangyue Palace.