Murong Qingcheng's eating habits are not good-looking. Xiao Yan takes pills in Xianhe prison, so he still has a lot of feelings about the long-lost food.
After Murong Qingcheng finished her meal, Xiao Yan couldn't help but wipe the rice grains from her mouth. Murong Qingcheng's face turned slightly red and did not avoid it.
"Don't be so stupid in the future. I will still bear my own responsibility. You don't need to pay so much for me. You know, if you really die at the hands of that person, I will never forgive myself for the rest of my life. Maybe it was my fault from the beginning." Xiao Yan said to Murong Qingcheng. Xiao Yan was indeed very scared, just like when Yao Lao was captured by the Soul Palace in Yunlan Sect and his father lost the news.
"Let's go through the past. This time I'm not without gains. At least I know that my efforts are not without rewards. Moreover, I've come back safely. I have experienced some things myself. Sometimes don't break the rules easily, otherwise the consequences will still be serious." Murong Qingcheng smiled and said, at that time, everyone was blaming her for being in front of her, at least there is nothing wrong with being kind.
"Of course, the most important thing is that you promised my conditions. Don't deliberately hurt innocent people. You must not fail to abide by the agreement." Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan's face with a hint of cunning.
Xiao Yan suddenly felt that Murong Qingcheng seemed to have a bit of tranquility at this time. He shook his head and got rid of the thoughts in his mind. At least if others don’t provoke him, he will not take the initiative to cause trouble for others. Xiao Yan doesn’t mind killing, especially in this world where strength is the most respected world, killing people will not cause any burden to him. But he is also not a murderer, and he vents his pain on other people’s pain.
"Let's go, I'll take you back." Xiao Yan paid the money and said to Murong Qingcheng.
"Yes." Murong Qingcheng smiled.
...
In a certain street in the Holy Spirit City, Xiao Yan looked at Murong Qingcheng and said, "I will return to the academy tomorrow. In a month, I will enter the core simulation area for Linglong Fruit. I may have to spend a year inside. It will take about ten years outside. Please pay attention to taking care of yourself."
Xiao Yan's tone was a little reluctant and a little helpless. In the Yinhe Prison, Xiao Yan, who was not afraid of the high temperature and coldness, was suddenly a little scared at this moment. There might be a big change in ten years, and Xiao Yan could not predict what would happen. He was a little afraid that such a thing would collapse if it happened again.
"Then be careful yourself. In fact, you don't have to worry. Some of the memories about you there will be cleared after you come out, so you don't have to worry." Murong Qingcheng said.
"What? Some memories inside will be deleted." Xiao Yan felt incredible. He wouldn't he remembered no matter what important things happened inside.
"Don't you know? After you come out, some of your memories will be deleted. That is to say, if one of your partners dies inside before you come out, everything about him inside will be deleted from everyone's memories. But your ability to adapt will not disappear, and your fixed thinking pattern will also be reduced. Otherwise, once you form a fixed thinking pattern in the real ancient ruins, you may be injured. However, what you get in it is your own, otherwise you will fight inside, and all the families will hate each other, but the memories are wiped out. No one remembers what happened inside, so you don't know who you want to take revenge. Didn't Brother Qingfeng tell you?" Murong Qingcheng said.
It took Xiao Yan a long time to calm down his emotions. No wonder Murong Qingfeng said that it would be cruel inside, and there was no need to take into account the background of other families inside. This would be a hunting war, a hunting war under various special conditions.
Xiao Yan exhaled a breath of turbid air, and this was fine, so he didn't have to worry about others' settlement.
Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan, his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say anything but didn't say anything.
...
Xiao Yan and Murong Qingcheng walked to the Murong family's residence. At this time, Murong Qingcheng was moving everywhere, and Xiao Yan was a little lost. He wanted to hug the girl in his arms and cherish it. But there seemed to be some power to stop him from getting close to Murong Qingcheng. They seemed to be two moving figures, one with a charming posture, the other with a luxurious and luxurious wife, and he was favored by heaven in life, so how could he be more greedy for beauty? What's more... Even though he had made up his mind in the prison of evil spirits before, he was still shaken at this time. Xiao Yan has always been a decisive person, and he decisively rejected Xiaoyixian and Yun Yun. Their appearance and strength far exceed that of Murong Qingcheng, but Murong Qingcheng seemed to have a unique charm, which made him unable to refuse even though he had a sarcasm. Thousands of thoughts finally turned into a sigh.
"I'm back to the college, take care of myself and take good care of myself." Xiao Yan said to Murong Qingcheng.
"Well, take care of yourself." Murong Qingcheng seemed to feel Xiao Yan's emotional changes, and just replied softly.
Xiao Yan turned and left, Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan towards the direction of the school, with a hint of reluctance and sorrow in his eyes. Suddenly, Xiao Yan seemed to feel Murong Qingcheng's sadness, and seemed to remember something, and said to Murong Qingcheng: "Once upon a time, there was a boy who had a girlfriend. One day he gave a rose to his girlfriend. His girlfriend kissed him on the face and he ran away. Why is this?"
"Hmm?" Murong Qingcheng was stunned, obviously not sure why Xiao Yan suddenly asked such a question.
"Who ran away?" Murong Qingcheng asked.
"The boy ran away." Xiao Yan said.
"Are you sure you're not a girl?" Murong Qingcheng seemed to remember something, and there was a ray of blush on his face.
Under Murong Qingcheng's gaze, Xiao Yan nodded confidently.
"Then he has something urgent to do!" Murong Qingcheng replied very seriously.
"No, keep guessing."
"That's because he's shy."
"No, keep guessing."
"I can't guess it, it's very stupid, tell me." Murong Qingcheng shook his head and said.
"I'm going back to school. I guess we won't meet again in a short time. The next time I meet, I may only see you after I came out of the core simulation area of the school. You can guess slowly. I'll leave." After Xiao Yan said that, he walked forward.
In his previous life, Xiao Yan liked this story very much. Although there were no sweet words in this story, it gave people a strange warmth, unexpected but reasonable. But unfortunately, this story is a tragedy, so it is good to use it now.
Murong Qingcheng looked at Xiao Yan, and for some reason he felt a little worried. This seemed to be the last time he saw Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan's back gradually disappeared on the street.
...
At this time, everyone in the aristocratic elite academy seemed to be busy with their work. Although they did not communicate much between them, there was an invisible solemn atmosphere here, which was like the pressure of being ready to die for the soldiers about to enter the battlefield, making people breathless.
The aristocratic elite academy has existed for many years, and there have been many times in history when the academy was allowed to enter it in advance, but this time it seems to be more special than before.