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    On the way to the holy mountain, Luo Jiujiang roughly told Han Qianling about his encounter with Dong Shuangyu on the way.

    "He showed you the way, saying he saw me coming in this direction?" Han Qianling asked thoughtfully, "But, I've never met him before."

    ""

    Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling looked at each other, and they frowned slightly.

    "When I was chatting with Ni Kui, Qinghui seemed to bring Dong Shuangyu to find you. What did you say at that time?" Luo Jiujiang asked puzzledly: "I was curious when I was in Qidao.  It must not be a day's work to have a mutual affection with him. However, before Qidao Dabi Qinghui personally introduced him to me, I had never heard of this person."

    "He was originally Chi Ki from the Nine Clans. At the time when the leader of Yanbo Realm changed and the old Chi Ki disappeared from the world, I thought that all the Chi Ki clan had been wiped out, but I didn't expect Dong Shuangyu to survive."

    Han Qianling's expression was unpredictable, and he didn't seem to know what he was thinking: "As for the time he came to me, he apologized for the old things about the Dragon God ten thousand years ago."

    Luo Jiujiang frowned, and there was a complex exclamation on his face: "It's the first time you have received such a serious apology."

    "It's the first time, but I don't have anything to say." Han Qianling had a flat expression on his face, obviously finding it boring even thinking about it.

    At that time, Dong Shuangyu's shocking kneeling frightened Yue Qinghui, but Han Qianling and Dong Shuangyu, who were at the center of the incident, were so indifferent to this.

    Because they all know that the past is the past.

    The bad debt from ten thousand years ago is like a ball of wool that has been knotted and entangled countless times and rolled through mud and paste again and again. Although Han Qianling is still holding the only source in his hand, the other end has been mired in the mud forever.  It is difficult to find out in the billowing dust of history.

    In a sense, regardless of the nine human races or the four elephants, their time wheels have been running forward for thousands of years, and only Han Qianling is still left at the other end of the memory.

    His titular father, Dragon God, forced hatred into the palm of his hand as a lead, and he should have sunk into the abyss of hatred forever.  Fortunately, Luo Jiujiang was willing to hold his hand when he was young and ignorant, and staggered with him through the long quagmire.

    So facing Dong Shuangyu who came to apologize, or to ask for a crime, what else could Han Qianling do with him?

    He restrained his evil thoughts and hatred all the time, and sometimes he couldn't even tell if this was the mission he was born to carry, or the obsession imposed on him by Longshen when he was dying.  After careful study, every human being and every monster race he dealt with, every inch of mountains, seas and hanging rivers he stepped on was the target of his revenge - but he killed until the world changed color, and the blood of the three thousand worlds drifted away.  Will this revenge be over?  Has this hatred been paid off?

    I'm afraid that before that, Han Qianling would have become a crazy shell that lost his mind and only wanted to kill.

    He could only pretend that he was blind, and that what caught his eyes every moment was not the blood left over from ten thousand years ago, and then lifted Dong Shuangyu up with his own hands, and said tacitly between the four eyes: "Bai Hu  Even if it doesn¡¯t have to be like this, I don¡¯t blame the past, and I don¡¯t hold myself accountable.¡±

    Dong Shuangyu once asked him: "Is this for Mr. Luo, or for the Palace Master yourself?"

    Han Qianling asked back calmly: "Jiujiang and I are inseparable from each other, and for whom is there any difference?"

    Dong Shuangyu half lowered his eyes and smiled, his long eyelashes left a trembling shadow on his skin as white as suet nephrite, "I see, it's because of Mr. Luo."

    ""

    I don't know if it's because the prototype has a fish tail and lives in the sea all the year round, Dong Shuangyu always seems to have a hint of water when he speaks, making his voice flat: "The road ahead is different, the cold palace  Take care, Lord."

    He nodded to Han Qianling for the last time, then turned around and took Yue Qinghui's hand who was standing not far away.

    This is the entire content of the two people's exchange when they met briefly last time.

    "He gave me a different feeling." Han Qianling concluded: "There seems to be something wrong with Dong Shuangyu's breath and Dao Xin."

    Luo Jiujiang had just dealt with Dong Shuangyu a few days ago, but even with his keen sense of Daoyuan and his spiritual consciousness struggling out of chaos, he didn't notice it at all.  He asked: "What's wrong? Is Ni Kui's way of being a chess piece wrong?"

    "On the road of comprehension, he doesn't seem to be obsessed with pursuing the Dao, but is honing some kind of Dao heart that I have never seen before." Han Qianling carefully"" Dong Shuangyu stopped talking, and his eyes stayed on Han Qianling's finger on Luo Jiujiang's shoulder from the beginning to the end for a moment, and then moved away as if nothing had happened.

    "It's Shuangyu who took the liberty to disturb the two of you." A moment later, he bid farewell to Luo Jiujiang and Luo Jiujiang gracefully.

    After watching the two of them go straight to the Holy Land, Dong Shuangyu slowly straightened up.

    "The atmosphere between you and Palace Master Han is too unfriendly." Yue Qinghui said helplessly: "The topic gets colder at the end, no wonder you finished talking in two or three sentences I originally wanted to say a few more words with Jiujiang  .¡±

    "Since there is nothing to say, there is no need to say any more." Dong Shuangyu said lightly.

    Yue Qinghui was taken aback: "Why do you have nothing to say? Is it because I didn't hear the process of your falling out just now?"

    "I didn't lose my face, I just regret that Palace Master Han insists on going his own way." Dong Shuangyu shook his head, "But Palace Master Han always regards the Holy Land as his own back garden. I told him it was dangerous, but he naturally didn't hear it."

    "Didn't you keep saying that Jiujiang would be in danger? Why did you remind Master Han?"

    "Since Palace Master Han and Young Master Luo are indistinguishable from each other, what does it matter who is in danger?"

    They have a "danger" on the left and a "danger" on the right. Finally, Yue Qinghui was sweating: "I beg you, Shuangyu, give me a straight line, what is this danger? I can catch up."  Tell Jiujiang."

    Unexpectedly, Dong Shuangyu shook his head lightly: "I don't know either."

    "¡­¡­What?"

    "I can predict that their future is uncertain, but it is because I have seen the creatures repeat the previous stories countless times in the tens of thousands of years of inheritance memory. The creatures' history spanning thousands of years, almost all use the same  Errors add up."

    Yue Qinghui was so anxious that he wanted to jump up: "Then what 'repeated mistake' did Jiujiang and the others make this time?"

    Dong Shuangyu's tone of voice is still unhurried, and in contrast to Yue Qinghui, it seems that the whole person does not have any fireworks.

    "When the water is full, it overflows, and when the moon is full, it loses¡ª¡ªQinghui, you have been with me all the way, and you have seen countless conceited people die of conceit, and evil heretics are also eaten back by evil. Since Palace Master Han has always been confident  The Holy Land is his back garden, so maybe there really won't be another creature in the entire Holy Land who can hurt Mr. Luo in the slightest."

    Yue Qinghui swallowed, and murmured: "But?"

    "However, since there is nothing in the holy land that can shake Mr. Luo in the slightest, how do you and I know that this injury was not caused by the paranoia of the master Han?"

    "The Palace Master Han I see now is still the same as the Palace Master Han I saw a year ago-a year ago, Palace Master Han must not have thought that he would lose the whereabouts of Mr. Luo for a year.  .¡±

    "Qian hexagram is on the ninth, and Kanglong has regrets."

    Dong Shuangyu shook her head slightly, put on the hood of her cloak as if she was afraid of the cold, took the lead, and called softly: "Follow, Qinghui."

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