Xiuyuan was stunned and looked at her unswervingly. Her eyes were filled with despair, as if there was something indescribable.

"Where are you?"

Buyu's body was covered with a layer of frost, slowly invading her. She slowly raised her hand to touch Xiuyuan, but the moment her hand was stretched out, the frost spread to her arms and finally reached her fingertips. Xiuyuan was shocked and was about to pull her, but she left there and rushed back as if she was grabbed by something.

"Buyu--" Xiu Yuan shouted, but Buyu was pulled up to the air at once. She looked at Xiu Yuan in despair, and a tear fell from the corner of her eyes flowing down her eyes until her jaw.

"Cultivate fate--" The unswerving hand was stretched out, but he could no longer touch the cultivation fate.

Cultivation is chasing you in the direction that Buyu was pulled away, but you can no longer keep up, Buyu disappeared in front of you.

He looked around and slowly became colder, snowy white and snowy.

Xiuyuan raised his head, "It's snowing!"

A woman walked towards him with an umbrella. Xiuyuan was shocked. Looking at the slender figure walking towards him, "Unswer" Xiuyuan was overjoyed. Just as she was about to pass, she saw the woman put down the umbrella, her eyes were so strange.

"You are Forget."

Wanghen slowly raised his eyes and looked at Xiuyuan ruthlessly.

I can't forget the look of cultivation.

"I want to ask you something, why did you let my mother down?"

Xiuyuan took two steps back, and he shook his head, "I-" Wanghen's hand stabbed Xiuyuan's body, and on his left chest, Xiuyuan covered the wound, and blood flowed down his body, "You-" Xiuyuan looked at Wanghen.

Wanghen looked at him ruthlessly, "This is your retribution, your retribution--"

At this point, the sentence kept lingering in Xiuyuan's ears, and the murderous gazes around him were filled with Forgetful Scars and her repeated words.

Retribution, accompanied by these two words, Xiuyuan woke up from his dream. He sat up and slowly got off the ground. He felt that a nightmare made him feel a splitting headache. He touched the table and wanted to drink a glass of water. Suddenly, he saw the lapel of his chest in the bronze mirror, revealing a purple-black scar. It was the place where the forgetting scars stabbed him.

Xiuyuan widened his eyes. Could it be that this is not a dream? What is that?

The unswerving and forgetfulness in the dream appeared in front of you so truly.

Xiaoyao was waiting for Forget on the way that day. He didn't know if he could wait for her, but there was no other way, so he could only do this.

Sure enough, Wanghen appeared in Xiaoyao's eyes with a basket.

"Xiaoyao?" Wanghen was stunned, "Why are you here?"

"I'm waiting for you." Xiaoyao's voice was very low, and he looked at Wanghen.

"Wait for me?" Wanghen nodded, "What's the matter for me?"

Xiaoyao paused, as if he had been thinking for a long time, "I have something to tell you."

"Tell me," Wanghen seemed to be ready. She thought it was probably related to Xiuyuan.

"Don't blame my master or be entangled with him anymore," Xiaoyao's voice sounded weak, unlike usual, even though he was joking about himself, he still had a rich tone.

"Do you think I'm pestering him?" Wanghen looked at Xiaoyao with his eyebrows raised.

"Isn't it?" Xiaoyao asked with his chest, "My master is a very kind person, I hope you don't bother him." Wanghen sneered twice, "Yes, he is very kind, not only kind, but also ruthless."

"What did you say?" Xiaoyao was a little angry, "I don't allow you to say that to him, I won't allow it once!"

Wanghen looked at Xiaoyao, "He is your master, not mine. Whether he is kind to you or to others, it has nothing to do with me. I only know that he is no different from the murderer. He is the murderer in my heart and the culprit that caused my mother's death!" Wanghen was obviously very excited, and Xiaoyao was stunned.

"By the way, I am a monster, you should stay away from me, so as not to let your master teach you a different way." Wanghen obviously exhaled his anger towards Xiuyuan on Xiaoyao. Xiaoyao was speechless. Wanghen hated his master very much, and at this time she had already divided herself and her completely. "I'm leaving." Wanghen turned around and was about to leave. Xiaoyao grabbed her hand that was about to leave. Wanghen was stunned and had not yet realized what was going on. Xiaoyao held her tightly. She looked at Xiaoyao's eyes, so bright and deep, but there was a Sichuan word between her eyes, and she could tell his conflict. Wanghen didn't know what was going on. She looked at Xiaoyao holding her hand and holding it tightly.

"You-" Wanghen wanted to pull it out but made Xiaoyao tighter, "What are you going to do?"                                                                                                                  

The wolf opened his mouth and was about to bite Xiaoyao.

"Don't, Father!" The next moment, Wanghen rushed over and turned into a wolf in the air, and she blocked Luo Yan.

Xiaoyao was stunned. Looking at this scene, Wanghen turned around. His eyes, even the wolf, shone with the same light, "You are not leaving yet!" Wanghen said to Xiaoyao.

Xiaoyao stood up with his injured arm, but he did not leave, but walked straight towards Wanghen and Luo Yan. Luo Yan and Wanghen were both stunned. They didn't understand what this person was going to do.

Xiaoyao looked at Luo Yan straight and meaninglessly. The giant beast was so huge in front of him. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to hurt Wanghen, I just like her."

Luo Yan stared at the man, his sea blue eyes and three-dimensional facial features made him feel so familiar.

Luo Yan pushed Wanghen away, he went up to look at Xiaoyao, condescendingly. Xiaoyao was so small, but he did not retreat, "I know she is a wolf demon, I am a human, but I like her."

Luo Yan had sharp teeth in his mouth. He lowered his head and his hideous face was right in front of Xiaoyao. Xiaoyao was unmoved. Wanghen looked at Xiaoyao in surprise, and she felt incredible.

At this moment, another person appeared, that is, cultivation of fate.

"Don't hurt him, he is Yi Langri's child."

Luo Yan turned around and saw Xiuyuan slowly coming over. When Wanghen saw Xiuyuan, his eyes lit up. Xiuyuan always had a calm expression and a chrysanthemum-like temperament. He walked to Xiaoyao and looked up at Luo Yan, "He is the child of your sister Luo Bing's favorite person."

This sentence seemed to wake Luo Yan up. Luo Yan's originally fierce gaze gradually softened. Xiaoyao looked at Xiuyuan in surprise. Xiuyuan nodded to him. Xiaoyao also felt incredible that this world would be so coincidental.

Thinking of his sister, Luo Yan's eyes inevitably felt sad. He turned his head and glanced at Wanghen to signal her to go with him.
Chapter completed!