"Destroy?" Buyu looked at Xuan Bing, "Don't you just want Li Xiuyuan's heart? Why do you still have to--"

"It's not just Li Xiuyuan--" Xuan Bing froze his eyes, "I want all here to be destroyed, and everyone here, like the Dragon Palace where I live, must all disappear."

"Xuanbing, I don't understand-why?" Buyu frowned.

"This thing must be done before taking out Li Xiuyuan's heart. I not only want his heart, but also his pain." Xuan Bing's eyes only became gloomy and had no color when it came to Xiuyuan. Unswervingly knew that he hated the Arhat.

Buyu looked at this street through Xuanbing's barrier, people came and went, and everyone was passing through them, and no one could see them. Buyu put his hands on this barrier. She felt that everything in front of her seemed to have seen in her previous life. Deep in her heart, she felt that she had such a sense of familiarity. Seeing that Buyu's eyes began to fade, Xuanbing pulled her up and continued walking, "Let's go to the next place."

His hands were very cold, which was the greatest feeling. He just let Xuanbing pull him away. When they came to Lingyin Temple, Xuanbing could only stand far away. "Li Xiuyuan lives there."

When she saw this familiar building, her heart began to beating anxiously. She couldn't help but cover her chest. The remaining memories began to attack her like fragments in the air. She covered her chest without knowing what was going on.

"How are you doing?" Xuan Bing put his arms around her shoulders.

Buyu shook his head, "Xuanbing, where is this?"

"Lingyin Temple, Li Xiuyuan lives here." Xuan Bing repeated again, taking a deep breath, "It seems that I have been here."

"That's an illusion, unswerving," Xuan Bing explained. He then took out a hairpin and inserted it on his unswerving hair bun, "give it to you."

Buyu was stunned and touched the exquisite hairpin, "I gave it to me?"

"Yes," Xuan Bing smiled slightly, "Take her, you are so beautiful that you are suffocating."

For some reason, she felt that the trance just now had been relieved. She looked at Xuan Bing, "Is it my illusion that I am?"

"Of course, you have nothing to do with here."

She believed in Xuanbing without doubt, "What does Li Xiuyuan look like?"

Xuanbing's eyes were hanging. As long as she passed this level and had not remembered anything, he would not have to worry about anything anymore. Xuanbing's fingers drew a circle in the air, and something transparent like a mirror suddenly appeared. Looking at the mirror, a person's back appeared inside. Looking at this back, for some reason, her heart began to be beating violently, covering her chest, this thin back was walking slowly, carrying a bucket of water on a path, and frowned.

Looking closer, her fingers were placed on the mirror, "This person - looks so familiar." The back alone made Buyu feel uneasy. Xuan Bing glanced at Buyu's eyes behind Buyu. He looked at the hairpin, and began to sway slightly with the memories that surged out of Buyu's head. The back was still walking on the path. Suddenly someone called him. The man slowly turned around and Buyu was stunned. It was a handsome face, with a soft and elegant light between his eyebrows and eyes, and the thin and tangible lips raised slightly.

The unswerving heartbeat began to accelerate sharply, and she covered her chest, "Who is this person--"

"He is Li Xiuyuan." Xuan Bingtie came over and explained.

Buyu shook his head, no, she knew this person, she must have known him. When Xuan Bing saw Buyu's frowning expression, she must have been full of doubt. Xuan Bing put his hand on Buyu's shoulder, "What's wrong, do you think this person looks familiar?"

Buyu frowned and looked at Xuan Bing, "I know him, I must know him, otherwise I wouldn't have had such a big reaction."

Unswerving eyes could not move down Xiuyuan's body. She looked straight at this person, why did she feel so painful in her heart?

Xuan Bing moved his unswerving shoulders and looked into her eyes, "Look at me, unswerving."

Buyu turned his head and looked at Xuanbing's eyes. The eyes were as deep as a pool of water. Buyu frowned. She looked at Xuanbing's eyes deeper and deeper. Her anxious heart seemed to calm down just now. She gradually couldn't feel his rapid beating, and Buyu's hand was put down from her chest.

Xuanbing was chanting as if he was casting a spell, "You are Long Buyu, you are mine, you are my Xuanbing, and I only own it."

"I only believe in you, only believe in you Xuanbing, I am yours-" Buyu repeated Xuanbing's words, word by word, every word seemed to pierce into her heart, and Buyu's heart became calm. Xuanbing kissed Buyu's forehead, and Buyu felt his cold and soft lips.

Xuan Bing still had that gentle look, "Are you better now?"

Looking at Xuanbing forever, she nodded, her eyes were empty, and the passion that had just surged in her heart was swallowed up by Xuanbing's spell, and she regained her ice-like calmness again.

Xuanbing took back the mirror, Xiuyuan disappeared from it, her unswerving eyes were still empty, she had no feelings anymore, because she was Xuanbing and she only believed him in this life.

Xiu Yuan sighed, and he felt inexplicably disappointed. He stood under the tree in the temple, the tree that caught fire a few days ago. He looked at the dead tree and rubbed his hands on the dark bark.

There was a person who looked at him in the dark, his eyes full of uncertainty, that was forgetfulness. She hid in the corner and looked at Xiuyuan. She wanted to never see this person again in her life, but whenever the things her mother did for him came to her mind, she couldn't suppress her curiosity. What kind of person he was and what kind of magic he had that could make her mother so addicted.

Xiuyuan left there and left the temple. Wanghen kept following him. She would carefully cover his footprints, one by one, stop under the tree trunk that Xiuyuan touched, and touch the same position. He stopped at the place where he stopped and rested. Take a deep breath. Wanghen was like an obsessed follower, just like Xiuyuan, and she kept repeating, I hate you, but I was also curious about you, Li Xiuyuan, what kind of person are you? Do you have any feelings? I don’t believe that you are obviously a hypocritical person but can pretend to be a great kindness and continue like this.

The seemingly reasonable reason was that Wanghen persuaded herself to do this. She pursed her lips and continued to follow him like this. Xiuyuan walked to the stone bridge. It stopped. The water was still flowing under the bridge, but there were thin ice on some places on the shore. Xiuyuan squatted down in that row of words and touched it with his hands.
Chapter completed!