The Xiaoyun doujinshi written by a cute girl ~ ~
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An Yesun and Nangong Xue frolicked in the valley.
The night passed without a single word.
The next day, An Yesun sent Nangong Xue to the foot of Mount Hua. Nangong Xue missed her senior brother and master, so she hurriedly said goodbye and ran up the mountain. An Yesun looked at the graceful figure of the girl who flew away, and his eyes darkened.
After all, they were once friends, and he still hoped that she would be well.
[A pot of wine will finish the last of my joy. Farewell tonight.]
After sending off Nangong Xue, An Yesun traveled day and night, and didn't sleep or rest. He directly rushed to the headquarters of the Sacrifice Shadow Sect. After more than ten days, he arrived at the town that was less than a house away from the headquarters. An Yesun found an inn to stay in. From then on, he wholeheartedly meditated and cultivated, waiting for the important day at the end of the month.
— — That bastard's death date.
Speaking of that bastard, the person who changed his life countless times, An Yesun didn't know whether to roar or laugh bitterly. That person went through life and death with him. That person rebelled for him. That person fought for Menglin was still with him. An Yesun didn't have any relatives or friends, and only he had an inseparable relationship with him. He didn't miss the life of the Sacrifice Shadow Sect, but he had an unbreakable care and deep trust for him. His life had always been simple. It was so simple that he only had Menglin, the Hierarch, and that person. At that time, they had gone through fire and water together. At that time, they had gone through thick and thin together. Although the days were dark, it was only darkness.
Unlike now, when he had nothing left.
The one who thought she was his true love had passed away. The one who thought they were brothers had turned against him. Their status was no longer there, and their friendship was no longer there. All of this was caused by him.
Jiang Liechen, I, An Yesun, will crush your bones and scatter your ashes in my lifetime to comfort Menglin's soul in heaven!
The days passed, and the end of the month came just as he had hoped. He entered the Sacrifice Shadow Sect's headquarters with ease, as if he had just left yesterday. Walking in the endless darkness, An Yesun realized that he didn't want to see Jiang Liechen too soon — the man who used to be his brother but was now his enemy.
Breaking through the mechanisms and walking through the secret passageway, his journey was unexpectedly smooth. Even when he crossed the canyon and smashed boulders to block the concealed weapons, he didn't run into a single person, which was very unlike Jiang Mingchen's style.
An Yesun felt strange, but he had already made up his mind. No matter what Jiang Liechen had prepared for him, he would charge through it, not for anything else, but for the belief that he had once wanted to protect all his life.
The path to the secret chamber was very short, so short that before he could finish recalling everything, he was already standing at the end of everything. An Yesun looked at the door with a bleak expression, as if he was looking at something he had fought for his whole life but could never obtain.
After a short moment of hesitation, An Yesun quickly pushed open the door to the secret chamber. He knew that no one would block the door for him. This was what he had to do, or perhaps it was called fate.
The secret chamber was very dark. He took a few steps forward and pulled out his folding fan from the person he was familiar with. He shouted, "Demon Jiang, I, An Yesun, have come to take your life today."
Jiang Liechen smiled vaguely and slowly turned around in his chair. He saw the little black snake coiled around the armrest of the throne. He saw that half of his face was covered with a mask, and although the other half of his face was abnormally charming, his face was deathly pale. He also saw the gratified expression in his eyes, which didn't match his face at all.
"You're back."
An Yesun's cold expression couldn't help but fluctuate. He stared fixedly at Jiang Liechen's inhuman face and forced a laugh.
"Ha, are you pretending to be a clown?"
Jiang Liechen wasn't angry at all. He directly stretched out his hand to An Yesun. "Brother Yun, you've finally returned. A few days ago, I told the disciples that even if there were any misunderstandings between you and I in the past, it's all in the past now. As long as you're willing to return to my sect, I can forgive your past betrayal. Not only will I let you take the position of Vice Hierarch, but when I become the Supreme of the World, I can even let you play with the secular world's emperor. At that time, I was angry that you didn't listen to my orders, so I didn't want to save you. As long as you're willing to return, you'll still be my right-hand man. "
An Yesun coldly snorted. "Supreme of the World? You really haven't changed at all. For your absurd plan, you're willing to do anything, and you won't shrink from any evil. You actually, you didn't even let Menglin off! " Speaking of Menglin, An Yesun's eyes flashed with endless pain. It was as if he couldn't bear to look at the angry light of a ten thousand year old flame. He bitterly and hatefully shouted, "It's fine if you killed your own father and seized power, but why did you have to kill Menglin? Why?!!"
Jiang Liechen's eyes changed rapidly. He hurriedly explained, "I did kill my own father and seized power, but it's not what you think. That old thing thought that I was the son of his enemy, so I let it go. It's fine if you don't know about this. But Menglin, she really wasn't killed by me."
An Yesun's anger surged. "If you didn't kill her, then who did? Who could disregard human life for the sake of taking back the Afterimage Sword? Who could spend so much effort to come up with such a huge and meticulous plan to kill two birds with one stone? "
Jiang Liechen slowly shook his head. "After Menglin stole the Afterimage Sword, it never returned to the Sacrifice Shadow Sect. I've sent disciples to look for it many times, but it hasn't been found for many years. You and I have been brothers for many years, so I won't hide it from you. "
An Yesun's gaze was as cold as a knife. "What I regret the most is that I used to treat you as a brother."
Jiang Liechen persisted. "Then how could I hide the friendship between the three of us that went through fire and water for so many years? The Afterimage Sword really isn't in the sect, and Menglin wasn't killed by me. Think about it, if I really wanted to hide it from you, what good would it do me? " His tone suddenly softened. He stared at An Yesun as if he was talking in a dream. "You know me the best all these years. Think about it carefully. You don't have to believe me, but you have to believe in those times and your heart."
"That's right, what good would it do you!" An Yesun turned around and punched the stone pillar. "Who knows what you're thinking, eh, Devil Jiang?" He still couldn't understand what kind of person could ask him to calm down and face his own heart without batting an eyelid after committing such a heinous crime.
Jiang Liechen faintly sighed behind him. He was a smart person, so he naturally understood where An Yesun's misunderstanding of him came from. He had underestimated Shen Shiyun.
"Shen Shiyun and you only have a relationship of mutual benefit. If I lied to you, why can't she lie to you?" Jiang Liechen paused and looked straight into An Yesun's burning eyes. "If there was another reasonable explanation for Menglin's death, would you believe me?"
"Tell me."
"It's been more than six years since Menglin's death. Did Shen Shiyun really only find out about it recently? If she sent someone to kill Menglin unknowingly, it would be easy for her to hide it from the entire Jianghu. At that time, wouldn't she be able to fabricate the truth? She used the past six years to make use of your greatest value and waited until she couldn't hide it anymore to kill you with a borrowed knife. Isn't this something that Shen Shiyun would do? "
"…" An Yesun was surprised to find that he had no words to refute.
Jiang Liechen noticed the change in An Yesun's mood and said, "Brother Yun, don't worry. I will investigate the cause of Menglin's death as soon as possible. I will leave your room untouched. You can go back and rest for the next few days."
An Yesun nodded silently, turned around and left in a huff.
Jiang Liechen looked at his back as he left. A feeling that he had never felt before surfaced in his heart.
Perhaps it was because he was tired.
Perhaps it was because of this unfamiliar feeling that the two of them had coincidentally forgotten that Jiang Liechen's martial arts were still in a dilemma.
[End of Part One]
[End of Part Two]
"Cause"
An Yesun pushed open the door that had been sealed for many years and looked around. Nothing had changed. Perhaps it was just his heart that had changed.
He knew that from the moment Menglin escaped with the sword, his life had deviated from its original path. However, when he had the time to look back for the first time, he suddenly realized that his life was so far away from what he had originally imagined it to be.
An Yesun took off his outer robe. He didn't know if letting Jiang Liechen go was the biggest mistake in his life. He knew that he had already made a mistake once and he didn't want to make another one. But a voice in the unseen world told him, "Jiang Liechen might be right."
How could a person like An Yesun believe in the unseen world?
An Yesun collapsed on the bed and closed his eyes, completely exhausted. He let out a long sigh and allowed himself to sink into the dream. The past and the past of his life all rushed into his mind.
The darkness in the depths of his consciousness was like amniotic fluid that made him feel safe. An Yesun, the former Hall Master of the Fallen Halls of the Shadow Sacrifice Sect, fell asleep with a strange smile on his face.
"The first dream."
An Yesun opened his eyes and saw the Hierarch looking at An Yesun with a warmth and kindness that he had only seen when he looked at Jiang Liechen.
An Yesun subconsciously sat up straight. He opened his mouth but found that he didn't have anything to say. He didn't even know where he was.
This feeling was very strange. Every time An Yesun met with the Hierarch, An Yesun would either be reporting on his mission or the Hierarch would be assigning tasks. This silence was not good. It reminded An Yesun of the tense moment before the Hierarch gave the order to kill Ran Yu.
"You have already done very well." The Hierarch smiled encouragingly. There was a comforting power in his eyes.
An Yesun shook his head woodenly. He always knew that the Hierarch's thoughts were hard to guess, but it had never been as hard as now. Hierarch, you can kill me or torture me as you wish, but don't be like this. It makes me feel so guilty …
"Ever since the founding of the Shadow Sacrifice Sect, you have fought for the sect everywhere and made great contributions. I watched you grow up. I know you want to be the Young Master, but I have to disappoint you. I had no choice but to make Jiang Liechen the Young Master. He is the son of my enemy … "At this moment, the Hierarch withdrew his usual arrogance and mysteriousness. He was completely an ordinary old man with a kind heart and a compassionate gaze.
An Yesun listened in confusion and kept nodding. The Hierarch's words were very reasonable. Moreover, he had always been unable to defeat Jiang Liechen. He could not blame the Hierarch. He just did not work hard enough.
The Hierarch tilted his head and looked at him. "I know you like Menglin. That child was spoiled when she was young. She is usually arrogant and unbridled. She is lazy and slippery when practicing martial arts. I can't do anything to her. Originally, I wanted to marry her to Jiang Liechen, but Jiang Liechen has wild ambitions. I was afraid that she would be wronged after marriage and in the end, both sides would suffer. Alas, I know I shouldn't decide the marriage of the younger generation as an elder, but she is still my daughter. She is a child that I raised as both a father and a mother. Even if she causes trouble everywhere and makes me lose face, she is still a child that yearns for love. She has inadvertently given me warmth. If I hand her over to you, will you treat her well? "
If I hand her over to you, will you treat her well?
Isn't this an explanation?
Isn't this a promise?
Dark Night Yun's eyes were wide open and his body was trembling. His mind was filled with the image of that beautiful woman that had been deeply imprinted in his heart since he was a child. That pair of pitiful big eyes that were always filled with tears when he was wronged. This name that he still thought of in his dreams at night, this answer that was engraved in the depths of his blood, this answer that was about to come out. He could finally shout it out loud.
"I love her, Chu Menglin. I will treat her well for the rest of my life."
He did not say any flowery words, nor did he make an oath that would last until the end of time. The only thing he could do was to repeat a promise that had already become part of his life.
"I love her, Chu Menglin. I will treat her well for the rest of my life!"
"I love her, Chu Menglin!!"
"I love her!!!"
"I love her!!!"
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