His plain clothes are like snow, and he is as handsome as a fairy in a painting. His light-colored eyes seem to be compassionate, but in fact they are indifferent and cold. His silver hair is like moonlight, making him even more ethereal and refined.

Different from looking at the memories, Zhen Shan was in a trance when they met again after tens of thousands of years.

It's just that compared to the strong love back then, what's left now is as calm as dead water.

When she held her last bit of unwillingness and asked him if he had ever had a crush on her, the word "never" completely relieved her.

Besides, she had already dug out her own heart.

Old things are unforgettable, but old feelings have long since passed away.

At this moment, at most they are just two people who once knew each other and still had a grudge.

Zhen Shan looked at him calmly, his words were questions, but his tone was very sure.

"Did you trap me?"

Yan Chu stared at her quietly, with extremely strong emotions welling up deep in his eyes. There were too many things he wanted to say, but he couldn't.

"Good, good, good."

A gentle sigh contains deep-seated nostalgia and desperate loneliness.

The years have no trace, and I don’t know the pain of waiting.

After Yan Chu's death, his soul did not enter the reincarnation and has been wandering in the world.

He has been searching, waiting, hoping again and again, despairing again and again, holding on to his obsession with her and refusing to dissipate in the world.

Fortunately, he waited.

However, Yan Chu's heart ached violently when he saw her who was so calm that she couldn't bear any emotion.

The girl who would sweetly call him "Master", would take the initiative to hug him with a smile as bright as a flower, and would look at him with nostalgia and dependence in her eyes, was eventually killed by his own hands.

Zhen Shan was not in much mood to recall the past with him and asked coldly: "What do you want?"

In fact, according to her thinking, the two of them have been together for thousands of years, and their grudges and hatreds have been so long ago that they are almost forgotten. The people they were back then have long since turned into a handful of loess, and have been reincarnated for countless lifetimes.

What's there to worry about?

What else needs to be settled?

What should have been broken was already broken.

She didn't understand what the two of them were still doing standing here, facing each other.

Awkward?

Yan Chu's fingertips trembled slightly, he slowly raised his hand, and a jade order engraved with lotus patterns was quietly placed in his palm.

Zhen Shan glanced at the jade order and was unmoved.

Back then, Yanchu gave her a jade order, saying it was the identity certificate of her young master of the Spiritual Clan and his direct disciple.

Later, Yu Ling's formation failed, and she could no longer use it to enter the Imperial Master's Palace.

Later, after her miscarriage, when Yan first met her, he broke the jade order with his own hands, severing all their friendship.

Yan Chu said softly: "I will repair it for my master."

Zhen Shan felt a little ridiculous, "So?"

Did he think it was just a little fight?

If the toy breaks and is repaired, nothing will happen again?

Is he too naive, or is there something wrong with her mind?

Yan Chu lowered his eyes, and his crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled slightly, "Crush this jade order, and you can kill my master and leave."

Zhen Shan's tone was calm and cold, "Yan Chu, I don't owe you anything about what happened back then, and you don't owe me anything. Now, I don't want to do anything, so everyone goes his own way, isn't that good?"

Yan Chu's eyes trembled slightly, and he asked quietly: "How have you been in these years?"

Zhen Shan nodded lightly, "Very good."

If it's not good, it has nothing to do with him.

There was no need for her to tell anything to an unrelated person.

Yan Chu couldn't hear her perfunctory tone, and all the previous joy and anxiety turned into cold hopelessness.

She doesn't love him, let alone care about him!

There had never been such a moment before, the blood all over Yan Chu's body flowed back, and the pain made his soul almost collapse.

Is this the pain she experienced back then?

Perhaps, she was in more pain than he was.

Because he betrayed her and trampled on her originally warm heart.

It’s your own fault!

Yan Chu's eyes were filled with sadness, "Really? That's good."

Zhen Shan nodded indifferently.

Such calmness was something she had never imagined.

In the recent memory, she even had the urge to cut him into pieces.

When she really saw him, Zhen Shan's mood was waning.

I think it's nothing more than that. To kill him, you have to dirty your hands, and it seems like you can't forget him.

The grudges were settled, and she had no energy anymore.

If he didn't think anything more, Zhen Shan thought, everyone would just be like familiar strangers, chatting for a few words, and then go back to their homes, becoming strangers and never want to see each other again.

That's pretty good too.

There is no need to make it even more dangerous.

For him, Zhen Shan couldn't even arouse the last trace of revenge. After he was relieved, unprecedented relief came to his mind, and his soul could break through the bottleneck at any time.

The calamity is over, and she is about to return to her place.

A lotus flower with white brilliance appeared faintly between Zhen Shan's eyebrows. It came out of the mud but was not stained. It was clear but not demonic. It was full of vitality and holy.

However, in this starry sky, it was not suitable for her to break through the catastrophe and be reborn, so Zhen Shan suppressed the vitality that surged up from her soul first.

At this time, the demon concubine looked at Yan Chu and was a little bit pleased with her.

Although this man was so stupid that she didn't want to take another look at him, but at the last moment, he was able to help her escape the catastrophe and return to her rightful place.

How to say?

When it comes to being a tool man, dog men are still okay.

Yan·Toolman·Chu: “……”

There is probably nothing more tragic than the reunion of an ex-boyfriend and girlfriend. You are full of love, but she is full of career. You are sensational, but she is indifferent, and she treats herself as a tool.

What's even more desolate is that the initiator of all this tragedy is still himself.

Yan Chu smiled softly, hiding deep bitterness and regret.

In the end, even the fact that he even looked at her had nothing to do with love.

She no longer saw herself in her eyes, and Yan Chu laughed at himself.

Therefore, he had let her see the memories of their meeting and falling in love before, hoping to let her know that he was really not heartless and had been attracted to him from the very beginning...

Yan Chu originally hoped that she would hate him less after knowing this.

But it turned out that she hated him even if he didn't intercede, and she didn't want to give him any points.

He was the only one who was stuck in place, and he was the only one who was ridiculous.

"Shanshan, for the sake of master and disciple, I will ask you one more question."
Chapter completed!