"No need to worry, I don't need false care, nor do I need pity or sympathy. Don't worry, I will keep a distance from you and abide by etiquette in the future!"

Zhu Yuanzhi's cold voice came into his ears. Song Yuechan never stopped for a moment and walked out quickly. She ran back to the room all the way, unable to contain her sadness and despair, and squatted on the ground and hugged her head and cried bitterly.

Others may not know, but she knew in her heart that her body was getting weaker and she was afraid that there would be not many days left. Instead of letting Zhu Yuanzhi suffer for a long time, it would be better to cut the mess quickly, at least to make Zhu Yuanzhi hate her and would not be sad because of her death.

She had tried the pain of being foolish and never returned to others, and she didn't want Zhu Yuanzhi to try it even more.

"Junior sister, why are you doing this? You should go with him."

Although Cheng Jin was reluctant to give up, he also understood that some things could not be forced. Instead of being together to make all three of them suffer, it would be better to let go and fulfill their happiness.

Song Yuechan was surprised that Cheng Jin had such a bright mind. If Mu Xi was handed over to him in the future, it would be a wise move. After hesitating for a long time, he finally made a decision that she would leave blood for Mu Xi!

"Cheng Jin, you and I are already husband and wife. This is known to everyone in the world. I will not leave, nor will I ignore Muxi. Let's have a child!"

Child? Cheng Jin was stunned and looked at Song Yuechan, who was getting closer to him step by step with tears in disbelief. No, how can it be?

While Cheng Jin was still shocked, Song Yuechan took the initiative to take off her clothes. While she was still a little rational, he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled her clothes back, turning around and said, "Junior sister, you don't have to force yourself. If you are unwilling to leave with Yuanzhi for Muxi, I am willing to be a fake couple with you in name only."

Women are all emotional, and the more Cheng Jin is like this, the more guilty Song Yuechan feels. For Mu Xi and even more so that Zhu Yuanzhi will give up, she approached Cheng Jin again and took the initiative to kiss her.

Cheng Jin is a gentleman, but he is also a man. Facing a person who is dressed in disheveled and kissed, desire finally defeats reason. The two finally fulfilled their room in pain and guilt.

Afterwards, Cheng Jin always regretted it. Whenever he saw Zhu Yuanzhi who was drunk all day, he felt even more guilty. Even when he saw Zhu Yuanzhi for a while, he would deliberately take a detour.

A month later, Song Yuechan became pregnant, which was undoubtedly a great joy for Song Qingshan. Once confirmed, it had spread throughout Muxi.

Zhu Yuanzhi gradually became receptive from the beginning to the reality, but he could not get through the obstacles in his heart. Later, he went to the cliff of Siguo, meditated all day long, and stayed in the cliff cave for a year.

When he returned to Songfeng, Cheng Xiaorou was two months old. She was just so happy that Song Qingshan, who was so happy that Jin Sun, hugged her, but there was no smile on her face, and there was also a silence on Muxi.

Song Yuechan died, depression became ill and dysfunctional, and she died the day after giving birth to her daughter. Before her death, she named her daughter Xiaorou, which means she lost her life's pride and exchanged her for a lifetime of tenderness.

If, she could put down her pride and after a draw with Zhu Yuanzhi, she told him: I am willing to marry you! If she could take the initiative to look for him in the three years of waiting, perhaps, they could go on happily all their lives, but there was no if in the world.

Song Yuechan was not buried in Banya like Muxi's ancestors. She said: "Father, please let my ashes drift with the wind after I die. I want to take them.

With the yearning for beauty, go to the world to take a look.”

Song Qingshan agreed to her that after her death, she did not even leave any ashes except a tablet.

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Zhu Yuanzhi knelt in the precept hall, holding Song Yuechan's tablet and howled and cried. He should have blamed her, but for some reason, he couldn't hate her, but instead felt heartbroken.

Mei Qinghan handed Moxiao to him: "Waiting for you to return silently, Xiaoxiao has not stopped. She will miss her life forever, and die forever! Senior sister almost died after she knew you had an accident. Cheng Jin saved her. Master locked her up for three months in order to make her survive."

"For three months, my senior sister has become sick and she is getting thinner and thinner. She thinks you are dead. For Muxi and Master's face, she promised to marry her senior brother."

"Don't blame your senior brother. We once thought about helping our senior sister escape, but she was already depressed and unwilling to escape, so she finally married her senior brother."

"When you came back, she knew that her life was not long. In order not to let you be ridiculed by the world and not to let you suffer and be sad, she said those words against her will. But Moxiao has been hiding in Meifeng, which shows that the senior sister loves you from beginning to end! Originally, the senior sister wanted to hide these things for the rest of her life, but I don't want you and the senior brother to remain depressed. You should understand the senior brother's temperament. He owe you to you and take all his faults on himself. After the senior sister left, he stayed in Qingyayuan all day long, and even Rou'er had never looked at it. Perhaps only you can untie his knot. The deceased is gone, let him go, and let yourself go!"

Mei Qinghan let go of Moxiao and walked out. He said everything he should say and what he shouldn't say. Now it depends on them.

Zhu Yuanzhi hugged Moxiao and cried heartbrokenly, but after crying, he took the initiative to find Cheng Jin.

Cheng Jin sat on the ground, thinking about the painful torture that Song Yuechan suffered over the past year, he slapped himself hard. The pain and torture of the past two months made him lose weight, and his white face was covered with stubble.

There was no wax in the room, and only Cheng Jin's crying sound could be heard in the dark room. When Zhu Yuanzhi pushed the door open, there was finally a trace of light in the room.

After Cheng Jin looked up and saw the person coming, a surprise flashed in his eyes. Seeing Zhu Yuanzhi holding Moxiao in his hand, he felt that he must be here to collect debts during this trip: "Junior brother, you are finally here. It seems that you already know the truth. I'm sorry for you, kill me!"

Zhu Yuanzhi pulled Cheng Jin's collar and said angrily: "Cheng Jin, you want to die but I insist on living. Let you die and go to the underworld to entangle Chan'er. Don't even think about it. You must live for me and live upright! Have you ever thought about Rou'er? Do you want her to be without a father or mother at birth? Who can you deserve such a mess all day long?"

"But……"

"Cheng Jin, it's too cheap for you to die. I ordered you to protect Muxi for Chan'er and raise Rou'er well. I want you to spend the rest of your life in pain and repentance. Do you understand?"

The two have been brothers for more than ten years. Zhu Yuanzhi knows him. His blind advice will only make him even more self-blame. If he wants to cheer up again, he will have to speak ill of him.

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Since then, Zhu Yuanzhi has never used a sword again. The news of a generation of heroes sealing the sword has been verbatim among the people. Moxiao has been brought by him and hidden in the bag of heaven and earth. Whenever the night is late, he will take out Moxiao, caress it gently, and wipe it over and over again. When he sees it, he will always think of that strong girl, just as if she has never left.

With Cheng Xiaorou

As he grew up, the grudge between Cheng Jin and Zhu Yuanzhi gradually decreased. Cheng Xiaorou accepted Song Yuechan's last wish, she was cute and cute, tender, and always had a warm smile on her face.

Later, when Cheng Jin went out, he accepted two inner room disciples, Zijian and Song Wangchen. Zhu Yuanzhi became competitive again, so he began to go out to accept Mo Yun and Zhu Changqin as inner room disciples.

Song Qingshan was actually sadder than anyone else. The sadness of a white-haired man sending a black-haired man deeply tortured him. He became depressed and was still hiding from illness to seek medical treatment. When Cheng Xiaorou was eleven years old, Song Qingshan passed away.

After Song Qingshan's death, Cheng Jin should have inherited the position of the head of the sect for the sake of his own. Although Zhu Yuanzhi is competitive, he has no interest in the position of the head of the sect. Cheng Jin is calm and modest in dealing with others, and he is the best choice for the position of the head of the sect. Zhu Yuanzhi has always been willing to do this.

More than 20 years have passed, and Zhu Yuanzhi has already felt relieved about that incident, but it will always be a scar that is difficult to heal in Cheng Jin's heart, and it will hurt as soon as it is poked.

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The resentful spirit succeeded in his plan, and he quickly raised his sword to stab Cheng Jin while he was unprepared, but he forgot that Song Wangchen was still standing behind Cheng Jin.

Song Wangchen kept watching the actions of the resentful spirit, and at this time he had blocked the deadly sword for Cheng Jin: "Resentful spirit, don't confuse people's hearts. Master's affairs cannot tolerate you talking nonsense."

"Haha... I forgot that there is another famous Song Jue, Song Jue. You think that if you and Ji Nuan return to their bodies, everything will be fine. Let me tell you, the reason why the human race is vulnerable is because you have feelings in your heart. If you were free from worries before, then now, Ji Nuan has become your biggest weakness. One day, you will die because of her."

The words of the resentful spirit were like a curse, but they were impeccable. Ji Nuan remembered the nightmare he had before, and suddenly became scared. Will I really kill him?

"Hmph, don't even want to bewitch me, the resentful spirit, die!" Song Wangchen drew his sword and shot the resentful spirit without any hesitation.

"Okay, today we will try whether it is the world-famous Zhu Xie Power or the powerful Mo Xiao who has been buried for twenty years!"

The resentful spirit sneered and faced Zhu Xie. Both swords were first-grade spirit swords. When the two swords intersected, the sword energy shook the dust. After the two fought for several rounds, the surrounding green bamboo was already in a mess, but the two still couldn't fight for a long time and were equal.

Cheng Jin then recovered and stopped Cheng Xiaorou and Ji Nuan who were about to take action: "Don't go, you are not his opponent."

"Father, is what the resentful spirit said true?" Cheng Xiaorou was still curious about Song Yuechan's affairs, and she was even more unwilling to believe that her father was an extremely hypocritical person.

"Yes, I have never done anything that I have done to others in my life. I am ashamed of your mother and your uncle. Rouer, I don't want to mention the past. Remember, only by caring about the world can you benefit the people!"

"Father……"

Ji Nuan hurriedly grabbed Cheng Xiaorou, who wanted to ask again: "Senior sister, people always have many times when they are involuntarily, but I believe that Jin Songzun is definitely the most upright person. If he really did something bad, I also believe that he must have a last resort. Don't ask, let the past pass! What we should do most now is to think about how to deal with the demon."

Cheng Xiaorou looked at Song Wangchen and the resentful spirit in fierce fighting, looked at Cheng Jin's isolated back, shook her head, and finally stopped asking questions.
Chapter completed!