As Fu Changling and Qin Yan engaged in battle at the front, Xie Yuqing noticed that the soldiers guarding the captured Yunze monks had been transferred to the front to lead their team, Captain Fu Changling. She rushed out, slashed the cages holding the monks with a single sword strike, and shouted, "Run! Run down the mountain!"

After saying this, Xie Yuqing rushed forward to hold back the soldiers who were chasing those ordinary cultivators.

She stood in front of everyone, like a tall mountain or a big tree, supporting the world.

The large number of people fleeing immediately alerted the people of Wuque Palace. Jiang Yebai, who was watching the battle between Qin Yan and Fu Changling, waved his hand and instructed Shangguan Mingyan, "Go and take a look."

Shangguan Mingyan saluted respectfully, stood up and left. He walked away with a long whip in his hand. When he reached the back mountain, he saw a familiar figure.

She was still the same as before, wearing the uniform of a Hongmeng Heavenly Palace disciple, without any accessories, and her long hair was tied up high with a headband, without any manners at all.

Her sword is just like her: clean, decisive and beautiful.

That was the most beautiful swordsmanship he had ever seen, and the cleanest person he had ever seen.

He was born in the mud and dirt, and thought the whole world was like that until he met this man.

She never doubted his origins, never cared about his right or wrong. She only knew that he was her junior brother, and she would do her best to take care of him, accompany him, and protect him.

Just like what she was doing to everyone right now.

Shangguan Mingyan stared at Xie Yuqing until she had killed the last cultivator beside her. He finally spoke, "Senior Sister."

Xie Yuqing froze, holding her sword, and slowly turned around in the rain.

Then she saw a young man in purple and white clothes, holding a long whip. He was extremely handsome, with a pair of red eyes, but with a kind of peace and gentleness like water.

Xie Yuqing looked at him. Looking at this man, she would think of Yunyu in the cave.

She involuntarily tightened her grip on the sword and uttered in a low, hoarse voice, "Who are you?"

"I am Shangguan..."

"I asked you who you are!"

Xie Yuqing raised his sword and pointed it at him: "I want your real name."

Shangguan Mingyan paused for a long moment before he slowly spoke, "Mingyan."

"Akihiko?"

"Yes," Ming Yan said calmly, "My Taoist name is Wuzhen."

"I remember."

After hearing this, Xie Yuqing drew his sword and rushed towards Ming Yan.

Ming Yan's long whip coiled towards Xie Yuqing like a snake, instantly knocking Xie Yuqing back.

After seeing this move, Xie Yuqing narrowed his pupils.

The tribulation period!

Her junior brother, who always pretended to be weak and even stumbled when flying the sword, was actually in the Tribulation Crossing Stage!

A huge anger surged up in her. She had never experienced such intense emotions in her life. She didn't know where these emotions came from. Perhaps it was because of deception, perhaps because of pain, or perhaps because of hatred.

She couldn't tell, she only knew to pounce on him and tear him apart with her sword, again and again, forcing both of them into exhaustion.

Ming Yan's target wasn't her at all; he seemed intent on intercepting the fleeing monks. But how could Xie Yuqing allow him to succeed? She held his path with her sword, and when she saw she was running out of time, she simply took the lash with her body.

The long whip of the cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage would tear the skin and flesh apart once it hit anyone. Ming Yan couldn't help but tremble his hands when the whip hit Xie Yuqing.

He looked at Xie Yuqing, who was beaten into the mud by him, and at the monks fleeing frantically behind her, and he said in a low voice: "Why bother?"

Xie Yuqing struggled to stand up, gripping his sword tightly, and stood in front of the ordinary cultivators. Ming Yan clenched his whip and whispered, "They are just ants, without the qualifications to ascend. Why waste your time?"

"Why bother with them if you go find a Taoist temple and cultivate and ascend on your own?"

"Then why should I care about you in the first place?" Xie Yuqing panted.

"Mingyan," Xie Yuqing's voice was rarely filled with pain, "I have never hated anyone."

"You're the first."

And the only one.

Ming Yan stood there in a daze, and in that moment of trance, Xie Yuqing's sword suddenly pierced through his body.

"Why," Xie Yuqing said in a pained voice, "why do you want to let me down?"

He was the first person in her life who was so gentle to her.

I would wait at the door of her house in the early morning and subconsciously walk in front of her when the wind was cold.

I would say to her, "I know, senior sister cares about us very much," and after coming back from the mountain, I would bring her a bouquet of flowers and put it on the table.

In fact, she didn't need these things, but when someone did it, she still chose to fall for it.

Immersed in this indescribable tenderness, and thinking of giving my heart in return.

But he told her with facts that everything was fake.

"sorry……"

Ming Yan spoke hoarsely. He raised his hand and wanted to hug Xie Yuqing. However, the moment his hand touched Xie Yuqing's back, Xie Yuqing suddenly pushed him away and slammed him against the wall!

Xie Yuqing retreated, panting heavily. By this time, most of the people had left.

Xie Yuqing turned around and chased after those monks.

Mingyan leaned against the stone, holding the wound she had stabbed him with, and closed his eyes in pain.

*** ***

Qin Yan was hugged by Fu Changling. After a long time, the spiritual energy rotating in his body slowly calmed down. Qin Yan forcibly suppressed the spiritual power integrated with this spiritual energy to avoid a direct breakthrough here.

Then he raised his hand and covered Fu Changling's wound with light. After temporarily healing Fu Changling's wound, he noticed someone coming out.

"Yan Ming."

Someone called him in a low voice. Qin Yan paused, turned around, and saw Jiang Yebai walking out of the hall.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Jiang Yebai smiled bitterly: "You have remembered everything."

Qin Yan didn't say anything. He looked at Jiang Yebai with a complicated expression.

He didn't know whether to blame him or hate him.

"You've remembered everything that was sealed in your memory when you were young."

Jiang Yebai's voice was filled with pleading: "Are you still going to leave?"

Qin Yan was speechless, he didn't dare to choose.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Yunze filled with grief; when he closed his eyes, he saw the hell of karma littered with corpses.

He didn't dare to blame Jiang Yebai, and he didn't even dare to blame him. But he also couldn't agree with Jiang Yebai's approach. After a long time, Qin Yan finally spoke.

"The gate to the prison of karma has been opened." Qin Yan said in a low voice, "Let's stop here. Isn't it good for everyone to be alive?"

"Spiritual energy cannot support the people of the two worlds."

Jiang Yebai smiled bitterly: "Yeyu and Yunze can only keep some of their people. Yunze owes us three thousand years. We are just taking back what belongs to us, right?"

"I don't know." Qin Yan's hands trembled slightly. "I don't know what's right or wrong. Master..."

The moment Qin Yan called out, Jiang Yebai was stunned for a moment, and then he heard Qin Yan's painful cry: "Let us go."

Jiang Yebai was speechless. He looked at Qin Yan, who was standing in front of him with his head down and holding the jade pendant tightly. He seemed to see the child who had made a mistake and stood in front of him many years ago.

So many years have passed, and after going around in circles, he seems to have returned to the starting point.

When he was young, Qin Yan asked him what was good and what was evil, how he could be a good person, and what kind of person he should become.

At that time, Jiang Yebai was still just Jiang Yebai. He didn't remember anything. He and Qin Yan sat on the steps together, looking up at the stars in the sky that had been moving for tens of millions of years.

"That which brings benefit to others is kindness."

"To allow others to bring benefits to oneself is evil."

“Helping others makes you a good person.”

"Our little Yanming has grown up," Jiang Yebai turned to look at Qin Yan, holding the wine jug, and smiled slightly, "If you don't know what kind of person you want to be, just be a good person."

It's his fault.

He is a demon, why should he teach his apprentice to be good?

Why did he, a demon, feel happy from the bottom of his heart when he saw Qin Yan doing good?

As a demon, he shouldn't have any emotions, and shouldn't indulge in them.

"It was my fault."

Jiang Yebai said hoarsely: "Go away."

"Just this once, let this be our last gift as master and disciple."

Qin Yan was slightly stunned when he heard this. Fu Changling opened the medicine bottle with one hand, took the pill, and supported himself to stand up: "Brother, let's go."

Jiang Yebai looked at them indifferently. Fu Changling stood behind Qin Yan, waiting for Qin Yan to turn around.

Qin Yan lowered his head for a long time, then he suddenly knelt down, trembling as he kowtowed respectfully.

"Disciple, thank you, Master."

He kowtowed for the first time, saying, "Thank you, Master, for saving my life."

When they first met on the street, the young man held his sword and pulled him up: "From now on, you are my apprentice."

"Thank you again, Master, for your teaching." As he said this, Qin Yan kowtowed for the second time.

Jiang Yebai looked at him quietly, like a stone statue enshrined in the Wuqiu Palace, with no feelings of sadness or joy.

"Thank you three times, Master. For the past sixteen years, you have been like a father, a teacher, and a friend. I will never forget your kindness. I hope that in the future, Master will be as safe and sound as Mount Tai, and that everything will go smoothly and without worries."

Qin Yan knelt on the ground and said in a low voice: "Unworthy disciple Qin Yan, I pay my respects to you."

"Let's go."

Jiang Yebai lowered his eyes, looking a little tired.

Qin Yan didn't dare to look at Jiang Yebai. Fu Changling stepped forward, bent down, and raised his hand to support Qin Yan.

"Ayan, let's go."

Fu Changling said this as he helped Qin Yan up.

Qin Yan was shaking all over, all his strength was on Fu Changling. Fu Changling's wounds had not healed yet, but he didn't say a word.

He just let Qin Yan rely on him and put all the pressure and pain on him.

He looked calm as he helped Qin Yan stand up. Then he slid his hand down and raised it to hold Qin Yan's hand.

The two of them turned around and walked down the mountain. After a few steps, Fu Changling suddenly stopped. He didn't look back, but said calmly, "The agreement we made back then, two hundred years ago, was meant to be kept."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the Hell looked over, their gazes fixed on Fu Changling as if they were about to torture him to death. Ming Xiu sneered, "How dare you say that?"

"However, Ye Lan died early that year, and his disciple Gu Hongzi broke his promise. You are right, Yunze owes you. However, the person who made the mistake is dead, and those who are still alive now..."

Fu Changling lowered his voice: "Isn't he innocent?"

"If given a choice, I think most ordinary people in Yunze would rather die early than live a miserable life."

"Demon Lord," Fu Changling turned his head, "Can we maintain this balance temporarily and find a way out together?"

Jiang Yebai didn't say anything. He looked at the two young men in front of him. After a long moment, he slowly said, "I trusted you Yunze people once."

"I don't believe it a second time."

Fu Changling pursed his lips and stared at Jiang Yebai.

Now Yunze only has Qiankun City as a respite, and Karma Prison has an absolute advantage. How can he negotiate at this time?

Fu Changling nodded and said calmly, "I understand. Thank you, Demon Lord."

As he spoke, Fu Changling pulled Qin Yan and walked down the mountain under the gaze of everyone.

Everyone was watching with eager eyes, and many demon cultivators were eager to try, but Fu Changling's pressure was too great, and no one came forward.

Finally, one of the demon cultivators couldn't bear it any longer and slashed at Fu Changling with his sword! However, before Qin Yan could move, he saw the barrier around Fu Changling flourish. The demon cultivator flew away on the spot and was pierced into the ground by a sword-like rune.

"You are so rude."

Fu Changling said coldly: "If you dare to come forward again, I will kill you without mercy."

No one knew what the rune was, but the demon cultivator who was nailed to the ground did not die. Instead, he let out extremely painful screams, and the shrill wails resounded through the heavens and earth.

With such a deterrent, no one dared to step forward.

The two of them walked slowly out of the Wuque Palace. After they left, Fu Changling spat out a mouthful of blood. Qin Yan supported him and said anxiously, "Changling!"

"Go back first." Fu Changling barely supported himself, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and staggered forward. "Don't let anyone see you flying your sword. Go to the Su family, quickly!"

After hearing what Fu Changling said, Qin Yan carried him on his back and ran all the way under the cover of the dense forest.

They both knew clearly that Jiang Yebai was willing to let them go not only for Qin Yan's sake, but also because Fu Changling was there.

Fu Changling had just overcome the tribulation, and no one knew what his true strength was. Jiang Yebai had just opened the prison gate, and he didn't know whether he had a chance of winning against Qin Yan and Fu Changling at the same time with his strength.

Therefore, Fu Changling cannot collapse. If Jiang Yebai finds out that Fu Changling is now at the end of his strength, he will probably not let them go so easily.

Qin Yan ran towards the Su family's territory with Fu Changling on his back. Not long after, he saw Su Wenji leading his men standing in front. Fu Changling raised his eyes to glance at Su Wenji, and finally felt relieved. He just said, "Follow Su Wenji." After that, he fainted completely.

Qin Yan got Fu Changling's confirmation before he stopped carrying Fu Changling on his back and looked at Su Wenji and said, "Ask Ji."

"Put the man down first."

Su Wenji smelled the blood and frowned. The monk behind him quickly brought a stretcher and placed Fu Changling on it.

The medical practitioners stepped forward at the same time, examined Fu Changling and felt his pulse, and said, "We must return to Qiankun City."

"Walk."

Qin Yan spoke immediately, and Su Wenji asked the magic cultivator to open the teleportation formation. After leaving a team of people to find Xie Yuqing, he led Qin Yan and Fu Changling back to Qiankun City.

As early as when Fu Changling left Qiankun City, Su Wenji had made all the preparations. As soon as Fu Changling arrived in Qiankun City from the teleportation array, he pushed him directly into the room. All the pills and silver needles were available. Shen Qingzhu put him down and quickly began to use spiritual energy for acupuncture. While directing the medical practitioner next to him to prepare the pills, he couldn't help cursing.

"Fu Yushu, what kind of son are you? He's dying every other day. If I weren't here, he would have died long ago."

"You're awesome."

Fu Yushu leaned against the door, holding the Tanxin Sword, and said slowly: "My son is the reincarnation of the Sword Master, the son of the Heavenly Dao. Be careful with the needle in your hand, otherwise, the people of Yunze will be able to kill you without the people of Yeyu coming."

"Shut your rotten mouth."

Shen Qingzhu raised his hand and cut open the wound on Fu Changling's chest that Qin Yan had barely sealed with magic. Seeing the wound inside, he laughed angrily: "Directly cutting open the heart and taking blood, I've lived for hundreds of years and never seen it before. The son of the heaven is really different, powerful, and doesn't take life seriously."

As Shen Qingzhu spoke, he sprinkled the medicine powder on Fu Changling's wound, then sealed it with a magic seal to heal his wound.

The medical practitioner was busy inside, and Qin Yan stood outside the door, quietly waiting in the distance.

Su Wenji walked over to Qin Yan's side. He smiled calmly and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Um?"

Qin Yan looked up at him. He looked a little dazed. After a long time, he realized what Su Wenji was asking. He nodded and whispered, "Not bad."

Su Wenji leaned against the wall with him, and they both looked outside.

Qiankun City is a mountain city. The view from any house is unobstructed. The distant mountains and rivers are visible. Qin Yan stood quietly for a long time before he asked, "When was Qiankun City built?"

"About twelve years ago." Su Wenji said calmly, "When Jiang Yebai became the Palace Master of Hongmeng Tiangong."

"Someone once told me that your eyes can see the future and the past. I asked you if it was true, and you said no." Qin Yan laughed, "Are you kidding me?"

"Of course I'm not lying to you."

Su Wenji placed his hand on the green bamboo staff, his expression calm. "The future I can see is the future God has given me. So most of the time, I can't see it. Of course, if I really want to see it, I can probably see it, but it would damage my destiny."

"I am destined to be unable to ascend. My cultivation is limited to this point. I only have a hundred years left at most."

Su Wenji turned his head, looked at Qin Yan, and laughed: "I can't mess around like you guys."

"Why can't you ascend?"

Qin Yan frowned. In fact, among the Taoist practitioners, those like Su Wenji who were wholeheartedly focused on understanding the way of heaven were the ones who were best able to ascend.

Su Wenji smiled and said, "Have you ever thought about why you and Fu Changling were reborn?"

"It's you?" Qin Yan understood and frowned, "Why do you do this?"

"In the future I've seen, Yunze will completely perish," Su Wenji said calmly, "In order to change this fate, we specifically summoned you back."

"But in fact, fate hasn't changed much." Qin Yan smiled bitterly, "It's even worse."

"Is it worse?"

Su Wenji turned to look at Qin Yan: "But from what I can see in the future, Yunze's luck seems to be even stronger."

Qin Yan was stunned for a moment, and Su Wenji repeated: "Is it worse?"

Qin Yan was silent for a long time. After a while, he said slowly, "Indeed, I know a lot of things that I didn't know before."

"This is opportunity."

Su Wenji said this, and the two fell silent. After a long time, Qin Yan slowly said, "Changling, what happened recently? Can you tell me?"

Su Wenji listened to Qin Yan's words and did not hide anything. He told Qin Yan everything that had happened to Fu Changling recently.

The two talked for a long time. Qin Yan listened to everything Fu Changling had experienced while he was away. There was an indescribable pain lingering in his chest, slowly and gently, like the fluttering of butterfly wings, beating against his heart.

"You're forcing him like this," Qin Yan said hoarsely, "don't you think you've done something wrong?"

"I didn't think so." Su Wenji laughed. "There are always sacrifices in this world. Isn't it right to sacrifice one's life for justice?"

“But in this world, when people sacrifice their lives for righteousness, they sacrifice themselves, and the righteousness lies in others.”

Qin Yan looked up at Su Wenji and couldn't help but clenched his fist: "Sacrificing others and choosing yourself is not righteousness."

Su Wenji remained silent for a long time. After a while, he asked again, "Should we give up others or take others?"

Without waiting for Qin Yan to answer, Su Wenji laughed: "But it doesn't matter anymore. Daojun has his own ideas, and his ideas may not be wrong."

"For too long, we've all placed our bets on Daojun alone, forgetting we have swords in our hands and that we can resist. You're right, Yunze has been making choices, big and small, and in the end, it seems he's been walking on a dead end."

"Maybe it's time to take another path."

As the two were talking, Shen Qingzhu came out of the room with his men. Qin Yan stood up and hurried forward, controlling his emotions and saying, "Senior Shen, Changling..."

"He's fine." Shen Qingzhu's anger subsided a lot after he rescued him. In front of so many people, he decided to give Fu Changling some face. After all, he was a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. Even if he was younger, his position was still high. So Shen Qingzhu changed his address and said, "Daojun may need a while to wake up. Please let someone wait for a while."

As he spoke, Shen Qingzhu looked Qin Yan up and down and said, "You are about to break through. He won't wake up for a while, so why don't you break through first?"

Qin Yan hesitated for a moment. When he learned that Fu Changling was fine, he thought for a moment, then turned to Fu Yushu and said respectfully, "I hope my uncle can help take care of Changling."

After that, Qin Yan and Su Wenji confirmed the follow-up matters, and then they found a place away from ordinary people, set up the formation and magic tools, released all the spiritual energy that they had deliberately restrained, and began to guide the spiritual energy into the meridians, silently reciting the magic formula.

As soon as he released his spiritual energy, dark clouds began to gather above his head. Soon after, thunder came down and hit him.

The thunder spread upward along his meridians, and Qin Yan clearly felt that something was slowly sprouting in his sea of consciousness.

He felt somewhat familiar with this feeling, as if he had had this feeling in his previous life.

The overwhelming feeling of joy and sorrow seemed to be about to burst through his sea of consciousness, but he held back fiercely, not daring to let that tiny bud grow. However, in just a moment, he felt the surroundings darken.

The realm of inner demons.

He hasn't seen it for many years.

Qin Yan stood in the darkness, looking at the colorful memories floating around him. He stood still and did not reach out to retrieve any memories.

Because he knew clearly that the moment he touched these memories, he would be devoured and there would be no recovery.

He had been standing there motionless, closing his eyes and silently reciting the Qingxin Jue. Someone's voice started laughing, but it was hard to tell whether the voice was male or female, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

"Qin Yan, your path will never succeed."

The other person's voice surrounded him: "Originally, you cut off the roots of love and cut off the past. But now that your love has regenerated, can you let go of the past? Can you let go of it?"

Qin Yan ignored him as the black mist swirled around him. "All great ways must be let go. Your ties are too deep, making it impossible for you to achieve the great way. Look at these memories, do you dare to look at them?"

"Hurt is always hurt. It will not fade away with time. It will be engraved in your bones and stay with you for the rest of your life."

"You will be afraid when you see Fu Changling, and seeing him will remind you of the past."

"You remember that he hated you, that you killed his family, that you killed a lot of people."

"You are full of sins. Do you think that after being reborn, you will be clean?"

"Qin Yan, take a look."

The other party seemed to be coaxing: "If you think you can see through it, just look at your past."

As he spoke, all the light points of memory rushed towards him and swirled around him.

"The path of ruthlessness is a dead end for you, Qin Yan. Your heart is not strong, you are weak and can be bullied. You simply cannot forget the past. If you don't cut off the root of love, you will have no hope of ascending to heaven and it will be difficult for you to overcome the tribulation."

"roll."

Qin Yan shouted in a low voice, and the voice burst into sharp laughter.

"You're scared!"

He said happily: "I was right! You are scared!"

The thunder became more and more dense and fell madly.

Fu Yushu stood on the high platform, frowning. Shen Qingzhu smiled and said, "There's something wrong with your daughter-in-law's thunder tribulation."

"I'm afraid I'm in the inner demon realm and can't get out."

Fu Yushu was quite uneasy.

"Practicing the ruthless way," Shen Qingzhu sighed, "is not something that ordinary people can do."

"Actually, I don't understand. The so-called ruthless path, is it about being ruthless or being affectionate? If it's about being ruthless, I'm not sure the ruthless cultivators really forget about love. But if it's about being affectionate, their path..."

Fu Yushu frowned: "There are quite a few people who kill their partners to attain enlightenment."

"Do you know what the last level of the Ruthless Dao is?"

Shen Qingzhu had a smile on his face. Fu Yushu turned to look at him and heard Shen Qingzhu slowly say, "The Supreme Forgets Love."

"Forget love?"

"Forgetting emotions doesn't mean forgetting feelings. The sages say that the highest level is to forget emotions, and the lowest level is to be free from emotions. When you're at your lowest point, you can't even talk about emotions. If you're living well, you're being heartless. But for a sage, although you have emotions, you don't cling to them and can let them go. This is forgetting emotions."

"Isn't this heartless and disloyal?"

Fu Yushu scoffed, and Shen Qingzhu shook her head: "Love and letting go are not opposites. Let me ask you, if Lin Chen lives a good life, will you be sad?"

"Of course not." Fu Yushu blurted out. Shen Qingzhu asked again, "If Lin Chen hadn't been with you, would she still be living well?"

Fu Yushu hesitated for a moment. He thought for a long time and couldn't help but laugh: "I understand."

"If she hadn't been with me when I was younger and had lived a good life, I might have felt sad. But after going through so much, I feel that as long as she's alive and well, that's good enough."

"Maybe there will be regrets," Fu Yushu sighed, "but not sadness."

"So, isn't this a higher level of love?"

Shen Qingzhu smiled and said, "You still feel sad, but the love of a saint is like a mountain stream, flowing through the world without any blame or resentment."

"This is the ultimate goal pursued by the monks of the Ruthless Path."

Fu Yushu didn't say anything. He and Shen Qingzhu looked at the young man in thunder.

Amidst the rumbling thunder, Fu Changling was awakened.

He opened his eyes, got up from the bed, and saw thunder in the distance.

He walked out of the house barefoot and stepped on the wooden corridor. As soon as he stepped on the pure wooden corridor, he felt warm. He listened to the sound of wind chimes under the eaves and raised his hand.

A talisman flew with the wind, passed through the thunder, and gently landed on Qin Yan's shoulder.

In the endless darkness, Qin Yan heard Fu Changling call softly: "Senior Brother."

The sound was like a ray of light that suddenly broke through the darkness. Qin Yan suddenly opened his eyes and faced the final blow of the thunder tribulation!

The thunder roared like a giant dragon and hit Qin Yan.

Qin Yan closed his eyes, feeling that his flesh and bones were torn apart by the thunder. He was as calm as a Buddha. After waiting for a long time, the rain washed over him.

Reshape the golden body.

Fu Changling stood on the corridor and watched the spiritual rain sprinkle all over Qiankun City. Not long after, a young man in white came in with a sword in hand. He fluttered like a butterfly, first landing on the eaves and then landing on the edge of the corridor.

The wind gently caressed the long hair of both of them. They were very close to each other, their hair tangled together, and their breaths entangled together.

"Huayang."

Qin Yan called him calmly, the tone was very similar to that in his previous life, yet somewhat different.

Fu Changling looked at him and he smiled slowly.

"You're back."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and his warm palm gently fell on Qin Yan's face: "Sui Yan."