Nie Xun didn't know how he left the Nameless Realm. He was in a daze and exuded a desolate aura.

The words kept echoing in his mind: Destroy the Shen family!

As he was walking, he was tripped by a dry branch and fell to the ground. He then simply sat on the ground and bandaged himself with a blank expression.

He lowered his eyes, a little confused.

His voice was very soft.

"Your Highness, if I were your enemy, would you look at me more?"

"That person is already dead. Is there any chance for us?"

His hand touched his collarbone and he chuckled suddenly.

She won't like herself.

Nie Xun's eyes were sore and tears kept falling, soaking his clothes and the dirt.

He felt helpless and confused at the moment, and also felt a bit resentful towards Chen Yan.

I resent her for always looking down on me.

Is he really that bad?

Is he going to deal with Chen Yan?

But he didn't want to.

He didn't want to hurt innocent people, let alone those he loved.

Maybe he really should let it go.

He looked up at the gray sky and remembered what the temple master once said to him: If it is destined to be yours, you will get it eventually; if it is not destined to be yours, don't force it.

Suddenly, drops of water fell on his body.

He raised his hand.

It's raining.

Nie Xun smiled.

He slowly stood up, took out a light blue paper umbrella, opened it, and blocked all the raindrops.

The ticking sound tugged at his emotions.

He murmured softly.

"Mother, I have no regrets."

…

Later, he joined Wuwangshe.

The senior brothers and sisters at Wuwangshe all treated him very well.

But they always say, "Junior brother, you need to change your temper and stop being so kind. There are so many people in distress in this world, don't you have to save them all?"

Nie Xun responded with a smile, "Distant water cannot quench a nearby fire, but I want to save it now that it's right in front of me."

Just be at peace with yourself.

Because I saved so many lives, my senior brothers and sisters would always jokingly call me a "saint."

Whenever Nie Xun heard these two words, he felt ashamed.

He knew clearly that he was not a saint.

In fact, he is not that kind.

He always persuades others, and if they don't listen, he just stands by and watches.

He suddenly remembered that it was the same situation when he met Chen Yan and the others.

During the time he practiced at Wuwangshe, his emotions did not fluctuate much.

He also deliberately ignored the voice that often came from his mind.

He also deliberately avoided seeking information about Chen Yan.

During his time at Wuwangshe, many of his senior and junior sisters expressed their love for him openly or secretly, but whenever he saw them, he would think of Chen Yan.

Why is Chen Yan the only one who doesn't like me?

Is it because he didn't do well enough?

He lowered his eyes and couldn't help comparing himself with the Supreme Feng Xingyao.

How is he inferior to Feng Xingyao?

Nie Xun rejected them and told them: "There is already someone living in my heart, a very good person."

Upon hearing this, the senior and junior sisters left.

In his spare time, he often picked up a pen to paint, some landscapes, and some people.

He hid all the paintings.

Not long after, he followed the Wuwangshe team to the Thousand Spirits Forest.

In the Forest of Thousand Spirits, he saw the person he had been thinking about.

He suppressed all his emotions and said to her, "Am I not your friend now?"

Even without the identity of the alternative emperor's husband, he can still be her friend.

She looked at herself, still looking cold and lonely, but she was silent for a moment.

At that moment, he felt an indescribable shame.

Perhaps it was the fact that he had been obsessed with her before that made her feel disgusted.

Nie Xun lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her.

But she agreed at this time.

Nie Xun looked up at her, and a smile finally spread across the corners of his lips.

Then, she told herself to be careful and wary of Shen Ce.

Nie Xun looked a little unnatural because he felt guilty. Logically, he and Shen Ce were in the same group, but he did not intend to join Shen Ce's group, nor could he let Shen Yan know that he was also a member of her old enemy tribe.

He watched her chatting and laughing with Wen Yuchu and the others, and laughed too.

He no longer forced her, but only hoped to protect her silently.

But everything changed in the battle between Kyoto and Heishui in the prehistoric world!

He was possessed by black water.

To be precise, it was a fragment of Qingwu's soul.

Qingwu's soul took over his consciousness, controlled his body, and began to slaughter those elite disciples.

He wanted to regain consciousness.

Don't want to kill anyone.

But he was still too weak and could not compete with it at all.

Lives are lost one after another.

Nie Xun was heartbroken.

At the same time, Qingwu's soul was still constantly bewitching himself and stimulating himself with words.

"Nie Xun, you really disappoint me! You can't even turn evil, you coward! Hahahaha... I've never seen a man as stupid as you!"

"No wonder Chen Yan doesn't like you. Can you hold up the sky for Chen Yan? You can't, but Feng Xingyao can. How can you compare with him? Originally, as long as you turned evil, I would transfer my power to you and give you a chance to compete with Feng Xingyao. I didn't expect you to be so unwilling to learn. You learned so much that you are useless and can't even be helped up."

When Nie Xun heard His words, countless emotions surged in his heart, some fierce, some dark, some resentful, but soon returned to calm.

He simply replied, "It's not what she wants, and neither am I."

He was enraged, severely damaging his soul consciousness, and cursed, "Waste!"

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