When the elders of Tiannan Sect discovered the abnormality, it was already too late.

Feng Yan strangled them with the black iron that had once bound his hands and feet.

Xu Qingzhi's consciousness popped out from his memories.

The dark cave I was in just a second ago is now a bright bedroom.

This was his past, a past he had never mentioned to her.

Even if Xu Qingzhi didn't see what happened later, he heard about it from his senior brothers and sisters. The Tiannan Sect was massacred by Feng Yan, and there was no Tiannan Sect in the world from then on, from top to bottom, without exception.

The Xiaoyao Sect and Fengxuan Sect also suffered heavy losses.

However, these two sects had already known about the incident in Tiannan Sect and had taken precautions, so many people were still alive and fled to other sects.

The three major sects fell here.

Afterwards, new sects emerged and would still be "visited" by Feng Yan from time to time.

Immortal cultivators called him a cold-blooded devil, and he became a terrifying villain who was full of murderous intent.

But Xu Qingzhi finally understood at this time that he was just avenging his relatives.

If he were to be regulated by the moral standards of saints, he would surely be an unforgivable criminal.

After all, the ones who did this and knew about it must be the ones who were in charge of the sect.

But when he was in the sect, he was enveloped by the spiritual energy transformed from the Feng family's bloodline.

It sounds innocent, but it's not entirely innocent.

Xu Qingzhi reached out and hugged him. His body was always cold, and even the heater in the room seemed unable to warm him up.

He has been taking good care of his health for more than half a year, so how come it is still so bad?

Xu Qingzhi thought that during this time in Kyoto, it would be a good opportunity to use the medicinal herbs in the spiritual air to make some medicinal food to nourish him.

She looked up and asked him.

"By the way, what about your relationship with the Huo family?"

Xu Qingzhi had this guess before, but he thought it was too absurd and gave up. He didn't expect it to be true.

Huo Fengyan explained slowly: "At first, when I first came here, the real body of this world automatically disappeared, and all those memories were transferred to my mind. I thought I had accepted Huo Fengyan's memories, until I gradually merged with this world, I remembered that this was my previous life."

"In that life, I died in the winter when I was thirty years old because I was too weak. In my second life, I was born in the world of immortal cultivation. I never expected that the one who came with you now was actually my previous life."

"After you left a letter and left, I have been looking for a way to find you. Later, late at night, a voice claiming to be the King of Rolls system sounded in my mind."

"The King of Rolls System?" Xu Qingzhi's eyes widened. He remembered that this guy had rolled away everything in his spiritual space. He gritted his teeth in anger and said, "It came to you?"

"Well, it said it can help me come to your time and space." Huo Fengyan said calmly.

Xu Qingzhi asked: "Unconditional?"

Huo Fengyan shook his head, "I left everything I had in the Immortal Cultivation World to it, and only kept a few things in the Qiankun Ring and brought them here with me."

"I knew it." Xu Qingzhi thought that the King of Rolls system could be renamed, such as the Money-swindling and Absconding System, or the Money-swindling System! However, with his personality, he might not believe it.

Xu Qingzhi asked: "How could you believe it so easily?"

Huo Fengyan: "It said that it was a system you had bound to before, so I believed it."

Xu Qingzhi: “…”

"Aren't you afraid? What if it's a lie?"

Huo Fengyan chuckled: "If it wants to cheat, what can it cheat me of? I only know that if there is any chance to find you, I don't want to miss it."

Xu Qingzhi sighed softly, unable to tell whether he was more touched or heartbroken.

Or maybe, these complex emotions all come from her clear realization that she loves him.

The snow was still falling outside, and Huo Fengyan continued to talk about the past.

"Later, it helped me travel through time and space, and I was seriously injured. In addition, because it was not tolerated by the Heavenly Dao, my body has been unable to recover until now."

The data of urban dramas has been declining badly recently. I was a little hit by the data, so I haven't updated much in the past two days. I adjusted my mentality and decided to continue writing clearly, because this is the setting I wrote when I started writing. This is also one of my writing problems. Some foreshadowings are very early, and then a plot comes out inexplicably later, including the reason why the old lady appeared in the uncle's house in the previous article. I made the same mistake when I wrote "Love to Poverty". I will try to avoid it in the future. Write when you need to, and don't drag the plot to the end. After the urban drama is finished, I will go back to the spring broadcast.