Chapter 25 Shen Yingxue's Ambition

Shen Yingxue was fine just now, but after seeing the token, she suddenly lost her mind, snatched it away, and held it in her arms. Her expression seemed to be crying and laughing, and she was no longer as calm as before.

Xun Yan said: "Sir..."

"This is mine!" Shen Yingxue shrank back holding the token, looked at him warily, then lowered her head to carefully examine the cards in her hand, a smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

"It's yours, I won't fight with you for it." Xun Yan could see that Shen Yingxue was sick again. He comforted her and kept his distance from her, not arguing with her.

The Demon Cult is of special significance to Shen Yingxue, and that token is the token of the Demon Cult's leader.

Shen Yingxue didn't necessarily cherish it that much back then, but she didn't completely ignore it. When Xun Yan talked about rebuilding the Demon Cult, Shen Yingxue's reaction was very calm. He thought Shen Yingxue had really let it go, but he didn't expect that he still had deep feelings for the Demon Cult.

Shen Yingxue looked at the game console carefully and pressed the power button several times, but the screen did not light up.

The appearance of this game console is the same as the one he often played before he traveled through time. The main screen is black, the shell is blue, the handles on both sides are yellow on the left and blue on the right, the buttons are beautiful candy colors, and even the scratch on the upper left corner of the tempered film is the same.

[It’s fine that the handle can’t be removed, but why can’t the computer be turned on? Could it be that this also needs electricity?] It took Shen Yingxue less than half a minute to go from surprise to disappointment. He asked the system: [Do I have to look around for a Mosaic that looks like a power strip?]

[That’s not necessary.] The system said, [This game console is a model, it’s used to hang your carrots. If you choose to avoid trouble, you will miss your wife.]

So, you want to accept the mission and establish a demon sect? The wife's desire was secondary. The main thing was that Shen Yingxue wanted to finish it as soon as possible and cure herself.

Shen Yingxue asked: [Can we not call it the Demon Sect?]

System: [It’s up to you to decide.]

Shen Yingxue looked at the game console in her hand for a while and asked Xun Yan: "Who gave this to you?"

Xun Yan knew that Shen Yingxue was not normal, so he did not find it strange to see his inexplicable mood changes. He replied seriously as he did before: "It was someone from the Anbu who took the initiative to hand it over to Han Jing, and Han Jing asked the Bafang Sect to hand it over to me."

"This is fake." Shen Yingxue laughed nervously, "No matter how real it is, it can't be true."

The forgers never imagined that there is a mosaic system here. No matter how similar the work is, it cannot escape the mosaic code.

Xun Yan was shocked.

He has followed Shen Yingxue for so long, and often takes the token out to do things. Sometimes he even pretends to be Shen Yingxue. This token has been with him longer than in Shen Yingxue's hands.

Xun Yan didn't realize that the token was fake at all, but Shen Yingxue saw it at a glance.

Is it that Shen Yingxue has such a deep affection for this thing that she is extremely familiar with it and can easily identify it, or is he actually talking crazy?

"You..." Shen Yingxue paused, "What's your name?"

"Xun Yan."

"Okay, you find a way to tell them that I agreed to establish the Demon Cult." Shen Yingxue threw the game console to Xun Yan, "Take this thing, it's useless and makes people upset."

Xun Yan took it and looked at it for a few seconds, but still didn't feel any difference from the previous token.

Shen Yingxue felt a sense of incongruity when she saw him, an ancient man, holding a game console in his hand. She asked curiously, "What do you think this thing is?"

"The order of the leader of the Demon Cult." Xun Yan replied, "Could it be more than just a token?"

How else could one explain that Shen Yingxue recognized it as a fake? Perhaps this thing really had other uses that only the leader himself knew.

"You don't understand." Shen Yingxue looked at the game console in Xun Yan's hand with nostalgic eyes, "Although I won't carry it with me all the time, I will be happy every time I am with it. For it, I have invested so much money and energy. Even if I didn't like it so much at the beginning, I couldn't let it go in the end."

Shen Yingxue recalled that before he got into the game, he even thought a console worth a few hundred yuan was too expensive. Later, he became a leek of the capitalists and spent two or three thousand yuan without hesitation to buy this Hualulu brand game console.

"Perhaps to you, it is just an ordinary token, but to me, it has accompanied me through countless lonely nights." Shen Yingxue missed the days of staying up late to play games. Since he traveled through time, his nightlife has disappeared. "Hua Lulu is my wife. Having her is enough for my life."

At this point, Shen Yingxue remembered something and went to confirm with the system: [After I complete the task, you will not take away the mosaics of the TV series and game consoles, right?]

In that case, what is the difference between him and an ordinary ancient person? Will he spend a simple but interesting first half of his life with mosaics, or will he spend the next few decades in boredom?

The system said: [You can choose this yourself. But if you want to keep the mosaic, it will be difficult for others to see you as a normal person.]

[Why should I care about them? They can't live for me. Mosaic Dad, you are so kind. I will definitely do my job actively.] Shen Yingxue smiled happily.

When he finished laughing, he looked at Xun Yan and found that he was looking at him with a puzzled look. Shen Yingxue said gently, "If you have something to say, just say it. I won't do anything to you."

The mosaic blocked Xun Yan's expression. Shen Yingxue only knew that he was silent for a long time, and then said in a very complicated tone: "Do you... have someone you like?"

"No, it's not a human. How do you explain this? Anyway, I don't like other people." Shen Yingxue said.

Xun Yan didn't understand.

The leader meant that he had married that woman and would not like anyone else? That woman was not a human, which meant that she was dead?

But he had known the leader for a long time and had never seen him interact closely with other people. Was the leader hiding this from them on purpose? And who was that woman?

Shen Yingxue felt that she hadn't made herself clear, so she added, "I don't have anyone I like. There's no such person at all. Don't think too much about it. So you guys here also call your wife "wife"."

"That's what is said." Xun Yan didn't understand, gave up thinking, looked at the token in his hand again, and stuffed it into his bag.

The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and the carriage was moving slowly. Shen Yingxue was drowsy in the carriage, and suddenly she heard a "bang" sound, as if something hit the carriage, and she woke up instantly.

Xun Yan's expression was cold: "Young Master, please be careful. I'll go down and take a look."

Shen Yingxue watched him sneak out. It was very quiet outside, and there was no sound of fighting. It should not be that the enemy was chasing after him. A moment later, Xun Yan came back from outside with a turtle in his hand.

How could there be a turtle in this place so close to the desert? It must be a mosaic created by the system.

Shen Yingxue asked: "What is this?"

Xun Yan: "It's a turtle."

Shen Yingxue: "Turtle?"

Xun Yan: “Yeah.”

It turned out that it was not a mosaic made by the system, but a real turtle. Shen Yingxue found it strange and said, "Give it to me and let me see it."

This turtle was olive green in color, and its back seemed higher and rounder than that of ordinary turtles. It had light yellow markings on its body, and it was not afraid even when it lay on Shen Yingxue's hand. Its four claws and head were exposed outside its shell. It looked at Shen Yingxue with its small eyes, and was surprisingly handsome.

Shen Yingxue poked its front paw and found that the little turtle had no intention of biting anyone. "Could it be that it was frightened silly? Was it blown here by the wind?"

"It must have been blown over by the wind and hit the carriage and knocked it unconscious." Xun Yan pondered, "I was previously ordered by you to go to the northwest desert. It's only a dozen miles away from here, and there are indeed turtles like this in the desert. The locals call this kind of turtle a four-clawed turtle, with only scales on its feet, no jade, and it can't swim. It only lives in the desert."

Shen Yingxue heard this for the first time. She poked the turtle's head to make sure it was still alive. "Then is it easy to raise? Why don't we take it in?"

"If you want to raise it, then go ahead."

After the wind died down, Xun Yan went outside to catch the car.

The two of them went all the way into the city and found an inn to stay in. They also bought a flower pot and filled it with moist soil to serve as a home for the little turtle. They also buried some wild grass seeds in the soil so that when they grew, they could feed the little turtle directly.

Shen Yingxue even watched less TV dramas and observed the little turtle every day. Xun Yan was very relieved to see that he no longer stared blankly for so long. Raising a turtle was indeed the right thing to do. In a few years, the leader's madness would be cured.

Because Shen Yingxue was determined to restore the Demon Cult, their plan was changed. Instead of wandering around outside, they went to the south to look for people from the Anbu.

Forging the token was a serious matter, so Xun Yan was more cautious and did not take Shen Yingxue directly with him.

He used to be Shen Yingxue's stand-in. Now that Shen Yingxue is unconscious, she might be looked down upon. It would be better for him to take Shen Yingxue's place.

If this was a trap set by the Anbu against Shen Yingxue, he would have to bear the consequences.

Xun Yan bought a small courtyard and locked Shen Yingxue in it. He changed into Shen Yingxue's clothes and reminded him before leaving: "Young Master, don't run around. I have prepared food and rice. Remember to eat when you are hungry. I will be back by evening at the latest."

"Go ahead, I know what I'm doing." Shen Yingxue said.

There was no credibility at all in Shen Yingxue's words. Xun Yan smiled, closed the doors and windows, locked them from the outside, walked around several times, walked in the opposite direction, and then appeared on the street openly.

He had disguised his face, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, and looked exactly like Shen Yingxue. The token was hanging on his waist, with mountains, rivers, sun, moon, water, fire, fish and insects painted on it. The wood was black, and the outside was coated with gold powder. As he walked, it reflected the bright sunlight.

Xun Yan is very powerful.

Shen Yingxue was indeed crazy, but in his heart, she would always be the same as before. Xun Yan also hoped that the world would remember that charming and beautiful figure, so when he pretended to be Shen Yingxue, he would show his best and try to imitate her.

When the people in the town saw Xun Yan, they subconsciously lowered their heads, looked away, and ran away.

This guy looks like someone who is not easy to deal with and doesn't seem like a good person.

Xun Yan didn’t know what other people were thinking, and even if he knew, he wouldn’t care.

Shen Yingxue is indeed not a good person. On weekdays, he may have a gentle side and would drink and joke with his subordinates, but when it comes to dealing with serious matters, he shows no mercy at all.

Xun Yan walked through several streets and entered an alley. The roads here were very complicated, the alley was very narrow, and people lived on both sides. The people living here were all poor and destitute people from the underworld.

It started raining at some point, and when Xun Yan came to the alley, the ground under his feet had been soaked and turned a dark color.

There was a faint fishy smell mixed in the rain, including the smell of earth and blood.

Xun Yan was very familiar with this smell. He did not change his expression and continued walking forward. When he reached the end, he stopped in front of a small ebony door. He knocked twice with his hand, paused for a moment, and knocked twice again. He repeated this three times and the door opened.

The person who opened the door was a very tall man, a head taller than Xun Yan, with a strong build, a beard, and a very rugged appearance.

His eyes fell on the token on Xun Yan's waist. When he looked up again, there was fear and awe in his eyes. He bent his back and lowered his head. "You are here."

"Why? Don't you want to see me?" Xun Yan looked at him coldly and arrogantly. "I haven't seen you for three years. I'm afraid everyone thinks I'm dead and wants to find another wise master. It's a pity that I have a long life. Isn't it too late to please Han Jing now?"

Xun Yan had been here before, and he knew very well the temperaments of the people here.

The man in front of him was called Li Baiqi. He looked tall and strong, but his martial arts skills were only mediocre. His real strength was his ability to read people's minds. The Anbu usually pretended to be a group of ordinary people, and occasionally they would interact with those famous and upright people. Whenever that happened, Li Baiqi would appear.

Xun Yan finished his sarcasm and stepped forward, "Where are Mannu and Lanjin?"

"Mannu is helping Han Jing avoid being hunted down, and Lan Jin is settling accounts in the house." Li Baiqi was worried. "It was not that I was afraid of power and did not dare to go to rescue him, but the journey was long. By the time I received the letter, it had been a long time. I am not talented, but I also know that the power of Shattered Shadow Mountain has been greatly damaged, and I want to preserve this place so that I can help in the future. Now that I see that you are fine, I am relieved. Please leave this way."

Xun Yan passed through the moon arch on the right and entered a spacious courtyard.

This place should be connected to the next door, and it is much bigger than the last time he came.

Li Baiqi observed his face and said, "You look the same as before, so you must be well now. I am very honored that you came in person today. I would like to ask you to stay for a while. What do you think, Master?"

"I don't have that much free time." Xun Yan stopped, "There's no need to go any further, go call Lan Jin over."

"yes."

This courtyard looked deserted, but the soundproofing was poor. With Xun Yan's hearing, he could hear the voices of people around him. There were at least forty or fifty people nearby, all of them should be members of the Anbu.

Xun Yan sat on the stone stool and did not touch the things in front of him.

When Lan Jin heard Li Baiqi say Shen Yingxue was here, he excitedly knocked over the tea bowl beside him. He put down his brush and straightened his sleeves, "I'm going to change my clothes..."

"I know you love cleanliness. It's already this late, and the leader is still waiting for you. Do you have the heart to keep him waiting?" Li Baiqi said without hesitation, pulling him forward. "Hurry up, I think the leader is in a bad mood today, don't touch him."

Li Baiqi is a very meticulous person, and it is not difficult for him to see that Lan Jin cares about Shen Yingxue.

When the Demon Cult was besieged, Lan Jin wanted to run over to support them immediately, but he couldn't stop himself. That day, he had already run out of the city, and happened to meet a spy from the Anbu who came back and said that Shen Yingxue was seriously injured and missing, and might not survive.

Lan Jin was so angry that he vomited blood and passed out. Since then, he became decadent and stopped learning medicine and poison research. Li Baiqi asked him to settle the accounts and be responsible for the expenses of the dark department. It was not until a few months ago that the news of Shen Yingxue spread in the martial arts world that Lan Jin cheered up.

Li Baiqi didn't know why Lan Jin cared so much about Shen Yingxue, but he knew that the Anbu existed because of Shen Yingxue. When he was hunted by the Blood Shadow Tower, he was able to survive thanks to the Anbu's shelter. Perhaps Lan Jin, Man Nu, and other people in the Anbu were also like that.

He couldn't guarantee that all the people in the Anbu were loyal and righteous, but at least the few people he knew were reliable. No matter how they dealt with others, at least they would not betray their own people.

"Yes, you are right." Lan Jin also thought about it. "Seventh Brother is really thoughtful, otherwise the leader might really annoy me. Is the leader okay? Are all the injuries on your body healed?"

Li Baiqi said, "It's good. If you are worried, you can go and see for yourself."

Lan Jin wanted to see Shen Yingxue desperately, but when he went out, he felt ashamed to face her.

He had been inactive for many years, his martial arts skills had become rusty, and he was always drinking and staying up late. Even when he later found out that Shen Yingxue was still alive, he was unable to recover his spirits and looked even more exhausted than before.

Today, because he had to settle accounts and fiddle with ink, he wore the most ordinary blue shirt, and his sleeves were stained with tea, which was really embarrassing.

But I can't not go.

After turning the corner, Lan Jin saw the familiar figure from a distance. His eyes were a little sore, and he could no longer care about anything else. He just wanted to rush to him, see his face with his own eyes, and make sure that the person he had been thinking about day and night was still alive.

Xun Yan heard footsteps, looked up, and met Lan Jin's eyes, clearly seeing that his eyes were red.

Just when Xun Yan was feeling puzzled, Lan Jin ran over and knelt down in front of him, his knees hitting the ground. Xun Yan felt the pain for him.

Xun Yan was even more confused, but he was playing the role of Shen Yingxue at the moment. Shen Yingxue's mind and means were all superior to his, so naturally she would not be as surprised as he was.

Xun Yan looked normal and looked at Lan Jin with sharp eyes.

Li Baiqi hurried over, but it was not easy to pull Lan Jin up, so he had to follow his colleagues and kneel in front of Xun Yan.

When Xun Yan first arrived, he only showed respect in his words and actions, and did not perform any salute. They were outside at that time, and Li Baiqi did this because he was concerned that the leader might not want to reveal his identity.

Xun Yan looked at the two of them for a while and felt that perhaps these people were feeling guilty for not saving the leader, or they had really betrayed the sect and suddenly found out that the leader was still alive, and they felt guilty about their actions.

"Get up," he said.

"Thank you, Master." Li Baiqi pulled Lan Jin to stand up and spoke for him, "Lan Jin has always put you first. I heard that after the fierce battle three years ago, he vomited blood and wanted to see you immediately, but the news he received at that time was not good... Now that he knows that you are still alive, he is also very happy. Please don't punish him."

"The Demon Cult is no longer around, and you still regard me as your leader. I am so grateful that I would never dare to punish you again." Xun Yan wanted to warn them with words and re-establish his prestige. If these people were not convinced, he could have a fight to let them know that his martial arts skills were as good as before and had not deteriorated because of the injury.

Who knew that things would not develop as he expected. After hearing these words, the blue-clothed scholar knelt down again, his head hitting the wet ground, and shouted: "Lan Jin belongs to the leader in life or death! I will let the leader punish me! Please do whatever you want with me!"

"So you care about me so much?" Xun Yan pulled off the token from his waist and threw it on the ground. He looked at them with a half-smile and said firmly, "If that's the case, where is the real token?"

Shen Yingxue was very obedient this time. After finishing her meal and feeding the turtle, she sat on a chair and watched TV.

He also watched all the old movies and analyzed the characteristics of the villains one by one. [It’s strange, I think these paper people are very attractive, but the people around them don’t feel anything.]

The system says: [Because the video is limited in length, it cannot be displayed in its entirety.]

Shen Yingxue thought about it and said, "That's true."

Shen Yingxue suddenly realized, sorted out what she had thought of before, sketched out a rough image in her mind, and rubbed her hands in anticipation, "I don't know what the Anbu looks like, is it like the Anbu of the Konoha Hokage Village? When can I meet them... I can't wait. ]

The day he appeared in the Anbu was the beginning of fabricating his character!

As night falls, the Milky Way hangs over the courtyard.

The courtyard gate was finally opened. Xun Yan, dressed in black, looked around to make sure no one was following him, then closed the door and bolted it.

"Master, I'm back." Xun Yan entered the room. "I came back a little late, and I didn't have time to cook. I bought some food outside. Master, please fill your stomach first."

Shen Yingxue was lying on the bed watching anime. When she heard the voice, she turned over and asked, "Where have you been?"

Xun Yan said: "My Lord, you forgot that I disguised myself as you and went to meet the Anbu people."

Shen Yingxue was shocked: "What!"

"Young Master?" Xun Yan thought he had done something wrong, and he became concerned. "Could it be that Young Master has another decision?"

When he left in the morning, he said hello to Shen Yingxue, who told him to take care of it, which should be her tacit consent. Was the leader unconscious at that time? Or is the leader unconscious now?

Xun Yan said, "As for the token, I asked someone from the Anbu, and they said that the token was bought from a pawnshop, and the person who pawned it was someone from the Moon-Catching Tower."

The Moon Tower has put a lot of effort into the demon-killing defense, no wonder the Anbu believed it.

Shen Yingxue heard him say, "Ah, forget it. Don't do this next time. Give me a chance to show off."

"Yes." Xun Yan got a lot of clues during this trip, and he had more doubts in his heart. He saw that Shen Yingxue was not in a good condition, so now was not the time to talk about serious matters, so he might as well talk about something else: "Lan Jin from the Anbu, what is your relationship with her?"

"Who is Lan Jin?" Shen Yingxue took the food that Xun Yan bought, opened the paper bag, took out a hot bun, and took a big bite.

"Lan Jin is a poison master in the Anbu, and he is also very good at medicine. He is responsible for teaching his subordinates how to use poison. Most of the poisons and medicines used in Shattered Shadow Mountain are prepared by Lan Jin. He learned all the poison and medical skills from the Luofu Hall Master who is beside you. Although he is only in his twenties, he is very talented. You said he has a bright future, so you sent him to teach the Anbu disciples."

"I have no impression." Shen Yingxue said.

"He...seems to care about you a lot." Xun Yan hesitated, feeling embarrassed when he thought of that scene. "He mistook me for you. When I left, he couldn't control his emotions. He knelt down and hugged my legs and cried bitterly..."

"I don't know." Shen Yingxue ate a bun and didn't touch the paper bag. He opened another one and found some chopped brisket inside. He squeezed it with his hand until it reached the mouth of the paper bag, took it out in one gulp, and said vaguely, "Didn't you go there before? Maybe it came for you."

Shen Yingxue adapted well to the environment in the south. There were many rich people here, the roads were easy to walk on, it rained frequently, there was less dust, and even the mosaics became softer.

As soon as he arrived, he didn't want to leave and gave Xun Yan a suggestion: "Why don't we find a house to live in the city nearby? I think this place is great." Xun Yan thought about it and agreed.

He had previously taken Shen Yingxue to hide in a remote village, but still encountered Lin Shumo from Yuding Villa. The village was very poor, and people would still find them. It seemed that no matter how much they hid, there was still a risk of being exposed.

It is said that great people hide in the city. Maybe living in the most prosperous place can help you hide longer, unexpectedly.

Xun Yan found a house in the city and bought it from a real estate agent. The yard was not big, but it was big enough for two people to live in. He did not sell the previous yard, but rented it to someone else, so he could collect some rent.

Shen Yingxue moved over happily with the little turtle.

Xun Yan worriedly warned: "This place is not like Shitou Village, where Aunt Lin and Lin Shumo are taking care of you. You are not familiar with the neighbors here, so you should be more careful in the future and don't get too close to others."

When Shen Yingxue moved, she saw that there were several families living nearby. Each family was rich and powerful, with large gates and high thresholds. The servants were very polite. Shen Yingxue said, "You can only know the details after you have interacted with them. You are a little too cautious. I won't cause any trouble."

A few days after she said this, Shen Yingxue was slapped in the face.

When he was basking in the sun at the door holding the little turtle in the flowerpot, a young man in gorgeous clothes looked over here, then paused, waved away the servants around him, and walked straight towards Shen Yingxue.

"Ling Yun?"

Shen Yingxue opened her eyes and saw a piece of cotton candy, dotted with two sapphires. They shone brightly in the sunlight and looked very valuable. Shen Yingxue couldn't help but be curious about what the sapphires would look like after removing the mosaic. "Your eyes..."

"You also think these eyes are familiar, right?" The boy's voice sounded very young and vaguely familiar, but Shen Yingxue just couldn't remember where she had heard it before. The boy then said, "Your eyes look very much like someone in my family."

Shen Yingxue said calmly: "Really?"

"It's really you. Without the mask, I almost didn't recognize you. Luckily, I still remember your voice and figure." The boy said, "Aren't you in Kyoto? You took my clothes that day, and I've been waiting for you to return them. I waited and waited but didn't get a single word. Luckily, my cousin told me that you had left, otherwise I would have continued to wait."

Shen Yingxue didn't remember this happening. She looked normal and lazy as always. "Who are you?"

"You don't remember me?" The boy's voice suddenly rose. "I've waited for you for so long, and you say you don't remember me! How can this be justified!"

Shen Yingxue saw him dancing around and was afraid that he would smash the flowerpot on the steps, so she quickly picked it up and held it in her arms.

The boy's attention was drawn to it. "What is this? Are you planting turtles in a flowerpot?"

Shen Yingxue said: "I don't know you, why do you care so much?"

"You are still the same..." The young man felt a little aggrieved, "I am Wen Ling, I treated you to a meal and changed your clothes, but you took my clothes and left. You said you would return them to me, but I didn't expect..."

Wen Ling suddenly remembered, "My cousin said that day Fu Sheng and his men went to Yuding Villa to look for Shen Yingxue, but they didn't find her, but met you instead. That second villa owner who practiced swordsmanship said he liked you and wouldn't let you leave. Is that true?"

The tone he used when he mentioned "swordsman" was the same as when he said "blacksmith". He didn't take Jiang Hanfeng, a man of the world, seriously.

Shen Yingxue whispered: "I don't remember."

"How could you not remember?" Wen Ling looked at his pale face and thought of the storybooks he had secretly read when he was a child. "Could it be that you hit your head and lost all your memory?"

"It did hit your head." Shen Yingxue's voice suddenly became stern and full of power. He stared at Wen Ling's sapphire and suddenly laughed.

Wen Ling was frightened by his laughter and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? What's so funny?"

Shen Yingxue's laughter grew louder and louder, and finally turned into a wild laugh, with tears flowing from the corners of his eyes. He held the flower pot with one hand and pointed at Wen Ling with the other, saying in a gentle and affectionate tone: "You guessed wrong, I didn't lose my memory, I just went crazy."

"How could this happen..." Wen Ling said, "Could it be that the swordsman drove you crazy?"

Shen Yingxue only knew that this young man had an unusual identity and wanted to use him to create a character. But as soon as he stretched out his hand, he lost control of himself and couldn't help but stretch forward a lot more, pinching the cotton candy on Wen Ling's face.

"It's so soft. Give me a bite."

Wen Ling was pinched on the cheek by him, and because he was too shocked, he didn't know how to react. When Shen Yingxue really came over, he suddenly stepped back, far away from Shen Yingxue, covering his face and jumping up and down: "Don't mess around! I am not someone you, a lowly person, can touch!"

Shen Yingxue looked at her hands and found that she had not pulled off any marshmallows.

I didn't realize this candy is quite potent.

When Xun Yan came back from outside, he saw the young master from the neighboring Prince's Mansion confronting his own son. He hurried over and asked, "What happened?"

Shen Yingxue lowered her head and looked at her hands, still not saying a word.

Wen Ling said: "Who are you?"

"I am his elder brother and the master of this house." Xun Yan has always called himself this to the outside world. "My brother is weak and ill, and his mind is not clear. If I have offended him, I hope you will forgive me and not hold it against him. I will come to your house in person to apologize with gifts someday."

"Are you Lingyun's brother?" Wen Ling looked at him, "Why don't you two look alike at all?"

"I am his sworn brother." Xun Yan said.

"Forget it, I won't argue with you. What's wrong with him? Why did he go crazy out of nowhere?"

Xun Yan heard this and felt that they seemed to have met before. He had heard these words when he rescued Shen Yingxue from Yuding Villa. Xun Yan looked at the young and innocent young master of the Prince's Mansion and said, "To be honest, I have known him for a short time. I only brought him here to treat his illness because I felt sorry for him. I don't know anything about the past. Do you know?"

"I do know a little bit." Wen Ling was totally unprepared and told the whole story again.

Shen Yingxue also listened to it and said to the system sadly: [Not only did I miss the opportunity to establish a character in the Anbu, I also missed the opportunity to establish a character in front of so many people in Yuding Villa!]

The system said: [It doesn’t matter, there will be opportunities in the future. And you have already experimented in front of Jiang Hanfeng. You have a good idea. If they knew your true nature, they would not always want to kill you.]

Shen Yingxue felt relieved. [Why did that Sapphire say that it was the swordsman who drove me crazy?]

The system does not understand human emotions: [Who knows.]

Shen Yingxue watched the two people chatting about something he couldn't understand, and finally came to an inexplicable conclusion. He really felt like he was out of touch with society.

Wen Ling's eyes changed when he looked at Shen Yingxue. He was a little younger and more naive. He had been pampered and had never experienced any hardship. He could not imagine under what circumstances Shen Yingxue would collapse and go crazy.

He must have been pushed into a desperate situation at that time.

The Shen Yingxue in Wen Ling's memory was very proud. Even though she had nothing, she never bowed down to him just because he was rich, which was in stark contrast to Fu Sheng.

Wen Ling thought Shen Yingxue was very powerful at that time, but he didn't expect that when they met again, he would be driven crazy by her.

"Actually, the name I told you before was a fake. I live in the Prince's Mansion next door to you. My name is Zhu Ling, and my nickname is Wen Qing. My cousin's name is Zhu Rang, and his nickname is Wen Hai." Wen Ling said, "I didn't mean to lie to you, I just didn't want people to know my identity!"

Xun Yan was afraid that Shen Yingxue would reciprocate, so he said his real name and pulled him back, "Ling Yun should go back and take medicine, please do as you please."

Shen Yingxue let Xun Yan pull her, "How many of us are there? If we really build a force, will we not have to hide anymore?"

"Yes, but there are too few people in the Anbu, and Han Jing is also evading capture. There is also Jiang Hanfeng, who is still out there looking for you. It will be difficult to change the situation in a short time."

Shen Yingxue is obsessed with the game console. "I need a new identity, another identity besides Shen Yingxue and Ling Yun."

Han Jing, who had been acting in a high-profile manner to attract the attention of the righteous for Shen Yingxue, received letters from the Bafang Sect and the Anbu.

He was wearing women's clothes, with a complicated bun on his head, which was decorated with flowers, pearls and jade. Thick lead powder covered his original appearance, but his lips were rosy and his eyes were full of affection. The playboy who used to stay in brothels often did not expect that his accumulated experience would come in handy at this time.

Han Jingxian disguised herself as a prostitute in a brothel.

He lay on the imperial concubine's couch, his thin gauze slipped off, revealing half of his slender arms.

Han Jing opened the letter, read ten lines at a glance, and immediately handed it to the candle and burned it to ashes.

My stepfather showed up in the Anbu.

He still looked the same as before in Shattered Shadow Mountain, without any sign of madness.

Today's martial arts world has been disrupted by my adoptive father, and several famous and upright sects have lost all their reputation, but my adoptive father still has no intention of stopping.

Han Jing sighed.

His adoptive father's ambition is greater than he imagined.

The author has something to say: ??Shen Yingxue: My ambition is to get a game console_(:з」∠)_

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