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Everything in Wu Chuan seemed to have stopped except for that cold hand, gently and gently caressing. However, those clear and cold tears unconsciously rolled down her face. The pain penetrated her heart, but that peerless beauty had already disappeared.

The eagle flapped its wings and soared into the sky, then rapidly plummeted to the ground. At the ice-cold stone place, fresh red blood immediately stained the area, accompanied by a low, heavy cry.

However, until now, he finally knew what the girl was repeating.

She said, "Brother, I'm waiting for you in Wangchuan. If you don't come, I won't leave."

Big brother, I'm waiting for you at Wangchuan. If you don't come, I won't leave.

She said, "Big brother, I'm waiting for you in Wangchuan. If you don't come, I won't leave."

Big brother, I'm waiting for you at Wangchuan. If you don't come, I won't leave.

All his memories rushed into his mind like a flood. That bright red, that peerlessly beautiful smile, that little sister he loved the most, that little sister in his life.

Everything about him.

His right hand was still continuously waving in the air, as if his most beloved younger sister was still there. Icy cold tears gently streaked across his face, dripping down into the dark purple water of Wangchuan. The corners of his mouth were raised high, and his face had an infatuated smile, how could he forget about that?

How can that be?

How can that be?

How could he so easily forget his little sister, who he had been protecting with her life, and the evil child he had always held in his arms?

How can that be?

That year, the sun and the spring snow, the peach blossoms were brilliant, covering the ground with sorrow.

The city was lit up by beacons. Smoke and blood could still be heard. The sounds of the fight between his father and royal brothers could still be heard. However, they were gradually fading away.

Inside the palace, mother was holding onto my hand tightly. Despair was written all over her face, and she was looking at the sadness outside the city, as though she deeply missed the unfilial child that was just born. She said, 'Xu'er, you have to protect your little sister well.

Yes, I am the Sixth Prince of Black Tortoise Nation — Canghai Mingxu. But I am not the biological child of my royal father and mother, I was picked up by them in one place, and — They have never treated me like their biological child.

And isn't that beautiful girl with white hair a sinner of the vast seas, the youngest princess of the Black Tortoise Country, my most beloved younger sister?

Why can't I remember?

How can that be?

Didn't I pick her up first? He pressed that soft and small body tightly against his chest and clearly heard that vile child's powerful heartbeat. 'Wasn't it my oath to the heavens that I would protect her forever and allow her to never leave me?'

Hahahaha, hahahaha.

He raised his face and laughed to the sky towards the silent River of Forgetfulness.

Evil child, my evil child, brother has finally forgotten about you, forgotten about you! I can't remember, I can't remember, I just can't remember that you are my son. I can't touch you, I can't wipe away your tears of sadness, I can only watch as you feel sad, painful, and finally, slowly, despair.

My unfilial son, brother's most beloved unfilial son.

Where is brother going to get you back?

Where to?

Is there only one you, without me, there is no place for you to be at ease in the embrace.

Is it that my unfilial son can only hug himself tightly, hiding in a corner, afraid crying, helpless and sad.

My unfilial son!

My wicked son.

Evil child.

Evil child.

Brother — I forgot about you.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile as tears quietly flowed down his cheeks. He kept looking at the spot where the evildoer had disappeared, as if there was a bright red jumping towards him. He called out 'elder brother' in a tender voice.

Brother.

Brother.

Brother.

It was no longer a blurry grid.

It was no longer Geiger!

"Ge ge." A three year old infant walked with small steps towards a boy in green clothes and happily threw himself at him. He shouted with vague words, "Ge, ge ge."

A warm smile appeared on the face of the ten-year old man as he tightly hugged the little girl in his embrace. The fragrance and softness of her soft body directly entered his already desolate heart.

"Silly evil child, it's big brother, big brother." He carried the doll-like figure onto his lap and sat on the stone bench. The surrounding green bamboo forest was a warm jade color, making the two little people in the forest look as if they were about to melt.

"Ge ge." She raised her tiny face and looked at her brother with her black eyes. Her small mouth was trying very hard to keep up with her words.

"Big brother." She gently caressed the soft hair of the person in her embrace.

"Ge ge." The little girl earnestly studied.

He lightly smiled and said again, "Big brother."

The little girl became anxious. Tears welled up in her eyes as she shouted around her tongue, "Ge Ge."

"No problem, we'll take our time." Ye Zichen smiled as he comforted the girl.

But the little one calls out the same thing, gege. Her small mouth was flattened, and her tears were as big as beans as she smashed them down, while her small head burrowed into his bosom.

"Then we will call you Ge Ge, okay? "Evil child, don't cry, let's call him Ge." He cuddled the doll-like girl in his arms and used his fingers to gently wipe away the tears that were rolling down his face.

The little person uncertainly raised his head, looking at the void, accompanied by a gentle gulp: "Ge."

"Be good, your unfilial son is the most obedient." Xu Xu lowered his head and kissed the little girl's fragrant breasts.

The girl rubbed her eyes with her two small hands and stopped crying. Her long, wet eyelashes showed that the baby in her arms was crying. She giggled at the girl with her big eyes.

Looking at the smile on the person in his arms, he lost all color in his eyes.

Slowly raising the corners of his eyes, he revealed a gentle smile, "My unfilial son, my most beloved unfilial son, as long as you are always this happy, as long as you are enjoying yourself in my arms. As long as this is the case, I will endure everything else."

"Oh, Mi Luo Fu." A white-bearded monk in a monastic robe walked into the bamboo forest and gave a hollow salute. "Your Highness, what needs to be put down must be put down. Why must you insist on guarding it?"

The corner of his mouth curled up in a bitter smile: "Master, what do you mean by putting it down, what do you mean by not putting it down? I am just a mere mortal in the mortal world, if I want to put it down, I will put it down, if I can't, it will be giving up my life, giving up everything, losing everything, then what is the point of putting it down?" His childish face didn't show the slightest hint of childishness.

"Forget it, Your Highness' obsession is too deep, and is not something this old monk can resolve. Naturally, this old monk will understand after understanding the world of mortals, and only by hurting your heart will you be able to view the world of mortals as water. Your Highness is a rare fated person, sooner or later, you will have to convert." The old monk stroked his beard as he looked at the bamboo forest with compassion in his eyes.

"Master, you finally agreed to teach me martial arts?" He suddenly stood up, his eyes shining brightly.

The monk nodded, not knowing if it was sadness or compassion.

"Thank you for your permission, master." The expression on her face disappeared, replaced with a faint and gentle expression. However, her gaze towards the little girl in her arms was as gentle as water. She was unable to melt it no matter what.

"Evil child, my evil child, once brother has learned his martial arts, he will be able to avenge his Imperial Father and Mother. You don't need to know anything, you only need to live carefree, as long as it is like this!"

In the dark green bamboo forest, there was a touch of bright red. Wearing a green robe, it was thick and light.

Who is the remote singing of melancholy in the world of mortals, who is the gentle eyes full of all Sang.

The Void had always known that his love, love, hatred, regret, and laughter had all given a hint of jumping redness to his little sister, the only vile child he had ever loved.

It was as if he had never forgotten that night's unforgettable panic, such clarity, such heartache.

In a small room in the green bamboo forest, there was a six-year-old girl lying on a broken bed. Her face was dyed red and her body was hot.

"You unfilial son, don't scare me. I'm here." The only thing that remained on his face was his naked, flustered expression.

"Big brother, big brother." The girl on the bed didn't seem to see the anxiety on the side of the bed, she only repeatedly called out, "Big brother, don't abandon me, I'm scared."

"Big bro is here, little bastard. Don't be afraid." Ye Zichen held the person on the bed tightly in his arms and continuously stroked the head of the person in his embrace, "I'm not afraid, I've always been here, and I won't leave."

"Brother? Big brother won't leave. " The person in his arms seemed to finally feel the warmth as they gradually calmed down.

"Mn, big brother won't go anywhere. I'll stay here with this evil child. Don't be afraid, evil child." He patted his sister gently to help her fall asleep.

"Really?" The person in his arms asked.

"Really, big brother would never lie to his unfilial son."

The little girl slowly closed her eyes, but the temperature of her body was getting hotter and hotter.

He looked at the person in his arms with an indescribable anxiety in his heart. After hesitating for a long time, he gently placed the sinner back on the bed and covered him with the blanket.

However, he could not wait here. He knew that if he did not ask for his abbot to come see him, his most beloved evil child would not be able to survive, and he would not be able to take this risk, but he could not bring his evil child out either. This would only worsen his illness.

Waves of Yin Qi permeated through the fog of the bamboo forest.

The void ran like a madman, never stopping. The circuitous route of the dark night only repeated itself, as if it was always hoping to leave. It was like a trapped beast, circling around in this cage with iron rods.

His face was streaked with blood. His feet gradually became heavier, and finally felt like they were filled with lead. He was in so much pain that he couldn't move a step. His shoes had long been worn out, and the gentle and refined youth was in a miserable state.

It was unknown if the heavens pitied this youth, or if he couldn't endure his obsession. Finally, he was able to find his abbot along the secret passage.

The fog in the morning light became denser.

He pushed the door open and stood rooted to the spot.

The bed was empty and there was no sign of anyone.

"Evil child." He shouted lightly as if he was afraid that he would be scared.

The abbot stroked his white beard. "Your Highness, I'm afraid that the young abbot has gone out to find you."

The virtual reality suddenly entered the room. A palm-sized area was flipped around everywhere.

The abbot shook his head.

"Impossible! I won't leave! I won't! She must be here! She must be!" He didn't want to let go of any corner. Even though he knew it was impossible, he still kept searching like a devil.

He only knew that after leaving the house and entering the bamboo forest, his vile child would not be able to return to such a complicated place.

Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing and stood still. Then, he turned around and looked straight at the bamboo forest outside the door.

"This old monk will go with you."

One tall bamboo after another seemed to have become essence as they continued to play with each other.

"Unfilial son — — unfilial son — —" He kept shouting.

The forest was so quiet that not even a single sound could be heard.

The sound of insects chirping, and the sound of bamboo leaves landing on the ground.

Both of his hands were shaking, but his steps were like a machine, instinctively running and running.