The large courtyard covering an area of ​​9,000 square meters behind Qingyun Pavilion has both the bold and grandeur of the northern courtyard and the beautiful Zhong Ling of the Jiangnan gardens. Magnificent buildings, antique pavilions, towers, small bridges, flowing water, and old vines. The two architectural styles of the north and south regions are perfectly integrated to show a unique manor atmosphere.

The vermilion gate, the protruding tiger head and dragon body, is vivid in the auspicious clouds, and life appears vividly.

He was dressed in ragged clothes, his head was unkempt, his hands were inserted into his sleeves, curled up like an old beggar at the gate, and looked at Yan Wuhun in the distance like a husband's stone. His eyes were dull, as if he had lost his soul, and he was losing his existing life in the passing time.

He was in pain!

He is confused!

The world in front of him had no color at all. The world composed of dark lines seemed to be left with endless nothingness in the whole space. Sometimes he wanted to cry but found that the tears had dried up; sometimes he wanted to laugh loudly, but found that there was no sound; sometimes he wanted to lament the sorrow of life, but found that the heart was blocked; sometimes he wanted to whisper, but found that the soulless man was like a lamp burning out, and in the end there was only a wisp of blue smoke left.

He does not cry, laugh, yell, or make noise because he has no soul; he does not eat, drink, or sleep, because he has no reason to live.

A defeated general will know his shame and become brave. The more he loses, the more he fights, and the more he gets braver he becomes.

And he!

But he felt defeated and never had a day to turn over. Therefore, he was discouraged and had no fighting spirit. He was confused and walked along the Naihe Bridge, stepping on the Yin-Yang Road, and was about to drink Mengpo Soup and step across the rootless water.

The graceful and elegant girl in the flower season was about to bloom. She squatted on the wooden pier that had been moved in a short time, holding her chin. With her delicate eyes, she wandered on Yan Wuhun, who had a stinky smell. In that look, there was curiosity and regret.

suddenly!

Her eyes turned to the distance and suddenly lit up.

His agile figure floated up and rushed to the two people who were walking from afar like flowing water. A bright smile appeared on his pretty little face, and he shouted happily: "Brother, you are finally back! I miss you."

The hug between brothers and sisters made Cui Hao's murderous aura that had accumulated over the days of fighting. It was like the snow under the bright sun slowly melting.

"I heard that in the family battle, you rushed up the northeast city wall secretly? And killed an enemy with your own hands?" Cui Hao let go of Cui Ying and asked with a faint smile on his face.

Cui Ying's smile froze, she quickly shrank her head, then showed a cute and coquettish smile, holding Cui Hao's arm, and said silly: "Brother, it was what my father said, the young eagle protects and the wings of the eagle. She will never spread her wings and fly high, and will never be able to attack the sky and soar in the sky thousands of miles away."

Cui Hao did not have the idea of ​​blaming Cui Ying, but he was secretly a little bit self-blame in his heart. He was just a little sister. When the Zheng family and the Wang family came, if she made a mistake, he would die of pain.

I need to find some bodyguards to protect her secretly!

This idea flashed through Cui Hao's mind, and then he smiled and said, "Little sister. You are right. Actually, I don't want you to be a flower in a greenhouse. Only by experiencing real life-and-death battle can you accumulate combat experience and become a master among masters. However, if you want to fight and become a strong man, you are not enough to experience life-and-death battle. You must work hard to improve your strength and improve your cultivation level as soon as possible."

Cui Ying said happily: "Thank you, brother, I know you spoil me, but I won't spoil me. I will definitely work hard to practice."

Cui Hao nodded with a smile, his eyes moved and fell on Yan Wuhun, who was sloppy and dull. He gently patted Cui Ying holding his hand, signaling her to let go of herself, and then walked to Yan Wuhun.

"Do you know what your name is?"

Every time Cui Hao took a step, his smile on his face calmed down a little. When he stood in front of Yan Wuhun, he was already expressionless.

Yan Wuhun's shriveled lips squirmed a few times, and his eyes finally moved slowly to Cui Hao. Then a self-deprecating look appeared and said in an extremely hoarse voice: "Since I know that I am a soulless person, why should I help you in one go? I am not a hypocritical person, so why should I ask questions clearly?"

Cui Hao sneered: "Do you want to play a game of self-deprecating? Do you want to play a text-based machine?"

Yan Wuhun withdrew his gaze, curled up again, looking at his nose and his heart, and pretending to be ignorant.

Chu Xinlan came to Cui Hao, and her eyes were filled with surprise and asked, "Boss, the one you are talking about...my partner is not him, right?"

Cui Hao said: "That's right, it's him."

Chu Xinlan smiled bitterly and said, "Can you change someone? He..."

Cui Hao raised his hand to interrupt Chu Xinlan, looked at Yan Wuhun and said in a cold voice: "I will destroy your woman for you; I will kill you for your brother if you betray you. I will kill you for yours. I will say, what else do you have?"

Yan Wuhun suddenly looked up, a cloud of cold light burst out from his eyes, and he slowly spit out a few words:

"No need."

Cui Hao sneered: "I didn't expect that you are still a love species. You can't let go of the woman who can share the woe with you but cannot share the blessings with you, right? Humph... I suddenly remembered a sentence: The eyes are raining for you, but the heart is holding an umbrella for you. A long time ago, when someone told me this sentence, he already had a soul."

"The eyes are raining for you? But the heart is holding an umbrella for you?"

Yan Wuhun muttered Cui Hao's words blankly, and repeated them more than ten times before he fell silent again.

Cui Hao turned his head to look at Chu Xinlan and asked, "I will give him a new soul and make him my right-hand man and your best partner. Do you believe it?"

Chu Xinlan looked at Yan Wuhun, then looked at Cui Hao, who was full of confidence, and after a long time of silence, she said, "I don't believe it."

Yes!

She doesn't believe it!

Because she had heard the story of the sloppy man in front of her, she clearly felt that he was indeed losing his soul, and only a walking corpse and an empty shell were left.

She didn't believe that Cui Hao could make this man come alive with just one sentence.

Cui Hao smiled, his smile was filled with sunshine and bright. He kicked Yan Wuhun on the shoulder, kicking him to the cold concrete floor, then slowly squatted down and said, "I am a good person. I can do good things to the end, kill you and send you to the underworld. There is a saying that goes: die early and reincarnate early. Maybe... I mean maybe, maybe your next life will not be as sad as it is now. But before I kill you, I want to ask you, if you can answer, I will draw my sword and kill you immediately. Listen to it: If you die, what should you do with your elderly mother who is paralyzed? What should you do with your hungry daughter?"

Finished!

Cui Hao slowly stood up, stretched comfortably, and greeted Cui Ying and Chu Xinlan:

"Okay! Let's go in!"

Chu Xinlan asked blankly: "It's over?"

Cui Hao shrugged his shoulders and chuckled, "It's over!"

Chu Xinlan stared at Cui Hao's back as he walked towards the courtyard gate, looking at Yan Wuhun, who seemed to be lying on the ground and motionless. After hesitating for a moment, she turned around and chased Cui Hao. The one who didn't move was Cui Ying. Her eyes flashed with curiosity, she retreated for more than ten steps, jumped onto a stone lion, sat cross-legged on it, dragged her chin to look at Yan Wuhun.

She is interested!

She really wanted to see if her brother's words could give this sloppy man a new soul? Can he be brought back to life? Although... she didn't believe that her brother would let the dead live with just one sentence!

Yan Wuhun, who was lying on the ground, was like a dead man. Although his face was expressionless, it seemed that a wave of waves was set off in his heart. Cui Hao's two problems made his heart twitch violently, and the pain was like a needle, making him feel uncomfortable in breathing.

yes!

You can give up on yourself and even die.

But……

What should I do if my paralyzed elderly mother? What should I do if my hungry daughter? That cruel woman ran away with her best friend and took away all her assets, making herself a poor and poor family. Should I be like them, be a cruel man? Ignore the kind mother who gave birth to me? Ignore my own flesh and blood?

No!

You must not do this!

I am a man, I have the obligation to take care of my mother and have the responsibility to raise my daughter. It doesn’t matter if I die, but they must not die with me. I must not cut off their only hope and only way to live...

Yan Wuhun's heart became colder and colder, like the ice that had been frozen for thousands of years. But as the cold reached its limit, a trace of warmth grew from the deepest part of the heart. Just this trace of warmth was like the first new bud from winter to spring, and it grew vigorously in the continuous thoughts. Finally, he broke through the cold ice, and after the ice spreading on the lines became fragmented, he lived.

A new life, a new soul.

His body squirmed gently on the ground, then pressed his arms and hands on the ground. As his eyes were fixed, his expression slowly sat up and stood up under the gaze of Cui Ying, who was stunned.

"call……"

A breath of turbid air exhaled from Yan Wuhun's mouth.

At this moment, he looked at the surrounding environment again. Although he had lived here for several days, he had no idea where he was, and he didn't know who some of the people who appeared in front of him in the past few days were.

"Take me and see him."

Yan Wuhun's voice was still so hoarse, as if the hunger and thirst for several days had destroyed his voice.
Chapter completed!