On the way to Wucheng, I was thinking about my future plans.

Today, the Great Fantasy has successfully entered the era of the world, and sects at all levels emerged. The era in which individual player powers dominated the past has passed. In the future, more shining new stars will appear, and players who cannot catch up with the pace of the times will eventually pass by in the trend of the great era.

Every expert is thinking about the path he will take in the future.

Xiaoyao is also one of them.

Class, martial arts, and equipment are all factors that a player leads to the success ladder, and martial arts are undoubtedly the most important ones. In this regard, Xiaoyao is at the upper level but has not reached the top level. At least, before he reaches the second level of cultivation of mysterious skills, these are all things he must think about. The strong wins, the loser retreats, which is the eternal pursuit of the great fantasy, and no player is exceptional, even if he is as strong as a loser or a king.

Xiaoyao never thinks that he is a natural lucky person.

Whether it is Tian Shang or the martial arts he holds today, they are all gained by his efforts. In the future, in order to keep it from being eliminated by the world, everything he needs to catch up with the times.

"bite."

The message prompt was flashing, and Xiaoyao suddenly woke up.

While meditating, time passed very quickly, and before I knew it, I had already arrived at the foot of Shangwu Mountain. The familiar name with the information panel was beating, Xiaoyao was puzzled.

"Xiaoyao, Canglang is not right. After falling back to Shicheng, he has been locking himself in the room. He has not come out for two days. It is useless to persuade us. He seems to be in a low mood. Come and take a look."

The message was sent by Ye Thirteen.

Xiaoyao was slightly stunned.

Two days ago, Canglang fought against Master Zizhu. He could see something was wrong, but he didn't delve into it. After that, his mood was calm, but he didn't expect this to happen suddenly. The complexity of that day and the sadness of that day flashed through Xiaoyao's heart. He was about to step onto Shangwu Mountain and stopped, turned around and stepped onto the carriage back to Luoshi City again.

...

Rock City.

When Xiaoyao arrived at Luoshi City, Ye Shisan and Quanshui and others immediately pulled him to the Hanxiang Pavilion base quickly when they saw Xiaoyao. In just a dozen minutes, they arrived in a quiet courtyard. At this time, many Hanxiang Pavilion players were already standing in the courtyard, many of them were familiar to Xiaoyao. They were worried on their faces, and when they saw Xiaoyao coming, they hoped that he could persuade Canglang.

"I'll try."

Xiaoyao's expression was slightly heavy. He could imagine that Canglang's abnormality caused the concerns of these brothers who had a very good relationship with him, otherwise he would not have pulled him over.

"good."

Everyone nodded repeatedly and responded with hope.

Xiaoyao nodded slightly and went straight to the door to knock. The room was so calm that everyone present felt deeply depressed.

"Canglang, I am Xiaoyao."

After the calm voice came into the wooden door, there was no response for a long time.

Everyone outside the yard had disappointment flashed on their faces. They thought that Xiaoyao's arrival would be helpful, but it seemed that the effect was not as good as expected.

Crunch.

A gap suddenly opened the door.

The crisp sound was like the light of hope falling from the sky. Ye Shisan and others suddenly burst into an inexplicable surprise. They all looked at Xiaoyao, their hearts were excited in depression.

There was no light inside the door. Xiaoyao pushed open the door and saw the Canglang sitting quietly beside the bed, and just glanced at it and could find that he was extremely depressed.

He held a bracelet woven from straw ropes in his hand, and the withered yellow intertwined together.

The bracelet is very ordinary.

But Canglang stared at it in a daze, as if he was looking at the deepest memories. In those eyes, Xiaoyao reads longing, sadness, unwillingness and hatred.

This look is very similar to that day.

Xiaoyao turned around and locked the door, sat next to Canglang without moving.

"Brother Xiaoyao."

Canglang suddenly made a sound, and Ling Xiaoyao, whose voice was hoarse and dry, was shocked by it. He looked at Canglang. At this moment, his eyes were covered with blood and his face looked a little pale. His eyes were still staring at the bracelet in his hand, and he smiled hoarsely: "They still invited you here, sorry."

Maybe it was the care of Xiaoyao in Hanxiang Academy for several months, or maybe it was Xiaoyao's feelings for Canglang that day.

Facing Xiaoyao, Canglang finally said it.

"You should say this to the Hanxiang Pavilion brothers outside the door," Xiaoyao sighed calmly: "How long you stay inside, they will protect them outside, and in the end there is no way to find me. So, you should say that it is not me who is sorry, but their brothers who are worried about you and work hard for you."

"yes."

Canglang's eyes were a little hollow, he raised his head slightly, and looked painful: "They are my brothers, I was wrong. I will go out to apologize to them later, but Brother Xiaoyao, I feel uncomfortable, it's painful!"

"I have been holding this in my heart for a long time, but I don't know who to tell you. They are my brothers, so I don't want to share this pain with them. Brother Xiaoyao, although you and I are average, in my heart, my kindness of guidance for you has always been grateful."

"Say it, say it."

Xiaoyao was stunned.

He looked at Canglang silently, suddenly sighed, and reached out to his hand and unnaturally embraced Canglang's shoulder: "Actually, I could see that something was wrong with you in the purple bamboo forest that day. You can tell me any pain you have."

"Brother Xiaoyao."

"I miss her, I miss her so much!!!" Canglang suddenly hugged his knees, buried his head and cried bitterly: "Do you still remember when I left the academy? It was half a year ago, and it turned out that it had been half a year..."

Xiaoyao didn't say anything, he nodded, and his arms held slightly tighter.

"I left the academy and were once full of fighting spirit. I felt that the world was full of all novel things. For the sake of tomorrow's success, I lived every day full of fulfillment. That day, I met her in an adventure team. She was very quiet and understanding, and always made me unable to help but stare at dazed because of her kindness and sometimes stupidity."

“Her name is Ziyan.

"Everyone on the team likes her very much, and I am no exception. But in the end, she chose me, ha..." Canglang said this, and a look of crying or laughing appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Later I realized that she liked me because of my stupid way of loving her. She said, I look so cute like this."

"One day, two days..."

"As we were together, we had a grudge with several team members on the team because of this and ended up parting unhappily. She took me to many places. She was very mysterious, but I knew she would tell me when she wanted to say it, and if I didn't want to say it, it would be useless even if I asked again."

"She loves to laugh and often laughs and is happy because of my stupid move."

"She feels a lot of sadness and often feels inexplicably sad. She doesn't know whether our future will be happy or happy."

"She is very lazy. Even if she is sitting in the same place and playing with a small ornament, she can play all day."

"She is stupid, a pure love idiot, and often worrys about whether she is not doing well."

"She's very..."

One by one, the wolf is sometimes sad, sometimes laughs, sometimes dazed, and is completely attracted, tied, and missed by the girl in his mouth. After two days of sleeplessness, his voice was a little hoarse, and his voice kept turning and rippling in the room with a low voice, but always with deep attachment.

Xiaoyao is silent.

A figure in his white dress couldn't help but appear in his mind, and he smiled silently: "Where are you?"

"But!"

Canglang's face suddenly became full of anger and hatred: "One day they came. On the snowy Shangwu Mountain, we climbed up to look at the snow. They stepped on the void and flew out of the sky. They wanted to take Ziyan away and take her away from me forever. They were very strong. I resisted angrily and blood scattered all over the snow."

"Zi Yan was finally taken away by them."

"They said, I'm not worthy of being with her, and she and I are not from the same world at all."

"I was roaring. They wanted to kill me, but were stopped by Zi Yan, but the price was that she followed them back. Why? Why? Why? Why didn't I protect her strength at that time?! Why!!"

My whole body seemed to be trembling at this moment.

Canglang grabbed his knees tightly, buried his head in it, and cried silently.

turn out to be……

It turned out that the changes in Canglang were all caused by this. Xiaoyao thought of Canglang in Hanxiang Academy. At that time, he was a honest boy. Even if he had a dispute with others, he would be relieved by Xiaoyao several times. When he met again, he had become the master of Hanxiang Pavilion, calm, decisive and powerful.

How much pain is it that makes the wolf change so much?

There was pain flashing in Xiaoyao's eyes.

He had a feeling that he could really feel the pain of Canglang at that time, because he remembered that that year, he also watched his parents die tragically at the hands of the man, but he was powerless. It was also since then that he agreed to the conditions for the crazy bloody slaughter.

"I'm not willing!"

"Brother Xiaoyao, I am really unwilling to accept it. I told her that I will definitely improve my strength and must embark on the path of pursuing her in the future and protect her by my side."

A bag appeared in Canglang's hand and handed it to Xiaoyao: "But, my strength is still too weak now. Even an unknown strong man almost snatched it from me. I promised Zi Yan that he would build a purple bamboo forest in the future and live there with her forever."

"But, I can't guarantee that I can keep it. I hope Brother Xiaoyao will help me with it for the time being."

The fragrance of purple bamboo came out of the bag, but a cold murderous intent suddenly flashed in Xiaoyao's eyes. He looked at Canglang calmly and found that there were several wounds left on his body, one of which even flashed and left a very thin mark on his neck.

"Okay! I promise to keep it for you!"

Taking a deep breath, Xiaoyao completely suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and agreed in a deep voice.

The wolf laughed forcibly.

"Thanks."

...

Come out of the Canglang room, the setting sun has set, and the faint red makeup shines from the sky with a lazy luster. Xiaoyao turns around and says a few words to everyone, saying to everyone that Canglang is fine, and steps away in the relaxed look.

Stepping out, coldness emerged.

"It seems that some people's hands and feet are very unclean!" A cold murderous intent suddenly appeared in Xiaoyao's eyes. He turned around and looked deep at the back, and walked out with big strides.

In the empty house, the wolf was still silent in painful memories.

Don't know how long

He sighed lightly, but his eyes suddenly fell on a book beside the bed. Tears suddenly fell in his eyes, his body trembled slightly, and his inexplicable emotions filled his heart. He could not calm down for a long time: "Xiaoyao, thank you!"

On the edge of the bed, on the green and yellow books, Jinghong's sword technique.
Chapter completed!