books44 Chapter 393 Don’t even think about leaving
Chapter 393 Don’t even think about leaving
Nanshan's hand trembled, and the peach he had just picked up rolled away again.
Did she really dislike him for being old?
This thought was like a sharp weapon, cutting through his heart and causing ripples.
He lowered his head, his long eyelashes hiding all the emotions in his eyes, and quickly picked up the fallen peach, stood up, and turned his back to her.
“Ancestor?” He laughed at himself, pursed his lips slightly, and said coldly: “If the Nangong family really had an ancestor who lived to this day, why would they just watch you die younger and younger without caring about it!”
Yao Jia was stunned and stared at his back.
The tone he used when he was angry was exactly the same as Xiu Lan's.
"You inexplicably live in the secret realm left to me by ancestor Yunrong, so it's normal for me to have such thoughts."
Yao Jia walked out and pointed at the stone tablet outside the courtyard and said confidently, "Didn't you see it? 'Nangong Secret Realm, no one other than my people can enter'. Do you think it's normal for me to doubt your identity like this?"
Nanshan really had nothing to refute.
Yao Jia smiled smugly, walked up to him with her arms folded, and looked him over and over.
"I never thought that you would look so much like Xiu Lan, sir. Xiu Lan was an orphan. Sir, and he..."
"I have nothing to do with Nangong Da Siming." Before Yao Jia could finish, Nanshan interrupted her, "The world is so big, it's not uncommon to have one or two people who look similar."
Yao Jia frowned upon hearing this, and her fingers stroked the words carved on the compass in her hand.
"Since you are not an ancestor, and have nothing to do with my Xiu Lan, how did you get in?"
"Under..."
Nanshan avoided his gaze and looked towards the endless peach forest.
Distant memories flashed through my mind.
He couldn't remember how many years ago it was.
That day, he said goodbye to Yao Jia and came to the Julingtai. Just as he rescued Lin Congmo and others, a second collapse occurred there and he was trapped inside.
By chance, he found the compass left for Yao Jia in the stone coffin of Yun Rong's ancestor.
Following the instructions in the notebook, he entered here and learned the secret techniques in the house where Yun Rong's ancestors once lived, thus escaping.
But when I got out, it was too late...
"I found this place by accident while traveling. I didn't know about your Nangong clan at that time, so I stayed here privately. It's really inappropriate. I'm leaving now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and summoned a large piece of peach petals.
The petals gathered in the air to form a formation.
Yao Jia's eyes moved slightly, knowing that he was going to use the transfer formation to leave.
With quick eyes and hands, he scattered the flying petals with one palm.
"Don't even think about leaving before we've made our minds up!"
Yao Jia tightly grasped the compass in one hand, which was exactly the same compass as the one on her neck, and reached out with the other hand to tightly grasp his wrist, restraining him.
"Why do you have this compass too? It was clearly left to me by my ancestors... Why did I find it in your house?"
She demanded sharply, pulling off the compass from her neck and handing the two compasses to him.
"Why is my name engraved on this piece of yours? Tell me, what's going on? What's going on? Tell me... Tell me!"
Nanshan took a look at the two compasses, his body shook slightly, his heart was filled with mixed feelings, and his eyes were full of bitterness, but he glanced away without answering.
Yao Jia stared at the elegant and handsome face in front of her, which looked very vicissitudes of life, and the head full of silver hair. Her nose felt sore and tears welled up instantly.
I grabbed his hand, and I had no strength left, and tears rolled down my cheeks.
"You're blaming me, aren't you? Blaming me for not recognizing you, right?"
Clearly, when they first met, he placed "Yuheng" in front of her.
"Brother Lan..."
She threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.
He gave her so many chances.
The same sandalwood scent, the same clothing style, the same cool temperament, and she...
If it weren't for the accidental breaking of Nangong Xiu Lan's jade balance this time, perhaps no one would have doubted his identity at all.
If she hadn't seen the compass, she would never have guessed that he would be Nangong Xiu Lan from his previous life.
No wonder he never attended her wedding.
He was like this in his previous life, always turning a blind eye.
"You left without saying goodbye... Are you blaming me... Or do you hate me? But why did you show up in front of me in the first place? If you don't want to see me, why are you hiding here?"
She choked and spoke intermittently, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of her heart.
"I don't hate you." Nanshan raised his hand gently, hesitated for a moment, and finally slowly embraced Yaojia's trembling body.
"Yaoyao..." he called in a low voice.
How long had it been since he had shouted this name so openly? It had been so long that even he himself felt that this was a dream that would be shattered at the first blow.
"Do not cry……"
Hearing this, Yao Jia cried even harder in his arms.
He began to coax her softly, saying that he would not leave. Only then did Yao Jia stop crying, but her hands were still tightly grasping his clothes.
He couldn't help laughing at her childish behavior.
"You're already a mother, why are you still so immature?"
He took Yao Jia to the canal behind the house and washed her face.
He dipped a handkerchief in cold water and applied ice to her eyes.
"With my eyes so swollen, they will definitely be worried again when I go back."
"Then you can come back with me."
Nanshan paused and said, "I can no longer leave this secret realm."
"Why?" Yao Jia took off the scarf from her eyes and looked at him in confusion. "As long as we have the compass, we can come and go freely, right?"
Nanshan stared at her for a moment, not knowing how to speak to her.
In his previous life, he found her with great difficulty, but she turned into a cold corpse. He couldn't bear the blow and his hair turned white overnight. He wanted to go with her.
Unexpectedly, Bai Huahua came and took him and Yao Jia's body, who were frozen stiff, back to Butterfly Valley.
There, Nan Zhui was overjoyed when he saw Yao Jia's appearance, and told him that there was a legend in the Nangong family that the ancestor Yun Rong once used a secret technique on his daughter Nangong Changnian.
It ensures the immortality of the soul.
And Yao Jia is exactly the reincarnation of Nangong Changnian. As long as we wait patiently, she will definitely reincarnate back to the Nangong family.
He smiled bitterly. The Nangong family no longer had any descendants, so there was no such thing as reincarnation.
So Nan Zhui opened the formation cave.
It took him more than twenty years to combine several magic arrays to teleport himself here.
The price of staying in this time and space is to cut off a piece of your soul and place it on the peach tree in the secret realm, but you cannot be out for too long.
In order to accompany Yao Jia, he stayed here for too long, and the peach tree was nourished by him and had spiritual energy, urging him to leave quickly.
"Yaoyao, I don't belong here."
"But you said you wouldn't leave." Yao Jia held his hand tightly, as if she thought of something, and held his hand tighter.
"Is my rebirth also because of you?"
Otherwise, how could there be a Nangong Xiu Lan in this world for no reason?
Yao Jia burst into tears again.
"Why are you going to all this trouble?"
Seeing her eyes reddening again, Nanshan sighed and wiped her tears.
"To change your fate."
Yao Jia forgot to cry for a moment, "What do you mean?"
Nanshan was helpless, "Yaoyao, do you know that you have been reborn more than once?"
"What?" Yao Jia looked at him in shock.
At first I thought it was ridiculous.
But before long, the tears that he had finally stopped began to flow again, and finally the sobs turned into loud crying.
"It's fine if you're short-lived."
"I was so miserable in my previous life."
Everything in front of my eyes was blurry. I wiped my tears away when he wiped them away, but when I saw his head full of white hair, I felt even more heartbroken.
"Why...why...why...for someone like me...make yourself like this..."
Seeing her so heartbroken, Nanshan wanted to cry too.
Maybe he cried too much in the past and he no longer has any tears left.
He stroked her back gently, his eyes filled with regret and heartache. He rubbed his cheek lightly against Yao Jia's cheek and kissed away the tears on her face bit by bit.
After she stopped crying, she shook her head and the corners of her lips raised slightly.
"I don't feel bitter. I see my Yaoyao, who can now live a long life, enjoy the prosperity of the world, give birth to such a lovely daughter, and has unparalleled martial arts. This is worth it... It's really worth it."
The more he said this, the more ashamed Yao Jia felt.
Leaning in his arms, staring at him for a long time.
The skin on his face was still as delicate as ever, but the countless vicissitudes in his eyes told her that he had been waiting for her for many, many years.
"How can you...how can you...be so stupid."
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