Chapter 1832 [Shangxie] Broken future
"Today is the first seven days of Fuyan,"

The girl clings to the sword and says,
"In ordinary people's homes, on the seventh day after a person's death, the soul will return to the world for the last time, to see the people closest to him, and to take a walk in the place where he lived."

Her voice was cold and emotionless amidst the pattering rain, and her eyes, seen through the rain curtain, were just like her voice, without any sad or sad emotions, but it was so calm, falling In the eyes of people, it makes people even more sad and moved.

She looked at Mu Ningqing with that look, and said softly,
"We have lived together for more than ten years, at least, let me send her off alone."

There was almost an imperceptible pleading in this soft voice.

Mu Ningqing's eyes widened slightly, and the tear that overflowed from the girl's eye socket was reflected in the suddenly constricted pupils.

She still had no expression on her face, and she only shed such a tear, but in an instant, the boy was defeated.

Mu Ningqing looked away, forgot the sect master's order, and spoke with a blank mind, with a dry voice,

"Then you go, little master."

Xia Fuyi only nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards Fuyi Pavilion - Xia Fuyan's ice coffin was in the underground secret room of Fuyi Pavilion.

Mu Ningqing shifted her gaze back tremblingly.

He looked at the slender figure in the rain, bit his lips, and finally couldn't help but say,
"Don't be too sad, little master."

Xia Fuyi paused slightly, and continued walking forward.

And where the young man couldn't see, those black eyes had sunk infinitely.

Like a black abyss, thick and ferocious waves rolled up silently between the sky and the earth.

The direction of the wave is Linglong Pavilion located under Jiange Villa.

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When she returned to Fuyi Pavilion, she closed the door, and at the same time shut out some surveillance eyes.

The candlelight in the basement was dark and cold, and the ice coffin glowed faintly in the firelight.

Xia Fuyi stood beside the ice coffin with his whole body wet, staring at the girl in the coffin for a long time.

The living Xia Fuyan is actually a complete opposite of her.

Enthusiastic, kind, talkative, clingy, credulous, light love.

But it was such a person who went alone, but he was never afraid of Xia Fuyi's indifference, reticence, vigilance, and rejection of others.

From the alienation at the beginning, Xia Fuyi gradually got used to her existence, her protection and her dependence, and they gradually became an intimate and tacit existence like twins.

Fuyan's love is hopeless, and Fuyi understands it from the very beginning.

But she didn't take it seriously, she thought that one day she would understand and give up on her own, at the same time she had already started saving money silently, and had already started preparing Fuyan's dowry for becoming a monk in the future - Fuyan would always marry ,她会亲自把关,给她选一个爱她的,对她好的人,然后时时照看着,若那男人敢欺负拂烟,她就去把他狠狠揍一顿,揍得她不敢不对Fuyan is good, take Fuyan as the sky, and let Fuyan live a good life for the rest of his life.

This is the best future she has imagined and worried about many times. Her future is also Fuyan's future.

She doesn't care if she will get married or have a family, as long as Fuyan is here, Fuyan is her home, even if she is the pavilion master of Tianjimen for the rest of her life, it doesn't matter, she doesn't care.

But this future was completely shattered the moment he saw this corpse.

She worked so hard to save it, and the gold, silver and jewelry that had been piled up in many boxes were all scattered to ashes in an instant and turned into waste.

Her elder sister, who loved her and protected her since childhood, relied on her to teach her elder sister, has no future.

She's gone too.

(End of this chapter)

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