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Hearing this, Su Yian immediately broke out in a sweat.

Make him into a human specimen?

Is this human language?

Based on the experience of the previous life, such a yandere must be kept away.

However, at this moment, he has no way to go.

Because when Bai Shuhe said this.

Su Yian could clearly feel that he had been locked in the world of music condensed by the Tianqing Xuanyuan Qin.

Looking at Bai Shuhe, whose expression has gradually become somewhat morbid and paranoid.

Su Yian was even more confused.

What happened in these years?

In his past memories, Bai Shuhe was a gentle and elegant cold beauty.

Now he feels.....

Why is it like a crazy yandere?

It will take some effort to break through the blockade of the legendary Taoist soldiers.

Besides, Bai Shuhe was also his former client.

Now he has come to find him across thousands of mountains and rivers. He can't beat him up, right?

Su Yian sighed, restrained all the emotions in her heart, and said calmly: "Long time no see, Senior Sister Shuhe."

The familiar voice made Bai Shuhe's body tremble obviously.

In just this moment, the valve of memory seemed to be opened.

Su Yian's figure and appearance were completely integrated with the junior brother "Su Bai" buried deep in her memory, and they became the same person.

All kinds of memories seemed to become various pictures.

She couldn't help but want to recall.

She had a lot of things to say.

There were a lot of emotions she wanted to vent.

She wanted to loudly question Su Yian,

Why did he go to great lengths to get close to her,

and bring her out of the abyss of darkness.

In the end, he deliberately set up such a cruel situation and left her?

Is it because she didn't do well enough?

Or did Su Yian feel that

he was just a substitute for her, so he was discouraged and wanted to leave?

But why didn't he tell herself?

She could obviously change everything for Su Yian.

If Su Yian was really dissatisfied, he could tell her loudly.

She would definitely treat Su Yian as her only one.

Because if it weren't for Su Yian,

she would still sink into the darkness and would not be able to come out for a long time.

But the words that had been rehearsed countless times in her mind and memory were not finally spoken by Bai Shuhe.

Instead, it became a sentence -

"Long time no see, junior brother, can you play a zither for me again?"

Bai Shuhe was slightly stunned.

Even she herself didn't know why she said this.

But, this seemed to be the wish she had most desired over the years.

Su Yian was silent for a while, but still nodded, "Okay."

Bai Shuhe didn't say anything more, and took out a guqin carved from thousand-year-old redwood from the storage space.

Su Yian's pupils shrank slightly.

He was very familiar with this zither.

It was the guqin that he used when he played Bai Shuhe's junior brother.

But at that time, he put this guqin in Hongchen Qinzong, and he didn't have time to take it back after implementing his plan to leave.

Unexpectedly.

Today, I saw my old friend again for this reason.

It has been several years.

But this guqin has no traces of erosion, not even a speck of dust.

It seems that someone wipes it carefully every day.

Su Yian pursed his lips, said nothing more, took the mahogany guqin, and sat cross-legged.

Bai Shuhe seemed to still like it as before.

When Su Yian played the piano, he liked to sit close to him, and listen to his favorite piano music at the closest distance in this way.

"I want to listen to the rice fragrance you used to play the most."

Rice fragrance-

The song he liked to listen to the most before he crossed over.

Later, he learned the way of the guqin, and he would play this song whenever he had nothing to do.

In this way, he came to admire his hometown that he could never return to.

Su Yian nodded slightly, without saying much, and soon entered the state.

His slender ten fingers touched the strings, and his movements were smooth and natural.

Countless notes rose, as if they had gathered into a gorgeous movement like a gurgling stream.

As Su Yian's fingers continued to move quickly on the strings.

The whole world slowly changed under the sound of the piano, turning into a golden rice field under the morning light.

At this moment, time and space seemed to overlap and embrace with memories.

The golden light of the morning covered the memory like a veil.

The fragrance of rice floated with the sound of the piano, composing a story called hometown.

At this moment.

Bai Shuhe seemed to have returned to the past.

On the top of the mountain of Hongchen Dao Sect.

She also sat quietly beside Su Yian like this, listening to the only thing that belonged to her.about his story.

It seemed that from that moment on,

Su Yian left an indelible impression in her heart.

He would always accompany herself with various piano pieces that were full of vigor and hope for the future.

In this way, he told himself that there was hope in the world.

Don't sink completely into the darkness, why not walk out of the darkness and see the dawn of the future.

However, the dawn of the future she wanted to see was with Su Yian.

Rather than being alone.

She wanted to see the end of the story, and she hoped to have a name she wanted to see.

At the same time.

A group of uninvited guests also came to the red maple forest.

The void twisted slightly, and ripples appeared.

Soon, several black-robed people with terrifying auras walked out.

"Strange?"

"Isn't it according to reliable information that Su Yian has entered this red maple forest?"

"Why are people gone?"

One of the black-robed people frowned, and his voice was a little unhappy.

"Could it be that the news leaked out and Su Yian noticed it?"

"It's unlikely."

"In terms of intelligence, our Assassination Building has never made mistakes."

Another black-robed man said: "Be careful."

"Su Yian is not a simple guy. He is not only highly regarded by the Taixuan Immortal Pilgrimage."

"And he is a pig in disguise!"

"His own strength seems to be stronger than Chu Qingxian. When we start fighting, don't hold back. It's best to kill him directly and quickly with thundering means without leaving any hidden dangers!"

Assassination Building.

A well-known assassination organization in Taixuan Realm.

Birds die for food, and people die for money.

As long as the reward is generous enough, they dare to take any task and kill anyone.

And the five of them are all assassins on the top list of the assassination organization.

The number of well-known figures who died in their hands,

or even top geniuses, is too many to count with two hands.

This time they received a generous reward from the Zhenguo Mansion and decided to hunt Su Yian.

After yesterday's incident.

Li Moye and the Zhenguo Mansion have completely regarded Su Yian as a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their flesh, and they are eager to get rid of him as soon as possible.

"Okay, Su Yian should be here."

"Try to restrain your breath, don't expose your tracks, and don't let him notice it!"

The black-robed man in the lead is called An Yue, the strongest among them.

Although the other black-robed men felt that it was a bit of a sledgehammer to kill a chicken for several people to join forces to deal with Su Yian.

But they still didn't say much.

Together with An Yue, they began to conduct a carpet search in this red maple forest.

But little did they know that the moment they set foot in this red maple forest.

They were already noticed by Su Yian and Bai Shuhe in the world of music.

"Have you offended anyone recently?"

Bai Shuhe frowned slightly.

"Maybe, and I've already guessed who wants to hire someone to assassinate me."

Su Yian curled his lips.

It must be Li Moye, that petty, intolerant, and nagging little trash.

"It's okay, I can handle it."

Su Yian just stood up, but was pushed back by Bai Shuhe.

"You continue to play the music, continue to play."

Bai Shuhe said coldly: "I'll kill these people."