The next day, the rooster crows at dawn.

The dawn of a snowy night always comes earlier than usual, and the market that has been silent all night begins to wake up again.

Looking down from the sky, the streets are gradually becoming crowded with pedestrians in groups of threes and threes, and carriages passing by have left countless tracks on the slush.

Contrary to the prosperity of waking up at dawn is the Yanliu Lane near the river.

The bustling streets at night seemed extremely quiet at dawn. Most of the waiters and patrons who had worked hard all night fell asleep at this moment. Only a few carriages drove out from the stables.

A ray of sunlight pierced the clouds, reflected into the room, and shone on the face of the man sleeping on the wooden collapse.

Bathing in the morning light seemed to make him feel a little uncomfortable, and his originally peaceful face gradually frowned, and then suddenly opened his eyes at a certain moment.

After staring at the unfamiliar bed tent for a few breaths, a dull doubt flashed across Xu Yuan's chaotic eyes.

But before he could think about it, a female voice suddenly sounded in his heart:

"Are you awake?"

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Listening to this familiar female voice, Xu Yuan's slow thinking took two seconds to remember who the owner of this voice was:

".You didn't say a word during the whole journey. I thought you were mute."

Luo Xiran snorted coldly:

"I'm rude. I'm acting this way. Isn't it because I'm worried that you, a brat, have some rift in your heart? If I meet that contemporary saint, can you rest assured?"

"Oh, that's really thoughtful."

Forcing a smile, Xu Yuan struggled to sit up from the bed while rubbing his swollen temples, looking around.

The sight he saw surprised him.

The large wing room is antique, with a screen embroidered with pictures of ladies, a precious guqin, a sandalwood chessboard, a tea table and other elegant appliances. There is even a stage about ten meters away from the bed.

Seeing these furnishings, Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes in pain.

Check bar

Why is it in the check box?

Leaning on the soft couch at the head of the bed and rubbing the center of his eyebrows vigorously, Xu Yuan wanted to recall, but all he felt was that his mind was filled with mush.

It was as if someone had thrust a stick into his brain, and then stirred it up violently.

As soon as the thoughts are running, nausea, dizziness and other discomforts will come to mind.

Stopping his thoughts, Xu Yuan asked with a dry voice and a hint of pain:

"..Where are we?"

Luo Xiran did not reply immediately, and remained silent for a few breaths. A breeze stirred up, and a beautiful shadow emerged from the blood stone.

Luo Xiran's lotus boots landed on the ground, her temperament was calm, she glanced at the kid with a painful expression, and uttered two words:

"Tick the bar."

"Of course I know it's Goulan."

Xu Yuan raised his eyes with some difficulty and glared at the old woman: "What I'm asking is why are you here?"

Luo Xiran chuckled lightly, walked to the tea tray in the room and knelt down, without showing off:

"Wu Yuan brought you here."

"Qingyan."

Xu Yuan bit the corner of his lip and raised his eyebrows: "Where is she?"

Luo Xiran fiddled with the tea sets on the short tea table and replied softly:

"After watching you all night, someone informed me that they wanted to see her, so I went out."

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Someone wants to see her.

These words were like an introduction, causing the memories before last night's coma to gradually flow into Xu Yuan's mind.

The cracked black silk wrapped around her chest, Tian Yan's stick, the great sense of security, and the look in her eyes when she looked at him.

As the memory was fixed on her pair of divine gold eyes, Xu Yuan lowered his dark eyes and suddenly a hint of gold appeared.

And at the moment when the golden light appeared,

The nauseating and dizzy discomfort before coma last night also came to my mind again, and spread rapidly in my heart.

Stop remembering, the discomfort immediately fades away, and the golden glow in your eyes gradually dissipates.

Leaning alone on the bed, there is silence.

A long while,

Luo Xiran's smiling voice sounded, her voice gentle:

"Kid, it seems that your innate Taoist understanding is a bit poor."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan narrowed his eyes:

"Do you know what happened last night?"

Luo Xiran looked at him with a hint of interest:

"What do you think? I was once a saint, and I was also one of the candidates for the saint."

The words fell into silence.

Although he was still dizzy, as the confusion when he first woke up gradually faded away, Xu Yuan's thinking speed gradually began to recover, and he murmured in a low voice:

"Alternate Saintess.?"

Although he has just entered the path of spiritual practice for more than a year, the internal reference of the Xiangfu has given him a vision far beyond that of ordinary great masters.

The strange phenomenon just now was obviously due to Tian Yan leaving something for him.

As for what is left.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan raised his eyes to look at the leisurely woman over there, licked his dry lips, and uttered three words:

"Yan Tian Jue?"

Luo Xiran's eyes were slightly surprised:

"You brat actually know that?"

Xu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, chuckled lightly, leaned on the soft couch at the head of the bed, and explained in a low voice:

"I know something. Your brother once told me that only the Soul Chapter of Yan Tian Jue can restore my memory."

Luo Xiran's hands playing with the tea set froze slightly, and his brows furrowed slightly:

"Why does this guy tell you everything?"

Xu Yuan glanced at her, used the Blood Yuan Heart Destruction Art to suppress the discomfort in his heart, and said with a chuckle:

"Everyone has defected, so I can speak this information without any scruples."

As he spoke, the Bloody Origin Heart Destruction Technique had already relieved the nausea and discomfort in his heart.

The dry voice regained its warmth again, and Xu Yuan's voice was filled with ridicule:

"And even if he doesn't tell me, Xiran, aren't you going to tell me now?"

Luo Xiran's face gradually became serious, staring at Xu Yuan:

"I am willing to reveal it because Saint Tianyan handed over the technique to you first."

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After looking at each other for a moment, Xu Yuan smiled and shook his head.

Her words made it clear that although she would not betray him, she would also not betray Jiantian Pavilion.

Thinking about it, Xu Yuan slowly stood up from the bed, walked to the futon opposite Luo Xiran and sat down, picked up the tea that the other party had just poured and drank it in one gulp, staring at her:

"So, can you tell me how to practice this technique now?"

Luo Xiran seemed to be used to the other party's rudeness, and filled up a glass again:

"I just said it, understanding."

Xu Yuan put down his tea cup and frowned slightly:

"What do you mean?"

Luo Xiran smiled with bright eyes and pushed the tea cup in front of him:

"The Yantian Stone Stele, did my brother tell you about this?"

Xu Yuan lowered his eyes and glanced at the rippling tea:

"I told you, it seems to be the sacred object of the Jiantian Pavilion?"
To be continued...