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"Murong Yin..."

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"You were the first to believe me, and you found me when you were most alone and helpless."

His smile shone with a gentle, jade-like radiance, yet possessed a heartwarming power. "Therefore, in this life, I, Murong Yin, will never betray you!"

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He never doubted her; she no longer wanted to harm him, but it was too late to save him!

In this world, she didn't love him, but he was the one who gave her the most love!

Zhan Yu stood stiffly with her back to them.

He heard her desperate cries, and his dark eyes held a suffocating pain. He gripped the sword tightly in his hand and left without a word.

The moment he stepped out of the dungeon, his heart felt as if it had been boiled in water, and he was in unbearable pain. He suddenly drew his Qingming sword and swung it wildly at a spruce tree a few steps away. In an instant, the killing intent that had condensed into ice was terrifying and could almost shatter everything in the world!

The towering spruce tree was cleaved in half and crashed to the ground!

After that deafening roar, the world fell into a deathly silence.

Zhan Yu stood blankly in front of the dungeon door for a long time. Finally, without turning his head, he slowly reached out and locked the cell door behind him. Then, he leaned weakly against the cold door and closed his eyes in despair.

turn out to be……

Even a heart that he had kept cold and closed off for so many years can feel this pain!

This is...unbearable pain!

****** ******

Two days later, inside the Flower Valley Cave.

East Garden.

The ancient divine weapon, the Xuanbing Bow, lay quietly on the rosewood table. Sunlight streamed in from the window, making the bow's surface as clear as jade, with a subtle, flawless luster.

This Xuanbing Bow is a divine weapon that every martial artist dreams of!

In an instant, it gathers the enemy's killing intent and true energy, forming a colorless arrow that pierces the enemy's body with the power to split mountains and cleave the earth. Even if a god were to be reborn, it would be extremely difficult to escape.

Ye Chuhan was almost defeated by this bow.

However, at this moment, it has become a plaything in the hands of Ye Chuhan of the Tianshan Snow Sect.

"Don't think I don't know..."

Frosty white fingers silently glided across the Xuanbing Bow. Ye Chuhan gazed at the pond outside the window. The pond was still and undisturbed, and his voice was just as quiet.

"Lotus, you always have Murong Yin in your heart."

"Lotus is not here." Behind him, Lotus remained unmoved.

Ye Chuhan suddenly turned around, his sharp and deep gaze, like that of a white fox, fixed on the center of Lianhua's eyes, and for the first time in his life, a smile vanished from his lips.

Don't lie to me!

"..." Lotus's lips turned as white as snow. She tried to compose herself and opened her mouth again, "Lotus did not lie. Lotus has never cared about Murong Yin."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder.

Lotus stared in shock as Ye Chuhan's eyes were already close to hers. His hand gripped her shoulder tightly, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to crush it.

Lotus frowned in pain, "Sect Master..."

The next second, that stunningly handsome face was right in front of her. Ye Chuhan approached her, his eyes filled with icy coldness and murderous intent. His thin lips parted, and every word he uttered was breathtaking.

"Lotus, have you stayed at Murong Manor for too long and forgotten who I am?! Did you really think... you could fool me... You've treated me like this, you've truly betrayed my love for you..."

Ye Chuhan's eyes were like two cold, deep pools, capable of drowning lotus flowers.

Lotus opened her clear eyes wide and gazed silently into Ye Chuhan's smiling eyes. Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced her heart. She quietly asked, "What exactly is love in your eyes?"

Ye Chuhan was suddenly taken aback.

"The love you see is suspicion, it's torment..."

Lotus's face was calm and somber, her voice tinged with pain and a hint of weary despair, "It's a selfish possessiveness that would rather hurt others than suffer oneself, a willful trampling and destruction... You've never loved anyone because you've never trusted anyone, you're afraid of betrayal because you hate..."

"shut up!"

Lotus's chin was gripped tightly, and Ye Chuhan interrupted her with an angry shout. His narrow eyes were no longer smiling; instead, they seemed to be sparking with anger.

"Stop spouting such arrogant and presumptuous nonsense in front of me!"

He was furious!

It's because she touched a nerve, a sore spot he never dared to let anyone know. How dare she say it so brazenly?!

"lotus……"

Ye Chuhan gripped her shoulder tightly with one hand, pinning her in front of him, while his other hand moved up from her chin, his slender fingers gently touching her slightly pale lips.