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When he woke up, the sounds in his ears were ups and downs, awakening Yu Huan's vague consciousness little by little. There were excitement, sighs, and regrets. The joys, anger, sorrows, and joys were the best summary of the world. In his hazy consciousness, he vaguely heard some different voices around him: "Is this person dead?" Yu Huan felt sore all over, couldn't get up, and couldn't open his eyes. He couldn't really be dead.

"You... Why did you come to the Kunyin Sect?" Weiyu said, holding the stone with both hands, barely holding on. "Why, my lady is here, but I can't come?" Qu Chi put one hand on the stone wall and whispered with his back to her. "You'd better not talk nonsense" Weiyu said weakly and reluctantly. "We have made an engagement. I'm afraid no one in the sect doesn't know about it." Since he was a child, he was despised by his family because he was born an idiot. He was sent to the Kunyin Sect in the hope of being trained. More than ten years later, Weiyu was found to have a fiancé inexplicably.