"Let's go!"

The middle-aged man looked at Wu Xuan, who was still struggling to get up on the ground, snorted disdainfully, and pulled Ying'er to the front.

"Shall I go now? I want to say a few words to my brother!" But Ying'er stood there and shook her head, looking at the middle-aged man with a pair of big watery eyes pleadingly.

"What else do you have to say to this waste, we don't have time to waste here, from now on, you and him are people of two worlds, he is not worthy of being your brother!" The middle-aged man looked at Ying'er's pleading eyes and said disdainfully again.

"No... You are not allowed to say this about Brother Wu Xuan, he will always be Ying'er's brother, please!"

Hearing the middle-aged man say this about his brother, Ying'er was also angry, and her delicate tone was full of anger.

"Well, the time of a pillar of incense!"

In the end, the middle-aged man was still stubborn and couldn't resist Ying'er's meaning, so he nodded in agreement.

"Thank you!" Ying'er's cheeks showed a hint of joy, nodded at the middle-aged man to express her gratitude, and then rushed towards Wu Xuan.

"Brother Wu Xuan, are you okay?"

Ying'er threw herself in front of Wu Xuan, tears couldn't stop flowing out again, she cried bitterly and helped Wu Xuan up against a piece of bluestone, and then wiped the blood from the corner of Wu Xuan's mouth.

"Ying'er!" Wu Xuan watched Ying'er cry uncontrollably, called Ying'er's name in his mouth, wiped away the tears on Ying'er's cheeks with trembling hands, and then said:

"You remember, this is the last time you shed tears, and you must be strong in the future!"

If Ying'er leaves, she will be alone in the future, and this is also the last request of Wu Xuan and Ying'er before the next meeting.

When Wu Xuan said this, his other hand kept pinching his thigh, trying to restrain his emotions, Wu Xuan knew that if he angered the middle-aged man in front of him, then Ying'er would be completely hopeless.

"Brother!woo~~"

Hearing Wu Xuan's entrustment, Ying'er couldn't control her out-of-control emotions anymore, and like a wounded bird, she plunged into Wu Xuan's arms and whined in pain.

Wu Xuan's body was already seriously injured, and when Ying'er threw himself into his arms, Wu Xuan's body stiffened obviously, but it was only stiffened, and then Wu Xuan had a smile on his face, and stretched out his palm to caress Ying'er's hair.

"Ying'er, don't worry, I'll look for you after a while!" Listening to Ying'er's crying, Wu Xuan looked up at the night sky and muttered again:

"Ten years, ten years at most!"

"Really?"

Ying'er, who was crying bitterly in Wu Xuan's arms, looked up at Wu Xuan at this time, wanting to get Wu Xuan's affirmation.

"Yes, brother, when did I lie to you!" Wu Xuan stared at Ying'er with his eyes, nodded seriously, and made his promise.

"Arrogant and ignorant!" Listening to Wu Xuan's conversation, the middle-aged man sneered, he laughed at Wu Xuan's ignorance and arrogance.

In his opinion, Wu Xuan, a guy who didn't even know about the Wasteland, said that he would go to the Wasteland to find them, it was simply wishful thinking, and besides, Wu Xuan was seriously injured now, even if he was lucky enough not to die, I am afraid that there would be no way to continue cultivating in the future.

"Okay, what you should say has been said, we should go!" Looking at the conversation between the brother and sister, the middle-aged man was a little impatient now, so he interrupted the conversation between the two and urged Ying'er to speak.

"Oh, oh.. Okay!!" Hearing the middle-aged man's impatient tone, Ying'er wiped the tears on her cheeks again, and hurriedly agreed to get up.

"No matter what happens to Ying'er, you must wait for me!"

Ying'er just wanted to get up and leave, but Wu Xuan grabbed his little hand, stared at Ying'er, and asked again.

"Uh-huh!" Looking at Wu Xuan's firm eyes, Ying'er also nodded seriously.

Wu Xuan saw Ying'er nodding, so he smiled reassuringly, then looked at the middle-aged man again, and then asked:

"Senior, I don't know the name of my predecessor, I will repay my predecessor for not killing me today!"

When Wu Xuan said the last sentence, his fists clenched unconsciously.

"Hmph, it's okay for you to tell you this waste, but you have to remember my name clearly, I am the deputy sect master of the Wasteland Bright Holy Sect, Jiang Tianxing!"

Wu Xuan's action naturally fell in the eyes of the middle-aged man, but he didn't care, snorted lightly, and said his identity.

In Jiang Tianxing's view, a waste like Wu Xuan is only worthy of struggling to survive in this barren land on the Xituo border, even if he tells Wu Xuan's identity, he and Wu Xuan may not meet again in this life.

"Deputy Sect Master of the Bright Holy Sect, Jiang Tianxing!" Wu Xuan's eyes stared at Jiang Tianxing tightly, as if he wanted to completely engrave this person's appearance in his mind.

"You may not know what Jiang Tianxing's three meanings mean now, but when you have the opportunity to enter the Wasteland, you will know what these three words represent in the Wasteland!" Jiang Tianxing said slowly.

Jiang Tianxing was condescending, and after finishing speaking, he directly grabbed Ying'er's wrist, took a few steps forward with his back to Wu Xuan, and suddenly stopped his figure again, and turned his head to look at Wu Xuan:

"Hehe, the kid is looking forward to our chance to meet again!"

"Brother Wu Xuan!" Ying'er also looked back at Wu Xuan reluctantly, her throat was constantly choked, and her big eyes were red and swollen.

"Good, the next time we meet, don't you cry like this!hiss~~" Wu Xuan looked at Ying'er's red and swollen eyes, and said with a smile and teasingly, it may be that Wu Xuan's smile is a little big, which affects the wound and makes Wu Xuan hiss.

"Brother Wu Xuan!" Seeing Wu Xuan's painful appearance, Ying'er wanted to come over to help Wu Xuan, but Jiang Tianxing's wrist grabbed Ying'er.

"We don't have time!" Jiang Tianxing said to Ying'er, then pulled Ying'er back, his eyes looked in the other direction of the Beishan wasteland, and shouted in a deep voice:

"For the sake of your pavilion master's face, I will spare your life, and it won't be like this next time!"

"Linlang Pavilion, Pavilion Guard, meet the seniors!" As Jiang Tianxing's words fell, a man dressed in black turned out from behind a tree in Beishan, and the words Linlang Pavilion were also engraved on the man's black-clothed mansion.

"Humph!"

Jiang Tianxing didn't pay attention to the visit of the Linlang Pavilion Guard, snorted coldly, pointed his toes on the ground, and pulled Ying'er directly into the air, Ying'er and the two finally glanced back at Wu Xuan on the ground, and then the two turned into a streamer in the night sky and disappeared into the sky.

"Wait for me.."

Wu Xuan leaned on the bluestone, his eyes looked at the night sky that was crossed by the streamer, and muttered in a weak voice, although Wu Xuan's voice was not loud, but it landed firmly.

"Young Master Wu Xuan, I'll take you back to Linlang Pavilion! Young Master, I will find a way to recover your injuries with the chief manager!" After Jiang Tianxing was completely lost, the pavilion guards of Linlang Pavilion were going to come over to support Wu Xuan, wanting to bring Wu Xuan back to Linlang Pavilion.

"Leave me alone, I have a way to recover from my injuries, you go back first, let me stay here for a while!"

After Wu Xuan finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to the Linlang Pavilion Guard, but looked at the starry sky in the night sky, and the direction Jiang Tianxing went away, and didn't speak.

The pavilion guard of Linlang Pavilion looked at Wu Xuan's current appearance, and he didn't say anything, sighed, and disappeared into the night.

In the entire Beishan wasteland, only Wu Xuan was left, leaning lonely next to the boulder, looking up at the starry sky...