The leader of the Tiangang League came in person, and the matter at the South Gate came to an end soon, this place was not far from the Tiangang League, and everyone immediately rushed to the Tiangang League, Yun Jin was worried about bringing Mu Shuliang back to the Empty Cicada Sect, and soon took the initiative to say goodbye to everyone.

Everyone couldn't keep her, and they had to watch her leave.

Knowing that it was inconvenient for her to go back, Zhang Yu specially gave the carriage to Yun Jin, Yun Jin nodded unceremoniously and thanked him, and soon returned to the car, and after tidying up the people in the car, he came to the car again and said goodbye to everyone again.

In the crowd, Su Qi, who was originally silent, suddenly spoke: "Not long ago, I received a letter from the Mu family, and the messenger was Fang Yu. ”

Yun Jin's movements paused slightly, and he looked at Su Qi.

Su Qi then said, "He's awake?"

Calm as Su Qi, there are also vague emotions in his words.

He had already read Fang Yu's letter, and he should have known that Mu Shuliang had woken up, but now that he asked like this, Yun Jin knew that what he wanted to ask was not "whether he was awake", but "whether he was still there".

Yun Jin was silent for a long time, shook his head slightly, and the voice in his chest didn't seem to be his own voice: "Senior brother is gone." ”

There was another moment of silence, and after the silence, Su Qi lowered his eyes and said, "You go back." ”

"Take care, leader. ”

After a night of fighting, the morning light rose again, the Tiangang Alliance and the injured disciples of Qianyuan Peak watched from afar, Yun Jin drove the carriage and set foot on the journey back to the Empty Cicada Sect again, and when the carriage turned around, he heard Su Qi's voice coming slowly behind him: "If you are willing to wait, maybe one day, he can come back." ”

The words were crushed by the fine wind, and when they came into her ears, there were three points of blur, Yun Jin suddenly heard this, and a throbbing suddenly welled up in her chest, and she immediately stopped her horse and turned around, looking at the person who spoke from a distance.

In the crowd, Su Qi hung his hands slightly, the hem of his clothes fluttered, his eyes stood quietly, and there was no landscape in his eyes.

How to change the past, how to bring back the deceased, no one in the world can give an answer.

This sentence was like a meaningless comfort at the end of the road, but at this moment, Yun Jin chose to believe it.

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The Sky Cicada Sect lives on top of the snowy peaks, and it is a place that cannot be reached by a carriage. Leaving the avenue, Yun Jin let go of the horse, gave up the carriage, and then stepped on the mountain road with Mu Shuliang on his back.

She has walked this mountain road countless times, but she has never felt that her steps are so heavy today, she stepped on the bluestone with thin snow step by step, in an empty mountain wind, she recalled her past from the beginning of her memory, sixteen years are long, but most of what is left is in a hurry, she was shocked to realize that the life that she thought was miserable and dark, can not get along with Mu Shuliang for seven days. The man left the most colorful mark in her life, and then, the curtain came to an end.

That man's life was originally like this, in just twenty-five years, he exhausted all his mental strength in advance, leaving countless thoughts for others.

Then she started laughing.

Mu Shuliang was still lying on her back, just like when she was in the secret passage of Yingzhou, when she was in the secret passage, she was only looking forward to being able to finish it quickly, and quickly reach the place they wanted to go, but now that she recalled it, she felt that if that narrow secret passage could never be completed, how good it would be.

"Senior brother. ”

"What were you like twenty-five years ago?"

The sound of the wind could not respond to her question, she lowered her eyes and looked at the road under her feet, step by step.

She actually knew that for a long time in the past, she had been searching for traces left by him from everywhere, and his story was in everyone's mouth, in everyone's memory.

The gentle and elegant head of the Mu family, the pillar of the top beam in the younger generation of the Central Plains, the most respected senior brother of the Empty Cicada Sect, the only person who can command the Tiangang League except for the leader of the Tiangang League, the person who makes the unparalleled military advisors of the Ten Continents afraid of Baili Qing, the person who allows the old island master to trust the treasure with confidence, and the person who makes Liang Yongdu, the number one in the world, have to be guarded against.

The twenty-five years he hurried through were brighter and more magnificent than the hundreds of years of life of others, just like the seven days he woke up to walk with her.

She suddenly understood.

Mu Shuliang is also unwilling.

So the more unwilling, the more vigorous it is.

That was the path Mu Shuliang chose for herself, and in the future, it will also become her path.

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When Yun Jin returned to the Empty Cicada Sect, the mountain gate was still the same as before, she carried a long row of footprints on the snow, and saw the main hall not far away, and there was a corner missing next to the main hall, which was poked down by the sword of the alliance leader Su Qi when everyone from the Tiangang Alliance came to save people. In the next month, everyone sewed and mended up in the main hall, and other places were mended, but only that place was left under the saying of plum dyed clothes.

He said that the Empty Cicada Sect will always remember, remember the time when the people of the Three Sects and Seven Sects came to help, remember this kindness, and there will always be a day to return it in the future.

Now the gap was slightly open, revealing a different color in a patch of white snow, and some of the snow drifted down from there, into the corner of the main hall, where a thick snowdrift had accumulated.

Hua Qing was sweeping the snow there in a snow-white empty cicada sect disciple uniform, if it weren't for the broom in her hand waving all the time, she would have almost merged with this ice and snow.

Yun Jin tried to distinguish the outlines of his limbs from the snow-white man, only to feel the snow dazzling, and he couldn't help but redden.

"Hua Qing!" she shouted to the place as she stood outside the square with the person on her back.

The person who was sweeping the snow heard the sound, stopped his movements and raised his head, and at a glance, he found Yun Jin who was covered in embarrassment in the snow. She was stunned for a moment, and then the smile widened on her face, and she responded to Yun Jin's call loudly, and then waved her hand and hurriedly ran inside.

Yun Jin stood in place in a daze, since he left the Empty Cicada Sect and then came back, there was only a little more than a month in between, but too many things had happened in this month, and he had experienced too many lives and deaths.

She waited in place, and after a short time, she saw Hua Qing running back from behind in a hurry, and forgot to put down the broom in her hand.

And behind her, followed by Mei Shuangmeng, Wen Si, Jin Shuang, Li Bi and others, and even Mei Ranyi, who was reluctant to go out on weekdays, walked silently behind the crowd with a sword.

The Empty Cicada Sect had also heard about what had happened in the past few days, so when they heard that Yun Jin had returned, everyone immediately rushed over.

Looking at Yun Jin's embarrassed appearance, looking at Mu Shuliang, who was also embarrassed and lost his breath, the smiles on everyone's faces disappeared slightly, and they also had guesses about Yun Jin's experience in the past month.

Mei Ranyi came to Yun Jin in silence and picked up Mu Shuliang from behind Yun Jin.

Yun Jin's eyes were fixed on Mu Shuliang, and he said astringently after a while: "I'm sorry...... I didn't get my brother back. ”

She knew that she and Mu Shuliang had made such a big move in Shizhou, everyone should have heard of it, and she also knew that she was not the only one who was looking forward to Mu Shuliang's return and worried about him.

She tried her best, but she still couldn't bring the person back, but even so, she still had to hurry. So she swallowed everything into her heart, she was silent and calm all the way, even if it was sad, she only allowed it for a moment. Then she sent people back through the wind and snow, and it was not until she saw the familiar Empty Cicada Sect Sect and set foot in this place where she had been for many years that she finally seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and all the exhaustion and sadness came to her heart, and she cried out at a loss.

Then she was taken into a warm embrace.

Mei Shuangmeng gently stroked her hair and said softly, "It's okay, Yun Jin, it's okay." ”

"It's good to be back. ”

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At this time, the ten continents, Zuzhou Island.

In the huge pit, the original hundreds of prisons have been opened at this time, and the darkness is empty and devours every cell, standing at the central golden pool and looking around, it is like countless empty eyes watching here.

The water in the golden pool, which had dried up due to Yun Jin's control, had now been filled again.

A heavy cage hung high above the golden pool, and inside the cage sat a young man in a tattered cloth robe, covered in scars.

"You are the most beloved disciple of the island master, you shouldn't do such a thing. Outside the cage, on the side of the golden pond, Baili stood lightly with his hands in his hands, his face reflecting the color of the golden pond, a little more solemn than before.

The person in the cage was Wei Zhuo, he couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and after laughing twice, he couldn't help choking out a mouthful of blood, he looked down at the blood at his feet, and frowned dissatisfiedly: "The way he loves is really interesting." ”

"Wei Zhuo. Baili frowned lightly, very dissatisfied with his words.

Wei Zhuo's eyebrows raised slightly: "In the past, he asked me to save people, but now I just listened to his words and saved two people, is it wrong?"

"You don't understand the painstaking work of the island owner at all. ”

"Tell me what happened to him?"

Baili sighed helplessly, shook his head and said: "I don't want to tell you this, the island owner said that when you can figure it out, I will let you out." ”

"What if I can't figure it out?"

Baili was about to turn around and leave, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but look back at the man again, and then he said firmly: "You will think clearly." ”

Wei Zhuo scoffed, and then said, "What about the others?"

Baili Qing understood how clearly, and only knew for a moment why he was asking, and he said lightly: "The island owner personally took action, and that group of traitors suffered a lot of casualties, and Elder Geng fled to the Central Plains with the rest of the people." Huazhi couldn't catch the kid in black, but he had nowhere to hide, and he would always be able to catch it in the future. ”

"What about Huan Luo?" Wei Zhuo asked with a frown.

"That's the biggest traitor on the ten continents. Baili lightly mentioned this person, his face also changed, and he said in a deep voice, "You are in a cage now, you can't care so much." ”

Wei Zhuo snorted lightly: "I can't inquire about things when I'm in the cage?"

Baili was silent, and only after a while did he say: "He escaped with serious injuries, and I can't find any trace of him for the time being, but Shizhou will definitely do everything to search, no matter how far he hides in the world, we will also catch him." ”

Wei Zhuo sat in the cage with his knees crossed, and did not respond, but his expression sank.

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Central Plains, Yingcheng.

It was a small city near the South China Sea, remote and unrelated to strife, but now it was smoke, but the people of the city lived a peaceful life, as if they were unaware of any suffering.

And under such a quiet town and a peaceful moonlight, the young innkeeper Ji Fu was sitting under the window, outlining the needlework in her hand by the light and moonlight.

The □□ had arrived, but the sky was still cold, and the cold wind was blowing, so she couldn't help but put down her needle and thread, rubbed her hands that were about to freeze, and turned around to take a piece of clothing from the bedside and drape it over her body.

The lights on the table flickered, and the room suddenly went dark.

It was only when the light was bright again that she turned around.

Then he saw a tall but thin man covered in blood, dressed in tatters, holding a short knife in his hand.

The man leaned against the window, hanging his hands weakly and gasping, so weak that he looked like he would die in the next moment, but he opened his eyes, and his eyes shone in the moonlight, extremely clear, and he looked at Ji Fu like this.

Ji Fu's heart jumped for no reason, and he couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to see his appearance clearly.

Then she saw a face that was different from the hideous scars all over her body, and looked a little handsome.

Stunned, she heard the man's hoarse voice: "Mandarin ducks playing in the water, beautiful." ”

Ji Fu was stunned again, and then looked back and saw that the embroidery he put on the table was the mandarin duck playing in the water.

She then looked at the man, who coughed lightly, clutched his broken wound and said, "Can I stay here for one night?"

Ji Fu stared into his eyes for a long time before nodding.

So from now on, in the Furong Inn in Yingcheng, there will be an accountant who loves to talk and drink, but he doesn't like to work.

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As the years pass, the years change, some people are repeating the stories of the past, and some people are starting a new day.

The battle continued, and there were predecessors in the Central Plains Righteous Path who fell, and there were also young disciples who stood up from the crowd. The life of a cultivator is always long, and time will not bring much change.

So far, fifty years have passed, in a hurry. 166 Reading Network