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Gentlely's eyes widened, and the three hundred and twenty-sixth unbelievers stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Do you need me to do something?" ”

Passerby A: "Ah! Pen Immortal? No, no, no! Let's just do it ourselves! Come on, don't you hurry up and take something delicious and drink to serve! ”

“……”

Serve? When is it her turn to be gentle, to eat, sleep, and serve around the clock? Did she have a crippled hand or a broken leg?

All the major sects have returned to normal operation, and the major branches of Wuxinmen have also returned to their responsible areas one after another, and the gangsters who have been incorporated into Wuxintang and the affairs of Wuxintang have all been handed over to Ling Yu, her whole person is almost moldy, Leng Wuxin is discussing with several hall masters of Shen Jiantang about the handover of Wuxinmen, and his precious son is looking for people from the Fox Sect to learn, the old man of Baicao is teaching alchemy all day long, and the blood maple and the Tibetan beast are nowhere to hide all day long, and they don't know where to hide.

Her life seems to have returned to eating, sleeping, drinking tea and planting flowers, playing the piano, painting landscapes, and writing when she is idle.

The more time she spends alone, the more she misses her more.

"I don't know what's going on, it's a year underground, and a day in the sky." Thinking of this, she paused with her hand, feeling a little tired, "Lian'er, help me ......"

She raised her hand, and at this time, there was no soft voice of the red lotus in her ears, no caring greetings, no soft and boneless hands to gently help her up when she felt tired, and no one listened to her at this time.

The feeling of loss came to her heart, blocking her heart so uncomfortable, why is it so uncomfortable?

In such a daze, when I woke up, the sky was already covered with a magnificent orange, which belonged to the beauty of the sunset, as if interpreting the banquet that the world is all about, no matter how strong the light is, there will be times when it will be weakened, and there will be times when it will be swallowed up by darkness.

The emptiness in her heart lasted for a long, long time, so long that she didn't even realize that she had entered a state of perception.

Day after day, perceiving the situation inside, Wen Rou had not stepped out of the courtyard for more than ten days, and felt that some strange maids were busy reporting Leng Wuxin, although he knew that Wen Rou would not do anything to hurt herself, but the worry still occupied his heart, and he simply handed things over to his subordinates to do, and hurried back to the small courtyard.

As soon as he approached, he felt the thick vitality and death blending, vegetation growth, death, growth, death, continuous reincarnation, the guard guarding outside the courtyard saw Leng Wuxin busy is salute, he waved his hand, closed his eyes, and felt the gentle breath like a rippling blue wave, the spring breeze blows, full of gentle breath, this feeling is very short, the vigorous breath turns into a cold and piercing cold, and the forest is as cold as winter snow.

"Everyone retreat, it's enough for me to guard here." She's realizing...... I didn't expect her to make such great progress in such a short period of time, which is incredible and unreasonable......

Spring went to autumn, year after year, seeing the successful completion of the mansion in the wilderness, she did not wake up, the fallen leaves of the small courtyard where the border temporarily settled rotted with time, and when the spring breeze blew, new and tender leaves grew on the branches. On a hot summer day, the lush foliage obscures the harsh sunlight and a little shadow falls on her. In autumn, the chrysanthemums are in full bloom, competing for beauty, and the fallen leaves leave the branches and fall to the ground like butterflies. Winter snow covers everything, and as far as the eye can see, there are no snowflakes on her body......

Plain white robe, with a jade pendant pinned to his waist, the young man who walked in the snow was tough and handsome, his eyebrows were very similar to his father, his footsteps stopped outside the courtyard, his eyes moved from the courtyard entrance to the man who had been practicing cross-legged under the courtyard tree for ten years, and a soft sigh turned into white gas and spit out from between his lips.

"Why are you here?" The man under the tree has a strange lack of half a snowflake, and his dark eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts, full of deterrent momentum, this face that is enough to confuse thousands of women in the world is as cold as this snow.

The young man was silent for a while, his tone was very cold, and the evil aura on his body was very heavy, like a killing god.

The man knew that this teenager had already grown up to have his own responsibilities, and was no longer a child in their arms.

"I'm going to the Immortal Demon Battlefield to train." He flipped his hand, and a white light shot at the man.

The man stretched out his hand to catch it, it was as warm as jade, it was a soul jade.

"If my mother comes out, I will definitely come back." The young man raised his chin slightly, and sparks burned in his dark eyes, "I will go to the heavenly realm with my father and mother to save my brother!" ”

The man was very silent, and did not speak, neither to hold nor to instruct, but to watch the young man take every step firmly, and the snowflakes gradually blurred his figure.

He slowly closed his eyes: Rou Yau, the moment is now enough to be on his own, and by the time you get out, he must have stepped on a new level, and our children are the best.

In a blink of an eye, more than 50 years have passed, and it is another winter, and the snowflakes are falling, dyeing the whole world white again.

The courtyard welcomed a group of guests, and the man dressed in pitch black was the leader, and he brought a piece of news, a bad news.

"Bai Qitian is dead."

The moment the man sitting under the tree opened his eyes, everyone's hearts tightened, their breathing gradually became difficult, and their bodies seemed to weigh millions of pounds.

The man in the lead sighed faintly: "If my sister knows about this, I'm afraid it will be ......"

"Brother-in-law, my sister has been in retreat for more than sixty years, but there are signs of waking up?" This person is Blood Maple.

The man shook his head: "Comprehending heaven and earth is the most special cultivation method in the world, and I can't confirm how long it will take." ”

Blood Feng looked at the courtyard, and there was a deep sadness in his eyes.

"How did Bai Qitian die?"

"A sect that the demon path arose, called Xiangjiang Tower, clashed with the disciples of the Moon Star Sect during the fairy and demon battlefield, Bai Qitian was the leader of the team this time, when negotiating with the other party, because the negotiation failed, the people of Xiangjiang Tower were dissatisfied, and secretly contacted the people in the sect to intercept and kill the Moon Star Sect, Bai Qitian cut off the arm of one of the disciples, and the disciple happened to be the only son of the owner of the Xiangjiang Tower."

"Knowing that the power is not as good as the Moon Star Sect, the owner of the Xiangjiang Building, Dugu Ling, calculated Bai Qitian, Bai Qitian did not expect to fall into Dugu Ling's calculations, he was poisoned, his cultivation was scattered, and he was tortured and killed by Dugu Ling...... "Blood Feng's words couldn't go on.

"I see." His eyes were cold, colder than the ice.

"Then we ......"

"Don't let them die." Leng Wuxin paused, "Where is Bai Qitian's body?" ”

"In the Moon Star Sect." Blood Feng was silent, "Wen Tianya went mad because of this, and almost died. ”

Leng Wuxin looked at the courtyard quietly, remembering the day he took away the tenderness, she was gloomy but with nostalgia, telling him those who treated her.

Zining is her, gentleness is her, and cold smoke is also her...... It doesn't matter who she is, what name she uses......

She always has those who are good to her in her heart.

The kindness of the nurse who treats her as if she was her own, the touching of Wen Tianya's effort, and the warmth of Bai Qitian's sincere treatment...... He will not shake the status of these three people in her heart.

Failing to protect the nurse is the pain of Gentle's life, and now Bai Qitian has also been killed, Wen Tianya has gone mad and almost lost his life in Huangquan, Gentle has been robbed of his own flesh and blood, and Honglian, who has been regarded as a sister for many years, has left her again.

How many more people will she lose?

"Bai Yingjue, Hua Yuhuang and others went to take revenge without authorization, but they were all seriously injured, the Moon Star Sect sent a battle post to Xiangjiang Tower, and Xiangjiang Tower was not suppressed because of this, then the owner of Xiangjiang Mansion seems to have been prepared for a long time, and united the sects that have long been dissatisfied with the Moon Star Sect in the three realms to take over the battle post of the Moon Star Sect."

The matter did not end here, the war that started again in the three realms, although it was only because of the death of a member of the sect, but it unveiled the prelude to a long-planned conspiracy.

Another year passed, and their battle was also fought for a year, and the Demon Star Sea did not mix in, and Blood Feng and the others have been in the dark for so many years, and they have not appeared in the open, which makes many sects start to move, all thinking that they have responded to the news of the ascension, and they are all worried that the Moon Star Sect, which has no gentleness, must be like a bird that has lost its wings, no matter how powerful it is, it can only peck rice with its mouth, without any lethality.

No one wants to give up this piece of fat, and their eyes are blinded by profits.

No one thought that the person they feared in their hearts did not ascend, but felt heaven and earth in a small courtyard in the Death Mountain Range for decades.

Autumn breeze blew into this hidden courtyard, the courtyard that had been hidden for decades was dusty everywhere, and the fallen leaves spread a thick layer on the ground, and the whole courtyard was silent, and there was no trace of human habitation.

The water in the teapot on the stone table has long since dried up, and the woman sitting at the table still maintains the movement of rubbing the walls of the teacup, her long hair has fallen to the ground, like a black waterfall, and her fair skin is faintly revealing a healthy pink, motionless but like a stone sculpture.

There was only the rustle of leaves in the whole courtyard, and a leaf was blown away from the branch by the wind and slowly fell towards the top of the woman's head.

Suddenly, the leaf was quietly pushed away by a soft breath and landed on the stone table in front of the woman.

The long eyelashes trembling slightly, the slowly opening eyes, the enchanting flames scurrying from the depths of the bewitching pupils, the vermilion lips opened slightly and slowly exhaled a breath, and the whole person felt that the aura between heaven and earth was used by her.

The two breaths of life and death that quietly disappeared without a trace alarmed Leng Wuxin, who had been waiting outside.

With a "squeak", the courtyard door was pushed open, and a touch of beautiful and elegant white appeared in his field of vision.

Looking at each other, the man smiled softly like he had never seen before.