Lingyun Sect Ancestral Hall......

Ling Jinxuan stood in front of the tablets, she was silent for a long time, looked at the three glasses of wine in front of her and sighed.

She picked up a glass of wine and said, "Father, mother, and daughter, thank you for your nurturing grace, and I salute you for this cup of wine." Then she poured the wine on the ground.

"Today, my daughter is going down the mountain, don't worry, my father and mother, my daughter will drag Murong Yijun to hell! Ling Jinxuan's eyes were red, but she didn't shed tears, she poured out the second cup of wine.

She looked at the tablet next to her: the tablet of the revenant souls in the Ling Mansion. The nine big black characters were placed in front of Ling Jinxuan, she suddenly clenched her fists, and her eyes became very sharp, but they were quickly buried. "I, Ling Jinxuan, will avenge you, Murong Yijun, I won't let it go!" Ling Jinxuan quickly poured out the wine, smashed the wine cup with a "snap", and turned around and left the ancestral hall......

"Jinxuan......" Gu Yunqing smiled reluctantly.

"Father-in-law, I'm leaving" Ling Jinxuan showed a reassuring smile.

"Lingyun Mountain will always be your home." Gu Yunqing didn't say anything more, and said a heartwarming word.

"Hmm!"

"Young master, you must come back alive!" Ye Chenxuan's words contained nostalgia, how he hoped that she would not leave.

"Yes!" Ling Jinxuan gave him affirmation.

"Young master! Treasure! Perhaps, Chu Yan could only give her this sentence.

"You too, we're all fine," Ling Jinxuan still smiled at him. Chu Yan hugged Ling Jinxuan, she was slightly stunned, patted him on the shoulder, and the two of them had no more words.

Ye Chenxuan watched them hug each other, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Bidding farewell to this group of people, Ling Jinxuan glanced at this place where she had lived for two years with tears in her eyes, and it was also the place where her father had lived for half his life, this place ...... stored too much happiness and too much sadness for her and Ling Zixin.

Ling Jinxuan exhaled, wiped away her tears, and silently read in her heart, "I will come back alive, I will!" ”

In an instant, her eyes were full of murderous energy, and she clenched her fists, and her bones "clicked".

She smiled wickedly, the breeze blew, and the hem of her red straight-skirted skirt bloomed in the wind like a flower.

Red, the color of blood, only blood can make Ling Jinxuan remember this deep hatred every minute and every second!

Restraining her smile, she didn't go back down the mountain.

On the mountain, Chu Yan hooked his lips and smiled desolately, looking at her back for a long time and couldn't come back to his senses, "Jinxuan, I'll wait for you to come back...... A tear slowly flowed from his eyes, and he turned around and left.

Ye Chenxuan, who was standing behind Chu Yan, walked out, looked at the bottom of the mountain, slowly closed his eyes again, and left resolutely.