Murong Yun knew deeply that she herself was inferior to Yun Shi, whether it was her natural strength as a god descendant or her cultivation plan as a formation cultivator, she was inferior. She was able to calculate Yun Shi before, more or less because of Yun Shi's deliberate actions, which hit her really hard, big enough for her to be disheartened, especially after the "Nine Days Thunder Tribulation".

Everyone thought that she had let Xianhuameng win, but only she knew that she had lost, and she had lost very completely, so that she couldn't concentrate on dealing with the next tigers, leopards and jackals, so she could only shrink up and slowly reconcile herself so that she could be strong again.

The voices outside bothered her these days, and she couldn't refute a word, because she couldn't let anyone notice what was wrong with her. It wasn't until she heard the footsteps of "tuk tuk" at the door that she finally felt a little relaxed, and she finally waited for the person she was waiting for.

A crack was opened in the door of the room, and the strong sunlight shone in, making her face pale and shaking like a demon who could not see the sun.

As soon as Luo Yiheng saw Murong Yun like this, he immediately closed the door again, and then quickly ran to her side, grabbed her hand tightly and said, "No, nothing, their breath has disappeared, even if it is the residual trajectory of the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, you can't find their breath anymore, you can't find any trace of them in the whole world, they are really dead!" ”

"No, there isn't." Murong Yun shook her head flatly, she didn't seem to have any interest in the news that Luo Yiheng brought her, "They must not be dead, this is not their end." ”

"And what do you think they should do?" Luo Yiheng looked at her with burning eyes, and even in front of his eyes, he could only see a vague shadow in the darkness.

"I don't know, it's not the end anyway." Murong Yun still replied listlessly.

"Xiaotong, what are you thinking, if you don't tell me, how can I help you?" Luo Yiheng said anxiously, "I have mobilized all the forces that the Sword Heng Sect can mobilize, but I can't find them, even if there is no news from the Nanlu side." The saint who you said had problems is still there, and her position is becoming more and more stable. Why do you think they're still alive just because that person is Mr. Yunda? ”

"Haven't you all noticed a problem?" The shadow finally moved in the darkness, and seemed to look up at him.

Luo Yiheng immediately asked, "What's the problem?" ”

"We all know that Yun Shi has a 'five-element chaos' on her body, which is why we can't really interrogate her." Murong Yun said faintly, "However, when the Ink Delirium fell from the sky that day, he hugged her and did not disappear in the 'Five Yuan Chaos'. ”

Luo Yiheng frowned, recalling the scene of that day, and said with some disbelief: "Maybe it's because the realm of Mo Er Gongzi is higher, and he can hold on for a moment longer, and the next moment he hugs her, the last heavenly thunder falls, of course we can't see him go up in smoke, because they are all in ashes!" ”

"No, it's not." Murong Yun shook his head and said, "How strong is the 'Five Yuan Chaos', and how many people can hold it?" Moreover, according to ancient records, the final power of the 'Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation' should be very pure, but I clearly felt the chaos. People like her, as long as they have visions, should not be underestimated. ”

"You think of Yun Shi too much!" Luo Yiheng grabbed her shoulders and said excitedly, "I know that since the day you started practicing, you have always regarded Mr. Yunda of the Cloud Gate as a role model. But how old is Yun Shi, what if she is a genius? She's just a little girl in her 200s! Even if she learns all the things of her father, she is still an ordinary person after all, and she will be betrayed, abandoned, and die! ”

"Nope." Murong Yun's voice finally reflected a hint of a smile, but it was still a frustrated smile, "You forget, she is not an ordinary person, and neither am I." ”

Luo Yiheng paused, as if he was about to lose something, and hugged the figure in the darkness tightly in his arms, he said quickly, repeatedly, and said very firmly: "No, you are, you are a real ordinary person!" You have always been the girl in my heart, an ordinary girl! ”

"Ordinary? That's right, I've finally made myself ordinary......" Murong Yun leaned weakly against his chest and laughed self-deprecatingly, "...... Like an ordinary person, you can't afford to lose......"

"What can't afford to lose, what have you lost?" Luo Yiheng hugged her tightly, "What if she lives?" But she has lost the Cloud Gate, she has lost everything, and there is only one ink delirium by her side at most. But you're not the only one by your side, you have the entire Sword Heng Sect, and you have the entire Xianhua Alliance. When it comes to gambling books, we have so much more than her! ”

"Sword Heng Sect...... Xianhua Meng...... "Murong Yun sneered lightly, "It's not mine." ”

"Then let them be yours!" Luo Yiheng said, suddenly raised his hand, and the heavy curtains that were tightened around him were pulled open together, and the light of midsummer shone in, strongly as if to drive away all the darkness.

And Murong Yun was part of the darkness, she covered her face, trembled, and curled up in Luo Yiheng's arms.

And Luo Yiheng hugged him like this, and said very firmly: "We didn't start from scratch, even if we started from scratch? We can still take all these things that don't belong to us one by one! Xiaotong, you are still the same Xiaotong, let me see your ambition again, let me see that you are really standing at the pinnacle of the world. Now these are nothing, even if the sky falls, I am taller than you, and I will support you first! ”

Murong Yun covered her face with her five fingers apart, and looked up at Luo Yiheng, her face was pale, her eyes were bloodshot, but she finally had a hint of brilliance.

Luo Yiheng took her hand off her face, held her cheek and said, "Why are you losing?" The first has been rectified by you, and you will be the first in the world. Even if you lose to Yun Shi, are you willing to lose to Ziming again? Lose to Heyin, who is not even a formation cultivator? Lose to those cats and dogs who can't even mention their names? This is not you Jiang Sutong! ”

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At the same time, in the meditation hall of the Lei Yin Pavilion, Zi Ming, as the Great Elder, was turning the rosary in his hand and sincerely reciting the scriptures. Suddenly, his rosary stopped, he opened his eyes slightly, and did not turn back, but said, "Is the Sword Heng Sect still there?" ”

(End of chapter)