"Senior brother, what should I do?"

Wu Qingfeng was very unwilling, he grabbed Yu Wenjun's arm, and his face was extremely serious.

"Ning Fan now has the protection of the sect master in the sect, and we have no way to start at all. ”

Wu Qingfeng thought that his disciple Jian Yunyang was abolished and cultivated into a dantian, and his heart ached incomparably.

Although Jian Yunyang practiced the Demon Clan's exercises, no matter what, he was his Wu Qingfeng disciple.

That is his Wu Qingfeng's face, and he is his apprentice who Wu Qingfeng has taught and studied for many years.

The feelings are still there.

Even if Jian Yunyang's cultivation is abolished, then he can only be abolished by Wu Qingfeng.

Why let the wine sword fairy come to waste?

"Since you abolished my apprentice, I will let your apprentice die a good death. ”

The moment Wu Qingfeng's cultivation was abolished from Jian Yunyang, he had an obsession.

Yu Wenjun glanced at Wu Qingfeng's hand holding his arm.

His eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Wu Qingfeng.

"Since you can't kill him inside the Sword Sect, then kill him outside the sect. ”

"But what if he doesn't go out?" Wu Qingfeng worried.

"Then get him out. Yu Wenjun raised his eyebrows.

"But what if he is still indifferent?" Wu Qingfeng asked again.

"Then force him out. Yu Wenjun's eyes contracted.

"How do you force it?" Wu Qingfeng's eyes lit up.

"You forgot, how did Nie Mad get out?" Yu Wenjun suddenly smiled.

"You mean?" Wu Qingfeng's eyes widened and he was excited.

"That's right, just let him go out, he, it's time to go out, if it's right, it should be the ninth layer of Jian Yuan. ”

Wu Qingfeng's shoulder was suddenly slapped by Yuwen Jun and shook suddenly.

......

According to the rules of the Sword Sect, when the disciple arrives at the Sword Yuan Cultivation, he needs to go to another city to defend against the demon clan.

This is a special order in the palace of the Great Xia Kingdom.

Sword cultivation in the world, but anyone who belongs to the sect must carry out this order.

Otherwise, as soon as the Imperial City monks come out, the sect will surely be destroyed.

Even the Sword Sect, which is the first sect in the world, must abide by this order.

Ning Fan had already delayed too much time, and he had to go to the border with Nie Mad and the others.

That's the best chance to do it.

The solution is a human figure.

Yuwen Jun was plotting to kill Ning Fan.

Naturally, he has a thousand tricks.

......

Danyao Peak, the highest peak, above the top of the mountain, towering into the clouds.

The higher the mountain, the higher the place, the more wind and snow will fall.

On the high mountain, at this moment, it is already snowy.

A lonely tomb on the top of the mountain, with the words "Wine Sword Fairy" written on it.

A blue-edged sword plunged into the snow and ice.

The mountain is high and windy, and the wind is fierce.

The snow has been blown into cracks, and the mountain peaks have been swept away by the wind and snow.

However, the Qingfeng long sword did not move at all, and there was no damage at all.

It's like a frontier defender who never gives in.

Ning Fan knelt in front of the lonely grave, motionless.

He had been kneeling here for seven days and seven nights.

His body was covered in snow, and the cold invaded his body.

He knelt there like a statue.

For seven days and seven nights, he didn't eat or drink, and he didn't move a trace of aura in his body.

The wind and snow covered his body, but there was only a pair of eyes, but they could not cover it.

In a pair of eyes, there was a faint glint of essence.

At the beginning, when Fauber died, he also knelt for seven days and seven nights.

A snow-white winter bird that seems to have been born specifically for cold nights.

In winter, the bird is covered with ice sculptures, and the temperature around it drops by dozens of degrees in an instant, and its arrival makes the air even colder.

It is said that as soon as this winter bird comes out, it freezes all around.

Sure enough, when it appeared, the ice and snow that had been scattered around it instantly stiffened.

The cold winter bird screamed, and its voice was extremely high-pitched, bursting into the sky.

In the end, the arm of the pu fan, with a flutter, took its body and landed on the lonely grave.

The black eyes of the cold winter bird looked towards Ning Fan.

Lonely mountain, lonely grave, thousands of miles of ice, snowflakes, cold winter birds fall on the lonely grave, not far away, like a statue of Ning Fan, just like the beginning, motionless.

After the seven days had passed, it was early in the morning of the eighth day.

The wind, whistling and blowing, the sound of wind and snow is loud.

A man came from the top of the mountain.

Liu Qingsong arrived in front of the lonely grave, and his hands instantly knelt down.

He put his hands on the ground and kowtowed to the lonely grave.

Then, he stood up and walked to Ning Fan's side.

The hand stretched out and slowly pushed down the white snow on Ning Fan's body, which was already heavy and weighed hundreds of catties.

"Senior brother, Sect Master Peak is invited. ”

Liu Qingsong sighed.

The snow fell on Ning Fan's body and was completely removed.

He then stood up.

He took a pot of wine from Liu Qingsong's hand, which was the osmanthus wine he brewed.

"Master, come, I will toast you. ”

Ning Fan poured the wine in front of the lonely grave.

Osmanthus wine is the favorite wine of the wine sword fairy in his life.

Even if he is sleeping peacefully under the Nine Springs now, he must still taste the wine he brewed himself.

The wine fell, and the rest of the wine was drunk by Ning Fan.

"It seems that it was Yuwen Jun who started them. ”

"Yes, after the master left, our Danyao Peak became a thorn in their side, and in their opinion, we no longer have any threat. ”

"Now I must be thinking about killing us all. ”

"However, senior brother, you must not go out, anyway, the sect master said that for a day in the Sword Sect, he will keep you safe for a day. Liu Qingsong persuaded him.

Ning Fan suddenly smiled.

"If you protect me for a while, how can you protect me for the rest of my life?"

"Besides, I have a great vengeance that has not been avenged, and someone has not been killed, how can I survive and hide in the Sword Sect for the rest of my life?"

His gaze, incomparably deep, seemed to penetrate the sky and looked at the Sect Master Peak in the distance.

After the master left, he stayed here for seven days and seven nights.

For him, who has a rough fate, dead people, he has already seen them.

The people closest to him have left one after another, and the pain in his heart has already become more and more bearable.

Ning Fan touched the bloodstained sword in his hand.

The bloodstained sword, warm, and exuding a hint of coolness.

"Old friend, do you say yes or no?"

There is a spirit in the heart, Ning Fan and the bloodstained sword have been together for a long time, and they have already been connected by heart.

The bloodstained sword hummed and trembled, as if it was responding to Ning Fan.

"Oh, hurry up, Senior Sister Lin has made food for you and has been waiting for you. ”

She didn't eat or drink for seven days. ”

Liu Qingsong said suddenly to Ning Fan.

He also understood Ning Fan's heart, so he wouldn't say anything more.

Ning Fan glanced at the bottom of the mountain, and his heart was suddenly moved.

A warm current flowed by, and he smiled, "Okay, then let's go down." ”

This pair of senior brothers, when they left, they all turned around together and glanced at the lonely grave.

The snow and ice are still there, but the ice and snow cannot cover the lonely grave.

The winter bird on the lonely grave gathered its wings together, one bird head, two black eyes, and watched the two people slowly walk down the mountain together.

It seems that this cold weather is the freest world for it.

It also seems to have become accustomed to the cold and loneliness of the place.

(End of chapter)