Since then, Feng Luochen, Yun Qianmo, Liu Shuer, Mu Xiaoran, Ah Jiu, Mo Qing and others have left Penglai Island together and turned to their own ways.

Feng Luochen and Yun Qianmo rushed all the way to the Lonely Valley, and Liu Shu'er, Mu Xiaoran and others also returned to their own places.

When the old land returns, it always seems that time has passed like an arrow, and it has passed in a flash. Now Xuantian Sect is presented in front of you, but it has a different flavor from the beginning.

For Yun Qianmo, this is not only a place of reincarnation, but also another home for her. Now that I have returned to the old place, I feel a surge of excitement in my heart, as if I have been "resurrected" again.

She just stood in front of the door of Xuantian Sect in a daze, but in a blink of an eye, she found that Feng Luochen had already entered, and then hurriedly stepped into the gate in three steps and two steps.

When Yun Qianmo stepped into the main hall, he always felt an inexplicable cold air constantly pouring into the five senses, but he didn't know why.

I saw that the huge main hall was empty, and Feng Luochen, who came back with her, did not know where to go. After that, he hurriedly ran to Zhenghua Hall to look for it, and found that there was no one.

Immediately after that, I looked for the Xiuxian Pavilion and the Yinghan Palace, and even the Jade Heart Hall where I lived, but I still found nothing.

In the end, I searched in the mountains, and the result was still the same. Yun Qianmo was helpless, so he found a stone to sit down.

What happened to Xuantian Sect? Why is everyone missing?

Although the Xuanyuan clan is the head of a faction, he has never left the Xuantian Sect, and now that he has disappeared so inexplicably, it is inevitable that people will think of others.

Moreover, Feng Luochen originally came back with her, but it was just a moment away, and the person was never seen again.

The more she pondered, the more she felt that something was wrong, and when she thought of this, she couldn't sit still anymore, and was ready to go down the mountain to look for it again.

As soon as she got up, she saw Mo Bai passing in front of her, and then stopped Mo Bai and asked him where his master had gone.

Mo Bai was forced to stop, and said in a hurried tone: "Don't you know yet? Just now, Senior Sister Mu Qing summoned everyone in the door and followed Feng Luochen to Willow Blossom Valley! ”

"Willow Valley?" When Yun Qianmo said it, she immediately remembered that she had been there when she went to Penglai Island, where Wen Shixiu lived, could it be that the master went to find Wen Shixiu?

"Alright, I need to get out of here!" After Mo Bai finished speaking, he hurriedly threw down Yun Qianmo and ran down the mountain road.

Yun Qianmo followed Mo Bai and ran quickly for a while, and finally caught up. They didn't stop for a moment, and it took less than an hour to reach the Willow Valley on foot.

Yun Qianmo had just walked halfway up the valley when he saw Shi Xiu shouting and driving the disciples of Xuantian Sect down the mountain: "The head of the sect is cultivating behind closed doors, and it is inconvenient for idle people to come and harass you, please go back!" ”

When Wen Shixiu was about to turn back, he happened to meet Yun Qianmo's gaze, and then he made a look and signaled to go back with him quickly.

Halfway through, Yun Qianmo didn't ask a word, Wen Shixiu didn't say anything, the two of them were silent all the way, and finally pushed the door into the house.

Her feet just stepped in, and her face froze. I saw Xuanyuan Ting's eyes closed, sitting cross-legged on the ground with a pale face, and the whole person was lifeless.

And Feng Luochen, who was kneeling on the side, his eyebrows and eyes fell on a few pieces of letterhead, and there was no trace of color on his face.

The letter reads as follows; Luo Chen, in the heart of the teacher, you have always been the best disciple of Xuantian Sect, and you are also the future of Xuantian Sect and the world.

I believe that when you return, you will have cultivated the Secret Occult Technique, and you will no longer have to go through the suffering of the Nine Tribulations from now on.

Luochen, although he has been enlightened and cultivated immortals for nearly 100 years, and has quite immortal bones, but in this earthly world, it is inevitable that one day he will not be buried in the dust.

I hope you don't feel sad and lost for my departure, cheer up as soon as possible, and take on the responsibility of protecting the world!

Finally, I hope you will take care of Mu Qing for me for the rest of my life. If you can join hands for the rest of your life, you will be able to rest in Jiuquan as a teacher.

Xuanyuan Muqing took the letter left by Xuanyuan Ting, and cried silently after reading it.

Feng Luochen fell silent from the moment he entered the door, and he didn't want to wake up from it for a long time.

Suddenly, he lifted his reddened eyes and slowly straightened up. He looked at Wen Shixiu in a low voice and said, "My master, what else did he say?" ”

Wen Shixiu shook his head, he didn't say a word in his mouth, but the worry in his expression was worth a thousand words.

I saw that Feng Luochen approached Xuanyuan Ting, knelt on his knees, leaned forward and performed three full salutes, leaning down to lay Xuanyuan Ting's stiff body flat.

He supported it with his arms, holding Xuanyuan Ting in front of his arms, as if there was a thousand catties under his feet. His expression seemed indifferent, as heavy as a thousand years of frost and snow frozen in the tide.

When Feng Luochen walked to the door, Wen Shixiu suddenly stepped forward to block the way: "Luochen, the mind of the senior brother of the head has been explained in the letter, I hope you will not live up to your master's expectations."

In addition, I have some things to explain to you, and in three days, after dealing with the aftermath of the door, come here to find me! ”

With that, Wen Shixiu strode away without hearing any response.

Yun Qianmo watched from the side for a long time, and the tears still did not disappear at the moment, she tried her best to stabilize her tone and not let the sadness reveal again: "I'll help you!" ”

His deep eyes, which had always been full of mystery, were now completely replaced by indifference.

"No need, this is our own business, and we don't need outsiders to get involved!" The cold voice fell like thunder, and Feng Luochen carried Xuanyuan Ting, and Xuanyuan Muqing skimmed in front of Yun Qianmo step by step.

It's such a short sentence, why does it hurt more than a sharp blade stuck in your body?

Yun Qianmo's heart repeated the two words that came out of Feng Luochen's mouth countless times; Alien...

It turned out that in his heart, she had always been just an outsider, a bystander.

Even if I have experienced so many things in Penglai before, I have never been as tired as I am at this moment. At this moment, she actually felt a little exhausted.

Suddenly, Yun Qianmo's heart had an urge to leave Willow Valley as soon as possible. In that little village, Daddy must be at home waiting for her to come back.

But because it was too late, I could only stay here for one night.

Dinner was a wild vegetable she found in the valley, and Wen Shixiu and Wen Shixiu ate a little casually. Then he wandered into the depths of a jungle and found a place to sit.

The sparse starlight shimmered around the half-moon, and the night sky was suddenly darkened by the occasional puffy cloud.

This kind of night is just like her mood at the moment, and the hope that has just been ignited has been violently extinguished by many changes.

Some things, whether you want to accept it or not, the facts are out there. Even if you deliberately don't look at it and don't think about it, it still won't change anything after all.

When an ordinary life greets one encounter after another, it already represents a complete farewell to the past and a rebirth.

In many cases, people always fantasize about a butterfly as a happy ending. But who knows how tormenting the process of transforming a little green worm into a butterfly is, and how sad the ending is.

On the contrary, the moth to the fire seems to be tragic, but in the fire it flies, it welcomes a new tomorrow and a happy yearning.

More often than not, going through the predicament of the moment just to get off to a better start.