Indeed, Uncle Shi's cultivation doesn't need him to worry about it.

But after getting along with Yun Ximian for so long, Yun Ximian gave him the impression that he was unreliable and could only cry, and he really couldn't find a trace of the majesty of his elders, which made him subconsciously put Yun Ximian in a weak position.

Seeing that Chu Ziqing was silent, Yang Linfeng thought that he had listened to his words, and put down his hand blocking his way.

As a result, Chu Ziqing ran over as soon as he slipped away.

Yang Linfeng: "......" dares to love what he said to Chu Ziqing just now as, right!?

"Why did he run away!" Xin Yinyi just took out the wound medicine, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Chu Ziqing running away, and a bewilderment was not enough to describe her current mood.

And Yun Ximian's side is really not easy to do.

"Hmm!" Yun Ximian was not very slashed by the wind blade of the mountain ghost and the dragon and cut his right arm, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help but tremble, and was blown by the wind, not only did the hat fly, but even the Ruoshui sword flew out and stuck in the wall.

"Ruohong!" Yun Xiandao shouted nervously, but he was also difficult to ride a tiger and couldn't move.

Yun Ximian covered the wound on his right hand with his left hand and shouted, "I'm fine, you hit him three inches on the left!" "That place is the fatal point of the mountain ghost mentioned in the original plot, and there must be nothing wrong.

"Okay, then be careful!" Yun Xian Daoist agreed, and concentrated on facing the mountain ghost.

Yun Ximian retreated to the corner, looking intently at Yun Xiandao who was getting closer and closer to the mountain ghost.

'Lord Yamagami, Lord Yamagami! ’

In a trance, Yun Ximian heard a girl's happy voice, and in a flash, the picture turned into a blue sky.

Here she came again. ’

Yun Ximian heard a warm male voice coming from her body, but she was sure that it was not her voice, nor was she speaking.

The picture moved from the sky to the strips of cloth on the beams and the neat rows of incense on the ground, and then slowly, looking at the little girl who jumped in through the door.

"Lord Mountain God, I bought you steamed buns, and they're still hot!" The little girl wore a simple braid, coarse linen clothes, and a happy smile on her face, and Yun Ximian felt that the person in this body was also very happy.

The little girl carefully opened the package, put the steamed buns on the table, and then lit the incense and inserted it neatly in a row.

"Lord Mountain God, thank you for making my family's grain harvest again, and my mother will have spare money to buy me new clothes and shoes!" The little girl said in a cheerful tone, and after she finished speaking, she kowtowed to the incense a few times, and watched the incense burn for a while before leaving.

Will she come again tomorrow? ’

It shouldn't be the big brother. Yun Ximian secretly added in her heart, like this kind of plot, this little girl is estimated to be either dead or half-disabled, forgive her for watching so many romantic dramas.

Sure enough, the next day, the little girl didn't come.

Maybe she had something to do today. ’

On the third day, the little girl still did not come, and there were no other pilgrims.

Is she sick?' It's a pity I can't leave here to see her......

A month has passed, the incense in the temple has long been burned, the leaves outside the temple are gradually withering, the cold wind is biting on the body, Yun Ximian feels a pain in his heart, and a drop of cold liquid falls on his hand.

'I just want to see her again......

The memories of the little girl growing from a young age to a young girl flashed in front of her eyes, and finally fell into darkness.

No one came to worship him anymore, and he could not receive the power of people's faith, so he naturally degenerated into a mountain ghost.

He could have dissipated like this, but there was still a trace of obsession in front of him, that is, he saw the little girl who had given him incense since he was a child, so he made a deal with Li Shimin, Li Shimin gave him human flesh that could allow him to stay in the world for a longer time, and he gave Li Shimin a rejuvenating grass that could maintain his appearance.

In order to be alive, he voluntarily absorbed the black qi, just wanting to see her again.

'Unfortunately, I'm afraid I am, I can't ...... again'

I saw her.

The picture was shattered, Yun Ximian came to her senses, and felt the aura in her body that had stopped, and she guessed that it should be "Spiritual Heart" that played a role in allowing her to peek into the memory of this mountain god.

He's a pathetic one, too. Yun Ximian pursed her lips, and she couldn't bear to raise her eyes to look at him.

Yun Xian Daoist was already less than three meters away from him, and the mountain ghost roared, as if he wanted to vent all his anger, and Yun Xian Dao was forced to take a few steps back.

Yun Ximian gritted his teeth and pulled out the Ruoshui sword, and walked towards Yun Xian Dao people against the strong wind.

"Ruohong, ...... you" Yun Xian Daoist looked at Yun Ximian beside him, very worried.

"Quick Fix!" No matter how sympathetic Yun Ximian is to this mountain god, he can't deny that he has indeed done a lot of hurtful things, and he still has to go if he should go through the procedure.

I hope that in the next life, he can wait for his little girl.

"Okay." When Yun Xian Dao heard her say this, he was not ambiguous, and with a wave of his life, he broke the armor of the mountain ghost and the ghost.

Yun Ximian was not idle, and the side attack of the mending knife made the mountain ghost ghost show a few flaws, and Yun Xiandao people cooperated very well with Yun Ximian, and soon approached the side of the mountain ghost ghost.

"It's now!" Yun Ximian roared, Yun Xiandao's eyes flickered, and a spiritual power accurately hit the three inches of the mountain ghost ghost.

The mountain ghost screamed, and it was about to blow itself up! Yun Ximian subconsciously pushed away the Yun Xian Dao person next to him, and was overturned by the powerful impact in the next second.

"Ruohong!" Yun Xiandaoren's pupils shrank, and he didn't have time to save her, so he watched Yun Ximian hit the wall and fell back to the ground with an unknown life or death.

Chu Ziqing was affected by the impact of the mountain ghost ghost's self-explosion, and almost fell back into the river, and finally waited for the wind to subside, and heard the Yunxian Daoist in the cave calling his uncle's name in a panic, Chu Ziqing's heart tightened, and he kicked his legs and climbed up the cave.

"Uncle Shi!" Chu Ziqing's eyes fell on Yun Ximian, who was full of scars, and his ears buzzed.

Chu Ziqing was only two or three steps away from Yun Ximian, Chu Ziqing had a white face, and his trembling hand slowly stretched out under Yun Ximian's nose.

His head was blank, and Chu Ziqing was pushed away by the Yunxian Daoist who ran over, with a dull face.

"Ruohong, Ruohong, wake up!" Yun Xiandaoren's eyes were red, and he looked at Yun Ximian's sleeping face in disbelief.

Yun Ximian is dead......

Chu Ziqing didn't know how he was pulled away by Yang Linfeng, the bad news of Yun Ximian's death made the team fall silent, and Yan Shijiu even punched Yang Linfeng, asking him why he didn't protect his uncle.

But everyone knows that this is just Yan Shijiu comforting himself, Yang Linfeng's cultivation is lower than Yun Ximian's, what can be done?

Yang Linfeng was silent, maybe he didn't want to demolish Yan Nineteen.

Yun Xian Dao asked Xin Yinyi to go back first, and he held Yun Ximian and rushed back to Zhongshenzong day and night.

With Yun Xian Dao here, their journey back was shortened by half, and they soon returned to the sect.

"Sect, Sect Master, they're back!"

The sect master and Yu Zhen who were chatting in the room looked at the disciple who ran in in a panic at the same time, and the sect master frowned and scolded: "Come back, come back, what do you look like in a panic!" ”

The disciple gasped and said, "Yes, it's Ruohong Zhenren...... He ......"

"Ruohong, what's wrong with her?" As soon as Yu Twenty heard Yun Ximian, he immediately asked.

"Ruohong is a real person, he - the immortal is gone!"

“！！！”

Chu Ziqing walked back to Moqi Peak in a trance, and just happened to meet Yuhua Zhenren who was out of the customs.

Yuhua Zhenren looked at Chu Ziqing's embarrassed appearance, and thought that Yun Ximian had done something to him, and hurriedly asked, "Apprentice, where are you injured?" How did you make such a mess! ”

Hearing Yuhua Zhenren's voice, Chu Ziqing seemed to come back to his senses, looked at Yuhua Zhenren with a dull gaze, and his lips moved slightly:

"Master, she's dead."

Yuhua real person is unknown: "Who died?" ”

"Uncle Shi, she's dead."

Yuhua Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and suddenly such a big message made his head not react at once, Ruohong He died?

"No way, she's so cunning, maybe she just lied to you!" Yuhua Zhenren retorted in disbelief, he wouldn't believe in such a shoddy excuse!

"The body has been handed over to the sect master." He also wished that it was just Uncle Shi lying to him. Chu Ziqing lowered his eyes, ignored Yuhua Zhenren who was frozen in place, and walked back to his room, he needed to be quiet.

How...... How can it be!? How could she die! Yuhua Zhenren's head went blank for a few seconds, and then he pulled his legs and ran towards the sect master's room.

He didn't believe that Ruohong had died so simply, and he hadn't found Ruohong to settle the score! How could she die like this!? Yuhua Zhenren ran all the way to the sect master's door, and actually forgot about the sword.

Yun Ximian, who had been redressed in white, was lying in the coffin, her eyes were gently closed, and there was no trace of blood-colored face, reflecting that she had no relationship with the world to the end.

Yuhua Zhenren grabbed the door frame with his right hand, and the force was too strong for the door frame to fall into pieces, and the sawdust pierced his hand, but he didn't feel it at all.

Ruohong, is he really dead?

What is the heart about to break through the body and jump out, Yuhua Zhenren touched the corner of his eye, and what fluid flowed out.

He has never liked Yun Ximian, not only because she smiles at everyone, but also because of her love for him.

"Yuhua, this is my newly cultivated flower, I don't know if you like it?" Yun Ximian's slightly shy eyes fell on him, and he refused uncomfortably.

Yun Ximian is always different when he treats him, every smile Yun Ximian smiles at him is very real, but even so, he is still very uncomfortable with Yun Ximian, and even hates her.

But when he knew that Yun Ximian was dead, he was not happy for the first time, but didn't believe it.

Why, when this kind of person dies, shouldn't he be happier? In the future, no one will pester him, no one will send him flowers, and no one will ......

He suddenly found that there was no Yun Ximian in the world, and everything seemed to have become monotonous.

Why, exactly?

Yun Ximian in the coffin will never move again and will not laugh.

Yuhua Zhenren looked at her, and suddenly felt that when she smiled, her expression was much better than her current expression.