Liu Yue stood at the door of the prison for a long time, Qing Ling always lay on the ground motionless, if it weren't for Liu Yue's ability to feel the aura emanating from the other party's body, she would definitely think that it was a dead person lying on the ground.

After a long time, Liu Yue took a few steps forward with gentle steps, picked up a gauze towel on the ground, and gently covered Qingling's snow-white shoulders.

Qingling's body moved slightly, opened her eyes, and looked at Liu Yue beside her blankly, revealing deep despair in her empty gaze.

"Senior, are you okay?" Liu Yue said softly. Her gaze swept over Qing Ling's blood-stained legs.

Qingling just looked at Liu Yue quietly, and after a while, Liu Yue sighed lightly, took out a brand-new skirt robe from the ring, and put it on the ground.

"This is my clothes, I think the size should be appropriate, if the seniors don't dislike it, you can wear it. ”

"I recognize you!" Qing Ling finally spoke, she remembered that Liu Yue was the Qi Refining Stage disciple that she and Han Bing had just come to this Sunset Star many years ago, and Han Bing had received on the Lonely Peak.

"Senior, have we met before?" Liu Yue was puzzled.

Qingling closed her eyes, a crystal tear slipped down, and she no longer paid attention to Liu Yue's questioning.

"Actually, I feel that Shizun still cares about your ......" Liu Yue couldn't help but comfort softly.

"Get out!" Qingling didn't know where the strength came from, and she raised her head suddenly and roared like a mad female leopard.

Liu Yue was frightened, and was yelled at by Qing Ling so that she retreated again and again, and almost fell to the ground, looking at Qing Ling with panic. She didn't know about the grievances between Qingling and Han Bing, so she didn't know how to persuade and comfort each other. However, seeing the current situation, in her heart, she is still biased towards Qingling's side, after all, she is indeed a victim and a weak party.

Liu Yue stood back at the door, leaned back, sighed softly, and turned to leave. A red light flashed in front of him, and a sound transmission jade slip brought out a string of information, Jiang Chen had successfully killed the Zhao family horses of that small team and was returning.

Liu Yue walked out of the cave and did not fly, but followed the mountain path and slowly walked up the mountain, and along the way, the new disciples all respectfully saluted her. This batch of recruited disciples has really added a lot of vitality to Fengshen Mountain. As she walked, her mood soothed a little.

The training of new disciples is responsible for the division of labor among the old disciples, after all, the Fengshen Sect is an old sect, and some training regulations are still very detailed, and time passes day by day, and everything is in order.

Jiang Chen took several disciples of the Enlightenment Period, carrying ice escape talisman paper, wandering around the town all day, looking for a target, a month passed, the Zhao family was obviously on guard, and there were fewer and fewer clansmen who went out alone, and it was difficult for Jiang Chen to find an opportunity to start.