Ji Yun was stunned for a moment, and said, "Hang... Uncle Li, that... What's that, junior brother Lu Xiao, according to my investigation, it has been... It's already gone!"

Chuili kicked his eyes wide, his lips under his beard exhaled like a dragon, and shouted: "Don't tell me this, I heard what you just said, I heard it outside, I am asking you what to do now?

Ji Yun thought very quickly, and said earnestly: "Senior Uncle Chuili, I will definitely continue to send more people to search for the territory where Senior Brother Lu Xiao disappeared, to see if there is any hidden passage, if I can find traces of Senior Brother Lu Xiao in it, I will definitely go to check it in person, I will see people in life, and I will see corpses in death!"

Yue Confucian Daoist on the side hid his face and snickered.

Truili nodded, and continued to ask: "Then what should you do as a rebel? You must know that killing your fellow disciples is to be punished for the crime of rebellion, but since you are your disciple, it is not easy for others to pick the leader, I think! I still leave it to you to do it yourself, I am sitting here now, I am not trying to force you to do something, how to do it, all the elders are also here, be a witness, you can do it yourself!"

After being silent for a moment, Ji Yun raised his head, sighed, turned around the long table, walked in front of Heixiu, and looked down at his proud disciple, unable to speak for a while.

At this moment, Heixiu's face was remorseful, not like a person when he killed the criminals before, he raised his head and looked at Ji Yun, and said sadly: "Master, it was the disciple who disappointed you..."

Ji Yun waved his sleeves, walked to the door, turned his back to the black embroidery, and said loudly with some trills: "Needless to say, even if you are my disciple, you must be dealt with according to the patriarchal law in the Shui Xuan Sect! Now that your big mistake has been made, the Shui Xuan Sect will not allow you, from now on, the Shui Xuan Sect will have nothing to do with you, and your black embroidery will no longer be my Ji Yun's disciple, from now on, the bridge will return to the bridge, and the road will return to the road! In the future, you will no longer be a monk of the Shui Xuan Sect when you walk outside, and if you violate it, this seat will personally capture and kill you!! After Ji Yun finished speaking, his body froze, and after two breaths of silence, he walked out of the main hall without stopping at all.

The elders looked left and right, and they didn't say anything for a while, but it was already over, and after Cheng Confucian Daoist opened his eyes, he took the lead in leaving his seat and walked towards the outside of the hall, regardless of the puzzled eyes of Chui Li staring at him. The rest of the elders also followed together, and only dispersed after saluting with Chuili, and when the Yue Confucian Taoist who was behind passed by Xiluo's side, he smiled and said: "Xiluo girl, if you have time to come to my Qingyue Peak, accompany me to drink tea!"

Xiluo immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay, uncle! Xiluo will definitely go another day!"

In the end, Chuili got up, Xiluo followed, and after walking out of the ancestral hall together, Chuili flew to the place where Lu Xiao disappeared, wanting to find out, Xiluo looked at the direction where Chuili disappeared, and also looked forward to it.

After a long time, the lights of the main hall were extinguished, and in the darkness, only the black embroidery that sat on the ground and the white wood that had not left for a long time remained.

Beicangzhou, outside a bungalow in Xuexiang Township, it was already afternoon.

"Luo Yao, you don't have to come every month! You tell Yueyue that everything is fine at home, you don't have to worry about her, just practice on the mountain with peace of mind!" Uncle Zhao, whose face was already a little old, said to Luo Yao kindly.

Luo Yao, the girl who tripped and fell in the snow before, seemed to suddenly remember something at this moment, hurriedly took out a burden from under the cloak, handed it to Uncle Zhao and said: "That's right! Uncle Zhao, this is the cotton clothes that Sister Yueyue made for you, it can be used when it snows, it's cold, you still have to pay more attention to your body, Sister Yueyue said that she will come down the mountain to see you when she is free!"

Uncle Zhao's eyes turned into a crescent moon with a smile, and his hands kept stroking the burden, nodded and said, "Okay, good! When the time comes, you come with Yueyue, and Uncle Zhao will cook you a table of good dishes!"

Luo Yao also smiled and nodded.

Uncle Zhao sent it outside the door and whispered: "Luo Yao, after you finish reading Aunt Liu, go back early, it's too late, the girl's family is afraid of danger outside!"

Luo Yao responded with a smile, and then ran out quickly, leaving a series of footprints in front of the door, like the mark of a wanderer's return home.

Aunt Liu's house is in a relatively secluded place in Snow Township, and it is not easy for the woman to live alone, especially as cold today, Lu Min on the mountain is even more relieved, so when Luo Yao sneaks down the mountain every month, it is Lu Min who helps to cover up, this time Lu Min is saddle before and after the horse, standing guard and sentry, nothing will fall, waiting to talk to Sister Yueyue again, just like before, let Luo Yao slip down the mountain smoothly, in addition to letting her go to buy some snacks to eat, she can also bring some things to the parents of the two, understand some recent conditions, and let the two sisters rest assured.

Aunt Liu is still so happy today, but she doesn't talk as much as usual, if in the past, it was not enough to be able to pull Luo Yao to talk for a long time, probably because of the heavy snow last night, Aunt Liu was worried that it would snow, blocking Luo Yao's way back to the mountain, and without saying a word, she destroyed Luo Yao and hurried back. Luo Yao had no choice but to hand over the things Lu Mintuo had brought to Aunt Liu, and then walked out of the courtyard gate, then spread her feet, and ran to the market street at the other end of the town with joy, rushing to the freshly baked hot meatloaf and sugar-fried chestnuts to take back to the mountain.

An hour later, Luo Yao, who had bought snacks to eat, raised the two big hanging harvests in her hand, and was so happy that she hurriedly swallowed the meatloaf that was still hot in her mouth, although it was a little hot, but it was delicious!

Luo Yao, who was smiling, put the two big snacks back into the spirit feather bag, and walked towards the direction of the Snow Feather Sect. But Luo Yao looked at the sky and was still bright, she didn't want to go back so early, as soon as she went back, she was going to see the senior sister Gengqi, who had a mournful face all day long, just looking at you so fixedly, I just wanted to see you go wrong, so that I could clean you up, if I brought some anger, it would be almost like a ghost!

Thinking of this, Luo Yao shook her shoulders, wanting to shake off this sudden chill, thinking: If you don't take advantage of the darkness to touch the mountain again, you shouldn't be discovered by the senior sister, and then eat snacks with Sister Yueyue and Sister Lu Min, wouldn't you be happy all night!?

Luo Yao, who was smiling, followed the footprints when she came, and planned to walk out another footprint to go back, so at a glance, the two corresponded, and the back and forth were her own footprints, which was another happy thing!

Luo Yao, who returned the same way, stopped and stopped, not in a hurry at all, his hand itched and pulled up a branch that was bent by the snow, and then loosened it backwards, the branch shook violently, and the snow fell, and the squirrels on the tree woke up from hibernation, and drilled out of the hole to see who was spreading wild at the door of the house!

Luo Yao smiled and looked at the little squirrel sticking out her head, said hello to the bitter little face, turned her head and ran, like a child.

The snow road is flat, and the way back seems to be shorter unconsciously, Luo Yao, who was walking, saw the snow and flowers she met when she came, and thought that if she brought the black snow flowers back to the mountain and planted them, she would definitely make the grandma who loves to plant flowers happy for a while!

Thinking that Grandma could be happy, the smile on Luo Yao's face was a little more distressed.

When she walked back to the place where the black snow saw the flowers, Luo Yao was extremely cautious and walked around the edge of the big character pit that she had fallen out of before, for fear of being tripped again, although no one saw it, she still felt ashamed in her heart.

After finding the pitch-black Yukimika, Luo Yao squatted down and carefully peeled off the thick snow around the stalk of the black Yukimika until she touched the roots. Luo Yao took out a small flower pot and a small shovel from the spirit feather bag, dug out the roots of the flower along with the soil, and then put them into the small flower pot just right, and finally covered the soil with a layer of soft snow quilt on the edge of the pot.

Luo Yao, who picked up the flower pot and looked at it carefully, saw that there were no other problems, so she held the flower pot in her hand, and planned to bring it back to the mountain like this.

Luo Yao, who stood up with the flowers, turned around and was about to leave, when she lifted her feet, she suddenly tripped again, and suddenly the whole person fell straight forward, and heard the sound of "bang!", and she landed on her face towards the thick snow, and connected with the big word snow pit, and directly fell out of the personal word, but the palm of her hand was steadily dragging the flower pot, and when she landed, it was just to let the flowers in the flower pot shake gently.

When Luo Yao, who gritted her teeth, lifted her face covered with snowflakes from the snow pit again, she was extremely annoyed because she fell down again, and her pretty face was a little red at the moment, with a kind of coquettish cuteness.

Luo Yao, who was simply sitting on the ground, was angry, raised the flower pot in his hand high above his head with one hand, and then fell vigorously, and gently put it down an inch from the ground, and put it on a flat ground in the snow pit he fell out.

Then, Luo Yao was born out of his guts, and shouted loudly towards this snowy place: "If my aunt and grandmother don't dig out all your stumbling blocks today, you won't be the little overlord of the Snow Feather Sect's Kaiya Peak!!!

As soon as the words fell, Luo Yao, who was holding a small shovel, stood up, pinched the law seal in his hand, and read in his mouth: "Snow Feather Spirit Method!

Just now, Luo Yao just wanted to lift the snow layer, and then dig out the stone that tripped her and throw it aside, so as not to trip over others, but now she didn't know that it was not a stone that tripped her at all, but a person, a person whose body was covered by snow and flowers, and whose feet were buried by the snow.

Luo Yao, who was a little scared, picked up the pitch-black snow flowers that were stained with some snow foam on the side and was about to leave, but as soon as she took two steps, Luo Yao, who had a tangled face, walked back, put the pot of flowers back in its place, and bent down to drag this person who didn't know life and death out of the snow flowers.

This person was dressed in tattered robes, and he couldn't recognize where the sect was, but he must be a monk, and his face was also scorched, and he couldn't see his face clearly, and his scattered hair made this person extremely embarrassed.

Luo Yao knelt down and pressed his side against the person's chest, listening carefully, he could still hear a slight heartbeat, indicating that the person was not dead, which made Luo Yao breathe a sigh of relief. Luo Yao, who straightened up, looked up along this person's body, and saw that this person's right hand was still among the flowers, so Luo Yao pulled his elbow vigorously and pulled his right hand out of the flowers, only to see that this hand was tightly holding a dull black giant axe, and it was strange that this pitch-black giant axe did not have an axe blade!