After Ke Yimeng and his party came to Canghai Country, she took Shen Ningshuang around to inquire about the whereabouts of the Huangguqin Sect, but to no avail, many people have heard of the existence of such a sect, but no one knows where this sect is. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The three women have a lot of inconvenience outside, especially the three of them are either beauties who have fallen into the water, or they are very potential little beauty embryos, if they are seen by a monk with a bad heart, or even encounter a Hehuan demon cultivator who cultivates the method of the Ding Furnace, it will be a big trouble, fortunately, Ning Dong'er is not only a profound cultivator, but also has rich experience in the rivers and lakes, and has taken Ke Yimeng and Shen Ningshuang to save the day many times.

In this way, the three of them depended on each other, and in more than half a month of wandering, they established an unusually close relationship, Shen Ningshuang, a little girl, originally had a lot of complaints about Ling Xue, who forced the emperor to death, and even lacked a good impression of Ke Yimeng, but now she will call "Sister Ke" softly with a cold face.

When he heard this jerky salutation just now, Ke Yimeng was stunned for a while, and then smiled at Shen Ningshuang.

Her smile made Shen Ningshuang, this little girl with a lot of personality, blush slightly.

Although this Sister Ke is not as beautiful and moving as the cold woman, and her figure is not so impeccable after careful comparison, she is born with a temperament charm that makes people feel like a spring breeze.

It was a feeling of life.

Even in the darkness of the lowest trough, she will still bring warmth and light to the people around her with optimism and strength, instead of using a negative and pessimistic attitude to make people fall into a darker abyss.

The three of them are constantly searching, deepening the bond between each other, Ning Dong'er was just a responsibility to protect the two at first, but later, after this responsibility, there is also a little more warm human taste.

It's just that no amount of human responsibility can be turned into an invincible force to break through all conspiracies, such as the last deadly calculation on their trip.

It was an ambush by two Soul Forging Realm powerhouses and more than a dozen God Refining Realm cultivators.

No matter how strong Ning Dong'er is, he is only one person, and his two fists are hard to beat with four hands, let alone so many monks, and in a short time, his body will be full of blood and his breath will be weak.

The monks laughed wickedly, and as they spoke foul language, they approached them, and just as they began to feel hopeless, there was a sudden sound of a vast harp, like a splashing spring, and then like a flock of flowers, and the whispering of birds.

In the end, when the birds left and the flowers withered, time seemed to stand still, and before they knew it, they all stopped in a song of wind and snow.

In the light snow and breeze, countless thieves were killed, and blood flowed all over the pavilion.

"It's amazing...... After Ning Dong'er reacted, she couldn't help but open her eyes and exhale softly.

Then a woman with a beautiful figure and a light veil stood in front of them, her starry eyes hidden in the white tulle swept past the three of them, and finally fell on Ke Yimeng, looked at it seriously for a long time, and finally respectfully made a gesture, and said a word that no one could have imagined: "This generation of the Huangguqin Sect has seen the sect master in the south of the world, and he has missed the welcome, and the escort is late, please punish him." ”

Then, the woman knelt down on one knee in front of Ke Yimeng, her expression was extremely respectful and sincere, without the slightest pretentiousness.

The breeze blew, gently lifting the woman's light veil, revealing a beautiful corner inside, just such a corner has already made the three people present feel a little ashamed of themselves.

Perhaps only that person, the woman who is known as the first leader of the millennium with red sleeves, can be compared to it.

"Araguqin Sect...... Sect Master?" Ke Yimeng couldn't react for a while, she didn't notice that Zhu Nanfeng was talking about "walking in the world" instead of "walking in the sect".

"Sect Master, the Wild Guqin Sect has ancestral training, before the appearance of the Qin Heart heir, no official sect master can appear for generations, only the existence of the acting sect master can be allowed, and you have the existence of the Qin heart in your body, and the ancestor Xun also said, seeing the Qin heart is like seeing the sect master himself, so you are now the official sect master of the Huang Gu Qin Sect. ”

All of a sudden, the wind and snow suddenly dispersed, and even the sound of the piano echoing around the beam came to an abrupt end.

It's silent.

The little girl Shen Ningshuang's eyes widened, her face was full of incredulity, they almost stepped on the iron shoes in order to find the Huangguqin Sect, but they didn't expect that there was nowhere to find the iron shoes, but that person was in the lights, it turned out that the "Sister Ke" who was like a spring breeze was the head of a sect to which her mother belonged!

Ke Yimeng's eyes were red unconsciously, and she slowly shed two lines of tears, until this moment, she knew how precious and unique the thing Ling Xue left her, and she understood that Ling Xue had already had the consciousness of giving her life for her as early as that day.

After that day, the three of them were approached by Zhu Nanfeng in the secluded ancient land of the Desolate Guqin Sect.

Sometimes Ke Yi dreams of Ling Xue's sadness, he will come to Yushu Pavilion to enjoy the snow and see the scenery, and feel the feeling of clouds and smoke passing around like the past, she needs to live well, because from the moment Ling Xue decided to block the wind and rain of the sky and sea for her, her life has not belonged to her alone.

Suddenly, a long wind swept through the tens of millions of silver trees, shaking off the endless frost and snow, and flying all over the sky.

An uninvited guest came to the Wild Ancient Qin Sect today, and the outside world sang and danced, and the sound of the piano was tactful, and he didn't seem to notice the arrival of this person at all.

On the side of the Yushu Pavilion, there were originally only Ke Yimeng and Ning Dong'er, but at this moment, there was one more person, dancing lightly in white robes, with an elegant face and an indifferent and detached expression.

Ke Yimeng used to be the most familiar person.

She hasn't seen this person for two years, but after two years, the once liked and admired has been completely gone, perhaps the reason for the deep responsibility of love, now two years of time, instead of diluting the hatred in her heart for him, but making this hatred continue to take root in the past two years, this moment has developed into a deep hatred that is difficult to resolve.

She had already heard the news of the slaughter of the Ke family, and Ling Xue was also unknown after the battle of Tianhai, and her whereabouts were unknown, in her opinion, all this was this person's fault.

"It's rare that you've been able to find this place. Ke Yimeng sneered, no longer whispering softly.

No one is not afraid of death, even the emperor who is said to have achieved a light life and death and a faint parting can't do it. They only overcame the fear of death in their hearts with great willpower, but that fear still exists, in the hearts of everyone who faces the fear of life and death.

She is not an emperor who has experienced countless lives and deaths, she is just an ordinary woman who wants the health of her loved ones and a safe and stable life, and in the face of such a powerful enemy, she will naturally feel fear and fear, so she is pale at the moment, her thin lips tremble, and her pupils shrink.

But at this moment, the endless hatred has also turned into a great force to overcome fear.

She finally did something, something she had wanted to do for two years of wandering, but had never had the courage or opportunity.

She drew her longbow and pointed it at him.

His eyes were cold, his tone was loud, and he asked, "Tell me, why?"

She had asked herself this sentence hundreds of times in her heart, and now she finally asked it in front of him, without a trace of trill, as steady as her fingers clenching the bowstring at the moment. (To be continued.) )