"Tell me, where is the Pope's Mausoleum?" Feng Wuyan was anxious, and asked the woman more severely.

"The left and right Dharma protectors are coming in. The woman did not desperately call for help, did not regard the Daughter of God as a transcendent criterion, but asked in a low and tentative voice: "You are not from the Shenwu Sect, if you take me away from the Hidden Corpse Mountain, I am willing to draw you a map leading to the Pope's Mausoleum." ”

"You?"

"I was captured by Gu Xiannian, and I don't want to join the Shenwu Sect, I just want to go home, I'm from Jiangnan. The woman seemed to have grasped a straw, and her expression was more anxious than that of the wind dancer, "If you believe me, I will take you through the secret door now, but after you are safe, you must take me away!"

The woman took the initiative to take his hand and walked straight to the statue of the Pope in the Holy Land.

"You fly away with me, they will definitely look around when they find out that I am not there, and they will find this place soon." The woman begged for the wind dance.

Feng Wuyan originally just wanted to get rid of Yun Qingchen, and didn't expect to really save Zhang Yueyao, but saving her at this time not only saved her from the sea of suffering, but also allowed her to know the location of the Pope's Mausoleum, so as to facilitate future action, why not.

An hour later, Wind Dance returned to the town inn with the woman. As soon as I entered, I met the green yarn tent.

"Feng Shaoxia, are you okay?" the green gauze tent looked very surprised.

Feng Wuyan was also very surprised to see her, she was fine, which proved that Jiang Nanyu was fine, and he didn't have to worry about them anymore.

In the room, the wind dancer briefly talked about how to lead the water to the east and use the Shenwu Pope to get out, and it was thrilling to hear the green gauze tent. Jiang Nanyu was seriously injured, but he just smiled, but his eyes looked at the woman next to him from time to time.

"So this girl in a white religious uniform is the junior sister of Feng Shaoxia?" Qing Sha tent looked at her curiously, dressed in a white Shenwu religious uniform, she could only see a pair of eyes, and asked suspiciously: "But this girl, why don't you have spiritual power fluctuations around you?" Could it be that you have set up a spell by the Shenwu Sect?"

"The heroine is in love. Chu Chu slowly took off his Shenwu Sect uniform at this time, threw it on the ground, revealing his delicate face and plump body, and said with a humble smile: "You misunderstood, I am not the junior sister of Feng Shaoxia, just the daughter of a mortal family in Jiangnan." Ever since Protector Zuo killed my family and took me to the Hidden Corpse Mountain thirty years ago, he has kept me in the Holy Land. Today, thanks to the righteousness of the wind and young heroes, Chu Chu was able to get out of the clutches. ”

"What do you say your name is?" Before Chu Chu finished speaking, Jiang Nanyu interrupted her loudly, and regardless of being seriously injured, she dragged her weak body and approached step by step, her face was solemn, her eyes were burning, and she looked at Chu Chu.

"My name is Chu Chu. Chu Chu looked at Jiang Nanyu a little scared and dodged behind Feng Wuyan.

"But Jiangnan Suzhou City Wu Family Chuchu?" Jiang Nanyu stood in front of Chu Chu at this time, looking at her condescendingly, his eyes bloomed with a strange light, and his face was excited.

"You, how do you know?" Chu Chu's voice was small, but he was obviously very excited.

"Do you remember, Brother Wen on the edge of the broken bridge?"

As if caught in a memory, Jiang Nanyu and Chu Chu were two people, with tears in their eyes, speechless, but their hearts were connected in an instant.

"Brother Wen, you are Brother Wen who painted for Chu Chu!" Chu Chu rushed into Jiang Nanyu's arms and cried aggrievedly, "Brother Wen, you haven't forgotten Chu Chu......"

Jiang Nanyu stretched out his hand and hugged Chu Chu tightly in his arms, like a lost and recovered baby, for fear that she would leave again, "Silly girl, Brother Wen said that we will always be together, how could I forget you!"

At this time, Qing Sha Tent's eyes darkened, as if she had lost everything that supported her, and left the room in despair.

"Young girl, Brother Jiang and Miss Chu Chu know each other?" Feng Wuyan followed.

"Bang!" There seemed to be the sound of water droplets splashing on the ground in the courtyard, and the green gauze tent sneered and said slowly: "Senior brother is because of her that he will come to the Hidden Corpse Mountain. ”

Tilting his face and not letting the tears fall, the green gauze tent gently told the past of the Suzhou City in the south of the Yangtze River.

Jiang Nanyu was born in a family of Jiangnan scholars, and learned a subset of classics and history since he was a child, and he knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. But when he was eight years old, a fire destroyed his house and his parents died, but he was the only one who survived. Later, the vicious landlord adopted him as a wanderer, but the landlord only wanted to squeeze out all his value, not only to let him do tiring work at home, but also to make money by painting on the broken bridge. If he earns less than 100 yuan a day, he will not be fed, and sometimes he will be punched and kicked. He was miserable, there was no hope, and he had to get by every day.

At that time, she was the daughter of the Wu family, and because she loved the scenery of the broken bridge, she often asked the nurse to take her around the broken bridge.

So, she saw him, and she asked him to help her paint. Ordinary people rarely ask for a second painting when they have a painting, but she even asks him to paint every day.

At one point, he couldn't help but be curious and asked her why. She smiled brightly and had sweet little dimples, saying that she liked it for no reason. As he spoke, he asked the nurse to pay him for painting. One hundred dollars, the task given to him by the vicious landlord, only after earning enough hundred dollars, can he have something to eat.

He happily accepted the money on his face, but he smiled disdainfully in his heart, the life of rich and noble families is extravagant, and they don't understand the hardships of the world at all. Then one day, he suddenly realized that no one could like to have someone paint for him every day, and besides, he couldn't draw well at all. At that time, it finally dawned on him.

She is so kind!

Without that layer of estrangement, the two gradually got acquainted, she called him Brother Wen, and he called her Chuchu.

But one day, she did not reappear at the broken bridge as usual, and that day, he waited for a long time, and did not wait for her until it was dark. The same was true for the next three days. In the end, he came to the Wu family compound, only to find that everyone in the Wu family was dead.

It was also on that day that he was photographed by Li Feiyuan, a passing Qingxuan Sect. Li Feiyuan told him that it was the Zuo Protector of the Shenwu Pope of the Hidden Corpse Mountain in the southwest who killed the Wu family.

This is why he came to the Qingxuan Sect. Li Feiyuan's vision was not wrong, he became the leader of the young generation of the Qingxuan Sect, amazing talent, it only took thirty years, not only successfully stepped into the Yuanying realm, cultivated the Yuanying, but also pioneered the Qinglian sword martial arts into the sound of the flute, created the Qinglian Sword Song, and moved the Qingxuan.