Time flies so fast....

"Master, it's quiet outside."

"What about the monsters?"

"Turned to stone and blown away by the wind."

Xiao Huan breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of a house in the old site of the Hundred Refining Soldier Road, and tightened Wan Min's hand. In the midst of the thorns, they knew nothing about the outside world, and the death of Shehrin and the demise of the demon had been two months ago.

Wan Min has recovered, a month ago, she lay on the sickbed, took Xiao Huan's hand, and said: "Master, I have escaped enough, and my sisters have also escaped enough, let's resist, fight out, I am not afraid of death, and the disciples of Qi Miao Peak are never afraid of death." ”

Xiao Huan said with tears in his eyes: "Two hundred years ago, Qi Miao Peak suffered a catastrophe, and more than half of the women in the entire sect fell into the hands of the enemy and suffered humiliation. We are from a poor family, and we are women, Min'er! It's not that the head is cowardly, how difficult it is to share the world with those men in Huzhou, I don't want to be cheeky, but I just hope that this group of girls can be safe, which is also the wish of the heads of Miaofeng in the past dynasties. ”

"Master!" Wan Min sat up with difficulty, leaned her head on Xiao Huan's shoulder, and cried: "I have been practicing with my master since I was a child, without a master, I am still a girl who has been re-sold, I know the bitterness and bitterness of the world, I am not afraid." The master is dead, I don't want to wait for death in silence in the Eastern Regions, master, I've had enough! Please, let our sisters go out and resist, for the sake of Miao Peak, for ourselves! ”

Xiao Huan had experienced the ups and downs of the war, and she had already been disheartened, she stroked Wanmin's cheek and sighed: "Min'er, isn't it good to live?" ”

"Okay, but to live in humiliation, it's better to die vigorously, anyone can step on the top of our woman's head, it's okay, we can stand up" Wan Min sobbed, "Many sisters are dead, boss!" Is it really right to be alive? ”

Xiao Huan's eyes were sunken a little, looking very tired, and after staying quietly for a long time, Xiao Huan stood up tremblingly and walked out slowly. Wan Min lay down in disappointment, but unexpectedly, Xiao Huan, who walked to the door, stopped, she turned her back to Wan Min and said, "Fight, let's fight, and it can be regarded as an explanation to Qi Miaofeng." After saying that, he covered his mouth and ran out in tears.

Wan Min cried loudly in the house, and a few days later, another group of people appeared at the old site of the Hundred Refining Soldiers, and it turned out that Bai Kexiang led the remnants of Chang Kezong's army and fled here.

Originally, the embarrassed Ke Zongren saw a group of women in front of him, and immediately took a reassuring pill, although he died and became a lost dog, it was still easy to deal with Qi Miaofeng.

"Senior sister" Pan Xiaowen tied her hair, came to Wanmin's side in a strong suit, danced the red silk sleeve in her hand, and said with a smile: "I can fight side by side with my senior sister again, I have made great progress, I'll see who kills more people later!" Hum! Hee-hee..."

Wan Min looked at Pan Xiaowen lovingly, stroked her hair, and then took her into her arms, Wan Min said softly in her ear: "Xiaowen, it's okay, it's okay." Pan Xiaowen buried her head and didn't say a word, and her hands on Wanmin's waist trembled uncontrollably.

Where is she such a fierce woman, when Wan Min stood in front of her again, in an instant, she lost her disguise, war, you are so cruel, but no one is willing to bow her head in front of you, even if it is to deceive herself.

Wan Min stood in front of this group of resolute women, clenching the treasure in her hand, from that day on, Qi Miao Feng would never flinch...

The southern region is extremely desolate, who can remember the prosperity here, the four major sects are only left with Qingshan Peak, hundreds of millions of people in the southern region, under the destruction of the war and the monsters released by the demons, there are only nine million people left, in the past few months, some of the migrants have returned to their hometowns, some have taken root elsewhere, changed their surnames, and changed their outfits.

The dust gate disappeared silently, the Tianhemen died, and the surviving disciples and elders of the medicine gate scattered to all parts of Huzhou with the prescriptions of Tianhemen medicine and medicine, and some joined the remaining sects and became guests, and after many years, all the sects and even small sects had their own refining medicines.

Bu Pumen died, no one survived, after several sweeps of the Chashan and the Fallen Leaf Sect, it merged into a sect, called Yunxiao Sect, divided into two gates, Zhuang Sect and Fa Sect, gradually Zhuang Sect was eliminated, Yunxiao Sect became the second sect that only cultivated spells after Bu Pumen, and later it showed the magic dominance, which is the most in the history of Huzhou.

Lin Lufeng went about the life of the sect step by step as if nothing had happened, but after Sun Yan lost one eye, his body became weaker and weaker, and he kept repeating "This is God's punishment", heh, maybe it's.

Mu Ziyun went home to live for a month, and when he returned to the sect again, many disciples had already returned to Qingshan Peak, and the elders were almost dead, and Liu Xiaoxiao was exceptionally promoted to the elder of Yumen, becoming the youngest elder in the history of Qingshan Peak, and a female elder.

Among them, Tong Hong, who is also a disciple of the Yumen of the Dimen, is respected as the hero of the war because of his bravery in the war, and is respected as the ninth Yu Lin of the original Yumen North faction, who stood up to save his disciples in the war, and was killed by the elders of Chang Kezong, and later generations respected him as a hero, and the fourth elder of the Famen, Zigui, became the acting head of Qingshan Peak, and Hu Xian was the great elder (Qi De is dead).

Mu Ziyun walked into the hastily repaired hall, where ash was still falling, and walked in front of Li Ziwen, Mu Ziyun bowed and said, "Master, I'm back." ”

After Li Ziwen was seriously injured, although he took medicine, it was difficult to recover, he sat down on the chair, and moved his fingers with great effort, Mu Ziyun hurriedly leaned over and held Li Ziwen's hand.

Li Ziwen's voice was very weak: "Ziyun, is there a letter in the east?" ”

"Yes, Huzi just came back" Mu Ziyun sat beside him, "En.... It turned out that Qi Miaofeng and Chang Kezong were hiding on the side of the Hundred Refining Soldier Road, and the fight started, but I didn't expect it... It was Qi Miao Feng who won, and they established a sect at the former site of the Hundred Refining Soldier Dao, called Qi Miao Valley. ”

"Xiao Huan is still alive?" Li asked with a shudder.

Mu Ziyun nodded and sighed: "Live, master, let the war end, just a group of women, it's better to let them live." ”

Li Ziwen shook his head violently, waved his hand and said, "Xiao Huan.... Xiao Huan has to die, its.. For the rest, put... put..."

Mu Ziyun shed tears, leaned Li Ziwen's head on his chest, and cried: "Woo.... Master Master.... I heard it, don't worry, don't worry. ”

In Lin Lu Peak, Shi Shi was already a great elder, still sitting at the table, fiddling with the teacup and asking, "My lord, is it irretrievable?" ”

Sun Qi's eyes were closed, so that it would be more comfortable, "This is Lin Lufeng's fate." “

"Qi Miao Peak has taken root in the east, and it is called Qi Miao Valley."

"Xiao Huan has to die!"

In the land of thorns blown by the cold wind, Xiao Huan and a group of women stood on the edge of the valley, Xiao Huan carefully put the jade bracelet on her wrist on Wan Min's hand, smiled, stroked each girl's cheek, she quietly turned around, and walked towards the sky.

Pan Xiaowen knelt on the ground and cried almost fainting, seventeen-year-old Wanmin was like a statue, standing there strongly, holding a jade bracelet and pinning a Wuchen sword, behind her was the old dream of a generation, the beginning of a generation.

Xiao Huan closed the broken stone door and wiped the blood on his neck with the sword in his hand.