"Return to Cloud Town?"

Yao Xiang's brows furrowed slightly, he groaned for a while, and said softly, "What's wrong, homesick?"

Now that the Cangshan Sword Sect is eyeing him, he will do it at any time, and at this juncture, even Kong Xiang has warned Yao Xiang not to go out at will, and he can't tell how many eyeliners are staring at him outside. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Fang Qing was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

"When this matter is resolved, I will accompany you home for a few days. ”

Yao Xiang lightly hugged Fang Qingxiang's shoulders and whispered in her ear, Fang Qingxiang nodded softly, but a trace of loneliness flashed in those bright eyes.

She probably can't afford to wait any longer.

"Well, I'll go first, I have to go to the master's place. ”

Yao Xiang kissed Fang Qing lightly on the forehead, smiled apologetically, and then left in a hurry, Fang Qing kept watching Yao Xiang's figure disappear, his soft and delicate body gently leaned against the tree behind him, his hands behind his back, his beautiful eyes stared at his toes, and he was silent.

A moment later, she walked out of the Ask Mountains alone, and no one noticed her.

Two days later, she returned to Liuyun Town.

With Fang Qing's strength now, as long as she wanted, no one in the entire Liuyun Town would be able to find her traces, she quietly sneaked into the Yao clan, hiding in the shadows, silently looking at everyone in the clan.

Now the Yao clan has dominated Liuyun Town, the family is thriving, Yao Ya is obviously much busier than before, with a little more gray hair on his head, he often rubs his eyes tiredly, dealing with the affairs of the clan.

Yao Ruchu and Yao Xianzhe have further strengthened their strength, and they have also reached the late stage of the Tianxuan Realm, assisting Yao Ya in managing this increasingly powerful clan, and the clan people are prosperous and vigorous.

Fang Qing didn't show up, she just crossed a trace of cold power and stored it in Yao Ya's water cup when Yao Ya was not paying attention, this trace of cold power could ease his fatigue and help him clean up some of the blockages in his body that had been blocked for many years.

After doing all this, Fang Qing came to the corner of the most remote courtyard in the clan, where there was a gorgeous house that seemed out of place to stand, originally there was only a broken grass house, which was later renovated by the clan to become what it is today.

There was only one old man living in the house.

Fang Qing didn't bother the old man who was drinking tea in the courtyard, she just watched silently for a while, and then, as before, while the old man was not paying attention, she crossed a trace of cold power into the teacup, and immediately left the Yao clan.

It was the last trivial thing she could do now.

It's dark.

Fang Qing walked out of Liuyun Town, walked towards the mountain peak step by step, she walked into the pavilion, stood quietly, and slowly closed her eyes.

The night was long, and Fang Qing stood all night.

In her mind, countless pictures flashed one after another, from toddler, to growing up, and then to slim, and the memories of the people, things, and things of this family appeared like a whim.

Finally, the picture in her mind was toned on that dark afternoon.

She still remembers that when she occasionally passed by the dilapidated thatched hut, she was attracted by the sound of the fight inside, and at a casual glance, she happened to see the fierce young man in the house who was as fierce as a lone wolf with no way out, and pulled out his dagger and stuck it on the table, with a hideous and stubborn appearance.

She also remembered that the injured and handsome young man, drenched in the rain, sat on the threshold, silent silence, and the cold ice rain soaked his body and mind for a moment.

People's hearts are mean, cold as winter.

The kindness in Fang Qing's heart made her choose to pull this young man, which was also destined for all kinds of things that happened after this.

Nirvana was reborn, soaring, invincible at the same level, until today's Zongheng sect.

He is getting more and more dazzling, more and more powerful, and she has been silently by his side.

But there is no future......

Standing still all night, Fang Qing's clothes were covered with a layer of dew, and suddenly, she opened her beautiful eyes and looked to the east, and there was a fiery red roulette wheel, which jumped out from behind the mountain range, spewing out ten thousand golden rays, illuminating the world.

The rising sun is thousands of miles, igniting the endless earth.

"You said you wanted to watch the sunrise with me again. ”

Fang Qingbei bit his red lips and muttered to himself.

"Liar, Yao Xiang, you are a liar!"

A thin veil seemed to be cast over her eyes, and even the morning glow gradually became blurred, and a drop of crystal sparkle slipped from her soft outline and dripped to the ground, splashing a trace of dust.

She returned to Yunzhen, in fact, the place she wanted to come to the most was not home, but here.

She wanted to come back here with him and fulfill what she said at the beginning, but unfortunately, there was no chance.

The same sunrise, the same place, the scenery is still there, but only one person is independent.

Fang Qing took one last look at Liuyun Town behind her, and set off to return to the sect, she knew that this time she was probably going to be forever, and there would be no chance to come back.

Fang Qing returned to the sect.

The time from half a year is getting shorter and shorter, Fang Qing leaned against the door frame day by day, waiting quietly.

Finally, half a year passed in a flash.

The man in black arrived as promised.

Fang Qing didn't sleep all night, she cut off a strand of hair, cut off her hair as a pen, stroked on the paper, and wrote every sentence seriously, when the last stroke slowly fell, a drop of crystal fell on the paper, blurring the color of the ink.

Fang Qing got up, looked around, and walked outside step by step.

With a wave of the black-clothed man's robe, the two of them were shrouded in a burst of light, and disappeared in an instant, and the room was empty, leaving only a little residual temperature.

In the distance, on top of an unknown huge bird, the girl in the black dress turned her head, and finally glanced at the mountain range, her gaze seemed to penetrate everything, and stopped at the handsome young man, three thousand green silks fluttered in the wind, covering half of the girl's pretty face, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

The wind rose, hazy whose eyes.

......

In the past three months, Yao Xiang has been staying with Kong Yu, and he has dragged Kong Yu to him as a sparring partner, refining and consuming the Xuan power in his body again and again.

"Come again!"

Yao Xiang's blood was boiling, he already had a lot of bruises and redness all over his body, and his fists were swirling with Xuan Li, and he rushed towards Kong Yu again, Kong Yu exhaled helplessly, how could this little guy be the same as Xiao Qiang, who couldn't be killed, and he was very energetic.

In the past three months, he has beaten this guy half to death every time, and it didn't take long for him to be able to jump up and do it again, during this period, Yao Xiang's rapid improvement in strength also made Kong Xiang's heart tremble.

Repelled Yao Xiang again, Kong Yu just wanted to continue to beat this kid, and an old man in white quickly appeared, with a solemn face.

Kong Yu stopped the attack, looked at Xiong Xiangzhen on the side, and said with a light smile: "Great Elder, what's wrong?"

Xiong Xiangzhen was silent for a moment, and then said softly: "Cangshan Sword Sect, there is movement......