"You...... Is it Jiang Wanqing? ”

Under the flowing moon, the cold mist was foggy, Yan Yu hesitated for a moment, and finally forced himself to raise his eyes to stare at the dreamlike peerless demeanor under the moonlight.

Regardless of the outcome of his misguess, there is no way back for him now.

"Yes and what, and what is not?"

Jiang Wanqing's face was silent and there was no trace of turmoil, and she did not choose to answer his words directly.

Through Yan Yu's anxious and painful expression, Jiang Wanqing knew that he must have encountered something difficult, and it must be related to Duanmu Xin.

Jiang Wanqing's seemingly rhetorical question, in fact, has confirmed from the side that she is the "Jiang Wanqing" who met them in the Luoxia Mountains.

"If yes...... Senior Sister Wanqing, I would like to ask you to do me a favor. ”

Jiang Wanqing stared at Yan Yu's increasingly painful expression, nodded lightly and motioned for him to continue, and also knew that this so-called busyness was indeed related to Duanmu Xin.

Even if she worships the immortal gate, the young lady of the Duanmu family, who is a big family, still can't escape the fate of her family's marriage, just because her strength is too weak.

In order to become stronger, in order to change his unwilling fate, Duanmu Xin practiced a book of exercises from the demon clan that he got by chance.

The fate of her involuntary body eventually changed, but she also made a wrong step because of a wrong step.

Immortals and demons have different paths, they are incompatible, and they can't control the leakage of demonic qi and are found out by the disciples of the same sect and told the sect master that now she has been imprisoned in the Falling Star Cliff, and in three days, she will be abolished in front of all the disciples of the sect and expelled from the sect.

Not to mention the abolition of cultivation and expulsion from the sect, at that time, Duanmuxin couldn't control his own demonization, and the outcome was more than lucky.

Yan Yu, who had said this, knew that it was very unlikely that Jiang Wanqing, as a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who came to the banquet, would help him, but he still took out the high-grade elixir extremely sincerely as a price in exchange and asked her to make a move.

Now in the sect, it is inevitable that no one will help them for their own immortal path.

Yan Yu sighed helplessly in his heart, he actually didn't have any hope at all, and even thought about his ending.

Before that, he had to kill the beast who reported Duanmu Xin, and he had to try his best to save Duanmu Xin, even if it was a moth to the fire.

The abolition of the monk's cultivation is like a mortal who has lost his five senses, let alone a woman like Xin'er who is extremely yearning for the future of the fairy road.

Jiang Wanqing quietly stared at Yan Yu's eyes with more and more violent crazy hatred, and in her heart she suddenly remembered the scene when she and Qiu Yan were separated for the last time.

At that time, she had no strength and didn't know anything.

And Yan Yu knew what to do, but he couldn't change it because he didn't have the strength.

Strength, what a luxury word.

Jiang Wanqing pulled her lips slightly, trying to recall all the things she had when she first met Duanmu Xin.

She once said that she couldn't bear to watch a disciple of her Qi cultivation stage enter the mountain range alone.

Help them, once you fail, it will be a catastrophe for yourself.

But now, the only one who can help them is himself, even if he tries to do his part.

What is a predestined fate?

Flowers that are withered should not have withered.

It is up to her to give new life.

Jiang Wanqing still can't figure it out.

Why can she change her fate, but she can't change Qiu Yan's?

The blood in her shallow eyes was surging darkly, and Jiang Wanqing agreed with a smile in Yan Yu's extremely unbelievable gaze.

"If you succeed, where will you choose to go in the future?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

Regarding Jiang Wanqing's unclear words, Yan Yu's face was confused for a moment.

Jiang Wanqing finally chose to give Yan Yu a suggestion, maybe only there can protect them,

Inadvertently, a handsome and bewitching face faintly floated in her mind.

And, he promised himself.