She said that at that time, Huishuo Dafa would not reflect her figure.

Jiang Wanqing could basically conclude through her breath that this person was the mysterious woman who had helped them in Falling Rain City.

The moon was full and the moon was waning, everything was quiet, and her heart inadvertently revealed a trace of throbbing, uneasy, and many disciples of the Yanling Sect with anxious and indignant faces came to hear the order.

Seeing that Jiang Wanqing's face was full of respect and respect, it was almost impossible for anyone to suspect that she would have anything to do with this robbery and killing.

After all, Jiang Wanqing, as the only guest of the outer sect, is still an extremely powerful sect like the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, even if she has the heart to suspect that there is no exact basis, she is only thinking about it in her heart.

But just because they don't doubt it doesn't mean that this thing that shouldn't exist will come to naught.

The candle flame flickered on and off, the scarlet flowers withered and stood still, Jiang Wanqing, who couldn't calm down, slowly opened her eyes, and quietly watched the withered flowers drift away with the wind, and a wry smile appeared on her pale little face poured by the moonlight.

In the bottom of her heart, she could always see what the two Jindan monks looked like when they died tragically.

Yes, she didn't make a move from beginning to end, and she seems to have been a bystander.

But the point is, if Duanmuxin is not defiled by them, then what is the point of their death.

It's just, in order to vent Yan Yu and her anger?

The journey of cultivating immortals is particularly difficult, and they have already reached Jindan.

It was a good time, but she died tragically for no reason because of her own selfish desires.

Inadvertently, the endless coldness from the bottom of her heart seemed to seep into the bone marrow, and Jiang Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly and shrunk her body tightly into a ball.

If the plot never changes from beginning to end......

What is right and what is wrong?

Jiang Wanqing's eyes were stunned and confused, and she whispered softly over and over again in her heart.

On the eve of dawn, the polar night was quiet, the distorted demons were breeding, and the suppressed demonic energy was surging.

The cold wind gradually rose, the candle flame went out, and when the clear shallow eyes were soaked in blood, the silent smile on the lips was blurred and faint.

The most taboo on the road of cultivating immortals is remorse, one wrong step is a lifelong mistake, there is remorse, and demons breed, and the only end of the face is that the cultivation stagnates and goes into the demon form.

When the demons disappeared and the coldness retreated, Jiang Wanqing raised her eyes slightly and stared at the glimmer of the morning light, bringing the purple qi from the east to her with a faint trace of warmth.

She knew she had never regretted it, if she had to say it.

It was the pity for them, the two Jindan disciples of the Yanling Sect.

And so it can be.

"Senior sister, do you have the intention of returning to the sect?"

Facing Su Yaochuan's inquiry, Jiang Wanqing hesitated and finally chose to nod.

Yes, she gave up.

In the original plot, there is a treasure buried on the east side of a forest where the outer gate peak of the Yanling Sect is located-Snow Lingzhi.

It is also one of the biggest opportunities of this trip.

In the original plot, the heroine was guided by the divine beast Suzaku to get the snow lingzhi to condense it with aura, and after eating it, she broke through the two-order cultivation one after another.

She could choose to leave two days later and get Snow Lingzhi.

But Jiang Wanqing, who experienced this incident, understands that if she gains something, she must choose to lose.

Misfortune and blessing are relied upon, and blessing and misfortune are lurking.

At least, it can give her peace of mind.

Thousands of miles of sky, clouds and mist, on the way back to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Jiang Wanqing broke away from meditation and pretended to ask inadvertently.

"Master Chuan, what if...... The matter of robbing the people of the Yanling Sect has something to do with me.

So, what will be my end? ”