The three of them who were in a trance, until the Jindan battle in front of them was decided, they were still confused.

Although Yu Nanjing was brave and good at fighting, but in the face of opponents of the same level, the weakness of mana became a constraint after all, and he fought for more than half an hour, unwilling to be defeated.

Yu Nanjing tasted the bitterness of defeat for the first time in his life, and Sikong Shi won the battle unscathed.

"Sword cultivation, but Er'er, hahaha......"

The faces of the pure yang disciples at the scene were like ashes, and they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Yu Nanjing, who has always been invincible at the same level, has been defeated, and the dignity of the Pure Yang Sword Sect is being ruthlessly trampled on by the Sikong Master!

"According to the agreement, I should take your sect's sword, what are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and send my loot, hahahaha......"

The Sky Master laughed wildly.

On Wuxiao Mountain, a sword light really flew and stopped in front of Sikong Shi.

Sikong Shi grabbed the sword, glanced at it, and gave it to a female companion next to him with a smile.

"Pure Yang Sword Sect, you must do what you say, and you admire it."

Sikong Shi said in a strange way, glanced around, and then snorted coldly, and took the two female companions away from the sky and disappeared into the distance.

Yu Nanjing stared at the back of Sikong Shi's departure, his eyes were full of sword-like cold stars, and unwillingness and anger were brewing in his chest.

"Sooner or later...... Sooner or later...... Revenge for today's disgrace! ”

The play is over, and the people are gone.

Ling Xiao was still standing in place, and his understanding of sword cultivation in his heart was a little deeper.

Although these people generally have some psychological problems, they are still very gentlemanly, if they were to another sect, Sikong Shi insulted the law like this, and they were attacked by a group and chopped to death with a sword.

The sword is a gentleman's soldier, and it seems that it is not groundless.

"Before the master left, he seemed to be looking for you. But don't worry, I hid you and he didn't find you. The middle-aged Fang Shi said with a smile, his tone slightly inviting merit.

"Thank you, senior." Ling Xiao had no choice but to say so.

"Your tone is insincere, don't you thank me? Aren't you afraid that the air master will trouble you? ”

"I'm afraid, I'm so scared that I almost peed out."

Ling Xiao said perfunctorily, then stepped forward quickly and grabbed a dejected Pure Yang disciple.

"I want to see Dong Qingran, immediately, immediately, and now with the token to send me a message, or I will kill you!" Ling Xiao said viciously.

Hindered three times and twice, his patience has reached its limit.

If this guy still dares to push back, Ling Xiao will definitely let him taste what an angry iron fist is.

The unlucky guy who was caught did not refuse, and after taking the token, he suddenly asked: "...... Are you Ling Xiao? ”

"You know me?"

"Acquaintance, I met you thirty years ago."

As the disciple spoke, suddenly a spirit hurriedly covered the storage bag on his waist and exclaimed, "Don't mess around, dare to rob me, my master will not let you go!" ”

Even after thirty years, Ling Xiao's reputation as a robber is still well-known.

Ling Xiao looked at him speechlessly, and after a while, he squeezed out a few words: "Don't rob, go and spread the word." ”

"Oh......"

The disciple didn't dare to say anything more, broke free from Ling Xiao, and ran away as if flying.

Running through the mountain gate, he couldn't help but turn his head, looked at Ling Xiao, and swallowed his saliva with palpitations.

At that time, Ling Xiao took the position of the champion of the Chengyun Competition with the attitude of a dark horse, and he was already famous all over the world. However, in the past thirty years, this guy has evaporated from the world, and no news has come out.

Many speculate that this person may have died a long time ago.

But today, this person appeared alive again, and he was really scared to death!

After thirty years of dormancy, what did he do?

Now that he has been born again, what are you here for?

Also, he asked to see Elder Dong?

See, the first beauty of the Pure Yang Sword Sect today?

What is the relationship between the two?

What is this jade slip?

Will Elder Dong meet him?

Can I meet Elder Dong?

Does Elder Dong know who I am?

Would I like to introduce myself?

This person had too many questions in his mind, and with both anticipation and complicated feelings, he finally made a mistake, came to Dong Qingran's cave mansion where he was retreating and cultivating, and respectfully sent Yu Jian in.

……

Before entering this cave mansion, Ling Xiao prepared many opening sentences.

However, when he really saw her sitting there, her autumn-like eyes were as affectionate as they were back then, her shyness was as good as she was back then, and her resentment was the same as back then, Ling Xiao's feet were like nails, and she couldn't move forward anymore.

"What are you standing there for?" Dong Qingran's cheeks flushed slightly, and he asked softly.

Her soft and glutinous voice, as if she had been missing for thirty years, became extremely heavy, and Ling Xiao couldn't lift her legs.

But he eventually walked over and sat down in front of her.

Dong Qingran looked at him.

"You're darker than you used to be."

In the past thirty years, Ling Xiao has been exposed to the wind and sun, running around the sea, and Ling Xiao's whole person has become a big circle, especially when she sits opposite her, she looks like black charcoal.

"Black charcoal." She couldn't help but laugh.

She slowly reached out and stroked his steely face, and said softly, "I miss you so much." ”

Ling Xiao only felt that the qi and blood in his body were surging, even if he didn't say a word, he didn't have to say anything, he stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly.

"I miss you too."

I miss you more than I did before I came, more than I imagined.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes were red, and she seemed to cry again, so she hurriedly buried her head in his arms.

"I don't send a letter...... I...... I don't believe you. She said coquettishly.

Ling Xiao could only hug her tighter, so tight that she could clearly hear the firm heartbeat.

She finally burst into tears and laughed.

"Ling Xiao...... Ling Xiao...... Ling Xiao...... Ling Xiao ......"

She called, one by one, sentence by sentence, the precipitation of thirty years of lovesickness, strong affection into the sound of bone-crushing love.

Don't come to the thirty-tone book, a few inches out of the intestines, and slowly solve it.

Ling Xiao saw the three words "Dong Qingran" again, imprinted on the silk cloth, imprinted in the sight of his eyes, and imprinted in the depths of his heart, he trembled his hands, slowly unraveled, slowly unraveled.

"Dong Qingran, I'm back. I'm coming. ”

……

When he woke up from the dream, Ling Xiao suddenly remembered that June and Xiaogua were still waiting for him outside the cave mansion, so he hurriedly asked Dong Qingran to open the cave mansion and invite the second daughter in.

"She's the friend you're going to meet?"

"Why have you two been talking for so long?"

"Why is she so red?"

"Why is the futon on the ground so messy?"

June and Xiaogua walked into the cave and stared at Dong Qingran, as if looking at a rare animal, both curious and puzzled.

The more the two asked, the more Dong Qingran lowered his head, so ashamed that the roots of his neck were as red as a fire, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Her name is Dong Qingran. Ran'er, this is the melon and the June ......"

Ling Xiao was also embarrassed, so he quickly opened the topic and introduced the identities of both parties.