Shu Yuechen walked from the street to the end of the street in a daze, but she still didn't find the person she wanted to see.

She also felt that her thoughts were ridiculous, so ridiculous that she didn't want to say it, or even think about it.

She misses her brother and sister.

Obviously, she had always wanted to kill him.

She always felt that as long as she killed Mu Hanyun, she could cut off this annoying lovesickness.

However, she never managed to kill him.

failed to kill Lu Qingyang, she was a little depressed, and her thoughts were like a tide suddenly hitting her heart.

It's been ten years, she has surrendered the Heavenly Punishment Divine Sword, but she hasn't been able to find her distant junior brother, obviously she begged him so lowly.

Perhaps, the junior brother will never come back.

Cultivation is a long road, and the people around you will leave one by one, leaving you alone on this path.

Shu Yuechen didn't know what the Early Rain Fairy was, and she didn't know what the Songyue Pavilion Master was, but she was in a bad mood and wanted to find something to pass the time.

He just wanted to scold Xiang Ji for actually picking up the wrong person, but suddenly felt that this woman was very familiar.

Shu Yuechen fell into an inexplicable sentimentality.

The steward's sharp eyes had already found out that the female guest brought by Xiang Ji was not the Autumn Rain Fairy, and he was very angry in his heart, and his face suddenly changed.

At this moment, Shu Yuechen felt very lonely.

I can't go back to the earth world, and I can't see my parents.

It turned out that the days of life together were so short, and it was just ordinary at that time.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the master was taken away, the junior brother betrayed the door, and the junior sister also had her own secrets, and gradually became estranged from her.

At this time, a person approached her, ignoring the evil aura all over her body, and clasped his hands into fists and waved at her: "Is it the Autumn Rain Fairy? The villain Xiang Ji was ordered by the Lord of Songyue Pavilion to lead the way for the fairy."

Xiang Ji was ordered to come out to greet the guests, and recognized Shu Yueji as the Autumn Rain Fairy, in his opinion, Shu Yuechen's appearance was similar to the Autumn Rain Fairy, they were all cold and dusty beauties.

She didn't speak, just nodded and motioned for Xiang Ji to lead the way in front.

Xiang Ji used to be a casual cultivator who had just entered the Qi refining period, and only recently took refuge in the local Immortal Cultivation Sect Songyue Pavilion to run errands and do some chores.

He used to be a face-blind person, and he hadn't improved much after cultivating immortals.

When I went to the island, there was already a steward waiting for the distinguished guests here.

How could it be so familiar?

The steward was higher than Xiang Ji's cultivation, and his perception was more keen, and he also saw that the cultivation of the woman in front of him was bottomless.

The steward swallowed the rebuke back into his stomach, and he finally remembered who this woman was, the female sword immortal Shu Yueji of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Shu Yueji stared at the steward, and the compelling evil aura hit instantly, making the steward have the illusion of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood in front of his eyes.

Xiang Ji took Shu Yueji around and around to a large lake on the outskirts, and the two of them got on the boat again and arrived at a small island in the center of the lake.

The steward had seen her portrait before.

It's going to be a dead man, this evil god doesn't go after Lu Qingyang, why did he come to Linzhou! was also led to Songyue Pavilion by Xiang Ji, who was not long-eyed.

Shu Yuechen got closer and closer, and the steward became more and more afraid, he was sweating like rain, and he kept shaking, as if he had a serious illness.

Xiang Ji also stopped talking to the steward, and the steward immediately ordered, "Don't rub in, go and serve the fairy well." His voice was hoarse.

Xiang Ji didn't know why, so he could only continue to walk forward with Shu Yueji.

The figure of Shu Yueji disappeared from view, and the steward breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat with his sleeve.