The day before the return, Yan Tingshen came to look for Qiong Yi, and in addition to condolences for her injuries, the two also chatted about something else.

"Qiong Yi, why did Mo Yungu send someone to kill you?"

Qiong also thought: "I haven't figured this out either, Sheng Yan said, this person is probably afraid of my strength, afraid that I will be in trouble in the future, but I always feel that this reason is a bit far-fetched." ”

Yan Ting thought deeply and shook his head: "Maybe that's the case." ”

Of course, Qiong is not blindly confident enough to think that her strength can be strong to that extent, she tried to connect this nonsensical assassination with the Rong people who wanted to kidnap her in Qingfeng Town last time, and solve the confusion, but no matter how she thought about it, she was confused, after all, the position of forcible killing and life binding was completely contradictory.

Just as she was thinking, Yan Tingshen said again: "We are winning Xirong this time, I heard that the thank you gift from Sect Master Xie Cong will have to wait for the mansion of other clans to be cleaned up again before it can be sent to the other four clans and scattered cultivators." ”

"Sect Master Xie is generous at this time? When the tide of battle was reversed not long ago, he was secretly making things difficult. Joan also snorted as she sorted out the paperwork on the table.

Yan Ting smiled deeply and handed over the scroll in his hand: "Qiong Yi, among the Jianghu sects, most of the people who express their hearts to the five clans are low-end small sects, and some of them are not even enough to enter the 'ten factions', and the first three factions have not expressed anything. ”

Taking the scroll he handed over, Qiong also replied: "As expected, the foundation of the three factions is not small, they have always maintained the posture of the well water not violating the river water with the five clans, and the situation can be stable, so they must choose to watch from the sidelines." ”

"Well, so I didn't let those small sects send people to support, I just accepted magic weapons and pills, and asked Sect Master Xie to thank you as an ancient clan." Yan Ting said lightly: "Small sect, what you need is nothing more than this." ”

Unfolding the scroll, Qiong Yi thought it was a document she hadn't seen, but what caught her eye was a column of names: "This is?" When she looked at it more closely, her hand holding the scroll began to tremble, she took a deep breath, closed the scroll, and solemnly thanked Yan Tingshen: "Thank you, Brother Yan, I will take them home." ”

The name on this scroll is a disciple of the Guangyang clan who died in this Western War.

It was Joan's fellow who was also buried here.

"Don't thank me." Yan Ting smiled deeply, revealing a little compassion, and said after a long time: "Qiong Yi, the simple formation you have studied is very peculiar, can I borrow the original formation drawings to see?" ”

"Absolutely." Joan also put the scroll away, found the original drawing from the stack of papers pressed, and handed it over: "Oh." ”

"Can I borrow these?"

"It's okay, Brother Yan and I are polite."

Yan Tingshen smiled and arched his hand: "If you miss me and Su Ye in the future, remember to call Xuan Resentment and come to Yize to drink." ”

*

Soon after, Joan and her fellow disciples set off on a return journey.

On the way, Yang Xiaosi and Lu Li stayed with her, and repeatedly asked her about losing her mind and sobriety, as well as how one person fought three hundred pseudo-cultivations alone, which almost became a folk legend. Qiong Yi was dying at that time, her memory was not clear, and she couldn't tell too many details, so she could only answer vaguely.

Along the way, Lu Xu came from time to time to ask for warmth, and Qiong deliberately avoided it, she remembered Lu Xu's kind words when she was confused, and she felt that he was very close at that time, and she would only feel embarrassed when she woke up.

Before returning to the sect, Xie Yangyu wanted to give her a pair of gold and jade bracelets, one large and one small, according to the color, it was a male and female style, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a congratulations to herself and Sheng Xuan. Joan didn't accept the gift, she refused with a smile, and the last thing she took away was a large bouquet of flowers picked for her by the villagers in the small village behind the mountain.

There were many colorful flowers, and Qiong couldn't bear to let them wither, so she specially asked Yang Xiaosi to use the wood walking technique to extend the flowering period of the flowers for a long time, so that they could return to the clan.

After returning to Guangyang, Qiong also sent the scroll of Yan Tingshen's transcript to the master, those fellow disciples who died in the war, the bones were difficult to find, Lu Bin ordered to erect a mound for them, standing on the low hill of the white stone cliff.

On that day, Qiong also wore a plain white dress, and together with the eight brothers and sisters, the flowers given by the villagers were placed in front of the tombstone, the flowers were silent, and the people who put them had the heart to mourn, Qiong also folded her hands, the sun shone on her skirt, and the four were quiet, and after bowing, she left the cemetery with her brothers.

Lu Yuhao walked in the front, turning around and rubbing the heads of his junior brothers and sisters one by one, Lu Xu thought he was sensational, and took the lead in setting it aside, Yang Xiaosi was choked up by Lu Yuhao's behavior, and Qiong was also pressed down by the senior brother, just silently looked at his toes, and did not speak.

She remembered the tragedy of the battle before she didn't rush to the pass, remembered the comrades she watched die, and even more remembered the blood of the people she killed with her own hands.

Now, it's all over.

When she walked into the gate of the Lu family's mansion, Zhu Yunluo finally saw Qiong Yi, and couldn't help but be stopped by the maid next to her, so she jumped up and hugged her. Qiong Yi was taken aback by Zhu Yunluo, and before she could react, Zhu Yunluo thought she was really stupid, hugged her and cried bitterly, Qiong Yi patted her on the back and coaxed: "Ah Luo, okay, I'm fine, I'm back, Xijiang is peaceful, and in the future, there will be no more wars." ”

Zhu Yunluo let go of her, looked at her with teary eyes, and said angrily: "You, you scared me to death!" Woo, it's okay, it's okay......"

Lu Li, who was standing on the side, soothed: "Sister Zhu, senior sister, she has really recovered, and she has made great contributions." If you don't let go of her again, it is estimated that she will miss the hour, and she will have to be praised and scolded by the master. ”

Qiong also waved his hand to the people in a row: "Why don't you go first?" My sister will stay with me for a long time, and Master will definitely not panic to see me for a while, he is very generous. ”

Zhu Yunluo was coaxed by her and wiped her tears: "Well, I won't delay you to see the sect master." Then he saluted the people and said goodbye.

It is rare for everyone under Lu Bin's disciples to get together for dinner, and on weekdays, either this apprentice is training, or that apprentice is in retreat, and today is a rare place to see people. Qiong also looked at everyone at the table, the senior brother was picking up vegetables for his parents and sister, several junior brothers were secretly poking and poking to grab meat to eat, Xiao Si was picking the spicy seeds in the dish, she was in a trance, it seemed that such days, in the past or in the future life, there were not a few times.

After a nap, Lu Bin talked about this war with the disciples, praised the eldest son for his steady consul in the battle, and the use of soldiers was also remarkable, and the eldest daughter Lu Yanshan went around to eliminate the rogue, and praised Lu Xu and the third and fourth disciples for not being afraid of strong enemies, and then Kuaqiong was also brave and strategic, leading the team to the west to destroy Gu City, and the siege in the mountains, which was almost the turning point of Xirong's fighting spirit.

He praised his disciples all over again, but the last thing he said to them was, "Even if you don't have these merits, you will come back safely."

*

A few days later, the hall master Nangong Li took the initiative to look for Qiong Yi, saying that he had seen her self-made formation in front of the pass and was very interested in it, Qiong Yi's eyes lit up: "Yes! Hall Master, do you think my simple array is easy to use? ”

Nangong Li nodded coldly and said, hoping to borrow the formation drawings to observe.

Qiong also said: "But the drawings have already been borrowed by someone first, and you are one step late, hall master." ”

"Who borrowed it?"

"My friend, who is now the guest secretary of the Su clan, said that this kind of formation is very interesting, so when I withdrew from the camp and returned to the line, I took it all by him."

Nangong Li twitched from the corner of his eyes: "Lu Xiyan, do you really not treat other clans as outsiders?" ”

"The hall master didn't do his best to teach me at the beginning, and he didn't accept me as an apprentice, so I should treat you as an outsider."

Nangong Li was so angry that he only said, "Let him return it quickly when he finishes it." After flicking his sleeves and leaving, Qiong also pursed her lips and said in her heart: This person's temper is really still very bad.

*

The months passed.

The Western Xinjiang Pass was repaired and stabilized, and the guards and royals used in the town at that time were also used today. Qiong also heard that some of the casual cultivators who volunteered to come to the front line did not want to go away, while others chose to stay on the platform, receive the help of the five clans, and cultivate for a living.

At the same time, the five major clans began to recruit disciples from outside the sect. Other clans on the high mountains may have less influence, but the Lu family's mansion is located at the foot of the white stone cliff, in the city of Taiyang, so this city is more lively than one day. There are children of rich families who are sent in to seek cultivation and longevity, there are ordinary people who come to learn from teachers and seek art, and there are poor people who come to eat with their families, and there are countless people.

The outer door is lively, and the inner door is idle. Qiong also likes to join in the fun, and in her spare time from cultivation, she often falls on the tree with light work, watching the new students frolicking in the outer door, and after being discovered by the elder in charge, she is invited to teach the new disciple swordsmanship. Qiong Yi, who is a good old man, has a soft temperament, but others repeatedly begged, so he went to show his basic sword moves in front of the young disciples, or attended as a reviewer during the selection assessment. In the battle assessment, her sword was precise and sharp, defeating the newcomer, and the elder stood in front of Qiong Yi, and introduced in a boastful tone: This is your inner senior sister, Lu Xiyan, is the sect master's personal disciple. In the future, if you practice diligently, one day you will be able to practice swordsmanship into her realm.

Not surprisingly, Qiong has also become a casual conversation after tea and dinner for the freshmen of the outer gate, from her bizarre and humble life experience, to her marriage contract with Sheng Xiaoshao, and then to the strange news of her and her friends who broke through the rivers and lakes to seize the sword, and finally when it comes to her wartime strategies and achievements, it has been passed on by word of mouth and relish, attracting the envy of everyone, not only in the outer gate, but also in Taiyang City, "Lu Xiyan" has become a legendary figure for a while.

Even when Zhu Yunluo was working in the house, she would be respected as "Sister Xiyan's sister", and she would do her work, Zhu Yunluo was afraid that the work was not done by herself, her wages were deducted, and Qiong couldn't cry or laugh, and then the elders asked her to teach swordsmanship to the new students outside the door, and she refused to go anyway.

*

Year-end, winter-time.

The ghost qi of the Western Xinjiang battlefield was finally cleaned up, and Sheng Xuanyan led his disciples to return to Luoyi, and he took a detour to see Qiong Yi as he did when he came.

After Qiong also heard the news of the return of the Sheng family, he left the mansion to see him, Sheng Xuan complained and went to the Lu family's mansion, and Qiong also ran to the city gate, but he was empty. There are residents to show them the way, a while ago just for Sheng Xuanyan to point out the way, soon after Qiong also ran to this street, the two were able to meet at noon, but they were forced to go around Taiyang City several times, until dusk, Sheng Xuanren relied on the spiritual guidance, only to catch the wind and catch the shadow, running around, she held in his arms.

The sun is setting, the north wind is whining, the orange-red glow is draped on the clouds, there are dried branches in the distance, and on the stone road on the street, the two of them are hugging more and more tightly, and the thoughts in their hearts cannot be said.

Sheng Xuan held his breath steady and held her cold hand: "Qiong Yi, I'm going back to Luoyao." ”

She said, "yes. ”

And he said, "I'll miss you, Sheng Jun." ”

Sheng Xuan resentfully held her hand and hooked her little thumb: "Do you remember the promise you promised me?" The one that can do anything. ”

"I remember." Qiong also pursed her lips, obviously reluctant, but her eyes were full of smiles: "There is one left." So this one thing, what do you want me to do for you? ”

"I want you to wait for me."

The winter wind curled his hair, black as ink satin, and his cheeks were facing away from the setting sun, and his eyebrows were bright, which made Qiong also feel that it was the most dazzling thing here, and he said, "Wait for me to take you away." ”