The weather in southern Xinjiang is changing, and it was still a sunny morning, but at this moment, a cold wind blew.

Visible to the naked eye, a few dark clouds drifted over from the side of the mountain, and in a blink of an eye, it was a scene of wind and rain coming.

Lin Zhuo looked back at Jin Zhu'er's slightly blank gaze, pulled the corners of his mouth to reveal a smile, and said softly, "Are you awake?"

Hearing this, Jin Zhu'er nodded, and was about to say something, but he noticed the abnormality around him. Looking back, her lips opened slightly, and her face became even paler.

Qingyunmen... Tianyin Temple, and... Incense Valley...

Every time she saw it, her face turned a little whiter, until later, it was as pale as paper, and for a while she felt that she was still in the black forest, surrounded by a group of beasts.

She was stunned for a moment, but she suddenly remembered something, turned her head and suddenly looked at Lin Zhuo in front of her, and with a tremor in her eyes, she staggered to her feet.

Seeing this, Lin Zhuo hurriedly stretched out a hand to support her, and said, "Don't move yet, how do you feel?"

Jin Bei'er shook his head slightly, and was about to say something, but Li Xun over there had already finished listening to the narration of the disciple of the Burning Incense Valley, and looked at it gloomily.

He first looked at the golden bottle, and then he looked at Lin Zhuo and the tall Xiaocha on the side, turned his head to the ten thousand swords and hugged his fist and said, "Ten thousand seniors... What do you think should be done?"

Wan Jian glanced at him, but he didn't reply, just looked at the Pufang monk on the other side, with thoughtful eyes in his eyes.

And at this moment, the Pufang monk over there came over with the Fa Xiang, he bowed his head slightly to the ten thousand swords and eleven salutes: "Old monk Pufang, this... It must be the master of Qingyunmen. ”

Wan Jianyi looked at his movements, and also replied, "Yes, it is the old man, you are the junior brother mentioned by Pu Zhi?"

The old monk was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that the one in front of him was not taboo at all, and hurriedly nodded: "Exactly, Senior Brother Puzhi is alive, and he often talks to us about the deeds of the Lord of Wan, and the old monk is really fascinated. ”

Wan Jian was slightly stunned, then he took another serious look at Pu Fang, and said, "You are different from most people in Tianyin Temple. ”

The old monk showed a smile and wanted to say something more, but Li Xun on the side couldn't hold it back for a long time, and when he saw that the two of them were complimenting each other, he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Regardless of the two of them, he turned to the golden bottle and said, "Demon girl, two days ago, a disciple reported that he had seen you outside my Incense Valley, presumably that ghost did something, and you also have a share." ”

Speaking of this, he looked around and glanced at the people in Qingyunmen, but said again: "I also want to help you take down this demon girl, this person may have something to do with the changes in my valley in the past two days, thank you in advance." ”

He turned his head to look at it in a daze, but saw that except for Xiao Yicai on the side, his face was gloomy, and he didn't know what to think again, others such as Lu Xueqi, Lin Jingyu, Zeng Shushu and others were unmoved, just silent and silent.

Slightly stunned, he glanced at Lin Zhuo, who was standing with Jin Zhu'er and was obviously closely related, and a trace of sneer appeared imperceptibly in his eyes.

And at this moment, Wan Jianyi and the old monk also finished speaking, and the old monk glanced at Lin Zhuo, but he said to this Wan Jian: "Master Wan, since you are here, then you will be in charge of this matter, and I will not be nosy with the old monk." ”

As soon as Wan Jian heard this, he glanced at the old monk and Li Xun on the side, and then looked at Lin Zhuo.

If only the people of Qingyunmen were here, Wan Jianyi naturally didn't want to think about it, so he let Lin Zhuo go, but now, all the three pillars of the righteous path in the world are here, and he represents the position of Qingyunmen.

Thinking of this, he frowned, he sighed secretly in his heart, and said, "Lin girl, come here..."

Lin Zhuo was slightly stunned when she heard this, and everyone focused on her, but she took a deep look at Wan Jianyi, lowered her head, and didn't make any move.

Seeing this, Xiao Yicai showed a little anxiety on his face, and hurriedly said, "Senior Sister Lin, what are you waiting for?

Lin Zhuo opened his mouth, only to feel that his heart was in a mess, and he didn't know what to do for a while, but at this moment, the golden bottle behind him who saw everything in his eyes quietly lowered his head, and the hand pulling the clothes behind Lin Zhuo quietly loosened.

Fa Xiang, who was standing behind the old monk, took in all of this, and he turned his head to look to the side, the emotionally turbulent Incense Valley disciple and the silent Qingyunmen disciple formed a stark contrast.

With a light sigh, he silently chanted the Buddha's name.

The wind in southern Xinjiang was a little cold, and the hair on Xiao Cha's body that was blowing directly flew up, revealing the blue and shining scales under it.

Lin Zhuo stood here and looked around.

Although there are only a dozen people here, at this moment, in their eyes, they have already interpreted most of the colors in this world.

There is compassion, there is success, there is ridicule, there is resentment...

And what I saw the most was the worry in the eyes of everyone in Qingyunmen, and the deep confusion...

She finally felt how much courage it took more than ten years ago on that Qingyun Mountain, when Baguio appeared and stood in front of Zhang Xiaofan...

The golden bottle behind him quietly lowered his head, and whispered in a voice that was indiscernible and could only be heard by Lin Zhuo: "You go quickly, I... I can. ”

"Smack..."

A drop of water quietly fell from the sky and landed at Lin Zhuo's feet, stirring up a few wisps of dust on the ground.

Such as... It's going to rain...

Lin Zhuo looked up at the sky, but his mind was like a slideshow turning countless scenes about the golden bottle.

The encounter in the sealed valley, the care in the leisurely stream, and later, the blow that was blocked for himself in the empty mulberry mountain desperately, the emotions whispered lightly on the Liubo Mountain...

And so on and so forth... This woman who wraps herself tightly and struggles carefully to survive in the world seems to have been paying silently for herself all along.

And he accepted all this with peace of mind.

At such a time, how could he leave her alone?

In the horrified eyes of everyone, she smiled lightly, turned around and quietly held the hand of the golden bottle.

looked at her helplessly, helped her tidy up her hair that was blown away by the wind, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, it's okay..."

Lu Xueqi over there seemed to have expected something, and her face changed dramatically and she exclaimed, "Senior sister, you... Don't do anything stupid..."

Before the words fell, Lin Zhuo had already turned around, she smiled at Lu Xueqi, and had already made a choice in her heart, and said, "Senior sister, help me talk to the master, it's because I can't live up to her old man..."

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