In such a situation, Qingge knew that he must have done something secretly behind his back, afraid that she would know.

"Silence, where did you just go?"

After a few moments, no reply was heard.

Qingge was not in a hurry, just waited quietly. She knew that it wouldn't be long before he himself would come out.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Silence to finally appear, carefully observing her changes. Seeing that she was still as plain as water, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's nothing! I just wanted to go back and teach a lesson.

I just didn't expect that as soon as I got there, they would die! I was just afraid that you would misunderstand, so I didn't want you to know. ”

Listening to his righteous and stern explanation, she made her chuckle.

"Lesson, I see, you want to go back and kill them!"

Silence was speechless, as if acquiescing to her statement.

However, Qingge knew very well in his heart that for himself, he did a lot of things that he knew he couldn't do.

After a moment of silence, Qingge took out the black deceased umbrella and set it aside.

The red deceased flower on the umbrella is still not in full bloom.

"How did they die?"

Silence didn't expect her to ask about their deaths, and wanted to stagger the subject. Looking sideways at the deceased umbrella, he couldn't tell what the expression was on his face, and he seemed to be a little entangled.

"How's he doing?"

Qingge stretched out his white and slender fingers, stroked the silver bell at the end of the umbrella bone, looked at the dead flowers that were still unbloomed on the umbrella surface, and lost the coldness of the previous words in his words.

"I'm still very weak! Back then, the Umbrella only received his scattered fragments of his remnant soul. If you want to be fully reborn, you don't know how many years it will take. ”

Silence looked at the expectation in her eyes, and her eyes shining as bright as stars in the moonlight. I wanted to raise my hand to touch her shoulder, but I hesitated and retracted my hand.

"Don't worry about it, it's just a matter of time. You hold the umbrella of the afterlife every day, absorbing enough heaven and earth essence qi. Moreover, the essence of those monks absorbed by the Umbrella of the Past Life can also play a lot of role in his resurrection. ”

Qingge nodded slightly, her lips pursed lightly, unable to hide the loss in her heart.

"You haven't answered me yet, how did Xuan Fengchen die?"

Silence knew that she would not stop there, so he told her what had happened.

"I wanted to kill them, but by the time I arrived, they were already dead! ”

Hearing this, a disdainful snort came from Qingge's nose.

"Hmph, this is obviously coming at me! In recent years, Xuan Fengchen has been quite famous among the immortal sects. The matter of tracking me is also known to everyone.

If they die this time, whether I killed them or not, the account will naturally be on my head.

When the time comes, won't the Hundred Families of Immortal Sects once again justifiably put me to death in the name of doing things for the heavens?

Shen Silent looked at the shrewd woman in front of her, she could see everything clearly, and she knew the ulterior motives of others, but she was never afraid.

Sometimes you can explain it, but you don't bother to defend yourself. I really don't know whether to say that she is lazy, or whether to say that she disdains what others think.

Originally, she was also a woman who cared about other people's opinions and other people's feelings. It's just that these rights and wrongs kill all her concerns.

said that she killed the children of the Xianmen, then she killed them. said that her methods were cruel, then she cruelly made everyone smell better.

However, this woman killed a person who deserved it, but she didn't explain half a sentence in the fairy gate.

But yes, even if those people deserve all their crimes, in the eyes of those righteous paths who have their own evil intentions, it is also indiscriminate killing of innocents.

Silent was a little disdainful of their wishful thinking this time, turned his hand and called out the exquisite jade plate, and looked at Qingge with confidence.

"If that's the case, then this time, their wishful thinking is really wrong!"

Qingge looked at the jade plate shrouded in rich aura, and his eyes were full of joy.

"This is the exquisite plate that can hold all things in heaven and earth, why is this artifact in your hands?"

"You don't care how it got here, it's there, and their plot doesn't succeed. ”

Silent handed over the delicate plate to the singer, and looked at her without waves. This artifact that everyone wanted was given to her so easily by him.

Qingge stared at the Linglong plate in her right palm, her fingers gently held it, the aura in her palm faded out, and the Linglong plate disappeared into her hand.

"Today, we have three artifacts in our hands, and four more are missing, and we can slowly search for them. However, the remaining three ......"

Silence was slightly dissatisfied with her worries, and the woman had been worried all day long since Youhuaijun's death. Despite the resurrection method, she will always be a burden until he returns.

Silent fingers flicked over her forehead.

"Have you forgotten who I am?"

It's okay if he doesn't say it, listening to him mention it, Qingge's face was suddenly full of guilt, and he lowered his head and was silent.

If he hadn't met her, he might still be the carefree silence, and he wouldn't have become what he is now.

Seeing that her expression suddenly dimmed, she couldn't bear to be silent.

I think at the beginning, she was also a bright and lively woman, with a sweet smile, and an innocence unique to that age.

It's just that when everything happened, she changed. He thought that the only thing that hadn't changed was probably that he was still by her side.

The moon was as cool as water, and the bright moon in the night sky, with a faint shimmer, illuminated the road in the forest, but it never illuminated her confusion.

After a long time, Qingge said leisurely: "I'm sorry, I'm silent!"

Silence suddenly choked up, if it is really to find out who is right and who is wrong, then the person who should say sorry should be himself.

Even though she seems to be calm and doesn't care about anything on the surface, he knows that deep down she wants to be understood.

It's just that everything makes her put on a coat of indifference and becomes a kind of protection for herself.

Seeing her sullen appearance, Silent put her hands behind her head and leaned against the trunk of the tree.

"I'm sorry I can't make up for what you owe me, but you can owe it first, and when I want it, it's not too late to make up for it!"

Qingge fell silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing that she was not as good as she was, Silence changed the subject.

"Recently, there have been monsters on the Chongxin side, frequently disrupting the lives of the people. The later Pingliang Su Family Immortal Gate is like a divine help, relying on its own elixir to save many people, and also received a lot of loose cultivation portals by the way.

If my expectations are correct, the dust refining beads may be in the hands of the Su family. ”

"What is the use of refining dust beads?"

Qingge asked curiously, and in her memory, the only artifacts she saw were a few in her hand and the Nether Sword with the power of slaying demons and demons.

"Refining dust beads, the whole body is water blue, and it is used as a medicine to refine it, cure all diseases, and reverse life and death.

So I suspect that the Su family has dust beads in their hands. Otherwise, how could an immortal sect that cultivates with swordsmanship have such a panacea!"

Hearing him say it in such detail, Qingge's eyes were a little incredulous.

"Your Yuan Shen has always been in my body, and you have the restraint of the lock spirit ring, you can't leave for too long, how did you learn about the Pingliang Su family?"

In this regard, Silence began his usual pride again.

"I can't leave you for long, but who am I, it's not easy to find out where the situation is.

Okay, let's rest early, tomorrow morning we will leave for Pingliang Su's house. I'm here, don't worry!"

Hearing this, Qingge's heart instantly became relaxed, and he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

A cool night breeze swept through the trees, and the leaves rustled with the breeze.

In the next day, under the meager spiritual light, there was a unique tranquility. In this lonely night, their past and present lives are interpreted.