After the Thunder Tribulation, the young cloud sting became much more irritable than before. Jiang Lianyuan urged her to practice Qingxin Gong every day, but the effect was to make Yun Jingzhen enter the time of a rebellious teenager in advance.

The cottage where they temporarily lived was leaking rain, and after a cloud sting practice to the point of manic depression, she was brutally murdered, and she almost knocked off the roof.

That was the first time Jiang Lian Kite scolded her. In a big rage, he threw all the things that Yun was stung out of the house, and went down the mountain to buy rice and grain by himself.

Luo Gan saw that the young man silently cleaned up the house for them and clumsily repaired the house. As he watched all this, he gradually recalled the blank space of a few months when he was thirteen years old.

That year, he once asked his mother what he felt he had forgotten, and was told that he had broken his head and did not remember much. Until now, in a dream about the past of Yun Jing, he saw his thirteen-year-old self here.

Thirteen-year-olds like to be silent. That year, they got into a serious illness, and the mother and son, who were homeless for a living, were penniless and were not accepted by the hospital. The desperate mother took her dying son to a mass grave to dig a pit and bury him, but she ran into a brother and sister.

Luo Gan completely remembered the events of that year. Senior Brother Jiang placed his mother at the foot of Qixia Mountain, took him to practice in Qixia Mountain, and lent him his Shouyuan Sword to practice.

Later, he followed Uncle Yang to learn art, and everyone else was surprised by his solid basic skills.

However, the young man's qualifications are dull, no matter how solid the basic skills are, he will never be able to advance by half a point in his cultivation.

After many years, travel through time and witness the old things happening again.

At this time, the young Yun squatted under the big tree and sulked, and the young Luo Gan silently cleaned up everything alone.

Luo Qian remembered that it was from this time that the young Yun Jingzhen became a little closer to him.

Time flies, and it comes to the day when the young Luo Qian left Qixia Mountain. The two children stood outside the house and said goodbye, and Jiang Lianyuan packed up the package for Luo Gan and handed it to him.

"Big brother, Mother said that the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, but we have nothing of value in us. Even this piece of jade, the pawnshop owner said that it was not valuable," the young man took out the silk bag he had collected, and took out a piece of jade from it, "but I still hope you can accept it." If we can see each other again one day in the future, Xiaosheng will definitely not forget it...... A life-saving grace today!"

Young Yun smiled in shock, his eyes bent like a crescent moon, "Brother Jiang said that you are going to forget." Go down the hill and you forget. ”

"Aang, why?"

"I'm afraid that I'm not concentrating on practicing, so you have to forget about us. ”

Young Luo Qian seemed to understand whether he understood or not, but he still didn't want to. After seeing his benefactor accept his jade jue, he finally reluctantly left Qixia Mountain.

He thought that the girl wanted him to forget these things, but what he didn't expect was that the seal that Jiang Lian Kite quietly placed on him could indeed make him forget everything about Qixia Mountain for a while.

The young Yun Jingzhen didn't have much special feelings for this stupid teenager, but these days, he learned perseverance from him.

No one with such stupid qualifications is discouraged, and she shouldn't be angry at boring exercises.

Luo Gan noticed that the picture in front of him was beginning to blur, and he knew that the scene was about to change. I was guessing whether I would jump to the clouds and be saddened by Jiang Lian Kite's death, and a conversation floated over.

"Xiaoqi, you remember to protect this little brother. ”

"Why should I protect a little kid?"

"You'll understand later, one day, we'll return Yu Jue to him. ”

"But he wandered around with his mother, and who knows where he will go in the future?"

"No, soon, his mother will meet a man in the neighborhood who has been entrusted with her life. You know, he changed your fortunes, and you also brought a turning point in his life......"

......

A high-rise building with eaves and arches appeared in front of him, and the plaque was engraved with the four big characters of "Jiangdu Inn". In the bustling crowd, no one could see him.

Luo Gan walked through the crowd, and sure enough, he saw Yun Zhen stinging by the river fighting with the refining corpse. This is what he encountered on the first day he came to the Jiangdu Spirit Realm.

Yun was stunned and fought with the refining corpse for a while, and there should be a wooden shopkeeper to help.

Luo Gan was not in a hurry, he saw that "himself" was talking to Mingshuang. He caught a glimpse of a few sneaky figures in the afterglow, and he immediately followed.

"Who are you?"

The thick southern accent startled him, and he turned to see two familiar figures standing by the wall—a man with a hat and an old man who was later beaten to death by him with a stick.

Another man in black wearing a veil who was pressed against the corner by them spoke, "The cloud sting is not easy to deal with, you actually want to go straight over?"

"Hahahaha, who should I be, it turns out that the master hasn't finished the ugly woman that day!"

Lao Rong also followed with a ruffian smile, "Hey, hey, that man died to save you, and you took the initiative to send it to the door today?"

The man in black leaned against the wall and said coldly, "You might as well think about your own safety! I tell you, if you go now, you will definitely be caught by another man." It's better to start with that silly boy first. She pointed to the figures of two young men in the crowd.

Luo Qian followed the direction she pointed to, and the woman in black was referring to - it was "herself" and Yang Pugui that day!

......

The ability is not big, but the ability to cause trouble is not small. He remembered that this was a sentence that Yang Pugui was shocked by.

As soon as the picture turned, the surrounding crowd turned into a quaint study, and a middle-aged man with a somewhat familiar face was sitting leisurely.

A man dressed as a Confucian scholar pushed the door open, followed by a woman in black and a veil.

After Mu Chengan brought people in, he said to the middle-aged man with a disgusted face: "Shopkeeper, she has something to look for you." Then he left the study like a plague.

Luo Qian can be sure that this woman is Feng and Tao who gave Yun Jing his life after the thunder tribulation.

As soon as the woman opened her mouth, she was stunned. "That girl has two hits, and the shopkeeper must have a headache. ”

"Strange, I have no grievances with her, why do I have a headache?" the wooden shopkeeper looked at the woman with a smile, "Cheng'an didn't seem to be doing a good thing to save you." ”

"As far as I know, the Cloud Horror is planning to exorcise the soul on the fifteenth of August. ”

"Yes, in order to save my brother. ”

"Aren't you interested in what she uses to exorcise spirits?"

The wooden shopkeeper looked at her quietly.

"That's not an ordinary thing, besides, you can't bear to watch a high-grade refining corpse destroyed by her?"

The wooden shopkeeper was moved. On that day, he deliberately led people to destroy the exorcism ritual of Yun Jingzhen for high-sounding reasons. Unexpectedly, it was not Yun Jingjing who suffered the most serious backlash, but an ordinary man with a hard life.

Kihara had never seen this man before, and he had no idea where he came from. He wanted to lose some money, but under the persuasion of the woman in black, he sacrificed his life to save his life.

Because he saw that Yun Jingzhen was very interested in this ordinary man.

"The Continuation Pill will maintain this man's life for thirteen days, and at that time I will have Cheng An and one of his subordinates escort them to the Bamboo Forest Sect. ”

"You must get that thing!" The hatred in Feng and Tao's eyes never diminished, and he immediately squeezed out a flattering smile, "Of course, the shopkeeper has taken the treasure first, and the second is to get rid of a stumbling block, and the grand cause is just around the corner!"

The wooden shopkeeper smiled, "Surely! Even if you can't get it, Yun Jingzhen won't want to come back alive this time." The Qiong Yu Chi Therapy of the Bamboo Forest Sect is actually self-destructing eight thousand to treat others, if it is really like what you said, then she will definitely sacrifice herself. As long as you ...... on the way back," the old face covered with vicissitudes trembled, pulling out a weird smile.

"The shopkeeper is reliable. ”

Knowing everything, his heart suddenly cut like a knife. It turned out that the bumpy itinerary of the Bamboo Forest Sect was actually a conspiracy hatched by the wooden shopkeeper and Feng and Tao in the study.

One by one, the images suddenly cracked into countless fragments and fell towards him like waves rushing into the sky. Shouyuan Jian heard the sound and flew over to block in front of him, and vaguely he heard a distant call:

"Luogan, Luogan......"

......

Wake up from a dream.

A pool of clear water floated with a lot of black solids, and the young man in the pool suddenly opened his eyes and jumped ashore.

"Wow!"

Boom!

The dragon head of the Soul Attraction Array shook open, and the weak girl spat out a pool of blood and fell to the ground.

He threw himself over and helped her up, unable to utter a word. The heavy rain poured down, and after putting on his clothes, Luo Gan rushed down the mountain with the clouds in his arms regardless of his life.

He was healed, but she was caught in a life-or-death situation.

The female disciple of the Bamboo Forest Sect has been guarding the bottom of the mountain. Standing in the dense woods in heavy rain, you will not be drenched. She estimated that the time was almost up, and sure enough, she saw the disheveled man descending the mountain, holding the dying girl in his arms.

In fact, she could have expected such a scene a long time ago.

"Please......"

"No, I don't save it. Hurry up and go down the mountain, and hurry up and send her out of the Jiangdu Spirit Realm, and she can still be reincarnated. ”

At this time, the female disciple just wanted to send these people away quickly, so that she would not miss the meal. What did the life and death of others have to do with her? She gazed indifferently at the back of the young man running away in the heavy rain, never expecting to meet them again in the future.

Fate is a knot that is entwined. Some people say that the people you meet and the things you experience in your life have been arranged.

Destiny is a chest waiting to be opened. Your choice can be to open it yourself, for someone else, or to put a sturdy lock on it that no one can open.

But no matter how many ups and downs people go through, people still have expectations for something new. It's like a new day, a new January, a new year. This time of alternation between the old and the new becomes especially meaningful.

So for Luo Gan, his replacement of the old and the new is the reunion with this little girl on the edge of Jiangpu.

He never swore that he had to do anything, such as what he had to learn in how many days, and what exercises he had to learn in how many days.

Now he still won't swear to God. He only made a promise to the unconscious girl from the bottom of his heart: blood debt and blood repayment!

The hypocritical masks around him are waiting for him to tear them off, and all kinds of hidden dangers are waiting for an opportunity, ready to devour him at any time.

The sin is not in himself, but the sin of his heart! But how can he be humble now?

Liu Caigen, who escorted him back to Jiangdu, was always "concerned" about the life and death of Yun Jing, and the whereabouts of Yu Jue were about to surface.

Staying still, not swallowing your anger.

The weeping autumn rain never has mercy on the world, and the life of stubborn resistance will not stop here.

One rainy morning, the girl woke up.