In the upper realm, in a majestic, magnificent, and majestic temple, several ethereal figures stood silently.

The breath is deep and vast, like the gods dominating, pouring nine heavens and ten earths.

In front of them, a rippling curtain appeared in front of them.

What is shown inside is the scene where Sima Yuan declares war on the sky.

But everyone's eyes did not fall on Sima Yuan, but on the existence called the 'evil god'.

At this time, the atmosphere seemed to be a little stagnant, and there was silence.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the evil god seems to feel something, and actually looks up at the sky.

This glance made several figures pay attention to it in unison, and then subconsciously moved away.

It wasn't until the picture disappeared that they raised their eyes, their eyes flickering.

There seemed to be surprise, shock, appallation, and a hint of indescribable horror in his eyes.

There is nothing lacking, everything is available.

After a long time, someone said in a low voice, "It's him."

The crowd was silent.

, woke up.

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Central Plains, Zixiao Sect, Jianfeng.

Zhong Lingyun and Qin Xin raised their heads slightly, looking at the figure that appeared in the low sky.

He sat cross-legged and slumped, his body flickering with purple and gold light, his body still the same, but his soul was gone.

Apparently out of body travel.

Qin Xin's eyes flickered, and after blinking a few times, she whispered to Zhong Lingyun: "Senior sister in charge, where has the master gone?"

Zhong Lingyun was dressed in a wide-sleeved purple and gold robe, the lotus crown on the snow forehead was tightly tied, and a few strands of fluttering hair were blown up by the breeze, covering up a bit of stunning demeanor.

At this scene, even Qin Xin couldn't help but be a little infatuated.

Senior sister in charge, it's really beautiful.

Her bright little eyes rolled around, and when she saw that her senior sister was staring at her master intently, she was not only shocked in her heart.

The relationship between the master and the senior sister in charge seems, as if, as if, maybe, maybe.

She didn't dare to continue to think about it, and hurriedly buried this disrespectful thought in her heart.

She kept muttering in her heart, I don't know anything, I don't understand anything.

Since then, a secret has quietly circulated in the palace, and it seems that every time in the dead of night, there will be bursts of snickering laughter from Her Majesty's bedroom, as if some shocking secret has been discovered.

But she never shared it with anyone, buried alone in the deepest part of her heart.

Only occasionally let out a long sigh, as if resentful, as if sighing lightly.

There is nostalgia, nostalgia, and nostalgia in the voice.

But now, this Shenxiao female sect master, who has not yet ruled the world, is still secretly looking behind the head senior sister Zhong Lingyun.

It's like being a thief.

She secretly said in her heart, hey, the little secret of the senior sister in charge was discovered by me.

Senior sister loves Shizun!

But seeing that the senior sister Shougong Sha was still there, I thought that the two of them did not have any overstepping.

At this time, the senior sister in charge suddenly lowered her eyebrows.

There was a whistling sound in the air, and it was Master Sima Yuan who came down.

Seeing this scene, Qin Xin secretly pursed her mouth, senior sister, don't pretend.

I know that there are no outsiders present, senior sister, you are well-behaved in front of the master.

Yes, it's well-behaved.

Suddenly, the breeze shook, and an elegant figure fell.

Sima Yuan looked at the two graceful figures in front of him, and Sima Yuan looked stunned.

This scene is so familiar and familiar.

That year, on the top of the Sword Peak, the young and gentle figure was standing on the Sword Peak with a smile, looking at his return.

The eyes are gentle, the temperament is gentle, and the demeanor is soft.

She's such a gentle person.

is so gentle and beautiful, like an eldest sister.

Whenever Sima Yuan returned, no matter how much danger he was outside, no matter how miserable things he experienced, that gentle gaze could always capture his cold heart.

The initial Sima Yuan didn't dare to face this kind of gentle gaze, he felt that he was not worthy of her.

At that time, the senior brother was still there, and the senior sister was still there.

The traitor, the wife, and the brother Zhang are still there.

Now, it's gone.

It's all gone.

The picture is just frozen.

On the top of the sword peak, Sima Yuan looked at Zhong Lingyun stupidly.

Zhong Lingyun gently twisted her hair behind her ears, and she didn't dare to look directly at Sima Yuan's pair of affectionate eyes.

She knew that Uncle Xiao was looking at her, but she was not thinking about her.

Qin Xin held her breath, her breath was stagnant, and when she carefully glanced at the master Sima Yuan, and then looked at the slightly reserved and shy expression of the senior sister in charge, for some reason, she sighed inexplicably in her heart.

She said to herself in her heart: They are all infatuated lovers, it's a pity.

It's a pity that my sister is affectionate, and Lang is ruthless.

No one in the Zixiao faction knows the fool, and they already know it.

Only the two in the game were unaware.

Sima Yuan seems to only regard Zhong Lingyun as a junior, but Zhong Lingyun does not just regard him as an elder.

Some people think that this is just a legacy of their father, and some people think it is shameless, which is immoral.

But no matter what, most of Zixiao's disciples didn't care about that.

Monks who are already going against the heavens, how can they care about worldly opinions?

However, they also knew that the head of Sima had already belonged to him, and he knew from the original invitation to the head of the family.

After a long time, a low voice suddenly sounded: "Disciple to meet Master."

Qin Xin leaned down and bowed, pretending not to see this scene.

After Zhong Lingyun glanced at Qin Xin, he immediately lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "Lingyun greets Uncle Xiao."

Sima Yuan came back to his senses, a trace of memory and nostalgia in his eyes quietly swept away, and he bowed to the two teachers and nephews: "No need to be polite, get up." ”

Zhong Lingyun raised her head, her eyes were shining, like starlight, dazzling, her cheeks seemed to have shallow dimples in her cheeks, and her light red mouth was cracked, revealing a pair of small tiger teeth that were difficult for ordinary people to see, and asked, "Uncle Xiao has become a celestial?"

Qin Xin also raised her little head and looked at Sima Yuan with clear eyes, full of curiosity and excitement, if her master became a real celestial, wouldn't she be the second person in the world?

No, it should be the third in the world.

The second is the senior sister in charge.

Sima Yuan subconsciously wanted to wipe Zhong Lingyun's little head, but because Qin Xin was present, he pressed it down, and he smiled at Zhong Lingyun: "It's not a celestial, but it's fast." ”

Immediately, he suddenly sighed lightly, and after glancing at Zhong Lingyun's realm, he raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Yun'er, why is your realm growing so fast?"

However, after dozens of days, Zhong Lingyun reached the edge of a half-step spirit body, and he was not far from even the pseudo-god realm.

Unexpectedly, Sima Yuan's question startled Zhong Lingyun, her white and greasy cheeks flushed in an instant, cold sweat seemed to break out on her smooth forehead, her hands tightly tugged at the corners of her clothes, her teeth bit her thin lips, and she was silent.

Sima Yuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then frowned slightly, and said in a slightly heavy tone: "Could it be that you took a 'shortcut'?"

As soon as these words came out, even Qin Xin knew that Shizun was angry, not to mention Zhong Lingyun.

After Qin Xin peeked at the senior sister Zhong Lingyun, she blinked her little eyes, and was about to continue peeking when suddenly a gust of wind enveloped her whole body and swept her away.

Watching Sima Yuan sweep Qin Xin away, Zhong Lingyun's careful liver involuntarily accelerated, almost bursting out of his body.

Her delicate little head was about to be buried in her undulating chest, and after hearing Sima Yuan's questioning, she was about to cry.

Sima Yuan sighed lightly, and after approaching, he hesitated slightly, then pressed his hand on Zhong Lingyun's little head and rubbed it.

Messing up her well-dressed towering bun, she breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably in her heart, wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose, and whispered in a nasal voice: "Little uncle."

Sima Yuan hummed lightly, but did not speak.

Zhong Lingyun suddenly raised his head, and after peeking at Sima Yuan, he quickly lowered his head and buried himself in his small chest again.

After hesitating, Zhong Lingyun said in a low voice: "Little uncle, I miss the third uncle." ”

Sima Yuan was stunned when he heard this, his eyes flashed, could it be that this girl is ready to play the emotional card?

Immediately, after he glanced at Zhong Lingyun, he sighed lightly, rubbed Zhong Lingyun's little head, his eyes were complicated, as if he was gentle, warm and affectionate, and said softly: "I want to think about it too."

Zhong Lingyun hummed lightly, then hesitated for a while, and then whispered: "Previously, in the territory of the Sword Peak Secret, that Senior Sun had taken away Yun'er's Sword Peak Peak Master Jade Pendant and injected thirty percent of mana into it, saying that Yun'er could absorb it directly. ”

Sima Yuan frowned when he heard this, "Uncle Shi, take a look."

Zhong Lingyun did not hesitate to take out the jade pendant and handed it to Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan twisted it up and took a look, only to see that the color of the jade pendant was white, the whole body was round, and the inlaid thing on the horse resembled a small sword, which was the main token of the Sword Peak Peak.

After Zhong Lingyun peeked at Sima Yuan, he said in a low voice: "The token of the master of Jianfeng Peak was passed to me by the third senior uncle, saying that Jianfeng will be in charge of me in the future, so I will give it to Yun'er in advance." ”

Sima Yuan bowed his head slightly, and did not have any objections.

With Zhong Lingyun's identity, qualifications and cultivation, there is no doubt that he will inherit the position of the peak master.

Sima Yuan glanced at the jade pendant in his hand, his eyes were complicated.

There is indeed a huge amount of power hidden in the jade pendant, even it is difficult for him to absorb it in a short time, and these things are the most quintessential mana cultivation of Sun Bozong in the past three percent.

If his expectations were right, Sun Bozong would have been able to resist in the face of that big hand. Even if it is difficult to resist, it will not be scattered.

When I saw this thing today, the reason for its demise was revealed.

However, there is no need to tell Zhong Lingyun about this, so as not to leave her with a psychological burden.

Seeing Sima Yuan's demeanor, Zhong Lingyun's eyes seemed to have a glow in his eyes, and he was teary-eyed, and subconsciously lowered his head and whispered, "Uncle Shi, I." ”

Sima Yuan glanced at Zhong Lingyun, smiled gently, touched her little head, and said with a smile: "There is no problem with the jade pendant, since it is a gift from Senior Sun, you can accept it." ”

Zhong Lingyun immediately smiled, and hummed heavily, and Uncle Xiao said to accept it.

She peeked at Sima Yuan, but Uncle Xiao was not angry.

Sima Yuan raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his gaze was far-reaching, and he suddenly asked softly, "Do you want to go up with me?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Lingyun's heart pounded like a deer, and she gritted her teeth again and hung her head silently.

Seeing that no one responded, Sima Yuan lowered his head and glanced at Zhong Lingyun, and said helplessly: "You, you are not like your third uncle at all." ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Zhong Lingyun suddenly said: "I am not the third uncle."

Sima Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and then his smile slowly retracted.

After a few moments of silence, he said softly, "Yes."

Seeing this, Zhong Lingyun felt a pain in her heart, and she couldn't wait to slap herself a few times, and she was so remorseful that she wanted to die.

She whispered, "Uncle Shi, I was wrong. ”

Sima Yuan touched Zhong Lingyun's head, smiled, and said softly, "It's okay."

He hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "The upper realm is not as good as the below, there are many people there who want me to die, and there are many people who are calculating Uncle Shi, I am afraid that you will be implicated if you risk me to go up." ”

Zhong Lingyun raised her head, looked straight at Sima Yuan with her little head, her tone was unprecedentedly resolute, and she said in a deep voice: "Uncle Shi, I'm not afraid!"

Sima Yuan's expression was complicated, and then his gaze gradually lowered.

His voice was low, and he said with some astringency: "But Uncle Shi is afraid."

He was afraid that Zhong Lingyun would also fall unexpectedly like his senior sister Chen Qingwan, senior brother Lu Zhaoyang, and his stepmother Xu Zhimei.

He was afraid that he would affect the little girl Zhong Lingyun.

Zhong Lingyun was stunned when she heard this, looking at the sadness and pain hidden in the deepest part of Sima Yuan's eyes, her heart trembled.

Suddenly, Zhong Lingyun felt that Uncle Xiao was so weak.

But this not only did not affect the weight of Uncle Shi in her heart, but became more and more heavy.

The deeper the affection of the senior uncle for the third uncle, the more she respects him.

and love him all the more.

And that unknowable feeling.

She knew that Uncle Shi seemed to be strong, but no one knew that his heart was so weak.

The cold evening breeze blew and blew the robes that the two of them had folded.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two figures standing side by side, illuminating their cheeks red.

I don't know when, Zhong Lingyun quietly got closer, and Sima Yuan rubbed Zhong Lingyun's messy bun.

Zhong Lingyun's expression was meek, and a hint of enjoyment flashed quietly in her eyes.

She enjoyed her time with Uncle Xiao.

At this moment, for some reason, Zhong Lingyun inexplicably envied the third uncle.

Uncle Xiao loves her so much.

If.

Zhong Lingyun's eyes and face trembled slightly, hiding the hidden thoughts in her heart.

There seemed to be two soft sighs in the air, but they were not heard outside.

One in Sima Yuan's heart.

One is in Zhong Lingyun's heart.