Chapter XXII

When everyone left, everything was calm again, and Elder Wanyue's strong expression just now softened, and there was an indescribable desolation on his stunning face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

With only one person left, she can finally take off the mask of pretense and strength, and completely reveal her truest feelings, there were so many people here just now, she had to pretend to be strong, after all, now with the departure of Elder Xiaofeng, she can be regarded as the person in charge of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

But at this point, she will not be weak, after all, the senior brother is not here, the Xuantian Sword Gate still has her! For the Xuantian Sword Gate, for the long-cherished wish of the senior brother, she will take good care of the Xuantian Sword Gate.

Even a monk who has practiced for thousands of years has already looked down on life and death, and he can't help but feel a little unacceptable in the face of this moment.

At this time, Elder Wanyue couldn't help but think of the scene when he entered the Xuantian Sword Gate more than a thousand years ago, when he entered the Xuantian Sword Gate when he was a child, his senior brother often flew all over the sea of clouds with her on his back, holding her little hand and walking around the Xuantian Sword Gate.

All the memories lingered in his mind, and they were still emerging, and in an instant, Elder Wanyue was full of faces, his shoulders shrugged slightly, and finally he couldn't help crying loudly.

Since there is no one here, just let me cry loudly and vent, after crying, forget everything, protect the Xuantian Sword Gate, even if she is a Mahayana realm monk, don't forget that she is also a woman.

At this moment, under the sky, Elder Wanyue was crying as sad as a child.

After crying, tomorrow she will still be the Elder of the Remnant Moon in the Mahayana realm, and she will still be the pillar of the Xuantian Sword Gate.

Nine Song Peak.

After coming back, Zhao Jiuge had been alone for a few hours, and he didn't rest, nor did he cultivate, he just entrenched himself in his room, thinking about his thoughts.

Today's events had too much impact on him, so his mood couldn't calm down for a long time, starting from the beginning of cultivation, although Zhao Jiuge has suffered a lot and experienced a lot of hardships, but everything is quite smooth, originally he was still a little complacent about the current situation, but today he realized how small he was, so this made him more determined to work hard to cultivate.

And now that he is the chief disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect and a member of the Xuantian Sword Sect, he naturally has a sense of responsibility, Elder Xiaofeng has fallen, and the form of the Xuantian Sword Sect is even more severe, but he knows the complexity of the current situation.

"Click..."

I don't know how long it took, but there was a slight sound, and I saw the door of the room being gently opened, revealing a purple figure.

"You're back?"

The person who came in was Tao Wanqing in a purple palace dress, when Zhao Jiuge came back before, she was immersed in cultivation, and she didn't know that Zhao Jiuge came back, that is, after quitting the state of cultivation now, she felt Zhao Jiuge's breath, and now she is a monk in the realm of transforming gods, and her breath has become more and more different, and this change has become more and more obvious over time, and after the stability of Tao Wanqing's original god, it has become more obvious.

Facing Tao Wanqing's inquiry, Zhao Jiuge raised his head stiffly, glanced at Tao Wanqing, then hummed softly, nodded, and then returned to his preoccupied appearance.

Seeing Zhao Jiuge like this, Tao Wanqing was a little surprised, knowing that something was wrong with Zhao Jiuge, Zhao Jiuge would not look like this on weekdays, seeing her inevitably laughing and teasing a few words, obviously Zhao Jiuge today was not in the mood at all.

Originally, Tao Wanqing still had a slight smile on her face, but when she saw Zhao Jiuge's appearance, the smile suddenly faded, and she became a little worried, it can be said that everything she has now has been brought to her by Zhao Jiuge, and the current days have simply changed dramatically compared to before.

If Zhao Jiuge had not appeared, even if she had good talents, I am afraid that she would practice alone, groping on this road, where to soar like this, so although Tao Wanqing didn't say anything on the surface, she was always grateful to Zhao Jiuge in her heart, and she owed Zhao Jiuge all these things.

Thinking of this, Tao Wanqing's expression softened a lot, and her white and tender jade hands lifted the skirt of the purple palace dress slightly, directly next to Zhao Jiuge's side, learning from Zhao Jiuge to sit cross-legged in a similar manner.

"Did something happen? ā€

The soft words came out of the red lips again, making Zhao Jiuge, who had been a little dazed, react, looking at Tao Wanqing's white and tender feet, and the seductive fragrance on his body, Zhao Jiuge saw that Tao Wanqing was so close to him.

This made Zhao Jiuge a little unsuitable, his expression moved slightly, Zhao Jiuge smiled far-fetchedly, shook his head and said, "It's okay." ā€

Elder Xiaofeng's fall naturally didn't talk nonsense casually, but knowing that he said this, Tao Wanqing didn't believe it even more, so after pausing for a moment, Zhao Jiuge continued, "I just feel that my cultivation is too weak, and I don't have the ability to do many things, so I can't help but be a little upset." ā€

Hearing this, Tao Wanqing's body relaxed a lot, and she didn't know before that she thought something had happened to Zhao Jiuge, it turned out that she had been making trouble for a long time for this, and a faint smile couldn't help but appear on her stunning face.

"I should think it's something, practice slowly, don't be in a hurry, even if those advanced cultivators are not cultivating little by little, even if there are really things you can't solve in the future, don't I help you, I believe that it won't be long before my strength in this Xuantian Sword Gate will once again have a qualitative leap." ā€

Tao Wanqing said with a smile on her face, and her body unconsciously got a little closer to Zhao Jiuge.

Tao Wanqing's words Zhao Jiuge didn't listen to them at all, but just felt the fragrance around her, as well as the softness and white skin on Tao Wanqing's body, Zhao Jiuge suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Feeling Zhao Jiuge's burning gaze, Tao Wanqing was stunned for a moment, and then her smile became stronger, and then she smiled, "Okay, you kid has hit me with all your ideas now." ā€

"Lonely men and widows, dry wood and fire, what is it, besides, I can't think about it if I can't do it. ā€

Under normal circumstances, Zhao Jiuge would never say such explicit words, but perhaps because of the environment at this moment, Zhao Jiuge said these words under the mission of the ghost.

Tao Wanqing snorted lightly, pretending not to care, and said with a playful smile, "Of course you can think about it, but it depends on whether you have the courage to do it, this is the Xuantian Sword Gate." ā€

After speaking, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Jiuge playfully, Zhao Jiuge suddenly choked, couldn't say words to refute, and looked at Tao Wanqing dumbfounded, embarrassed.

At this time, seeing Zhao Jiuge's expression, Tao Wanqing suddenly laughed, and said with a smile, the scene on her chest can be described as turbulent.

"You can cultivate in the room, and I'll go out first to breathe on the mountain peak. After finishing speaking, Zhao Jiuge didn't wait for Tao Wanqing's reaction, and then immediately fled, what he didn't notice was that in the previous time, Tao Wanqing's ears had already been dyed with a touch of red.

At this moment, Tao Wanqing was left alone in the room, and seeing Zhao Jiuge's embarrassed appearance, the smile on Tao Wanqing's face never faded.

"Hmph, stinky boy, I want to beat the old lady for this point. ā€

Then, as if thinking of Zhao Jiuge's embarrassed appearance, Tao Wanqing laughed out loud again.

Zhao Jiuge, who hurriedly escaped from the room, couldn't help but exhale two mouthfuls of turbidity, he originally wanted to take this opportunity to tease Tao Wanqing, but who knew that he was molested instead.

When Zhao Jiuge was just thinking about whether to go to play with his senior sister, a word suddenly came from his ear, which suddenly surprised him for a while.

"Jiuge, come to the Xuantian Palace. ā€

Listening to that voice, who else could there be if it wasn't for his master's sword unintention?