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Yun Xiaoxie walked out of the room weakly with the support of Yang Hexian, the courtyard was already full of Shushan disciples, and even on the bluestone path outside the courtyard, there were many disciples of other sects of the righteous path who were paused to watch.

Yun Xiaoxie saw Han Xuemei standing beside her senior sister Lu Linglang with a sad face, seeing that her face was pale and there was a faint trace of worry, Yun Xiaoxie's heart had a strange emotion for no reason.

As if he was a thief, he didn't dare to stay on Han Xuemei's cheeks for long, and quickly moved away.

Yun Xiaoxie has a close relationship with the Demon Sect Shi Shaobei, which everyone has seen with their own eyes, and the Shushan faction has already protected him very much, but he has only punished him for thinking about the cliff face wall in the back mountain for ten years.

When the disciples of the Shushan Sect were in the mountain gate in the past, they were all rectified by Yun Xiaoxie, and at this moment, when they saw him walk out of the room with a pale face, everyone's faces showed a look of unbearable.

He is still so young, he is a generation of amazing and brilliant geniuses, but his cultivation is abolished, and he has to think about the cliff face for ten years, which is indeed more cruel.

In the distance, Song Yourong and Master Song were also looking at each other, Song Yourong wanted to walk over several times, but was stopped by his sister, this is a family matter in Shushan, plus there are so many senior elders of the Shushan faction present, the two of them are outsiders, and they are the younger generation of disciples, so they can't speak at all.

This time, there were about thirty Shushan disciples and elders who went back ahead of schedule, and most of them were injured in the previous battle, including Yun Xiaoxie, Yun Xiaodemon, Li Ziye, Feng Yuanji and other young elite disciples.

"Senior brother, I'll go first, don't embarrass Shushan and get the first place!"

Yun Xiaoye walked to Gu Yufeng's side and said astringently.

Gu Yufeng looked a little unbearable, patted Yun Xiaoxie's shoulder, and said, "Little junior brother, your injuries are too serious, be careful along the way." ”

Yun Xiaoye nodded and said, "Thank you Senior Brother for your concern." ”

Zhou Dalin, Li Xiaoyao, Fan Shaoyulong, Zuo Kui, Zuo Long, Lu Linglang, Han Xuemei, Chi Yan'er...... Familiar faces swept in front of Yun Xiaoye one by one, and more Shushan disciples were also watching him from a distance.

Most of them just patted Yun Xiaoxie's shoulder, then sighed and didn't say anything.

Yun Xiaoye smiled bitterly in his heart, knowing what they were thinking.

For cultivators, ten years is nothing, they are sighing that their Taoism has dispersed, and they have become an ordinary waste person from now on.

The coolness of the early morning and the gentle breeze swept the white hair of Han Xuemei's temples, Yun Xiaoxie subconsciously stopped in front of Han Xuemei, raised his head slightly, and looked at the familiar beautiful face.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but the words finally swallowed back to his mouth, and finally turned into a faint smile.

Han Xuemei suddenly snorted and laughed.

This strange woman with an indifferent and withdrawn personality has a touching smile in the early morning sunrise, but she has endless sadness.

Everyone couldn't help but look a little stupid.

It turns out that she still laughs?

Why are you laughing so sadly?

Han Xuemei smiled for a while and said softly, "I will go back soon." ”

Yun Xiaoxiao nodded and grinned, "I'll tell you a joke then." ”

"It's a deal. ”

"It's a deal. ”

After passing through the narrow and crowded courtyard, Yang Hexian helped Yun Xiaoxiao to the bluestone path outside, and not far away, most of the disciples and elders of the Shushan Sect who were about to leave for Emei had gathered in a relatively wide open space.

There are many righteous path disciples around the road who are watching the excitement.

Yang Zhaodi, who was dressed in water green clothes, stood with a group of beautiful female disciples of the Huangshan Sect, she looked at the lonely young man with a frown, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

Not far away, Feng Qiuyu was still pale and standing with a group of Kunlun disciples, her blue clothes swaying in the wind, her eyes were cold and quiet, and no one knew what she was thinking in her heart.

Yun Xiaoye lowered his head, not daring to look at the expressions of the people around him, nor daring to listen to their low discussions.

He was a teenager, a teenager with a lot of self-esteem.

Now it is like a lost dog returning to the mountain ahead of schedule, which makes his heart full of feelings.

The other Shushan Sect disciples and elders who were waiting for him all stretched their brows when they saw him and Yang Hexian coming, they were really afraid that Yun Xiaoxie would make other things before leaving.

Yun Xiaoyou had woken up, but he was quite weak, and looked at his younger brother who was walking slowly with the support of Xylophone and Bai Xue, his face was sad and complicated.

The moment she learned that Yun Xiaoxie's cultivation was abolished, she almost fainted, and she knelt hard in front of her father and mother to plead.

Yun Xiaoxie's cultivation was dispersed, and there were not many people who knew the inside story, only a dozen or so, and most of them were one of them who broke the rules and was dispersed by the Shushan Sect elders to practice.

The Shushan faction did not explain, but just acquiesced to this statement.

The drunken Daoist and the other Shushan elders sighed, looked around, and said, "Everyone is here, let's go back." ”

Yun Xiaoxie and other seriously injured people could not fly with their swords, so they could only be carried by others, and it was Senior Brother Yang Hexian who was responsible for escorting Yun Xiaoxie closely. His cultivation is exquisite, comparable to an elder, and he is the same generation as Yun Xiaoxie, and Yang Hexian, the most important person in the Shushan Sect, is the most suitable person to protect the current Shushan faction.

More than thirty people were about to fly into the air, when suddenly, a woman's voice came from the crowd.

"Wait!"

Everyone was stunned, turned their heads to look, only to see a black-clothed woman with a black veil and a mask walking out of the crowd, and several disciples of the Xiangxi Corpse Chasing Sect wearing gray and white linen clothes around her were all surprised.

Qian Thirteen Sister slowly walked in front of Yun Xiaoxie, Yun Xiaoxie's heart moved, and she looked at this woman silently.

With his memory restored, he had already remembered everything that happened in Zaishitai City, including the intersection he had with Qian Thirteen Sister.

"Fairy Yunwu, thank you for saving me in Shitai City. ”

Yun Xiaoxiao had already said this sentence to him on the first day of the Heart Demon War, and at that time, he only knew that Qian Thirteenth Sister had saved himself after listening to what Xu Tiandi said, and now he had recovered his memory and said it from the bottom of his heart.

Qian Thirteenth Sister shook her head slightly, her veil shook slightly, and after being silent for a long time, she suddenly reached out and took off the black veil on her face.

There was a burst of exclamations around, most people knew that Qian Thirteen Sister was licked by the Millennium Corpse King when she was young, so that the entire left side of her face was deformed and distorted, and now she suddenly untied the veil, most of the people had not seen her face but had already exclaimed, and many people also turned their heads.

Yun Xiaoxie had seen it in the bamboo forest on the shore of Dongting Lake, and he was also startled when he saw Qian Thirteenth Sister behaving like this at this moment.

But only after a moment, his expression immediately changed again, surprised, stunned, surprised...... Instantly turned on his face.

A burst of surprised screams suddenly erupted around them, one after another, and some people even shouted, "The appearance of the Cloud Witch Fairy has recovered?"

It was a beautiful suffocating melon seed face, with big eyes, very bright eyes, red lips and willow eyebrows, and white and translucent skin.

Yun Xiaoye pointed at Qian Thirteenth Sister and said in surprise: "You, your face ......"

Qian Thirteen Sister gently put on the black veil again, and said slowly: "I have to thank you, you have restored my appearance, and I don't have to wear a veil in the future." You are the first man to see my face, from now on I will never show my face to the second man, my face is only blooming for you, don't say ten years, even if it is a hundred years, a thousand years, I will wait for you and protect you. ”

The surroundings are quiet, and the atmosphere is even more eerie and uncomfortable.

Fools can also hear the meaning of Fairy Yunwu's words, such straightforward and explicit words make the disciples of the righteous path who have always respected the ethics at a loss.

Yun Xiaoye was also stunned, his mouth opened slightly, and he didn't know what to say.

In silence, the Yunwu Fairy took out a delicate purse from her bosom, the fabric was made of the finest silk in the south of the Yangtze River, and embroidered with a rare Gesang flower in the Central Plains.

Gesang flower is a love flower representing love within the Miao nationality, and each Miao woman can only paint one flower in her life, which is to give her favorite lover.

Fairy Yun Wu handed the purse to Yun Xiaoxie and said, "This time, don't lose it again." ”

Yun Xiaoye glanced down and found that this purse was quite familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, it was actually the money bag that he stole from the Yunwu Fairy when he was in Xiangxi that day. Later, it was lost after being injured in Shitai Castle.

In fact, at that time, he fell on the street and was robbed by two beggars, one fat and one thin, and Qian Thirteen Mei saw a fat beggar holding this purse to find him with amnesia.

Not far away, Lu Linglang found that the body of Han Xuemei, the little junior sister beside her, was trembling slightly.

Lu Linglang is much older than Han Xuemei, and she naturally understands the relationship between men and women, and she is not blind, these days, especially since the disciples in Shushan Sect took the big test four months ago, Han Xuemei looked at Yun Xiaoxiao differently Everyone knew.

Not only did he give Yun Xiaoxiao osmanthus cake outside the reincarnation hall, but in the recent past, the two have become even closer, and there was even a hangover and a sleepover.

She sighed, slowly grabbed Han Xuemei's hand, and said in a low voice, "Senior sister, it doesn't matter to you,"

Han Xuemei shook her head slightly, but the pain in her eyes could not be concealed, she sighed softly and said, "Senior sister, I'm fine." ”

Dozens of bright rays of light rose in the sky, and the group of Shushan disciples flew towards the south, Han Xuemei and the others watched silently, and then dispersed in twos and threes, preparing for today's top ten competition.

Flying more than ten miles away, Yun Xiaoxie, who was standing on the back of Yang Hexian's huge immortal sword, slowly turned around and saw the giant peak that went straight into the sky.

In the past half a month, he has been in the limelight on the top of that mountain, but now he is a thing.

His gaze moved down, and he saw Lingxiao City under his feet and Pinghu Lake in the north of the city.

The young man who crossed the sky suddenly remembered a love poem in his mind.

"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, and every inch of green silk is sad.

Look at each other for the moon-shaped, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal. ”

He was stunned, and the ten-mile Pinghu Lake under his feet turned into an illusory and familiar beautiful woman, with long hair swaying, smiling smartly, and smiling at him.

He was stunned for a moment, first confused, and then grinned.

Who could be the most important woman in his body and mind that he saw at this moment?

Han Xuemei?

Gao Yulin?

Plum leaves?

Yang Zhaodi?

Shi Shaobei?

Song Yourong?

Qian Thirteen Sisters?

Or is it some other woman......

He is the only one in the world who knows.

"Let's go, let's go to the show!"

On the east side of Shili Ping Lake, Xu Tiandi, who was holding a bamboo pole and a curtain, pulled his granddaughter Xiaoya and shouted at the little fox's tent.

The raccoon still hadn't appeared, and it was quiet.

Xiaoya lifted the tent and took out a note, shouting, "Grandpa, Sister Little Fox is gone!"

(At the end of this volume, if you want to know what will happen next, please pay attention to the seventh volume of this book: Ten Years.) ）