When Han Bing carried Gongyu Sarong and arrived at Ling Qiyu's grave, Duxiao Qiong had been waiting there for a long time.

In fact, after climbing down from the dangerous cliff on the mountain behind the Loyal Alliance, this Chiyang Sect Master did not go anywhere, but went straight to the lonely tomb that Han Bing said, and began to wait anxiously here.

From the dark snowy night to the sunrise when the snow stopped, Duxiaoqiong only felt that this seemed to be the longest night in his life.

Although he could sense through the wedding dress skill that Gongyu Sarong was still alive and well, from the huge ups and downs in his mood, this Chiyang Sect Master could guess that his beloved disciple had really experienced a life-and-death risk!

At this moment, when he finally saw his lover appear in front of him alive, Du Xiaoqiong's heart couldn't help but surge with irrepressible excitement.

Although he tried his best to maintain the dignity of the master of his own faction in front of his opponent, when he took the Gongyu Sa Rong from Han Bing's hands, that unusual caution still unconsciously exposed the care of this Chiyang Sect Master for his beloved disciples.

However, it was a great pity that his beloved disciple did not fully understand that his mentor was still immersed in the ecstasy of being lost and regained, and actually poured a basin of cold water on his head when Fang met him.

"Master, the key to Qiankun was snatched away by Han Bing!"

When Duxiaoqiong heard this, he struck a fierce spirit on the spot, knowing that something was wrong!

Originally, his idea was to wait for Han Bing to rescue Gongyu Sarong, and then use the Qiankun key to continue to blackmail Han Bing, forcing him to make a guarantee and let the two of them leave Yuguo safely.

Because Duxiaoqiong knew this scheming young man very well, although he promised to rescue Gongyu Sarong in order to get the antidote to the soul needle and the key to Qiankun, he did not agree, and he would not continue to hunt down and kill their master and apprentice in the future.

Duxiaoqiong knew that with his current serious injury, it would not be difficult to escape back to Darong alone. But if you have a sassy face with Gongyu, you will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of cold ice.

Therefore, for the sake of security, the Qiankun key had to be used again.

But now, Han Bing has actually gotten the key first!

That means that from the moment the two of them left this lonely grave, this young master could find an opportunity to attack them at any time. And this long journey back to Darong will become the death journey of their master and apprentice......

A deep chill instantly hit Duxiaoqiong's heart!

But in the face of the anxious and restless beloved disciple, he, the Chiyang Sect Master, could only pretend to nod calmly, and slowly helped Gongyu Sarong to the ground.

Then, he turned around, faced the cold ice standing with his hands in his hands, and said slowly: "I once imagined what the final battle between you and me would be?

"It is indeed a great pleasure to be able to fight to the death with you, the Chiyang Sect Master, in front of Brother Abandoned Yu's grave. ”

Han Bing whispered as he leaned down and slowly brushed off the snow on Ling Qiyu's grave with his hands, "But I think what can really make Brother Qiyu feel at ease is to rescue Sister Xiangjun back to Dayu." ”

Duxiaoqiong couldn't help but turn his gaze to the lonely tomb, and was silent for a while.

Ling Qiyu –

The parting arrow that swore not to bow his head in the face of power, but in the end he was shocked by his own uncle.

It turned out that his bones were buried here, no wonder Han Bing chose this place as a place to break with himself.

Thinking of the unconcealable pain that Ling Qiyu revealed when he mentioned his mother, the sister Du Ruijiao who gave her internal strength and life to his sister Du Ruijiao on the barren ridge outside Xiangzhou City that day, Du Xiaoqiong's heart still felt a little bit of regret.

This is the reason why although he knew that Xiangjun was in the palace of Beirong, he never looked at her.

In fact, when he inflicted poison on his nephew Ling Qiyu, Duxiaoqiong never had the slightest hesitation or soft-heartedness.

It's just because, at that time, in the heart of this Chiyang Sect Master, the only important thing was to let the Chiyang Sect carry forward and eventually become the first divine religion in the world. In order to achieve this grand goal, no sacrifice is worth it!

But at some point, Duxiao Qiong was a little overwhelmed to find that Gongyu Sarong, a disciple who originally didn't have any differences, had occupied almost the same position as the Chiyang Divine Sect in his heart.

In order to protect this beloved disciple, he had to compromise again and again, to the Queen Mother, to Yu Wengang, to Gongyu, and even to his sworn enemy Han Bing.

"Han Bing, if you promise to let me and Sarong return to Darong safely, then I will help you and send Miss Xiangjun back to Dayu unharmed!"

Seeing that after listening to his words, this Chiyang Sect Master really knew what he meant after hearing the song, and took the initiative to propose this fair deal, Han Bing couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Rescue Sister Xiangjun, this should be his last wish!

Whenever I think of Sister Xiangjun who is far away in Beirong and is still trapped in the tiger's den, my cold heart is full of endless remorse and apology!

At the time of separation, he swore that he would personally pick up Sister Xiangjun from the palace in Beirong.

But now, the oath is empty, I'm afraid he won't have the chance to see Sister Xiangjun again in this life. Only let his immortal soul go to the sad and disappointed Sister Xiangjun to take the blame!

Grinning faintly, Han Bing nodded, and said loudly: "So it's a matter of wording! I, Han Bing, hereby swear with the blood of the Hidden Clan, and I will never personally or assist others to hunt down and kill your master and apprentice along the way." ”

Duxiaoqiong also nodded happily and said, "Okay! I swore by the Chiyang Divine Sect that after returning to Darong, I would immediately help Miss Xiangjun escape from the palace and send someone to escort her all the way back to Yuguo safely." ”

Although he knew that Han Bing might only have half a day's life left, and there was no time to hunt down and kill their master and apprentice, Gongyu Sarong chose to remain silent about this and did not reveal the truth to his master on the spot.

Whether it was for the Ling Qiyu who made him respect, or for the cold ice in front of him that made him feel sorry for him, Gongyu Sarong hoped that the person they cared about, the innocent Xiangjun girl, could get out of the cage-like palace as soon as possible and return to her own relatives.

Han Bing naturally realized Gongyu Sarong's obviously well-intentioned silence, and couldn't help but smile at him slightly, and said, "I heard that Brother Gongyu likes to collect ancient and lost sword records, and there should be some in that underworld." If you can find it, I'll have someone bring you a few. ”

Gong Yusa Rong's eyes suddenly lit up, but then they became a little gloomy.

Because at this moment, he already has a strong premonition that this should be the last time he has with Han Bing!

No matter whether this young man lives or dies in the future, between the two of them, the fate should be over.

I just don't know if that lovely Luo'er girl is still destined to see her?

Fortunately, before the more and more sentimental guy could ask the cold and vinegar question again, his mentor Duxiao Qiong had already reached out and dragged him from the ground, and then carried him directly behind him.