After the man in black flew out of Sword Casting City with Jian Qingyu and Yun Qingyang, he went straight to the land where Jian Qingyu hid horses!

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"Thank you, senior!"

In the dim cave, Yun Qingyang was still unconscious, and Jian Qingyu's injuries had recovered a few points.

"Hmm!"

The man in black nodded, handed Jian Qingyu a sheepskin scroll, and said, "It's inconvenient for me to stay for a long time, enough dry food and water have been prepared here, this is the road map of the Shura Tower, if your injuries are healed, go directly to the Shura Tower!"

"Hmm!"

Jian Qingyu nodded, took the sheepskin scroll, and the man in black turned around and walked away quickly!

Watching the man in black leave, Jian Qingyu took the sheepskin scroll into his arms, and began to breathe cross-legged!

Although the man in black was masked, Jian Qingyu knew that he could easily save himself from the hands of Jian Qingluo and other masters of Sword Casting City, and he also knew that the place where Jian Qingyu hid horses must be the "crazy swordsman" Lin Boying!

Outside the cave, the sky is getting brighter, and the sun shines in, which also illuminates the cave!

Yun Qingyang slowly opened his eyes, couldn't help but feel sore, coughed lightly a few times, Jian Qingyu hurriedly collected his strength, opened his eyes, helped Yun Qingyang up, and said, "Qingyang, how do you feel?"

"It's just that I have some internal injuries, and it's good to breathe for a few days!"

Yun Qingyang shook his head and said, "Jade ...... Brother Yuqing, where are we, how did we escape from Sword Forge City?"

"You call me Qingyu!"

Jian Qingyu smiled: "I guess you also know my identity, my real name is Jian Qingyu, and a man in black suddenly appeared last night and saved us." ”

"What about that senior? We have to thank him!"

Yun Qingyang nodded slightly, looked outside the cave, and said softly.

"That senior sent us here and left!"

Jian Qingyu smiled and took Yun Qingyang's hand and said.

Yun Qingyang withdrew his hand lightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said softly: "You still owe me an explanation!"

"Qingyang, I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's just that you know my situation, I can't say anything about anyone, even my master, Master Bitter Ring, I haven't revealed half a word!"

Jian Qingyu's gaze slowly withdrew from Yun Qingyang's body, leaned against the cave wall, hugged his knees, looked leisurely outside the cave, and said slowly: "This matter should start from when I was born eighteen years ago......

Jian Qingyu spoke very slowly, his voice was unusually heavy, and his eyes looked at the sky outside the entrance of the cave in a daze, the past was like smoke, and scenes came to mind.

Yun Qingyang listened quietly, but his eyes always stayed on Jian Qingyu's face, his cold face was already full of tenderness, tears were surging in his eyes, and his eyes were red!

It wasn't until noon that Jian Qingyu finished speaking, Yun Qingyang silently held Jian Qingyu's head, Jian Qingyu fell obediently into Yun Qingyang's arms, the two were silent, and the cave fell into a long silence......

"Gollum ......"

The voice came, instantly breaking the silence and warmth in the cave, Jian Qingyu sat up, looked at Yun Qingyang, who was slightly red, picked up a package from his side, took out a piece of cake, handed it to Yun Qingyang, and said with a smile: "From last night to now, the water and rice have not been touched, I am so hungry!"

As he spoke, Jian Qingyu took out another piece of cake and devoured it!

Yun Qingyang smiled and ate in small bites!

Jian Qingyu smiled, handed over a pot of water, and said, "The biscuit is too dry, drink some water!"

"Hmm!"

Yun Qingyang nodded and took the kettle.

"Our injuries have not healed, it is not appropriate to hurry, let's rest here for the night, and tomorrow morning, I will send you back to Xuanzhou!"

Yun Qingyang, who was drinking water, stopped abruptly, turned his head to look at Jian Qingyu, his face was slightly cold, and said, "You want to drive me away?"

"No, no!"

Jian Qingyu said: "I didn't mean that! You are injured now, I want to go to the Shura Pagoda again, and when I come out of the Shura Tower, I will go to Xuanzhou to find you, how about it?"

"My injuries are not serious, and I will heal in a few days of pranayama!"

Yun Qingyang said categorically: "I'll accompany you to the Shura Tower!"

"The Shura Pagoda is unpredictable, you are with me, it is too dangerous!" Jian Qingyu persuaded: "You go back to the Xuannu Ice Palace first, I promise, as soon as I come out, I will immediately go to find you!"

Yun Qingyang shook his head and sighed: "How can the Ice Palace come out if you want to come out? I grew up in the Ice Palace since I was a child, and this is the first time I have come out alone, if I go back, only by breaking through to the innate realm, can I have the opportunity to come out alone again!"

Jian Qingyu frowned slightly, in this way, Xuannu Binggong Yun Qingyang can't go back for the time being, but let her follow her on the risk, and she can't.

According to the map depicted on the sheepskin scroll, the Shura Pagoda is in the depths of the Guzen Mountain Range, the danger is immeasurable, and the sword Qingyu is not enough to protect itself, how can it protect Yun Qingyang's thoughtfulness!

"Qingyang, you might as well do this, I will place you outside the Guchan Mountain Range, and when I come back, I will travel to Kyushu with you and wander the world!"

Jian Qingyu pondered for a moment and smiled!

Yun Qingyang was silent for a moment, and then nodded slightly!

......

As the sun set, on the ancient road of Chanzhou, Jian Qingyu and Yun Qingyang rode together on the blue-maned cloud horse, trotting towards the sunset.

On the quiet ancient road, the sound of twilight drums and Sanskrit singing could be heard in the distance, Yun Qingyang quietly snuggled up to the sword and jade, and the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Luohan City and Buddhism had already appeared in the field of vision of the two.

Jian Qingyu did not enter the city of Luohan, but a few miles away from the city gate, he turned his horse's head and headed north.

He didn't enter Luohan City, Luohan City is the place where the Buddha sect is located after all, and the major family sects have many people, and the news that he and Yun Qingyang are here will definitely spread quickly to the Xuannu Ice Palace, I am afraid that the main person of the Cloud Palace will be furious, and even send someone to take Yun Qingyang back!

And another reason is that he doesn't know how to face the master's bitter vows, although he doesn't believe that the master is the one who betrayed his father, but this mystery has not been solved, and the knot in his heart can't be let go now!

When it was getting dark, the blue-maned cloud horse stopped in a small remote village.

There are tens of thousands of such villages in Chanzhou, and the people of Chanzhou already believe in Buddhism, live a simple and peaceful life, are self-sufficient, and are quite hospitable to the people who stay overnight.

He and Yun Qingyang hid here, ignoring the disturbances of the Kyushu Continent and living a peaceful and peaceful life, which was the best!

Climbing high and looking into the distance, touring the mountains and rivers, in a blink of an eye, Jian Qingyu and Yun Qingyang had already stayed in this small village for nearly a month.

It's February, the flowers are blooming, the sun is shining, there are large patches of golden rape flowers everywhere, the spring breeze is blowing, swaying slightly, and the sea of flowers is bright and dazzling!

On a hillside in the middle of the sea of rape flowers, Jian Qingyu and Yun Qingyang stood opposite each other, inseparable for a long time.

"It's time for me to go!"

Jian Qingyu said softly, his eyes were full of reluctance, but his tone was very resolute, his hands were slightly loosened, but he still didn't let go of Yun Qingyang's hand!

Although he was very reluctant, the appointment with the Shura Pagoda of Lin Caicheng was approaching.

The ancient Chan mountain range stretches out, the forest is deep and the trees are dense, covering the sky and the sun, the road is difficult and dangerous, not to be underestimated, even if there is a road map, it is not so easy to reach the Shura Pagoda!

What's more, he still has his grandfather's last wish, and he must improve his strength as soon as possible, recapture Sword Casting City, and revitalize the Sword Family!

"Hmm!"

Yun Qingyang nodded slightly, the tenderness on his face gradually became stronger, and he slowly withdrew his hand from Jian Qingyu's hand.

"Boom!"

The cold ice sword suddenly came out of its sheath, the sword light flashed, and it was already in its sheath, and a strand of hair slowly fell, and was caught by Yun Qingyang!

Yun Qingyang picked up the white jade jade pendant on his waist, tied it to the strand of hair, slowly handed it to Jian Qingyu, stared at Jian Qingyu with burning eyes, and said softly: "A wisp of green silk, accompanied by you, under the rape flowers, I hope you return it!"

Jian Qingyu also stared at Yun Qingyang, slowly took the green silk white jade, held it tightly in the palm of his hand, and nodded heavily.

"Take care!"

Jian Qingyu whispered, turned around suddenly, jumped his body, and tapped the large rape flower, and flew away!

The body was like a swallow, floating on the blue-maned flowing cloud horse, Jian Qingyu took a deep look at Yun Qingyang, who was still standing in the center of the golden flower sea, and took the green silk white jade that carried the two hearts in his arms, close to his chest.

"Drive!"

As soon as he pulled the reins of the horse, the sword Qingyu screamed, and the blue-maned cloud horse neighed, and galloped away towards the west with the horse's hooves!

"Take care!"

Yun Qingyang looked at Jian Qingyu's disappearing back, and muttered softly, the tears in his eyes couldn't help but flow down anymore.