Regarding Xue Yunchong's evaluation, Yue Ying pouted disapprovingly: "That's not necessarily, you've only known me for a long time, how do you know what my personality is?"

Xue Yunchong smiled slightly: "If one day I find out that my judgment is wrong, I would rather die at your hands." ”

"What are you talking nonsense, why should I kill you for no reason?" Yue Ying glared at Xue Yunchong and said with a slightly complaining look.

"Of course you won't kill me, and I don't have to die at your hands, because I know my instincts have always been accurate. "Snow clouds rushed.

"Okay, I won't tell you, it's better for you to carry this knife, and I should go back. Tsukizakura said as she exchanged the knife for Xue Yunchong.

Xue Yunchong stretched out his hand to take it, put it back into his waist, and said, "You go back first, I still want to stay alone for a while." ”

Yue Ying nodded, and glanced at Xue Yunchong deeply, and then slowly moved away from the lotus step and walked back.

"Miss Yueying, can you tell me where the Absolute Realm is?" Xue Yun Chong looked at the back of Yueying who was gradually moving away, and suddenly asked.

"I'll take you later, but not now. Hearing this, Yueying stopped and replied, but did not look back.

Xue Yunchong nodded and said thoughtfully: "I understand, you should go back and rest quickly......"

Now, there was only one person left in the empty suburbs, and he looked up at the sky, and his mind was full of thoughts, sometimes thinking of his master, sometimes thinking of his sister, and sometimes thinking of the fiery Qiu Hongye...... So much had happened in a short period of time, which made him a little exhausted, and of course more traumatic. Life is unsatisfactory, this sentence made Xue Yunchong deeply experience, if the remaining tenth is a good thing, then for him, it is God who made him meet Yueying. He liked this girl from the bottom of his heart, liked her looks, liked her voice, and liked her temperament even more, but at this moment the woman she loved so deeply was living in such a dark world, which made him feel sad. So he tightened his grip on the knife, and he was determined to use it to save Tsukizakura and her people, even at the expense of himself if necessary!

Sacrifice does not necessarily mean that you have to pay for your life, there are many forms of sacrifice, for example, a person who practices martial arts to make himself lose in order to save others is also a sacrifice, or even a sacrifice greater than death. And Xue Yunchong was also well aware of the consequences of his over-reliance on this magic knife. As Yue Ying said, it is likely that he will be devoured by demonic energy, not only will he hurt himself, but he may also demonize himself into another person, but he can't care about so much.

The knife is out of the sheath!

Time flies, and several days have passed in the blink of an eye. Xue Yunchong and the others have also been trapped in this dark country for several days, but the qi eye has not appeared, and they can't find a way to leave. In the past few days, these foreign guests have been living in the old man's house, and they have nothing to do with each other, and they are happy, but Xue Yunchong does not have much contact with people, he is not a withdrawn person, that is because he is busy practicing.

It's strange to say, Xue Yunchong has become more and more impatient recently, losing his temper at every turn, and his previous image of being polite and humble is completely different. Despite this, everyone didn't care much, and they all said that Xue Yunchong was overtired from practicing to make such a gaffe.

On this day (because there is no day or night here), Xue Yunchong, as usual, returned late from practicing on the outskirts of the village, and at this time almost all the rest of the people slept, except for Leng Chuhui.

Leng Chuhui didn't want to disturb Xue Yunchong's cultivation, so she sat quietly on the stone steps at the door and waited for Xue Yun Chong to come back.

When Xueyun rushed back, he must have passed through the gate, and naturally saw Leng Chuhui. Without waiting for him to speak, Leng Chuhui got up early and pounced on him, hugged him and said, "Senior brother, I finally waited for you to come back, you have been there for a long time......"

"Why doesn't Senior Sister go to sleep yet?" Xue Yunchong's face was expressionless, and his speech was as stiff as a stone, and he gently pushed Leng Chuhui away.

"Senior brother, you've been practicing lately, and you don't have me as a junior sister in your heart......" Leng Chuhui pouted and complained.

"Don't think about it, I'm tired, I'll go back and rest. Xue Yunchong said that he was going to leave his junior sister and step into the door by himself.

"Senior brother!" Leng Chuhui stretched out his hand and grabbed Xue Yunchong, and continued: "I'm in a bad mood, can you chat with me?"

Xue Yunchong replied lightly: "Next time, let's ......" and then shook off Leng Chuhui again.

"Senior brother!" Leng Chuhui rushed up in a hurry and hugged Xueyun from behind, and said, "You weren't like this before, and now you don't even look at me, why, why?"

"Senior sister, let it go......" Xue Yunchong's face was gloomy, and he said lightly.

"I won't let go, I won't let go!Why are you so indifferent to me?" Leng Chuhui's face was against Xue Yunchong's back, and his hands were hugged tighter, "I have nothing now, if I don't even pay attention to you, I might as well die!"

Xue Yunchong suddenly became like a beast that had lost his ideals at this moment, he immediately raised his arms to break away from Leng Chuhui, turned around and pushed her almost at the same time, threw her to the ground, glared at her viciously and shouted: "Then you will die!

Leng Chuhui was frightened by this sudden scene, and forgot to get up, and only after a while did she tremble: "You...... What do you say?"

"You have nothing to do all day long, you have a hippie smile, and you don't go to practice, you know how to play, do you still have the idea of avenging your father in your heart?" Xue Yunchong reprimanded mercilessly, just like a strict father teaching a disobedient daughter, "Isn't it because I practice so hard to take you out of here as soon as possible and avenge the master as soon as possible? Why don't you understand me, don't support me, and still fight stubbornly, regardless of the severity? You are so disappointed in me!"

"Xue Yunchong, what are you talking nonsense?" Leng Chuhui was also angry, she quickly stood up from the ground, and sneered at each other: "What is stalking, what is indiscriminate?

"Okay, I'm not qualified to teach you, don't call me senior brother in the future!" Xue Yunchong finished speaking indignantly, and immediately turned around and walked into the door quickly, ignoring Leng Chuhui who was still outside the house.

"Dead nerd, stinky bastard, I hate you to death!" Leng Chuhui paused, and his snow-white cheeks were already flushed at the moment. She didn't rush back with Xueyun, but turned around and ran towards the entrance of the village, with tears in her bright eyes.

She didn't know the way, she didn't know where she was going, she just ran. She ran all the way until she felt a little tired, and then slowly squatted down by a small stream outside the village. At this time, her tears also flowed down like a river without embankment. She didn't think it was dirty, so she sat down by the stream, and sobbed alone with her knees folded, so sad in her heart that she didn't even notice that someone appeared beside her.

Just when Leng Chuhui was sad and crying, someone touched her arm and handed her a clean hand to clapp, "Don't cry, wipe your tears!"

This voice sounded in Leng Chuhui's ears, it was so familiar, she knew it was him as soon as she heard it-Lu Jia.

The person who came to comfort herself turned out to be Lu Jia, which made Leng Chuhui very surprised, and even a little overwhelmed, she immediately stopped crying, looked up at the hand clap handed to her, and turned her head to look at Lu Jia beside her, who was speechless.

"Don't look at me, take it, wipe your eyes. Lu Jia said and shook the hand in his hand again, "You see that you are crying into tears, why bother?"

Leng Chuhui just clapped his hand with one hand, gently wiped his tears, and said, "Who asked you to come with you? Did you deliberately come to see me make a fool of yourself?"

"Nobody called me, I came on my own. Lu Jia said, "Moreover, the way you cry is not ugly at all, it's cute!"