"Sir, don't you?" Yang Yu said.
"I have never learned this in my life."
He walked toward the door.
Yang Yu sat on the chair at the back and asked again. "Sir, is this probably why you came here?"
"Yes, it's a bit of a pity. I couldn't bear to see him die like this, so I came here to tell you something and take a look at you."
This matter, what else could it be, is naturally the matter of Deng Shilin's death.
"Well! Thank you sir for informing me about this."
The man smiled bitterly. "What I'm telling you is that I'm asking you to risk your life. You should hate me."
Yang Yu suddenly laughed. "I would like to curse you to go to the eighteenth level of hell and never be reincarnated forever, but it's a pity that I really can't do that."
"Now that the matter has been explained clearly, it's time for me to leave. It's not convenient for me as an outsider to interfere in the affairs of the world, but I still make exceptions every time."
"I still have two questions in my mind."
"Two questions?"
"Yes, my husband and I have known each other for so many years. I really don't know how old he is."
"twenty five."
"But I remember that my husband said that he was twenty-one more than 20 years ago. Now after so many years, how can he be only twenty-five?"
"What's the matter? Someone asked me three years ago, when I was twenty-four. Someone asked me twelve years ago, when I was still twenty-four. Sixteen years ago, I was thirty."
"Sir, you really like to talk nonsense. How can your age jump back and forth?"
"In short, it is always changing, and each period corresponds to a different age. Maybe I will still look like this a few hundred years from now!"
"It seems that I don't understand you yet, sir."
"No one in the world understands me. After all, I am elusive. Hahahaha... No one in the world understands me. I am even more immortal than that immortal."
He said, laughed, and asked again. "What about the other question?"
"Sir, he was reviled by students all over the world, saying that he was ignorant and incompetent. Did he really not take it to heart?"
"I've always been venomous, and it's fair to say that people have complaints against me. But they just indulged in their mouths. Let them do whatever they want to me! I'm not like other people who have a small belly and will kill people. To vent my anger. Besides, I also plan to write a book called "I Decided to Steal His Wife". By then, I am afraid I will become what they call a shameless person again, and I will already be used to it."
Yang Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and said. ""I decided to steal his wife"?"
"That's right, it's "I Decided to Steal His Wife"."
He said, lightly jumped up and went down the mountain.
He landed on the wall of the courtyard of a boy named Deng Shilin, squatted down and looked into the house with some coolness.
The young man was sitting on the bed meditating, but he looked up and seemed to see him.
The young man walked out of the yard and bowed to his seemingly young gentleman. said. "gentlemen."
Probably because I don't know his name, I can only call him this.
"Deng Shilin, that's a good name."
Deng Shilin replied. "This name doesn't have any meaning. It was chosen casually by Master back then."
"Yeah! Your master-uncle praised you very much, so he came here to take a look. To be honest, it's really good."
"Look at me? But I don't think I have any good talent. I'm just an unknown junior with mediocre qualifications."
The man smiled and said. "Young people know how to restrain their sharp edges. They are very kind-hearted. In the future, there will definitely be a place for you in this world."
He said, jumping off the high wall and falling into the courtyard. "You have a friend at the foot of the mountain who ruined his life and is now dragging a broken body to survive. Do you know?"
"A friend? But Xu Jinxin?"
"It's him."
"But his talent is unparalleled, how could he be like this?"
"Young people, who hasn't been hurt by several women? To be honest, I also look forward to the future of the two of them. What a pity! I have been living like a bastard for so many years."
"Sir, what do you say?"
"You can ignore the latter sentence, but the former sentence. You can save his life. If you want to know, just ask him personally."
"Thank you sir for telling me."
"Yeah!" The man stretched. "I've seen it, it's time to go."
"Wait a minute, sir?"
"Is there anything else wrong with you kid?"
"I just want to know your name, sir."
"Hahahaha, I'm just a passerby, so don't mention it," the man said. He jumped in front of him and went down the mountain.
The sky has just dawned, and there is a place called the blasting field in Jiugong Mountain.
Disciples wearing blue and white Jiugong uniforms have begun to plant the newly developed fire mines in the venue.
With a cry.
A deafening explosion instantly erupted in the venue.
The young man standing in front of the crowd took the paper handed over by his companion and began to think about it.
He said shortly after. "This place needs to be improved and more materials added, otherwise the power will not achieve the expected effect."
This young man is a disciple of the younger generation in Jiugong Mountain who has an excellent talent for fire and thunder.
After several twists and turns, he got the opportunity to test the team he led.
Under the premise that the senior is still staying in Jiugong Mountain, it seems extremely rare.
The boy comes from Yining City in the northeast, and his name is Yang Zhuoran.
"Yes!" Everyone responded.
At this time, a disciple suddenly joked. "Senior brother is really interested in this. Everything needs to be done personally. According to me, it's not necessary. Senior brother, just make a plan and we can test it."
"Yes! Junior Brother Yunfei is right."
"If I don't care, if you don't make a scene, you won't be able to control yourself."
"Senior brother, you are a little harsh. If we see the matter as urgent, we will not be careless."
"You Yunfei likes to find excuses. Most of the fire mines developed by Uncle Shi and others in the early stage were shipped to the northwest battlefield. But everyone got the news, and it was not very successful. Putting this aside, let's take the fire mines we developed before. Lei Lailai buried herself underground to form a formation, but she was still vulnerable in front of that senior. So I thought that before that senior left, I had to show her that the so-called way of fire and thunder did not mean that Just sayin’.”
"Senior brother is right, but I heard from the other side that the senior is going down the mountain today. He has already said hello to his uncles. Senior brother, I'm afraid that the senior won't be able to see it."
"Where did Junior Brother Yunfei hear this? Is it true?"
"Of course it's absolutely true. How could I still lie to my senior brother? The rear is already fully aware of this matter. It's just that we were busy with Huo Lei and didn't pay attention."
Yang Zhuoran handed the command token to the young man named Yunfei and said. "I'll go over and take a look. You urge everyone to strengthen research and development. Remember not to relax."
"Okay! Senior brother, go quickly! Otherwise, if you go late, you won't be able to see the senior."
The young man hurried towards Jiugong Mountain behind him, but as soon as he arrived in front of the mountain gate, he saw the senior and all the masters and uncles saying goodbye.
He knew that senior, whose name was easy to remember, called Zhao Xin.
Of course, it's a woman.
But this senior is not like a lady in the house, but a person with a very high level of cultivation.
Even the person with the highest cultivation level he has ever seen.
Although Jiugong Mountain is weaker than other sects and is only good at Fire and Thunder, there are also two extraordinary masters on the mountain.
Although those two masters did not leave a name in the world, they were not much different from some sword immortals.
But within twenty moves of this senior, they were still unable to do anything to him, and were even beaten back.
Before Yang Zhuoran could get closer, he heard the senior speak. "Zhao Xin has been harassing me for many days. During this period, I have offended too many places. I hope all of you will be considerate."
"Junior Sister Zhao Xin is joking. Since you came here, the cultivation level of the Jiugong Mountain disciples has increased even more. How can you say that you are nagging?"
The person speaking at this time was Zhu Ni, the youngest elder on Jiugong Mountain.
Zhu Ni is a young woman, about thirty-two-three years old.
"Zhao Xin doesn't understand fire and thunder, and he only came here to break the formation and improve his cultivation. As for giving some advice to fellow apprentice nephews, it's just a matter of doing his best. As Senior Sister Zhu Ni said, Zhao Xin doesn't dare to take credit."
"Junior sister is humble." Yao Ren, the palace master on Jiugong Mountain, waved his hand.
Yao Ren is about fifty-five or six years old.
"Zhao Xin is heading to the northwest this time. If he returns alive, he may come back to Jiugong Mountain again. When the time comes, I hope all the brothers and sisters will remember Zhao Xin. However, right now, the mountains are high and the road is far away, so there is no need for you brothers and sisters to send him off. Of course, if I really die in the northwest, this should be the last time I see everyone."
Zhu Ni spoke. "Jiugong Mountain congratulates Junior Sister on her arrival at any time. From now on, Junior Sister can just treat this place as her home. I think Senior Brother and the others think so too."
"Yes, junior sister is right, from now on, this is your home."
"Thank you very much, brothers and sisters. With that, Zhao Xin will take his leave."
Zhao Xingang was about to turn around.
Yang Zhuoran, who was not far away, ran over and said. "Senior, are you planning to leave?"
Zhao Xin turned to look at him and smiled. "Yes, you should always try to pursue what you like. If you stay in one place, you may miss it. Do you understand what I mean?"
"What do you like?" the boy said, but he was obviously confused.
"It seems that you don't understand, but it doesn't matter. You will have it in the future. There are always people and things that make you desperate. In the face of the world's great rights and wrongs, they may not cause much trouble."
She walked forward and continued. "You have a good talent, which is really rare on Jiugong Mountain. Don't lag too far behind others in the future."
Zhao Xin waved her hand and jumped up high. A sword floated from the sky and slowly fell to her feet.
She bowed her hands to everyone again. "Goodbye everyone!"
The people in front of the mountain gate also bowed their hands to her. "Take care of yourself."
She headed directly to the northwest with her sword, but she tightened her grip on the things in her hands. There! It was something someone gave her.
It's not precious, it can even be said to be bad on the street, but it is of great significance.
she muttered. "He Moqian, wait for me. If you want to save the world, let's restore peace to Western Chu together."
On the Xiaoxian Sect not far to the north of Quling City.
The young man named Su Wanli poured himself a cup of tea and drank it.
He put down his tea cup and walked outside to the yard. He washed his hands in the small pond in the yard before letting out a long breath.
The courtyard he lives in is not small, it is one-third the size of the place where he, his junior sister, and his three people lived before.
Before coming here, he also visited the Xiaoxian Sect. The overall area was indeed much larger than the former Wangchen Villa.
Perhaps he came from a thousand miles away and treated the senior regardless of his physical injuries. They had already regarded him as a guest and arranged such a spacious room for him.
He stopped in front of a peach and plum tree, looked up at the plum above his head, picked one, tasted it, and found it was not ripe.
He reached out and threw away the wooden sword and was about to pull it out when a mean voice came over.
"You are a traitor, evil thief, and traitor. If you dare to steal the master's fruit, I will go over and report you, and you will die a miserable death."
Su Wanli turned around, looked at the place where the sound came from, and couldn't help but laugh.
He thought to himself, this guy is really interesting. He comes here to guard him every day in his spare time, as if he is afraid that he will do something bad.
This thing is not a human being. There are no other disciples in Xiaoxian Sect, only Gao Qinghe who claims to have been taken up the mountain by Taoist Wuqing when he was very young. So, speaking of it, there are only two people in Xiaoxian Sect.
So what is this mean thing? It is the broken-billed parrot raised by senior Wuqing in his spare time.
He didn't bother to care whether the parrot had its beak ripped off, but walked back into the house and got busy sorting out the medicine box.
Although Xiaoxian Sect is not well-known, speaking of it, its background is not small.
The current senior Wuqing was one of the four heroes of the Taoist Immortal Sect back then. Although he was the youngest and a woman, he was the most talented among the Taoists of his generation.
As for why he was covered in stone in the end, it was because he had resisted the invasion of demons on the Yunqi Mountains across Xichunanmu in the east more than 20 years ago.
Later, she probably found out that her fate was not long ago, so she came to live in the other courtyard of Daoxian Sect, which was the Xiaoxian Sect. So far, she has never returned to Daoxian Sect.
It is precisely because of this that no one has dared to make irresponsible remarks outside the Xiaoxian Sect so far.
Firstly, he didn't dare to fight against the entire Daoxian Sect, and secondly, there was really no need to show off his power in front of a useless person.
At night, Su Wanli stood in front of the window and looked ahead at the dozens of peach trees planted by Gao Qinghe himself.
He was in a daze when he suddenly felt something surge up from his chest and spurt out from his mouth.
He knew it was blood.
It was that violent force that caused his illness to attack again.
He smiled bitterly. When he came to Xichu, he might not be hunted down anymore, but he might also die from this disease, if it could be called a disease.
As the forefront of fighting against fate, will he really die without a burial in the end? It's really hard to say.
He grabbed the edge of the window and barely managed to stand still without falling.
But his eyes were jumping back and forth between black and clear, as if a devil was fighting for his body.
There was already a faint black smoke rising from his body, as if something was burning.
He walked to the bed step by step and lay down on it.
Far away in Nanmu Country, hundreds of kilometers west of Jiuzhou City, in a courtyard called Qingyan Villa.
A woman cut a hole in the palm of her hand, dripped blood on the dagger, gathered her energy, and injected all the spiritual energy into the dagger again.
The spreading spell slowly gathered and attached to the dagger again as he injected it.
The seal was strengthened again, but she spit out a mouthful of blood and her face turned pale.
When he turned to look out the window, he saw bats flying by in the night, and he laughed at himself. "This is retribution. Anyway, I always owe you. No amount of repayment is enough."
Su Wanli woke up slowly, but he was so tired that he could hardly stand up.
He tightened his grip on the thing in his hand, which was the ring named "Giving Thousand Miles Away".
This ring means a lot to him. It was given to him by his husband, and his junior sister also has one.
He smiled bitterly, actually thinking of his junior sister again.
He fled the world and pulled himself away from the edge of destiny, but he still thought of his junior sister and the eccentric and serious gentleman.
How are they doing these years? this! It is also the thing that has always been the most important thing in his heart.
But that home is probably a thing of the past and cannot be returned to.
