In the main bedroom of the Yi family, Yi Zheng and Lu Yunqing sat opposite each other. Yi Zheng told Lu Yunqing that Fairy Hongxiao, who led Yuan'er to practice, had arrived. Lu Yunqing's eyes were a little dim, and he felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.
After feeling depressed for a long time, he calmed down and said in a low voice: "I understand."
Yi Zheng thought for a while before telling Lu Yunqing the fact that Yuan'er and Jiang Xiaoning were together.
Lu Yunqing was also speechless. Looking at his husband, who had some gray hair on his temples, he suddenly became angry and said angrily: "Look at the good son you taught, he has the same virtues as you!"
Yi Zheng's mind is filled with dark thoughts. What does this have to do with me? It's Yuan'er, the little brat, who has fallen in love with Xiao Ning'er, and it's none of my business. Don't blame me. I was taught a lesson by the old man just now. Now it's a little bit... The feeling of a cup bow and a snake shadow. He felt that he was wronged. He clearly did nothing, so why was it all his fault?
Lu Yunqing looked at her confused husband and continued angrily: "Think about what you did before, and then look at Yuan'er, do you look alike?"
Yi Zheng thought about it seriously, and his expression of surprise and uncertainty suddenly became richer. After a while, she turned into a wry smile, and the madam really did not wrong her: "Yuan'er, this little brat, must have imitated me, and fell in love with mortal women. The only difference is that he fell into the mortal world, while Yuan'er was practicing diligently."
For a moment, Yi Zheng's thoughts turned around. It turned out that the problem was with himself, and it was really not Yuan'er's fault. He was really not confident in himself. He felt that he didn't know what to do. He felt that his life had become bleak from now on.
It took him a while to murmur one word: "I..." It's really hard to be a son, even harder to be a father, and the hardest to be a husband.
"Okay, it's no big deal. If Yuan'er likes it, let him go. Do you still want to object?" Lu Yunqing raised his eyebrows and scolded Yi Zheng. She should have made her attitude clear.
"I didn't agree! No, I didn't object! No, I didn't say anything?" Yi Zheng beside him became a little anxious, then lowered his head, like a child who made a mistake, ready to accept criticism.
"Hee! Hee! Hee!..." A chuckle rang out, and Yi Zheng raised his head and saw Lu Yunqing smiling sweetly, her beautiful eyes smiling at him, and he suddenly became demented.
"Okay! Okay! That's it. He will figure out a solution for Yuan'er himself, so you don't need to worry about it." Lu Yunqing felt that he should improve his husband's self-confidence and snuggled into his arms, looking as weak as he could.
Yi Zheng rolled his eyes countless times and couldn't figure it out, but it didn't matter anymore. The important thing is that he feels very happy at this moment...
The next morning, on the roof of the study, a human figure carved from snow stood lifelike.
The cold wind is blowing, and the flying snow is drifting into the world. The cold plum blossoms are proud of the snow, and the song of lovesickness is endless. It’s a long road, and I’ll cross the sky while singing. Looking at the stars in the distance, I would like to look back at the past like smoke.
After a long time, the figure on the roof moved, and the snow fell from his body, revealing Yi Yuan's slender figure in an instant. After a while, Yi Yuan took out the moon stone from his arms, carved the character Yuan on one side and the character Ning on the other, then rubbed it with his palm for a while and put it in his arms.
"It's time to say goodbye!" Yi Yuan muttered to himself.
In the backyard, the old man let out a long sigh, looked at the place where Yi Yuan disappeared, and finally said nothing. He himself seems to be in no position to persuade others.
In the main bedroom, Yi Zheng was silent for a long time. He felt that it was not okay to continue like this, so he said, "It's time to say goodbye." He knew that when his aunt appeared again, Yi Yuan would probably not have the chance to say goodbye.
At this time, Lu Yunqing snuggled into Yi Zheng's arms obediently, not knowing what he was thinking.
In the Mingyuan study room, Master Jiang is waiting for Yi Yuan. The door was opened, and Yi Yuan came in quietly and sat across from the Master without opening his mouth. He wanted to wait for the Master to speak before he could answer.
After a long time, Master Jiang sighed and said, "Yuan'er, have you thought about it?"
Yi Yuan raised his head and said calmly: "Think about it."
Then he said firmly: "Practice, I will not give up! Ning'er, I will not give up either!"
Master Jiang stared hard into Yi Yuan's eyes, his deep gaze seemed to penetrate into his heart, making Yi Yuan feel uneasy.
After a while, Master Jiang waved his hand and said, "Then go ahead!" Then, his tired body leaned gently on the chair and slowly closed his eyes, as if falling asleep.
Yi Yuan stood up, clasped his hands in his fists, and bowed deeply. Then he quietly walked out of the study, closed the door, and went straight to the backyard.
Master Jiang's closed eyes opened again. They were cloudy and lackluster. He had stared at them for such a while and almost exhausted his energy. He probably had to practice for a long time. Hearing the sound of climbing over the courtyard wall again, he straightened his body, but found that he couldn't exert any strength, so he had to lean on the chair and sighed helplessly.
In the stone chamber of the cave, the woman in red finally refined the elixir and took a deep breath. Then she remembered something. A sound transmission stone appeared in the palm of her hand and she gave a few instructions. Then he frowned again, Yi Yuan came here again, what am I seeing? Still missing? Finally, he reluctantly waved away the alchemy furnace, wiped away the traces on the ground, and appeared in the sky in the next second, disappearing.
In the Yi family ancestral hall, the old man and Yi Zheng stood aside. Fairy Hongxiao stood quietly in front of the portrait, with a jade vase placed on the table.
After a while, Fairy Hong Xiao said: "Xiao Zheng! This bottle of elixir can delay the pain caused by the atrophy of your meridians. Please keep it." Then she told Yi Zheng and the old man that she was leaving. Yuan'er will come back to say goodbye to them and knows where to find her. Then, after taking a look at the portrait, the figure slowly disappeared.
When Fairy Hongxiao came to the high sky above the valley, Yi Yuan held Xiao Ning'er in his arms, facing the heavy snow flying in the sky, and arrived at the nameless valley.
Under the sycamore tree, the snow was so deep that the stone platform could no longer be seen. Yi Yuan waved his hand and cleared the snow on the stone platform, and also cleared a large space of the snow on the side. Then an animal skin mat was spread on the stone platform, and the two people sat together quietly, leaning on each other and staring at each other.
Outside the three-foot air current, snowflakes were falling one after another, and the stream under the ice was gurgling.
After a long time, Yi Yuan took out the moon stone from his arms and gave it to Xiao Ning'er. The remaining body temperature on it made Xiao Ning'er hold it tightly in her hands.
Yi Yuan thought for a moment, took out his storage bag, took out a jade bottle, which contained ten drops of ten thousand years of spiritual milk, and told her to take a drop and mix it into the water, and secretly let Grandpa Jiang take it several times. Jiang Xiaoning obediently took the jade bottle and put it into her arms together with the moon stone.
Yi Yuan took out a three-foot-long sword from the storage bag, which was a low-grade magic weapon. After opening it, blue light emerged, which was crystal clear and very beautiful. Then at Xiao Ning'er's request, he took out the high-grade magic sword and carved words on it, with the word "Ning" on one side and the word "Yuan" on the other. Then he happily put away the long sword, held it in his arms, and nestled against Yi Yuan. beside.
In the void, the woman in red was sitting cross-legged. She was very calm at the moment. After seeing it too much, she was not surprised. What's more, this little guy has a very similar personality to Sister Mu. I won't deal with him for the time being, but I will have to fix Lu Yunfeng later. He is not a very good uncle.
Lu Yunfeng, who has been far away from his master's mission, is currently lying comfortably on the top of the mountain, looking up at the stars in boredom. Since he was lucky enough to enter the golden elixir stage, his progress in cultivation has been much slower.
Suddenly, I felt something in my heart. I felt like I was being watched again. It was exactly the same as before. Who did I offend? Who is thinking about me? In the past few decades, I have been practicing very honestly. Apart from being beaten up by Fairy Hongxiao, I have not provoked anyone, right? This feeling came and went quickly, and he was a little surprised.
If you can't fly further, you won't be missed. Lu Yunfeng took out his flying sword and instantly fled into the distance. He was probably being targeted by Fairy Hongxiao again. Ever since Yi Zheng's accident, he had dealt with him twice, and he didn't want to be dealt with a third time.
