the time passes so fast
"Master, it's quiet outside."
"Where's the monster?"
"Turn into stone and be blown away by the wind."
Xiao Huan breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of a house in the former site of Bailian Weapon Road, and held Wanmin's hand tightly. Living in the thorny land, they knew nothing about the outside world, and the death of Xie Helin and the demise of the demon were already two months ago.
Wanmin has recovered. A month ago, she was lying on the hospital bed, holding Xiao Huan's hand, and said: "Master, I have run away enough, and the sisters have hidden enough. Let us resist and fight out. I am not afraid." Death, the disciples of Chi Miaofeng are never afraid of death."
Xiao Huan said with tears in his eyes: "Two hundred years ago, Chimiao Peak suffered a great disaster. More than half of the women in the clan fell into the hands of the enemy and suffered humiliation. We are from poor families, and we are women, Min'er! We are not palms. I am a coward, how difficult it is to share the world with those men in Huzhou. I don’t have to lose my face, but I just hope that these girls can be safe. This is also the wish of all the leaders of Chi Miao Feng."
"Master!" Wanmin sat up with difficulty, rested her head on Xiao Huan's shoulder, and cried: "I have practiced with my master since I was a child. Without a master, I am still a girl who was sold. I know the hardships in the world. Hot, I'm not afraid. The master is already dead, and I don't want to wait silently in the East Territory. Leader, I've hidden enough! Please, let us sisters go out and resist, for the sake of Chi Miaofeng and for ourselves! "
Xiao Huan had experienced the ups and downs of the war and was already disheartened. She stroked Wan Min's cheek and sighed: "Min'er, isn't it good to be alive?"
"Okay, but it's better to live in humiliation than to die vigorously. Anyone can step on our women's heads. It doesn't matter, we can stand up." Wanmin sobbed, "Many sisters are dead, boss! Living is really... Right?"
Xiao Huan's eyes were sunken and he looked very tired. After staying there quietly for a long time, Xiao Huan stood up tremblingly and walked slowly out. Wanmin lay down in despair, but unexpectedly, Xiao Huan, who was walking to the door, stopped. She turned her back to Wanmin and said, "Hit us. Let's fight. It will also be an explanation to Chi Miaofeng." After saying this, Wanmin said. Mouthed, she ran out in tears.
Wanmin cried loudly in the house. A few days later, another group of people appeared at the former site of Bailianbingdao. It turned out that Bai Kexiang led the remnants of Changke Zong's army and fled here.
The originally embarrassed Chang Ke Zong was reassured when he saw a group of women in front of him. Although his clan died and became a bereaved dog, it was still easy to deal with Chi Miaofeng.
"Senior Sister" Pan Xiaowen came to Wanmin's side in a smart outfit, dancing with the red silk ribbon in her hand, and said with a smile: "I can fight side by side with Senior Sister again. I have made great progress. Let's see who can kill later." "More! Huh! Hee hee"
Wanmin looked at Pan Xiaowen lovingly, caressed her, and then took her into her arms. Wanmin whispered in her ear: "Xiaowen, it's okay, it's okay." Pan Xiaowen buried her head and said: No, but the hands placed on Wanmin's waist could not stop trembling.
How can she be such a resolute woman? When Wanmin stood in front of her again, she instantly lost her disguise. War, you are so cruel, but no one is willing to bow in front of you, even if it is to deceive. Own.
Wanmin stood in front of these resolute women, holding onto the precious phantom in her hands. From that day on, Chi Miaofeng would never back down.
The Southern Territory is extremely desolate. Who can remember the prosperity here. The four major sects only have the green peaks left. There are hundreds of millions of people in the Southern Territory. Due to the destruction of war and monsters released by demons, only nine million are left. People, over the past few months, some of the migrating people have returned to their hometowns, while others have taken root in other places, changed their surnames, and changed their clothes.
The Chen Sect disappeared silently, the Tianhe Sect died, and the surviving disciples and elders of the Medicine Sect scattered throughout Huzhou with the prescriptions for Tianhe Sect’s pharmaceutical refining. Some of them joined the remaining sects and became members of the sect. Your Excellency, how many years later, all sects and even small sects have their own medicines.
Bu Pu Sect died, and no one survived. After several raids by Chashan and Luoye Sect, they merged into one sect, called Yunxiao Sect, which was divided into two sects, Zhuang Sect and Fa Sect. Gradually, Zhuang Sect was eliminated. Yunxiao Sect became the second sect after Bu Pu Sect that only practiced magic, and the power of magic it later displayed was the greatest in the history of Huzhou.
Lin Lufeng continued his sect life step by step as if nothing had happened. However, after Sun Qiji lost an eye, his body became weaker and weaker. He kept repeating "This is God's punishment", ha, Maybe so.
Mu Ziyun stayed home for a month. When he returned to the sect again, many disciples had returned to Qingshan Mountain. Almost all the elders were dead. Liu Xiaoxiao was promoted to the elder of Yumen, becoming the youngest person in the history of Qingshan Mountain. An elder, and a female elder.
Among them, Tong Hong, who was also a disciple of the Yumen of the Dimen, was honored as a war hero because of his bravery in the war. He was the ninth Yulin of the Northern Yumen of the Yumen. He stood up to save his disciples during the war and was killed by Chang Ke. He was killed by the elders of the sect, and later generations respected him as a hero. Zi Gui, the fourth elder of the sect, became the acting head of Qingshan Peak, and Hu Xian became the great elder (Qi De is dead).
Mu Ziyun walked into the hastily repaired hall, where dust was still falling. When he walked up to Li Ziwen, Mu Ziyun bowed and said, "Master, I'm back."
After Li Ziwen was seriously injured, it was difficult to recover even though he took medicine. He slumped in a chair and struggled to move his fingers. Mu Ziyun quickly leaned over and held Li Ziwen's hand.
Li Ziwen's voice was very weak: "Ziyun, is there any news in the east?"
"Yes, Hu Zi has just come back." Mu Ziyun sat next to him, "Well, it turns out that Chi Miao Feng and Chang Ke Zong were hiding at Bai Lian Weapon Road, and they started fighting. I didn't expect Chi Miao Feng to win. Then, they established a sect called Chi Miao Valley at the former site of Bai Lian Weapon Road."
"Xiao Huan is still alive?" Li Ziwen asked tremblingly.
Mu Ziyun nodded and sighed: "Live, Master. Let the war end. It's just a group of women. Let them live."
Li Ziwen shook his head violently, waved his hands and stammered: "Xiao Huan, Xiao Huan must die, and the rest should be let go."
Mu Ziyun shed tears, leaned Li Ziwen's head on his chest, and cried: "Master Wu, I heard it, don't worry, don't worry."
In Linlu Peak, Shitou was already the great elder. He was still sitting at the table, fiddling with the teacup and asked: "My lord, is it irreversible?"
Sun Qiji closed his eyes, it would be more comfortable that way, "This is Lin Lufeng's destiny."
"Chimiao Peak has taken root in the east and is called Chimiao Valley."
"Xiao Huan must die!"
In the land of thorns blown by the cold wind, Xiao Huan and a group of women stood by the valley. Xiao Huan carefully put the jade bracelet on Wanmin's hand, smiled, and touched each girl's cheek. She quietly Turn around and walk toward the horizon.
Pan Xiaowen knelt on the ground crying and almost fainted. Seventeen-year-old Wanmin stood there strong like a statue, holding a jade bracelet and the Five-Chen Sword. Behind her was the old dream of a generation and the beginning of a generation.
Xiao Huan closed the broken stone door and wiped away the blood on his neck with the sword in his hand.
