"You can strike hard."
"Then it saves them from coming every now and then." Ying Yunsu didn't want to stay any longer.
"The Kuan Quan Sect is pretty good."
Pulling back her stepped foot, Ying Yunsu looked at the Saint Yuan Ancestor, thinking about what expression she should have to face this sentence, and sneered?
Ying Yunsu tried to twitch her lips, but finally gave up using expressions to respond to the words of the Saint Yuan Ancestor.
"Without bragging or exaggeration, Kuanquanzong has indeed saved many people."
"The Kuanquan Sect is just a group of lunatics who idealize everything and save a group of people who feel no hope, or who are broken, regretful, and desperate."
"I, Ying Yunsu, whom the world calls Leng Qiaoxian, how could I have anything to do with these emotions."
The Saint Yuan Ancestor withdrew his gaze. It was Ying Yunsu's dignity and her arrogance. If the Kuan Quan Zong had won her over earlier, before Ying Yunsu slapped Wenren Hongye, he might have succeeded long ago.
Now that Ying Yunsu has made her heart into a piece of ice to prevent her from collapsing in the end, there is nothing else that can arouse her emotions.
"To be honest, if the Kuanquan Sect is as powerful as the Ancient Immortal Sect, maybe I will join."
The Saint Yuan Ancestor shook his head, a little guilt flashed through him, and then he was deeply pressed, "Don't be so angry, you can do what you want to do."
"Is everything within the plan?" Ying Yunsu asked. She did not expect an answer from the Saint Yuan Ancestor. She took off her cloak and revealed her blood-stained dress.
She is hot, she is angry, she is angry, she has always been so, but the world thinks she is heartless and desireless.
"Ancestor, you are the ancestor. You have saved mankind once from the demons. My anger is never because of you. You deserve to be respected."
"No one can force me, Ying Yunsu, to do something I don't want to do, but I respect you and am willing to treat you with courtesy. My anger from beginning to end is only directed at Wenren Hongye."
"Of course I don't regret marrying Wenren Hongye. It was my own choice, not someone's design to force me to do it. What I'm angry about is Wenren Hongye's obedience and calmness. He is colder and more beautiful than me." Even more ruthless, I have been silent for many years, but I am still angry..."
Lang Linyi originally wanted to go find Shui Miaomiao, but Lang Jinyi was carried out of Ying Mansion, so she had no time to take care of Shui Miaomiao.
Even if he took care of it, he probably wouldn't be able to find Shui Miaomiao now.
Shui Miaomiao was stunned when she stepped into the snow up to her knees.
Turning around, I saw that the trail had disappeared, surrounded by white snow and towering trees that were about to be bent by the heavy snow.
"Where is this!" Shui Miaomiao's voice echoed in the snow forest...
"Drink some tea to cool down the fire."
The Saint Yuan Ancestor advised that he had nothing to say about Wenren Hongye. Wenren Hongye was his disciple. Although he was not the most talented among his disciples, he was the most powerful. After all, he had survived in the war between humans and demons. Came down.
Being able to survive is a matter of skill.
After a few minutes of silence, Ying Yunsu called over and smiled.
Xiaoxiao carried the tea set and hurriedly came from a gravel road in the back to make new tea for the Saint Yuan Ancestor.
While waiting for the water to boil, Ying Yunsu looked at the gradually disappearing moon cave door, "Where did that girl go from?"
"She seems to be in a hurry to leave."
"Did the ancestor tell him that it is best to think clearly about the destination before leaving?"
The Saint Yuan Ancestor looked at the big white rabbit on the ground and slowly said, "That little kid's cultivation level is not high. Even if he thinks too far, he probably won't be able to reach it."
I'm not afraid that she's thinking too far, but I'm afraid that she doesn't know what she's thinking. Seeing that the Saint Yuan Ancestor doesn't care, Ying Yunsu doesn't say anything more. After Xiaoxiao cooks the tea, she leads the others away.
Shui Miaomiao was going crazy as she trudged forward in the snow. She was not familiar with Yaocheng in the first place. She was afraid it would take a long time to find her back from Yingfu. Now, was she still in Yaocheng?
A snow fox jumped past Shui Miaomiao, frightening Shui Miaomiao.
Going crazy!
Shui Miaomiao found two sets of human footprints in the snow.
In the heavy snow all around, Shui Miaomiao could only choose to follow the footprints, hoping to find a half-lived person who could show him the way.
"Hurry up. Today's young people are getting worse and worse. They can't walk as fast as an old man like me. Looking at the sky, it's freezing and snowy in the wilderness. You don't want me, an old man, to sleep with you in the open."
Climbing out of the pit, Mu Cang looked at An Jue Lao who was shaking his head. His teeth were itching. The snow was so thick that it was almost up to his knees. No matter how lightly he stepped, he still had to step on every step.
He couldn't be as light as a swallow like Mr. An Jue, but he left thin footprints on the snow. Every step he took was a pit.
It's okay if this is a solid step, but if it is short-lived.
Mu Cang turned around and looked at the deep pit, flicking the snow on his body and wiping the blood on his face, "That's really hard for you. Tangtang An Jue is always here with me to blow the cold wind. Anyway, I'm going to sleep here today. , this pit looks very good, it can block the wind."
"You haven't made much progress in cultivation over the years, but you have become more and more eloquent." Old An Jue didn't know what to say in reply.
"Where are you going, and are you walking all the way just to torture me on purpose?" What Mu Cang just said was not nonsense. He was wearing thin clothes, and his limbs were so cold that he couldn't control them anymore.
"What are you talking about? I am your master, and I am training you." Mu Cang's cultivation level is definitely at the bottom of his peers among his peers. After all, the immortal fate is limited, if he is willing to take someone else's.
"impossible."
An Jue raised his eyebrows, and Mu Cang knew what he was thinking, and refused without thinking, "Maybe I am only worthy of chopping firewood in the Undefeated Sect for the rest of my life. I am unworthy of my master's love."
"Are you sorry?" Mr. An Jue snorted coldly, "It means that I made a mistake. I, Mr. An Jue, will never make a mistake. In other words, if I really made a mistake, then let that thing disappear. This way No one knows that I have made a mistake."
Regarding An Juelao's threat, Mu Cang looked calm.
That demeanor of not getting enough oil and salt is what drives An Jue Lao the most crazy, but to be honest, Mu Cang is the only one who has succeeded in seizing the immortality of people and animals.
Old An Jue could only coax himself, "Master, I didn't play tricks on you. We should reach Yaocheng in a while."
"Yao Cheng? Do you want to attend Leng Qiaoxian's birthday party?" Mu Cang grasped the key point instantly, "In what capacity?"
"Invincible Sect, otherwise, who would be here with you in the cold, no matter who you are? The Invincible Sect doesn't have the financial resources to reach Yaocheng instantly, so we can only walk."
Listening to An Juelao's explanation, Mu Cang smiled and said nothing. He felt more like he wanted to make fun of himself and see how miserable he was.
For so many years, An Jue Lao has maintained this bad taste, and he will do it every now and then.
"Why don't you believe in being a teacher? Being a teacher is all for your own good. You know, Ancestor Saint Yuan. In the past, there were people who broke through simply after being looked at by Ancestor Saint Yuan. For so many years, you said that being a teacher is a mountain of swords, a sea of fire, a sea of dragons, a pond, and a tiger's den. I've thrown them all into you, but your cultivation just doesn't show any improvement."
"As a teacher, I have also reflected on it. If the hard one doesn't work, then try the soft one. Maybe you will become enlightened after meeting the Saint Yuan Patriarch."
Mu Cang couldn't believe what he heard and looked at An Jue Lao, "You are a demon cultivator and want your disciples to learn from the leader of the righteous path?"
