"Oh...Sister Lin is really...so pitiful..."
In the void, Qin Yun sat on the ground, wiping away tears.
Beside her, Liu Ang squatted slightly, patted her back and comforted her gently.
Sha Chenfeng also had tears in his eyes and shook his head.
Xu Yue had already told them about Lin Yu. After hearing this, everyone was very sad. Their hearts were like thorns, and they could not let go for a long time.
Everyone knows Ding Chang and his feelings for his wife.
But they didn't expect that the two of them would end up like this.
"Uncle Master... you... why didn't you kill that Shen Yao!"
Qin Yun picked up an object and threw it at Xu Yue. Xu Yue did not hide and allowed her to hit him.
"Yun'er! What nonsense! You..." Liu Ang glared. He was about to scold Qin Yun, but he saw his eyes were swollen from crying. He didn't know what to do.
"Okay, Liu Ang."
Xu Yue was sitting not far away, holding a transparent glass bottle in his hand, which was a fine wine from his hometown.
"It was my fault."
Xu Yue's words were bitter and he drank half a bottle of white wine. Things he once didn't even dare to touch, but now he can't get drunk no matter what.
"Uncle Master, I can't blame you! It's because all their major forces colluded and blocked it one after another, so you couldn't succeed!"
Sha Chenfeng came over, grabbed the white wine from Xu Yue's hand, drank it down, and soon his face turned red.
"Okay, Lao Sha, stop drinking."
Xu Yue looked up at the indignant old man with a wry smile on his face. He took another bottle from the treasure box and drank it by himself.
He is not a person who likes to find reasons. He has an unshirkable responsibility for Lin Yu's death, and he also has his own reasons for not killing Shen Yao.
Wrong is wrong.
With a swish sound, Xu Yue was still distracted when he felt his hands were empty and the liquor he had just taken out was snatched away again.
Looking up, this time it was not Shachenfeng, but Qin Yun who was closing his eyes tightly and swallowing the hot wine with a sad look on his face.
"Uh... Yun'er, please slow down." Liu Ang came over and wanted to stop her, but Qin Yun glared at her hard and could only shake his head helplessly.
"It's okay, let her drink and keep her satisfied."
"A bottle of Maozi: 0 win points."
Xu Yue smiled, turned his hand, and found another bottle of wine in his palm.
"Guh... burp~ It tastes terrible!"
After a few breaths, Qin Yun finally finished drinking, threw the bottle away, and sat on the ground in pain.
"Uncle Master...what kind of wine are you drinking? It tastes so bad!" Qin Yun complained.
"It's just the specialty of my hometown. The brew made by mortal craftsmanship is naturally different from the rice soaked with spiritual power in the sect." Xu Yue chuckled, took a sip, and looked into the void with a nostalgic look on his face.
The surroundings gradually became quiet, and there was a faint sound of snoring. Xu Yue turned his head and saw that Sha Chenfeng was lying on the ground and fell asleep.
"Hahaha, Junior Brother Sha Zhencai."
Qin Yun seemed a little drunk at this time, his face was red, he was giggling while pointing at Shachen Peak.
"Uncle Master...your wine...is really a bit high..."
But within half a quarter of an hour, Qin Yun was lying on the ground, mumbling some inaudible words.
Xu Yue was curious and pinched the magic formula in his hand, and his ears became clear.
"Uncle Master...I don't blame you anymore..."
"Oh...Sister Lin..."
"Kill...Shen Yao..."
Intermittent murmurs came, Xu Yue smiled and moved toward Qin Yun, and a hazy spiritual light enveloped her, making her fall into a sweet dream.
"Uncle Master, is Yun'er okay?" Liu Ang, the only one who was still awake, asked worriedly.
"It's okay. Drinking too much wine is harmful to the body, but Yun'er is a monk after all. Just take a rest." Xu Yue shook his head and whispered.
Liu Ang breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Xu Yue, and sat cross-legged.
"Uncle Master, what should we do next?" Liu Ang looked worried.
"What do you think?" Xu Yue asked.
Hearing this, Liu Ang, who was always good at making suggestions, fell silent. After a long time, he smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Master, the development of the situation has completely exceeded my understanding... I forgive me for not being able to give you any more suggestions. .”
He is just an elite disciple of Tianjue Sect. Although he is more alert and considers things more thoughtfully, it depends on the environment.
Nowadays, with the direct intervention of forces such as Cangyun Mountain and Mutian Sect, and even forces such as Yidi Mountain, Mutian Divine Sect, and Lan Family behind the scenes, with Liu Ang's vision and understanding, it is true that he can no longer give Xu a More and more good suggestions have been made.
"Hmm... then, if you have any worries, you can tell me and help me improve the plan." Xu Yue said in a deep voice.
Liu Ang nodded and asked directly: "The first question is also the most urgent. Will we encounter danger after we get off the teleportation array? Or...are there enemies waiting for us in the direction of Yidi Mountain? Already?"
"Impossible." Xu Yue denied directly.
First of all, he really died in front of Duan Mutian and others. Xu Yue did not believe that they would pursue and beat up a dead man.
Secondly, Yidi Mountain is not Cangyun Mountain. Mutian Sect has little power there, and there is no Si Xuan who is trying to get in and out, so the situation cannot be so dangerous.
"You can rest assured about this. I have also been to Yidi Mountain. Their teleportation array can pass hundreds of millions of monks every day. It is extremely difficult to check... And the worst thing is, just use the capsule to disguise it." Xu Yue said solemnly. .
Hearing this, Liu Ang breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking for a while, he asked: "Uncle Master, which direction should we go after leaving Yidi Mountain? If we want to return to the sect, we should..."
"When we get to Mount Di, we'll split up. You take Yun'er and the others to hide and wait for news from me." Xu Yue interrupted.
"What other plans does Uncle Master have?" Liu Ang asked in astonishment.
"No, I want to...participate in the secret realm trial." Xu Yue didn't hide it, his expression was firm.
"W-what?"
Liu Ang's eyes widened, and then his face showed shock. He grabbed Xu Yue's sleeve, half-knelt on the ground, and loudly persuaded: "No, uncle!"
"Even if there are no minions of the Mutian Sect in Yidi Mountain, after all, you attacked the cangyun mountain branch, injured the helmsman Si Xuan, and killed his grandson. This is already a declaration of war on Emperor Mountain! They will not let go. It’s your fault!”
This was the first time Liu Ang opposed Xu Yue, and it was also one of the rare moments when he lost his composure.
Xu Yue was startled and listened quietly to what the other party said. Then he did not reprimand him or explain anything.
Only after a long time, when Liu Ang calmed down, Xu Yue slowly said: "Liu Ang, when we get to Yidi Mountain, Yun'er and the others will be left to you."
He stared at the wine bottle in his hand, looking at the liquid inside, and vaguely thought of the appearance of a woman.
"I have something I have to do."
