"Yeah!" Lin Xixi immediately retracted her small hand from Su Xing's big hand, her face turned red and she didn't dare to look at anyone.
Su Xing's expression did not change, and he said calmly: "You're back?"
Yue Du's eyes did not change and he replied:
"Yes. The child is fine, Lord... I have informed Yan Shengfang of the things you told me."
Then he glanced at Lin Xixi, who was shrinking shyly behind Su Xing's chair, and said:
"I'll take my leave now."
Seeing Su Xing nod, he turned and left.
Only then did Lin Xixi dare to look at Yue Du who was leaving. In fact, she and Su Xing were good friends, and they just handed her something. Therefore, she herself didn't understand why she had such a big reaction just now.
Looking at Su Xing who had always been calm, Lin Xixi couldn't help but asked unconsciously:
"Yue Du...Senior Sister Yue Du, do you live in Xiaoxuan Mountain?"
Su Xing was stunned and looked at Lin Xixi several times. Only then did Su Xing realize that the stunned little follower on the road from Fanchen to Xianzong now possessed some of the youthfulness, worry, and harmony of a girl. good.
It wasn't until the other party looked a little embarrassed that Su Xing smiled and said, "She lives in a house in the middle of the mountain and has only come here to take refuge for a few days."
Lin Xixi said "Oh" heavily. In fact, she had already seen that house when she went up the mountain.
But when she heard Brother Su say it himself, she felt a lot more at ease in her heart.
...
The night before.
Que Feng.
Dots of dark red floated in the air, and a scarlet river flowed in the pale night sky under the crescent moon.
The light is like blood. In the darkness, it shines on the many faceless disciples on the mountain, and also shines on the always closed Feng Junzi He Qing Cave.
"May Senior Sister He Qing recover soon" was written on the paper lantern, and the rosin in it had just been lit by a disciple.
despair!
The flame suddenly shook violently, released a puff of smoke, and then went out.
It's raining?
The disciple looked up, but it was a cloudless moonlit night, so where was the rain coming from?
despair! despair! despair!
However, the rain fell drop by drop from the sky,
In the red river floating in the sky, the waves as dark as blood extinguished and fell one after another.
Snapped!
A plain white lantern fell to the ground like raindrops. The flame in it had long been extinguished. The bamboo strips supporting the structure were knocked apart and lay crookedly on the ground. A few words could be vaguely discerned:
"May Mr. Feng survive the disaster and be blessed with good fortune in the future."
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
A heavy rain composed of plain white lanterns fell from the sky, and blessings crashed on the ground. In the 'heavy rain' that was like paper money falling all over the sky, a slender figure appeared in the sky.
Wearing a smart outfit, his green slightly oversized trousers and top were fluttering and making a hunting sound in the high air. What was strange was that his belt was as thick as two fists and was round and round like a big black snake hanging around his waist.
The lips are slightly thick, the face is gentle, the eyes are as calm as still water, and the short hair on the head is dancing like a snake.
He watched the plain white rain fall indifferently, like a king in this dead rain, without saying a word.
The anger that everyone at the foot of the mountain had accumulated suddenly disappeared.
Because the person coming is none other than Senior Brother Quefeng, the first of the Five Gentlemen!
Yujun, Wang Yujie!
Ignoring the cheers of everyone at the foot of the mountain, Yujun Wang Yujie only said a few words:
"Don't turn on the lights, just wait quietly."
Snapped!
The last plain white lantern fell like a tomb falling from the sky.
No one made a sound on this mountain peak.
One person can raise this meteorite to fall. Another sentence ended this ominous rain.
Wang Yujie looked indifferently in the direction of He Qing Cave Mansion.
Junior Sister He has the most arrogant temperament. She would not be happy if she saw someone praying for her own injuries. On the contrary, you will feel as if there is a dull knife stuck in your heart, and you will be depressed, but you cannot explain it clearly.
Ten thousand prayer lamps are like ten thousand sharp knives.
An hour later, in front of the cave, which was always as quiet as water, some low voices suddenly sounded.
Wang Yujie, who had always stood upright in mid-air, slowly fell, and He Qing's cave, which everyone had been waiting for... finally opened.
A soft-looking woman in a green dress, with fair skin and gentle eyes. A few green vines are like two young phoenixes facing the sun. Her waterfall-like black hair is coiled high on her head. Her whole person exudes a sense of nature. A sense of harmony that blends into one.
She glanced at the disciples in front of the cave, and finally her eyes slowly rested on Yujun Wang Yujie, and she spoke softly, her voice seemed to be born with maternal tenderness and tolerance:
"He Qing's life is safe."
Many disciples were immediately surprised and said loudly:
"Thank you, Master of the Medicine Hall, for saving us! We will never forget this kindness!"
Bai Shao slightly teased her hair and was about to leave.
Yu Jun, whose eyes were always as calm as water, frowned slightly for the first time, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just held his hands and said:
"Thank you, Medicine Hall Master!"
The master of the Alchemy Hall, who was proficient in pharmacology and good at healing, only mentioned that He Qing's life was safe, which already explained a lot.
The white peony root nodded slightly, and one of the two young phoenix green vines in the hair fell down and turned into a magical green-feathered phoenix. It carried the white peony root and flew towards the sky.
Yu Jun looked at the cave that had not yet been completely closed. One of He Qing's maids, Yi Qi, was inside. Her eyes were red. She looked at Yu Jun who was walking over and said with some choking:
"Yujun, please come back, Master...Master doesn't want to see anyone at this time."
Yu Jun's short hair was plastered gently to his forehead. He only paused after hearing the words, but made no further progress.
Yiqi nodded to him with difficulty, the cave restrictions slowly closed, and the door disappeared in front of Yu Jun.
He turned and looked at everyone present.
The people who gradually came to their senses and looked worried suddenly started shouting:
"Senior Brother, you have to make the decision for us! Senior Sister He Qing's Daoji has been shattered! It was Yan Changyi who harmed Senior Sister He Qing like this!"
"Yes! We asked him for an explanation, and he injured all of us!"
"It is said that Yan Changyi has been manipulating public opinion in the past few days, preparing to take all the credit in order to get rid of the blame for the incident in Shibao Village!"
"Hypocrite, Yan Changyi!"
Yu Jun frowned slightly for the second time and looked at the disciple who shouted 'hypocrite'. He suddenly seemed to be being stared at by a wild beast and did not dare to say anything.
Yujun Wang Yujie asked:
"Where is Yan Changyi now?"
Everyone immediately shook their heads:
"No one knows. We also asked people to look for him, but it is said that even the Law Enforcement Hall has not found anyone."
Wang Yujie's eyes were as calm as water, Yan Changyi, what are you avoiding? I know that the person He Qing likes is you, and I have always been a bleak rain in the world, so I have never thought about the love between children.
Even this time in Shibao Village, after I learned that you invited He Qing, I stopped getting involved.
But, is this the explanation you gave me?
Wang Yujie's face was gentle, and his eyes were extremely calm. He made a sword finger with both hands and slowly raised them in front of him. In the process, his eyes gradually turned white, and there was a faint cloud.
At the same time, the round belt twisted around the waist as if it came alive, a pair of claws appeared, and the head of the long-bearded and hornless dragon was raised from it. The golden indifferent vertical pupils scanned the crowd with the pressure from the ancient times.
Wang Yujie, who had a dragon wrapped around his waist, had raised his sword finger in front of him. His eyes were filled with thick white mist, and he spoke lightly:
"Rain Master!"
The white clouds in his eyes turned black instantly. On the horizon, dark clouds are rushing over the city, thunder is rolling, and a heavy rain is coming!
Magical power, rain master!
