It was daybreak.
The frightened villagers were cleaning up the corpses of the bandits and cleaning up the red snow.
What happened last night was unforgettable, especially when the man in the battle robe suddenly appeared and killed so many bandits.
The child called Little Huzi stood at the window and tried his best to look inside, but his mother pulled him away by the ear.
Uncle Guo, who was originally injured, was squatting at the door and drinking strong wine.
It was strange. Yesterday, he thought that he was going to die, but after taking a pill, his body quickly recovered and he was completely fine now.
In the room.
Sister Qiao 'er stood there, not knowing what to do.
In front of her, the man in the battle robe had already taken off his mask.
It was Li Qingyang.
He had returned after leaving Little Cold Village.
To be exact.
He could not let go of his beloved.
"Brother Qingyang …" Sister Qiao 'er said, "Why are you in Lu Province in the northeast?"
Li Qingyang turned around and looked at her. "I should be the one asking you that."
Sister Qiao 'er did not dare to look at him. She lowered her head and stammered, "I … I came to seek refuge with a distant relative."
The lie was too lame.
Li Qingyang walked forward and put his hands on her shoulders. He said in a serious tone, "Come back to Yangzhou in the southwest with me. Come back to the Sect of All Times with me."
After the bandit attack, he realized that it was too dangerous for a weak girl to live outside. The Patriarch would definitely not refuse to bring her back to the sect.
"I …"
Sister Qiao 'er kept her head down. "I don't want to be a burden to you."
She was the same as Pei Aniu's fiancée. They were both ordinary people with no talent and aptitude. If they had not met by chance at the Lotus Pond Lake, they would never have crossed paths.
In fact, Sister Qiao 'er did not know Li Qingyang's identity at first. After she found out that he was a direct descendant of the Li family in Qingyang City and a martial arts genius, she felt inferior.
She decided to leave him because on the eve of the Hundred Sect Alliance's recruitment, Patriarch Li came looking for her and placed ten thousand taels of silver in front of her. He said, "Take this money and leave Yangzhou in the southwest. Don't bother my son again."
Sister Qiao 'er did not accept the money that was enough for her to live comfortably. She simply packed her luggage and left a letter.
In order to hide further and never meet again.
She came to Lu Prefecture in the northeast, which was the furthest from Yangzhou in the southwest.
For a girl without any martial arts to travel such a long distance to the other side of the continent, there was no need to mention the difficulties and dangers involved.
If the Sect of All Times did not become famous later on, and if Li Qingyang's name did not appear in her ears again, Sister Qiao 'er would not have asked Uncle Guo to deliberately inquire about it.
She did not want to pester Li Qingyang. She had done it.
However, it was impossible for her to forget him forever.
Sister Qiao 'er did not wish to accompany the person she loved forever. She only wished to hide in a corner and silently watch over him.
Uncle Guo saw this clearly, which was why he advised her to learn to forget last night and face the future with a better attitude.
Sister Qiao 'er also realized that she was paying more and more attention to Li Qingyang, so she had the thought of tearing up the paper crane that she had kept until now.
The paper crane was given to him by Li Qingyang.
Although it was very cliché, it was similar to a token of love.
Sister Qiao 'er had chosen to tear it apart, which meant that she had to sever everything and learn to forget him.
This kind of relationship problem between a man and a woman was really complicated and troublesome.
Therefore, Jun Patriarch was smarter and always focused his energy on the sect. Otherwise, if he wrote a few chapters because of emotional matters, the readers would say that it was useless.
"I'm already Wu Huang now, how are you going to drag me down?" Li Qingyang said.
These words were said very casually, but when Uncle Guo heard it, he spat out a mouthful of wine on the spot and said in shock, "Wu Huang … My god!"
After following Jun Gou Sheng for a long time, Chief Steward Li had also changed. He had become a silent pretentious person.
"You … You're Wu Huang now?" Sister Qiao 'er said with her eyes wide open.
Although she had never practiced martial arts, she had more or less heard of the continent's cultivation system. Not to mention Wu Huang's level, even a Martial Master was an existence that she could only look up to.
"I know. Father went to look for you before, but he won't object to us being together now, so …" Li Qingyang hugged Sister Qiao 'er and said, "Come back to the Sect of All Times with me."
"If you feel that you're not worthy of me, I'll ask Patriarch to let you have the qualifications and cultivation that are worthy of me!"
This was not a problem at all.
As long as Jun Changxiao was willing, he could turn an ordinary person into a genius in minutes.
As the first disciple to enter the Lingyan Pavilion, if Li Qingyang really came to ask, Gou Sheng would definitely not refuse.
"Brother Qingyang." Sister Qiao 'er looked up and said, "You said that you want to become an indomitable expert. Although Wu Huang is very powerful, he's not the best. He still needs to work harder."
Li Qingyang's expression changed slightly.
He understood the meaning of this girl's words.
…
"Creak."
The door opened, and Li Qingyang walked out. He left the Little Cold Village without looking back.
Sister Qiao 'er sat in the room, holding the paper crane that had already flown away. Tears flowed down her cheeks.
Uncle Guo walked in and squatted at the door. "He cares about you a lot. Why did you refuse?"
"If he followed me to the Sect of All Times, would Brother Qingyang still have the heart to cultivate?" Sister Qiao 'er choked with sobs.
"Sigh."
Uncle Guo shook his head and said, "Girl, you're thinking too much for others. In the end, you'll only hurt yourself."
…
"Uncle Guo, who's that Big Brother?"
"What Big Brother? He's clearly an immortal who can go to heaven and earth!"
"Yes, yes, yes, an immortal!"
The group of brats said with admiration.
Although the bandits' attack had traumatized them a little.
However, Li Qingyang's appearance and his powerful killing of the bad guys had shocked them even more. It was the first time they knew that there was such a powerful martial artist in the world!
"Little guys."
Uncle Guo took a sip of wine and said, "His name is Li Qingyang. He's the second disciple of the Sect of All Times."
"Ah?"
"He's Li Qingyang!"
"Oh my god, no wonder he's so powerful!"
"Uncle Guo, how does a disciple of the Sect of All Times know Sister Qiao 'er?"
Uncle Guo thought for a moment and said in a meaningful tone, "They're friends, very good friends."
…
Extreme Cold Palace.
The Palace Master and disciples stood in front of the mountain gate excitedly.
Li Qingyang leaned against a tree outside, ignoring everyone's welcome. He was still thinking about something. He thought to himself, 'If you're afraid of delaying my cultivation, I'll come and find you when I don't need to cultivate.'
How could he not cultivate?
Break through Wu Sheng and become a Martial Emperor!
"Grand Elder!"
The Extreme Cold Palace Master said, "You're finally back."
Gongsun Haohai was also a little moved.
However, he suppressed his slightly agitated state of mind and said, "I'm just here to take a look. I have to return to the Sect of All Times as soon as possible."
"Grand Elder."
The Extreme Cold Palace Master looked at Li Qingyang, who seemed to have a lot on his mind, and said in a low voice, "Young friend, you seem to have something on your mind?"
"I'm troubled by love." Gongsun Haohai shook his head.
He did not stay in the Extreme Cold Palace for too long. Then, he left with Li Qingyang and set off for the Sect of All Times. However, before he left, he instructed the Palace Master to do something.
…
The Little Cold Village returned to its usual peace.
The villagers worked at sunrise and rested at sunset as usual.
However, a few days later, an elder and dozens of disciples of the Extreme Cold Palace suddenly rushed over and announced that they would be guarding the village all year round.
The Little Cold Village was located in a remote area, and its territory belonged to a seventh-rate sect. Therefore, when a fourth-rate sect sent people over, it immediately alarmed the entire sect. A sect master personally led the higher-ups and rushed over.
"Sect Master Sun."
The elder of the Extreme Cold Palace said coldly, "You can't even deal with the bandits. My Extreme Cold Palace will take over this place."
"Yes, yes!"
Sect Master Sun hurriedly nodded and bowed.
A fourth-rate sect actually sent experts to protect a small village. Could it be that there was an important person that he could not afford to offend living in seclusion here?
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