The white cold air curling up like smoke, quietly drifted in the cold stone chamber, this day, the cold air in the cold stone chamber seemed to be much thicker than usual, even looking over, there seemed to be a hazy feeling, not as clear as usual.
The stone door emitted a deep rumble, slowly opened, just that that slender figure, for some reason, seemed to be blurry.
It was YouJi right?
Ghost Li thought like this in his heart as he slowly walked in. In the cold stone chamber, the faint cold air drifted, threads, like a dream, shrouded his figure. That female figure, quietly with her back facing him, standing in front of the ice stone platform, and around her, the cold air seemed to be especially heavy, even the white air condensed from the cold air, was like frost and snow, indistinct.
In the air, that indistinct clear bell sound reverberated, as if it was near his ears.
For some reason, Ghost Li subconsciously stopped, maybe because of today's matter, he found it difficult to face YouJi, especially after YouJi loudly reprimanded and mentioned BiYao. Thinking back, although Ghost Li was bewildered by Ghost King's unusual behavior today but towards his own unhesitating counterattack, he could only remain silent.
Perhaps, in the hearts of these two men, there was already hatred buried deep in their hearts?
But, there was still BiYao in this world, and she was lying in this cold stone chamber.
Ghost Li glanced at that indistinct figure, hidden in the cold air, quietly lowered his head, after a long time said, "Just now I fought with Ghost King sect leader, it was my fault, I also don't know how things suddenly turned out like this. Don't be angry, I won't do it again.
That figure's shoulder, seemed to tremble but did not speak, still remained quiet, just that the surrounding cold air, seemed to circulate faster, even in this stone chamber, seemed to have turned colder. Just that this stone chamber had always been cold, Ghost Li did not mind.
He sighed, wanted to speak but stopped, YouJi and BiYao's relationship, he naturally knew, after BiYao's mother passed away, Ghost King focused on Ghost King sect affairs, YouJi more or less played the role of BiYao's mother, this could be seen from how BiYao had always addressed YouJi as Aunt You. Facing her now, especially in this cold stone chamber, Ghost Li felt that he was really facing BiYao, and his guilt towards BiYao was deep, today he even fought with Ghost King, almost deciding life and death, it was even more difficult to express.
After a long time, he heaved a long sigh, quietly said, I know you are worried about BiYao and do not wish to see me and her father fighting again, actually I did not have such intention, just that at that time … he frowned, Ghost King's unusual expression again flashed past his mind, shook his head and said, anyway I promise you, in the future I will give in to him for BiYao's sake.
That slender figure seemed to move again, but she still did not turn around. However, looking at her back, it seemed that she was silently nodding her head in approval.
Ghost Li was silent, after a moment, he heaved a long sigh, did not wish to speak anymore, slightly turned around, wanted to walk towards that stone platform, to take a good look at BiYao.
Just that when he was about to step out, suddenly, his entire body froze in that instant, like a spark, a thought flashed past his mind, like thunder in his mind, rumbled.
YouJi's face veil which never left her body, why from the back, he could not see this figure? Almost at the same time, Ghost Li's chaotic mind immediately recalled, this figure's beautiful hair style, was a young lady's, totally different from YouJi's bun.
He like lightning turned around, loudly shouted, "Who are you?
The cold air in the cold stone chamber, instantly chilled to the bone, the light smoke which shrouded that figure, in that instant started to spin rapidly. Ghost Li's eyes were wide open, there was actually an outsider who invaded this cold stone chamber, to him, this was absolutely unacceptable.
Just as Ghost Li was about to make a move, suddenly a low rumbling sound came from behind him. Ghost Li was bewildered and turned his head to look, only to see that the stone door that was originally closed behind him slowly opened again, and a figure appeared at the doorway.
Tall and slender, black veil veil covering her face, a serene aura, if it was not YouJi who could it be?
YouJi opened the stone door and suddenly saw Ghost Li's strange expression, both eyes wide open, his facial muscles twisted, instead she was startled and couldn't help but stepped back but she was after all not an ordinary person, immediately calmed down, coldly said, "Humph, you still have the face to come here to see BiYao?
Ghost Li stared deeply at her, suddenly his expression changed, as if he recalled something important, quickly turned and looked, just that with this look, his entire body shook, like he was stunned, stood there in a daze, unable to make a sound.
The huge cold stone chamber, the place where he was at, suddenly, completely recovered its original appearance, the strange white smoke disappeared, the indistinct bell sounds disappeared, as for that mysterious figure, in that instant, disappeared into thin air.
Everything, seemed like it was the same as before, like a dream, an illusion, drifted past, drifted away … …
BiYao quietly laid on the stone platform, her lips still had that familiar smile, her hands clasped together, the HeHuan Bell glimmered incessantly, gently moving, as if watching Ghost Li.
Ghost Li stood there, his body tense, as if he had lost all senses, motionless.
YouJi who slowly walked into the cold stone chamber, soon discovered something was wrong with Ghost Li, glanced at him, frowned and said, "What are you doing?
Ghost Li's lips moved but did not speak, he only silently looked up, blankly assessed this cold stone chamber, other than that heavy stone door, the stone chamber was surrounded by solid stone walls, without a single crack, just that looking at it now, those cold stone walls seemed to carry some cruel mockery, coldly staring at this ridiculous person.
The drifting gaze, slowly turned back to the cold stone chamber, to the person lying on the stone platform. Ghost Li's eyes, for some reason, turned blurry, thousands of thoughts, like tide surged in, that gaze, finally quietly landed on BiYao's hair.
What happened to you? YouJi's voice, already had some impatience.
Ghost Li closed his eyes, after a long time slowly opened them, quietly said, "When you came in, did you notice anything strange in this stone chamber?
YouJi humphed, coldly said, "What is strange? Isn't it still the same as before, one platform and one person.
The muscles at the corner of Ghost Li's eyes, seemed to twitch.
YouJi slowly sat down beside BiYao, her eyes revealing a tender and pained expression, after watching for a long time, she slowly said, "I know you are actually not living well too, just that I hope you can think more, if BiYao knew that you actually fought with her father, how would she feel?
Ghost Li was stunned and did not speak, after a moment, suddenly shook his head, took a long breath, said, "Don't worry, I know what to do."
After speaking, he looked deeply at BiYao again and then turned and strode out.
Watching his back figure, YouJi frowned slightly, instinctively felt that Ghost Li seemed to be different from usual but then she heaved a long sigh, he was not the only one who was different, now even Ghost King sect head whom she had followed for so many years, wasn't he more and more incomprehensible to her?
She quietly lowered her head, sank into deep thoughts. The cold stone chamber was quiet, only the HeHuan Bell in BiYao's hand, the flowing light flickering, like a clear eye, flickering incessantly, watching this world.
Qing Yun Hill, Small Bamboo Valley.
Early morning, a cool breeze blew past, the verdant bamboo forest swayed together, the rustling of the bamboo leaves, like the sounds of nature, calming one's mind. The heavy rain last night, as if it had washed Heaven and Earth, the fresh air brushed past, the distant mountains were dyed black, the landscape like a painting.
The stone path beneath her feet was still wet, occasionally in the cracks of the stones, there were some accumulated rainwater from last night, on the stone path and both sides, many bamboo leaves fell, most likely blown down by last night's storm. The hour was still early, no one had come to clean yet.
Her clothes were as white as snow, delicate and pretty, Lu XueQi walked alone in this bamboo forest path. In the faint morning breeze, her hair softly draped over her shoulders, her delicate skin, snow-white but with a faint trace of pink, like in a deep mountain valley, quietly blooming beautiful flowers.
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