Zhao Yun frowned. Why are these two vixens talking about love at this moment?
Although he and Hu Qing were getting closer day by day, there was still a barrier between them. They seemed close but were actually far apart. He didn't want them to mention it in front of everyone and cause ripples in his heart.
"Fairies." It was the "open-minded" Yang Xugu who came in front of Hu Qing and Hu Lan. He waved his worn-out fan and said, "Although I am very reluctant, I have to leave first. From now on, it will rain at night in the pugilistic world, frost on the wooden bridge, and spring breeze in the air. "
In the illusion, Yang Xugu's big mouth split open from the middle by Yue Nu's moonlight. It was divided into four petals like a rabbit's mouth. Although he took the medicine pill that he carried with him, it only stopped the bleeding. The comical appearance of the four-petaled big mouth didn't change.
Therefore, although Yang Xugu spoke in a refined manner, his mouth leaked air and was hoarse. Especially when he opened his mouth, the four petals of his lips moved left and right as if they were about to fly out of the sky. It was really funny and made people unable to restrain their laughter.
Hu Lan made a "pfft" sound and even spat out his saliva, which floated directly onto Yang Xugu's face. His laughter was even more endless.
Hu Qing also tightly pursed her lips and dug her nails deep into her palms. Only then did she suppress her laughter and didn't lose her composure. She said, "Mr. Yang, thank you for taking care of us. Take care."
Zhao Yun said, "Brother Yang, we'll meet again someday." Although Yang Xugu was crazy and acted absurdly, he obviously had good intentions towards Zhao Yun and the others. Zhao Yun could naturally feel it.
Yang Xugu changed his playful expression and said seriously, "Brother Zhao, I still admire you very much. Not only me, Wang Yasheng will also like you very much. This time, your trouble is not small. The Valley of End Ruins awaits Brother Zhao's visit at any time. Although the Immortal Grove is big, there aren't many who don't give face to the Chirumen. "
Yang Xugu did not think that the Seven Mad Emperors were ignorant people who only knew how to talk big. That kind of domineering might could only be revealed when one had sufficient confidence and confidence. Moreover, from Yue Nu's words, the strangeness of the Demon Subduing Cave, and the mysteries of the Great Wasteland's dreamland, all of these signs pointed to the fact that the Seven Mad Emperors were not to be trifled with.
Although Yang Xugu did not know the origins of the Seven Mad Emperors, he could not help but be wary of such a potential threat. He clearly saw the stone tablet that flew out of Zhao Yun's chest. It was no different from the stone tablet that had turned into the Seven Mad Emperors. Naturally, he paid more attention to Zhao Yun.
Dustfree speculated that Zhao Yun might be the person who broke the stalemate with the Sacred Blood Pearl. The truth was actually not far from the truth. However, this result inevitably made people worried. Yang Xugu keenly felt that this Zhao Yun would deeply affect the future of the Immortal Grove. Currently, Zhao Yun had already become the target of public criticism. He must return to Chirumen as soon as possible and report to his Martial Uncle Sect Leader and Master to ask for a decision.
When Zhao Yun heard Yang Xugu's concern, his heart warmed. He said, "If that's the case, then many thanks, Brother Yang!" However, he made up his mind that the trouble he caused would definitely not involve Yang Xugu, Dustfree, and the others. He was only afraid that he would bring disaster to them again.
Yang Xugu reluctantly looked at Hu Qing and her sister. Then, he looked into the distance and secretly glanced at "Fairy Lilac" Hua Nishang. Finally, he took a deep breath and strode away. He used the "Flipping Feathers and Riding the Clouds" movement technique and headed southwest.
He was speeding above the clouds when he suddenly saw a green light and a wisp of fragrance that was deeply engraved into his bones and soul. He immediately stopped and looked back. However, it was a familiar and graceful figure. He couldn't help but be greatly shocked. "Why did she come personally? This won't do. I must go back immediately. "
Zhao Yun saw that Zhang Yunlong and the others carried Zhang Yunda's corpse and left far away. They did not bid farewell to him. Before Zhang Yunlu left, he even gave him a fierce look. He knew that Tenshidō was venting his anger on him for the death of the Talisman Emperor. However, he didn't care.
Zhao Yun was very clear about the grief of losing a loved one. However, she was afraid that her relationship with Zhang Yunlong would never be good from now on.
There was no one he knew nearby, and there was a lot of noise and annoyance around him. Many people refused to leave and were still bragging about what they had seen in the illusion. Zhao Yun didn't want to stay any longer and said to Duobao, "Senior Brother, let's go."
Duobao naturally followed Zhao Yun's orders. He mumbled, "Let's go. This place is empty. There's nothing here. It's not fun at all. The dreamland is much more fun. "
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a green light flashing above his head. Immediately, a Seven Treasures Lotus Throne descended from the sky. On the Lotus Throne, there was a person in a long green dress. The clear moonlight shone on her face. It was a familiar scene. He was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he realized that this woman was his Junior Martial Brother's new master!
Zhao Yun had already noticed her master Ling Ye Lai's ethereal figure. She was surprised and happy. It was really unexpected. For a moment, she was speechless.
Why did master come here? Did she recover from her illness?
From other people's conversations, Zhao Yun knew that it had only been two or three days outside the dreamland. But why did master travel so far and suddenly come to this barren land of the North Sea? Did she come here to find her?
Zhao Yun's feet were like cast iron. She stood on the spot and couldn't move at all.
The Seven Treasures Lotus Throne slowly landed on the ground. Ling Ye Lai's slender jade body floated out. In an instant, it caused a pool of surprise and confusion. The noise had unknowingly disappeared.
Everyone's eyes, including the sky, the earth, and the moonlight, were focused on this peerless and stunning green-clothed girl.
Yang Xugu turned back and saw Ling Ye Lai standing alone in the moonlight. His heart trembled. Suddenly, he had an ominous premonition. This cold and arrogant posture, this pale face, and this melancholy expression seemed to be telling a kind of determination and sorting out a difficult thing.
Hu Qing and her sister immediately noticed Zhao Yun's abnormality. They opened their mouths to ask, but were stunned by Ling Ye Lai's country-toppling beauty. They couldn't say a word.
It wasn't that they weren't beautiful. It wasn't that they hadn't seen beauties before. It was just that they had never seen a woman with lotus-like worries.
There was no jealousy or anger. There was only shame. That endless worry between her brows was mellow and gentle. It was really pitiful.
This woman should be the Sister Miao that Langjun was talking about, right?
Seeing Ling Ye Lai leisurely walking towards her, Zhao Yun seemed to wake up from a dream. She hurriedly greeted her and asked, "Master, you're here? I heard that you were sick. Are you better? How come you've lost so much weight? "
Ling Ye Lai's eyes shot out sharp sword rays. Her voice was as cold as sword rays. "Don't call me master. I don't have a disciple like you!"
Zhao Yunren walked forward and took a step with his left foot. Before he even touched the ground, he suddenly heard these words and was shocked. His head felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer and exploded with a "boom".
Although he was in the dangerous illusion, he still worried about his master's illness. That kind of feeling had long been integrated into his blood. There was no need to deliberately mention it. It had long been engraved in his heart.
To him, Ling Ye Lai was both a master and a friend. She was one of the few people he was close to in this world. After going through all kinds of things, Zhao Yun's consideration of things became more thorough. He could see the deeper meaning behind the surface. Only then did he know that his master had painstakingly thought about him, had high hopes for him, and cared for him in every way.
He wanted to repay his master's kindness, but he didn't expect that after escaping death several times and seeing Ling Ye Lai again, she would be so resolute and so baffling.
Why did it become like this all of a sudden?
Zhao Yun was tongue-tied. She clenched her fists tightly and asked, "Master, you, you, why did you say that?"
Ling Ye Lai suddenly stood up. With a swoosh, she said coldly, "You and I are breaking all ties today! Zhao Yun, draw your sword. Let me see what new skills you've learned. You actually killed Brother Dustfree. "
Zhao Yun suddenly understood. She felt wronged for no reason. She said, "Master, I had no choice but to kill him. You don't know …"
She still wanted to explain but was ruthlessly interrupted by Ling Ye Lai. "Could it be that you had no choice but to kill Senior Brother Hong Yun and Langyun?"
Zhao Yun shouted in a muffled voice, "Master, you don't know, they …"
"There's no need to say anymore. You don't have to call me master. I don't have a disciple like you anymore. "
Zhao Yun's heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. Grief rose to her throat. She choked and said, "Master, are you not willing to listen to my explanation?"
Sorrow flashed across Ling Yelai's eyes, and his expression was extremely cold. "You betrayed your sect and killed your fellow disciples. You are a traitor. Today, I will end you on behalf of the Soaring Cloud Monastery."
Zhao Yun's heart was filled with grief and indignation. Her wild nature suddenly erupted. She tore her clothes and a large piece of white flesh on her chest was revealed. She resisted and said, "Master, why can't you listen to me first? You're so indiscriminate. Is it because I killed Song Langyun that you hate me so much? "
"Langyun?" That handsome and sincere face suddenly appeared in Ling Ye Lai's mind. It was as if she heard him warmly and affectionately calling "Auntie, Auntie". Her heart ached. She said in a deep voice, "That's right. Langyun was such a good child. His personality was gentle and elegant. He was courteous and restrained. Yet, you were so wild and rebellious. You killed him ruthlessly. Is your heart the heart of a wolf or a dog? "
In fact, Zhao Yun always had a grudge in her heart. She felt that in Ling Ye Lai's heart, she would never be able to compare to Song Langyun.
She was an arrogant and conceited person. She felt that she was not inferior to Song Langyun, who was a playboy. However, she had to admit that her short one year of time could not compare to Song Langyun who had accompanied Ling Ye Lai for more than ten years.
However, Zhao Yun treated Ling Ye Lai like a parent. Although they were master and disciple in name, they had entrusted a different kind of emotion to each other. Therefore, she was especially sensitive. Although she temporarily concealed the thorn in her throat because of Ling Ye Lai's care, it flared up when she was agitated.
"There's no need to say anymore. Today, I will clean up the sect on behalf of the Lingyun Temple. The name Zhao Yun will be forever removed!" Ling Ye Lai concealed the sadness in her eyes and returned to her emotionless state. The Ice Glass Divine Sword in her hand was ready to attack. It emitted a dense cold light and was about to launch a world-shocking sword strike.
Since Ling Ye Lai appeared, everyone's gaze was focused on her. They did not expect to witness a good show of master and disciple turning against each other. They all discussed in low voices.
They had long heard that this young girl's world-shocking sword strike could make ghosts and gods flee. She was known as the Golden Elixir Killer and attracted Immortal Grove's attention.
And this sword strike was actually directed at her disciple, the similarly talented Zhao Yun.
Who would win and who would lose in a battle between master and disciple?
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