Friends!
Yin Feng didn't expect that Zhao Yun would say these two words. His heart surged in an instant, and uncontrollable tears suddenly emerged in the fire.
Zhao Yun was the most dazzling young swordsman in Immortal Grove. In a short period of time, she had an undefeated record. She even fought against the ten great Sect Masters in the Myriad Immortal Assembly. What was Yin Feng's identity? He was just an ordinary disciple of the Tianyuan Sect's Inner Hall. He wasn't valued by Golden Venerables and hadn't reached the Inedia Realm. It was no exaggeration to say that he was even less than an ant in front of Zhao Yun.
When he and his fellow brothers fought for righteous indignation, they were as stupid as mantises trying to stop a chariot. Not only did Zhao Yun not ridicule them, she even praised them. Instead, she said that it was a pity that she couldn't become his brother. What kind of breadth of mind was this? What kind of praise was this? What kind of understanding was this?
A hero's spirit was important, and they knew each other through death. Although he, Yin Feng, wasn't a hero, he had a burning heart like a hero. He had the hot blood to die for his bosom friend. At this moment, he really wanted to hug Zhao Yun.
But Zhao Yun was right. He and Zhao Yun were destined to not be friends. Although they had the same hot blood, their standpoints were different. Although he appreciated Zhao Yun and was grateful to Zhao Yun, he couldn't help but hate Zhao Yun.
Yin Long, Yin Yuan, Yin Yu, and the others were also excited and inexplicably excited. Even if they died foolishly, it was undoubtedly the greatest glory in their lives to be recognized by their enemy, Zhao Yun. They were just insignificant people without any talent for cultivation. They were usually doing odd jobs and being punished. Except for their fellow disciples, no one knew of their existence.
But at this moment, they suddenly obtained the value of their lives that they longed for.
Yin Feng looked back at his fellow disciples, and his will to die was even stronger. He puffed out his chest and said proudly, "To be able to get Zhao Yun's approval, Yin Feng can die without regrets. Although it is said that ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge, we are not gentlemen. We are just insignificant Taoist priests of the Tianyuan Sect. We cannot wait for ten years, and we cannot tolerate the enemy who burned down the Tianyuan Sect swaggering away. So, if you want to leave, please do so over our dead bodies. "
More than thirty horsetail whisks, more than thirty weak strands of true qi, and more than thirty resolute wills, all for the sake of the lingering obsession in their hearts, converged into a desperate strike like moths to a flame.
Zhao Yun smiled bitterly. "I really can't afford to offend you. I can only slip away. Let's meet again. " With a casual swing of his sword, he flung more than thirty people several hundred feet away. Then, he recited the [Riding the Cloud Chasing the Moon Art] and was already in midair. Suddenly, he heard a clear and beautiful reprimand, "Big bad guy, stop right there! Don't run! "
Then, he sensed an extraordinary aura rapidly flying towards him in his sea of consciousness. Zhao Yun couldn't help but laugh at himself. "The Lingyun Temple is indeed a great sect that has been passed down for hundreds of years. It is indeed great. I even said that no one would dare to stop me except for the Ziwei. I didn't expect them to come in waves. This woman's cultivation is ordinary. Although I can immediately shake her off, it will seem as if I'm afraid of her cultivation. I might as well meet her for a while and then leave openly. "
"Big bad guy, why did you burn down such a good house? You've gone too far! " Before the woman's figure arrived, her angry voice sounded. After a while, a pink strand of true qi floated in front of Zhao Yun. It was just like a peach blossom that bloomed brilliantly. For a moment, her beauty was brighter than the afterimage of the fire.
This woman was wearing a peach blossom red dress. Her figure was plump but not fat. Her arms were round but not fat. Her skin was especially fair, like a pile of white snow, accompanied by the bright moon. She was naturally charming. Although she couldn't be compared with the Hu Qing sisters, she was still a beauty.
Zhao Yun looked up and suddenly had a strange feeling of deja vu. "Eh, this face seems to be somewhat familiar. Have I seen her somewhere before?" He couldn't remember when and where he had seen this woman.
The woman had originally come in a huff, but when she saw Zhao Yun's face clearly, it was unknown whether she should open her mouth wide or close it tightly. She was truly surprised, overjoyed, and disappointed. After being stunned for a moment, she finally parted her pink lips and threw out a soft question, "Uncle, why did you set fire to the Heavenly Yuan Sect? Yun 'er really can't believe that you would do such a thing. "
After being called uncle, Zhao Yun finally remembered the past. Only then did he realize that the pretty girl in front of him was the little girl who had strong magical power and loved to cry. At that time, he and Duobao got lost while rushing to the spiritual conference. Duobao ate a big kiwi fruit that was as big as a washbasin and then met a little girl who looked like she was carved out of jade. However, he didn't know what was wrong with this little girl. When they met, she insisted on calling Zhao Yun uncle. She even gave Zhao Yun a map, which inadvertently led Zhao Yun to the Demon Severing Forbidden Zone.
Time flew by and the years changed. The little girl who had cried back then was now a slender and elegant young woman. However, the whereabouts of Duo Bao, who had secretly eaten the peaches, was unknown. Zhao Yun couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. "Senior Apprentice-Brother likes to play and eat. He's really as naive as a child. He followed me all the way, but only disasters came one after another. I didn't even treat Senior Apprentice-Brother to a good meal. "
Seeing that Zhao Yun was silent, the peach blossom woman was even more disappointed. She whispered, "Uncle, are you admitting it? After we parted in the peach forest, Yun 'er couldn't see you again. However, Yun' er always felt that there would be a chance to meet uncle again. Yun 'er didn't expect to see you today. However, you're the big bad guy who burned down the Tianyuan Sect. "
This woman was the only disciple of Fang Heng Court's Sect Master Xue Tao, Fang Xinyun. When she first met Zhao Yun at the age of fourteen, she was fascinated by Zhao Yun's handsome face. Even though she didn't know Zhao Yun's identity, even though she didn't know Zhao Yun's character and character, her feelings for him had already been deeply rooted, and she was unable to extricate herself from her peach blossom fantasy.
Now that she saw him again, the uncle's face was as handsome as it was back then, but there was a hint of weathered perseverance and a hint of brazenness. Wasn't this person in front of her even more moving and charming than she had imagined in her dreams for hundreds of nights? However, why was the uncle a bad guy?
In the past, Yun 'er could miss a person without thinking. However, the current Fang Xinyun couldn't be so willful. After all, she was no longer a little girl.
Zhao Yun recovered from her memories and secretly said, "Speaking of which, I still owe this girl a favor. Since there's this karma, there's no need to argue with her. "She then said to Fang Xinyun with a chuckle," I have my reasons, but I don't need to explain it to you. Thank you for giving me the map and showing me the way. If you have any requests, you can tell me. I still have the same words as before. As long as it's within my ability, I will never refuse. "
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