The whole sect is full of cunning people, only I am really stupid

"How did you become like this? Where are the Master and the others?"

Shen Ya guessed correctly.

Fuyao is indeed the magic weapon of Xiaoyao Sect.

To be precise, she is the magic weapon of the previous leader of Xiaoyao Sect.

However, after the war, the leader of Xiaoyao Sect was nowhere to be found, and Fuyao was nowhere to be found.

It’s not that Wu Xun hasn’t looked for it.

Got nothing.

I didn’t expect Fuyao to be in here.

Fu Yao originally thought that she knew Wu Xun, and she became even more certain after seeing Wu Xun.

She felt Wu Xun looked very familiar.

Although she didn't remember Wuxun's name, she also forgot everything about him.

The moment she saw Wuxun, Fuyao felt inexplicably relieved and happy.

She trusted the man in front of her.

Unparalleled trust.

"You must be Wu Xun."

"You don't recognize me anymore?"

Wu Xun frowned when he heard Fu Yao say this.

"I lost half of my body, and most of my memories along with it. I can't tell you where the people you asked about went."

Fuyao paused, looking into Wuxun's eyes full of nostalgia, "But I think I know you."

Wu Xun suppressed the trembling of his hands and lowered his eyes slightly.

Thinking that Shen Ya was still waiting for him, Wu Xun didn't say much to Fu Yao, "Let's go see Ya Ya first."

Shen Ya originally thought that he was dead.

Who knows if I'll have the chance to open my eyes again?

It was already dark, with only the campfire providing light.

She is in a cave.

Because of the fire, it was warm all around.

She was also covered with a thick cloak.

Judging from the style, it belongs to Master.

It wasn't her illusion before.

Shen Ya wanted to get up immediately and see where Wu Xun was.

Before I could get up, a warm hand pushed me back down.

"I'm right here, don't be afraid."

The sound is clear and soft.

Shen Ya had never heard a better sound than this.

It's Master's voice.

It's not her imagination.

Shen Ya lay back down obediently, letting Wu Xun pull her cloak up for her.

"Master, why are you here? Are we still in the Hanging Secret Realm?"

Under the firelight, Wuxun's delicate facial features revealed beautiful light and shadow. Compared with his usual banished immortal appearance, he looked a little more worldly.

He lowered his eyes, his lips slightly curved, "I came in because I sensed you were in danger. Fortunately, I didn't come too late."

"What about the elaphant?"

Wu Xun motioned Shen Ya to look at the fire.

Just now, Shen Ya was only thinking about finding where Wu Xun was, and didn't notice that there was a faint smell of meat in the air and there was barbecue on the fire.

Shen Ya's eyes widened slightly, "...Is this the elaphant snake?"

Wu Xun nodded with a smile and handed one of the skewers of barbecue to Shen Ya.

"Try it. Is it delicious?"

Shen Ya took the barbecue and took a bite.

I was immediately conquered by the fresh taste.

This snake meat smells so good.

"Master, have you seen Fuyao? I think she should also be from Xiaoyao Sect."

While eating, Shen Ya asked whether Wu Xun and Fu Yao had met.

"She is indeed from Xiaoyao Sect. She is the sword of the previous leader of Xiaoyao Sect. You should call her uncle-master."

"Uncle?"

Because it was expected, Shen Ya didn't seem that surprised.

After finishing the string of food in his hand, Shen Ya wanted more, but was rejected by Wu Xun.

"It's in the Nascent Soul stage, don't eat too much, be careful not to digest it. I'll make it for you after we go back."

After getting Wuxun's promise, Shen Ya reluctantly withdrew his hand.

"Master, how did you get in? Isn't the Sky-suspended Secret Realm closed? The brocade snake is in the Nascent Soul stage, how did you kill it, Master?"

Shen Ya felt that she had a lot of questions to ask.

"Of course I have my own way."

There is no difference between having an explanation and not having an explanation.

Generally speaking, Wu Xun said this because he didn't want to explain to Shen Ya.

Shen Ya said he understood and didn't ask any more questions.

But he couldn't take his eyes off Fuyao and Wuxun.

It looks like he still has questions to ask.

"You have any more questions?"

Wu Xun raised his eyes to look at her.

"I feel like even if I ask, Master won't give me an answer."

Wu Xun smiled slightly and did not answer.

"You haven't introduced these friends to me yet."

Wu Xun found that what Qi Wuzhi said was indeed right.

Whenever Shen Ya left them, he would always bring back some strange friends.

"Song Li, Xuan Li, and Xun Meng are all friends I met in the Sword Tomb. I promised to take them out. Oh, by the way, there is another one in my bracelet. His name is Jing Yue, but he is injured and is recuperating."

Shen Ya introduced himself to the others, "This is my master, Wu Xun."

Shen Ya is always proud when introducing Wu Xun.

This time is no exception.

"Thank you for taking care of Yaya."

Wu Xun nodded slightly and greeted a few people.

"She helped us."

Shen Ya didn't see Wu Xun take action, but Song Li and the others did.

They know how powerful Wu Xun is.

He is so powerful that even the suspended secret realm seems unable to suppress him.

No wonder Shen Ya was able to be raised.

Shen Ya originally didn't want to ask about the seniors of Xiaoyao Sect.

But looking at Wu Xun's profile, she still couldn't help but ask.

Shen Ya sat down next to Wu Xun and asked, "Master, what kind of bugs did those seniors from Xiaoyao Sect encounter? Will they come again?"

From Fuyao, Wuxun already knew that Shen Ya had seen that battle.

He reached out and rubbed Shen Ya's hair. "I heard it's a kind of ancient alien insect. The seniors have helped us keep them out. Ya Ya won't see them. No one from the ancient defense will see them."

Wu Xun's voice was very light.

Whenever he talked about the past, Wu Xun always downplayed it, but Shen Ya could always feel his sadness and nostalgia.

Shen Ya gently leaned on Wu Xun's arm, "I'm sorry, Master, I made you sad again."

"I'm not sad, I'm happy. I'm happy that you helped me find Sister Fuyao. Sister Fuyao's master is my master, and my master is often away from home. For a long time, it was Sister Fuyao who took care of us."

Wu Xun laughed softly.

The smile seemed like a falling stone, stirring up ripples and bringing up the once happy past.

"Big Sister and the others all said that Sister Fuyao is more like Master than Master, and Master has been beaten by Sister Fuyao more than once for this."

Maybe they complement each other. Master Wuxun is unreliable, but Fuyao is very reliable.

So much so that many times, Fuyao couldn't stand Master Wuxun's behavior and would chase him and chop him.

This scene appeared more than once.

Many people also wondered why, since Fuyao was so disgusted with what the leader of Xiaoyao Sect did, it became his natal sword.

Fuyao is a magical weapon.

There is never a shortage of contractors for divine artifacts.

"Because he's an idealist, and I share his ideals."

Fuyao's voice came from the side.

Plain, calm, and nostalgic.

Fuyao didn't know why she said this.

When Wu Xun talked about the person she didn't even remember, she said this naturally.

Her mind had forgotten that person, but her body still remembered.

Wu Xun was stunned for a moment, then slowly smiled.

At that moment, flowers bloomed before my eyes.

"That's what you told us back then, without changing a word. You said you liked his innocence, his enthusiasm and his idealism. You wanted to be his sword, to remove all obstacles for him."

Tears suddenly rolled down.

It fell on his arm, burning Fuyao so much that he felt painful.

Feeling the wetness on his face, Fuyao reached out and touched it, and felt tears.

Even though she didn't remember, she would still cry for that person.

She wiped away her tears, "But he broke his promise."

The man left her alone.