women's disease

After seeing Shu Qingqian leave, everyone commented that she really didn't understand the rules, everyone was still here, and she, a little peak master, left first, and Liu Moyu's face was even worse , obviously with a bit of displeasure, but the suzerain didn't say a word, and it was hard to see whether it was joy or worry.

Shu Qingqian flew with the sword, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Shu Qingqian suddenly landed in a place where no one saw.

Shu Qingqian closed her eyes, endured the unspeakable pain, and waited for the pain to disappear before slowly opening her eyes and letting out a mouthful of stale air.

Ever since Shu Qingqian came here, she has discovered that there is something wrong with this body, and she doesn't know the reason. Every six hours, she will feel the pain in her heart, but fortunately, the pain only lasts for a few seconds. It's about [-] minutes, Yujian may not be able to fly for the time being.

She doesn't understand why her body is like this, maybe it's something wrong with her cultivation, maybe it's something else, anyway, she has no memory at all, but this weakness must not be discovered by others, that's why Shu Qingqian left early.

Shu Qingqian found a rock to rest on the spot, and after a while, she saw a man and a woman.

The two people were dressed in rags, they were already exhausted at this moment, and they were already unable to climb up with their hands, but the two seemed to be very affectionate, even so they did not want to let go of each other's hands.

Every time they climbed a step, the icy wind around them grew stronger, as if it was faster than the sharpest knife in the world, and soon the clothes on their bodies were cut by the wind, and blood slowly seeped out, looking extremely miserable.

The higher you go, the stronger the wind, and the woman has already started to topple and cannot stand still. It seems that she will be blown off the cliff if she takes a few more steps. I began to wonder why I came to cultivate immortals, isn't it good for us to spend a short life together happily? Let's go back."

Her Dao heart was unstable, and the wind on her body was getting stronger and stronger, almost blowing her whole body to the ground, but the man still held her hand tightly, pulling her forward with all his strength, What a love, it looks very touching.

"Wanrong, don't think about it, this road is to hone our Dao Xin, as long as the Dao Xin is firm, we will succeed, we are now close to the top of the mountain, and we will succeed soon, you just have to persevere. "

It's a pity that the woman named Wanrong didn't insist because of this. Once her Dao heart started to waver, how could it be so easy to settle down? He pulled her up, but he was already exhausted and had no strength.

The man saw Shu Qingqian, dressed in white clothes, standing facing the wind, and begged anxiously: "This fairy, please come forward and help me, Wanrong is about to fall."

Shu Qingqian just looked at the two of them quietly without moving.

Seeing that Shu Qingqian didn't move, the man hurriedly said again: "I will repay the fairy's kindness today, and ask the fairy to save Wanrong's life."

The man probably didn't expect that he would meet such a hard-hearted person, and he would still be indifferent to such pleadings, and gradually became disheartened. As time passed, his hands became weaker and weaker, and he was almost unable to grasp Wanrong.

Wanrong raised her head weakly, her eyes were full of tears, "Brother Xiao, you should let go."

The man shook his head and refused, and desperately pulled his wife up, but he was already at the end of his strength, and he had no strength at all, so he could only watch Wanrong fall down.

"No! Wanrong!" The man yelled, but he only had time to tear off a piece of his sleeve.

The man sat on the ground with his arms around his sleeves and cried loudly, calling Wanrong's name all the time, but unfortunately he could no longer hear her gentle voice.

He and Wan Rong grew up together, they were childhood sweethearts, they had a very good relationship, they had promised to worship Xuan Qingzong together, but they didn't expect that Yin and Yang are separated now.

After Shu Qingqian rested, he passed the man directly. The man thought of Shu Qingqian's helplessness just now, and he was angry with resentment in his heart. His eyes showed hatred, and he stared at Shu Qingqian viciously.

"Why didn't you save Wanrong just now? It's obviously a piece of cake for you. Why! Why!"

Shu Qingqian watched the other party growl, then suddenly smiled, and didn't stop there.

At this time, another group of people came over, about six or seven people. Those people seemed to know Xiao Han. Seeing everything in front of them, they hurried forward and said, "Xiao Han, are you okay? Where is Wan Rong?

Xiao Han pointed at Shu Qingqian's resentment and said: "It's all her fault, she was the one who refused to save her." Xiao Han covered his face with his hands and wept, not daring to look at the abyss, "Wanrong fell down."

When those people saw Shu Qingqian for the first time, they were astonished as a heavenly being, with an ethereal and clear face, but when they thought that the other party would die without saving her, they were not worthy of her temperament, and their impression of Shu Qingqian was extremely bad.

They were about to say a few more words, but they saw Shu Qingqian walking to the edge of the cliff without making any movement. Suddenly, a crystal clear fairy sword shot up into the sky from bottom to top, piercing through the sky, and finally stopped on Shu Qingqian's body. In front of him, Shu Qingqian stepped on the fairy sword and left.

Seeing Shu Qingqian flying with the sword, the faces of the others changed drastically. In the end, they could only comfort Xiao Han helplessly, "The woman who was able to fly with the sword in this place full of seals just now must be of extraordinary status, let's forget it." .”

Xiao Han looked at Shu Qingqian's back without saying a word, turned around and continued to walk up without being dragged down by others.

……

On the endless bluestone steps, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl is walking slowly with an orange kitten in her arms. She is younger than she is now, and she can't walk fast.

An Yue woke up not long ago, many people walked ahead of her, she was almost the last one, and she had to arrive before the Taigu Yuanwen bell rang tomorrow morning, so she didn't have much time.

At this moment, she felt something in her heart, and looked up at the sky, only to see a white light flashing, and someone was flying with a sword.

An Yue looked at the fairy sword flying away, a little envious of the person who controlled the sword, but she didn't know who it was.

An Yue withdrew her gaze, and pressed the kitten's head, "Why don't you get me a cultivation cheat book first, and I'll learn to fly up directly."

The kitten shook its tail, ignored the other party, and curled up in its arms to recover its energy.

An Yue smiled wryly, and had no choice but to carry the kitten and continue walking up, wiping the sweat from her forehead while walking.

Unknowingly, An Yue walked for several hours, met several groups of people along the way, most of them gave up, and very few persisted.

Gradually, it was getting dark, but the bluestone steps still had no end in sight, giving people a feeling that they would never end.

An Yue walked for a while, and saw a few people climbing up with each other supporting each other. An Yue was with them. Seeing that An Yue was young enough to come here, those people admired An Yue for coming here, so they took the initiative to chat.

An Yue listened with a smile on her face, and when those people talked about a woman with a pure temperament that they met a few days ago, An Yue couldn't help asking: "Is she really very good-looking?"

"That's right, that woman stands there like a fairy descending from the earth, she is so beautiful that she is not like a real person, she is actually a snake and a scorpion, it doesn't matter how good-looking this kind of person is, don't you think?"

Several others joined in.

"You mean you met a very beautiful woman, but she didn't have any friends to save you."

"Of course it's true. Although we didn't see it with our own eyes, Xiao Han couldn't possibly lie."

"Yeah, since Wanrong's death, Xiao Han has left alone. He is already walking ahead now, and he is probably almost at the top of the mountain."

When An Yue first heard their descriptions, she always felt that her appearance and temperament were very similar to Shu Qingqian.

But after learning that the other party would not save her, An Yue hesitated again. She knew that Shu Qingqian was definitely not that kind of person.

No matter what, some things can only be known after entering Xuanqingzong.