Yan Chongyu curled his lips: "It's just a sword."

Xiao Yunjian's face was pale, and he looked at Daobi Xiantou who didn't eat or drink in Manfang Tower, and was covered in filth.

Even more embarrassing.

He clenched his lower lip, bloody.

He firmly said: "Regardless of the other reasons, Lefeng is my natal sword, and it has been with me for a hundred years, how can I throw it away!"

The friendship between him and Leaf is not as simple as a sword.

Even if it is not born from the same source as Ling Zhi's Xi Yu, it is still a trace of his years.

Although he has lost his spiritual power, he still has a bond with Leaf.

Can vaguely feel that the Leaf is still in place.

For a moment, he suddenly couldn't feel the breath of Lefeng.

He grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly and said in a panic, "Lingfeng is gone!"

"What?" Yan Chongyu didn't understand, "Didn't you just say that?"

Xiao Yunjian said anxiously: "It's not like that, I can't feel its existence at all!"

He is like an ant on a hot pan.

Yan Chongyu frowned, thought for a moment and said: "As far as I know, there is something in the world that can break the connection between the owner and the object."

He knocked on the head, and said again: "I seem to have seen that object in Manfang Building, it looks like a piece of cloth. I'm afraid they have already wrapped it with Lefeng, and deliberately lured you into the bait."

Xiao Yun Jiandun also understood.

But he was still worried.

The Leaf is not something that can be thrown away at will.

But it seems more like a sustenance for him to have nowhere to vent his feelings.

It's the Leaf.

It is also Ling Zhi.

Xiao Yunjian's mind was full of chaos and he didn't know what to do.

He had never worried about such a reason before.

It was Ling Zhi who perfected everything for him.

He only blamed himself for his negligence, which is why he left Lingfeng in Manfanglou.

If he could go back in time, he would never drop the Leaf again.

But if you can really go back in time——

How could he only care about listening to the wind?

Yan Chongyu saw that he was silent, and said again: "Why do you have to get back Lefeng now, why not find a way to solve the loss of spiritual energy in your body first."

Xiao Yunjian nodded.

Even after living for 150 years, he is still a very good child protected by Ling Zhi.

But when he thought of Ling Zhi, his heart ached again.

Ling Zhi no longer wants him.

How could he lick his face and ask for help again?

Ling Zhi has not seen Xiao Yunjian for five days.

He never took it to heart.

In the past, it was common for Xiao Yunjian to run away in anger.

Besides, that day, I also said a lot of hurtful words.

Only in the past, she was willing to coax him back.

But now, Xiao Yun remonstrates with such an arrogant person——

Thinking about it, because of my heart-wrenching words, I don't want to see each other again.

He was moved, but Qinglin haunted him every day.

It even made him compare with the indifference that Xiao Yunjian treated him in the past.

Like heaven and earth.

Instead, they told him that Xiao Yunjian was always in his dreams.

Suddenly another five days passed.

Ling Zhi still has not received any news from Xiao Yunjian.

The evil deeds of the snake demon in Pengzhou Mansion continued, but the person who said he wanted to kill the demon disappeared.

During dinner, Ling Zhi asked the waiter about this before Qinglin went downstairs.

Xiao Er scratched his head, thought about it carefully, and said: "Didn't the young master leave a letter for you, I gave it to the young young master who was born like him."

What letter?

Qinglin has never shown it to herself.

Ling Zhi's cold face also had a few cracks.

He looked at Qing Lin who had come late, and asked, "Yun Jian has a letter, where is it with you?"

Qinglin's eyes instantly became crystal clear.

He shook his head: "I don't know what letter it is. Who said it, it slandered me so much."

After hearing what he said, Xiao Er immediately threw the rag on his body.

Crossing his waist and staring at his eyes, he quit: "How can this guest officer talk? When did I slander you? When I gave you the letter that day, you also said that you can give it to anyone. You will naturally pass it on. Now you have turned your face, and you can't renege on your debt!"

He spoke eloquently, and his voice was quite high.

It attracts diners and pedestrians around to stop and look around.

The tears in Qinglin's eyes were even worse, he pursed his mouth and never looked into Ling Zhi's eyes.

Ling Zhi suddenly remembered what Xiao Yunjian had said to him that day——

"He gave birth to another face, totally different from the one in your painting. It was not disguised with a human/skin mask, but with a blind eye."

Suddenly, an imperceptible strangeness rose in his heart.

Looking at Qing Lin's appearance, there is also some speculation.

He still had a vague impression that Qing Lin deliberately mentioned Xiao Yunjian's name at that time.

But he could only ask again: "Qinglin, think about it again, is there any?"

Qinglin shook her head.

Then, he nodded again: "It's really my fault, I forgot. On that day, there was a letter from Master Xiao Feng, saying that he would hand it over to you. I opened it and read it, and he only said that he wanted to go back to the Supreme Immortal Gate , I didn't keep it in my heart. I'm sorry..."

Ling Zhi's eyes were as deep as an ancient well.

He was silent for a moment, as if suppressing a little anger: "Where is the letter, show me."

Qing Lin nodded obediently, returned to the room and took out the messy handwritten letter.

Ling Zhi flattened it carefully and pulled out the letter paper.

Qinglin never lied, the letter really only told her that she was going back to the Supreme Immortal Gate.

Qinglin felt aggrieved and wronged: "I've said it all...just this one line."

Ling Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't blame you."

He cast a spell to pass on the Lingjian, and cast it to Yaotian Zhenren.

After a while, I got an echo——

Cloud remonstrance did not return.

Ling Zhi paused in his heart, before he had time to think about it, he said, "Let's go back to the Supreme Immortal Gate."

Qinglin let out an ah, blinked and asked, "When?"

"Now."

"But you still agreed to take me to a small village next to Pengzhou Mansion for two days to play."

Ling Zhi's pupils constricted, as if he suppressed the arrogance in his heart for a moment.

He looked at Qinglin and repeated again: "Let's go back to the Supreme Immortal Gate now, pack up our luggage."

Qinglin pouted: "Okay, why are you so fierce!"

Ling Zhi let out a long breath, and looked at Qinglin's face, which was exactly the same as his sweetheart's.

never spoken.

Qinglin tidied up slowly for a long time.

It was barely over until sunset.

Ling Zhi didn't care about his coquettish voice, he made a sword formula and took Qing Lin together.

Smelling the scent of Qinglin's body that entered his nostrils, he frowned.

He carefully looked at the back of Qinglin's ears and neck, where those human/leather masks are most likely to show their stuff.

But never saw any clues.

Seeing that the grand Supreme Immortal Gate is right in front of Yunyun.

He still put away his thoughts first.

He didn't stop his sword tactics until Yujian walked to Wuxu Peak where Yaotian Zhenren lived.

Yaotian Zhenren didn't know what happened, but he came out to welcome him.

He saw Ling Zhi followed by Qing Lin, and his face became more dimpled.

Ling Zhi said: "Brother, I have something to say to you, can I ask my disciple to take Qing Lin back to rest first?"

Master Yaotian stroked his beard: "Naturally. I have the hut cleaned up every day until he returns."

Qing Lin wanted to say something, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Ling Zhi's slightly cool eyes.

He swallowed the remaining half of the sentence.

After Qinglin left, Master Yaotian raised his hand to weave a layer of sound insulation formula outside the room.

But Ling Zhi said: "There is no need to weave."

After all, even he himself was a little surprised.

Because of Xiao Yun's remonstrance, he took a lot of truth in his heart.

He coughed lightly and lowered his eyes.

Yaotian then asked: "Junior Brother, what do you want to tell me?"

Ling Zhi took out the wrinkled letter from his bosom and handed it to Master Yaotian: "Ten days ago, he left a letter saying that he returned to the Supreme Immortal Gate."

Yaotian was shocked: "Ke Yunjian never came back. Do you know where he went?"

Ling Zhi shook his head.

Yaotian said again: "Then what have you been doing for the past ten days? You haven't noticed any strangeness in him?"

Ling Zhi held the white porcelain teacup tightly.

He was the culprit who caused that strangeness.

If it is said that he has not noticed it, it is better to say that he has been avoiding it.

Seeing his appearance, Yaotian immediately understood, but he still reprimanded:

"Yun Jian is my first apprentice, the future head of the Supreme Immortal Sect, do you know that!"

"Even if he is a bit arrogant in his usual actions, but he was born in a famous family. He was talented at the age of three, but he was practicing under my seat at the age of eight."

"In the next ten years or so, I often retreated. It was you who begged me to let you teach him mana."

"He is smart already, and he has been loved by you for a long time. If you talk about this temperament, you raised it."

"If you want to sharpen his vigor, no matter how badly you behave, you must abandon him in that Pengzhou mansion, and you can't even find him now!"

Ling Zhi lowered his head and remained silent.

Master Yaotian finally sighed: "If I had known today, even if I didn't retreat, I would have put Yun Jian under my knees to teach."

--"It is my fault."

Ling Zhi suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were as deep as an ancient well, making it impossible to see the bottom of his heart.

His knuckles were protruding and white, and he clenched them tightly.

He cupped his hands and said: "Senior brother, I am returning to the Supreme Immortal Gate this time. One is to send Qing Lin back so I can seek advice from Yun; the other is that I have something to ask senior brother."

Master Yaotian has always been good-natured, and after the reprimand, his expression eased.

He said, "What's the matter?"

——"Blindfolding."

Yaotian frowned: "Blindfolding?"

Ling Zhi said: "It's a cover-up to take yourself off completely."

"Why do you ask this?" Yao Tian was quite puzzled.

"It's not that important."

Ling Zhi paused, but still asked: "Does it have to be much higher than you and me, so that you and I can't see his disguise?"

Master Yaotian nodded: "There is nothing wrong with saying that. It's just that if the person's cultivation base is pure, it's not a comparison of the length of cultivation."

Ling Zhi responded.

She put down the teacup that had been in her hand for a long time.

He said: "Brother, please pay more attention to Qing Lin."

Haruka sighed, shaking his head.

Even if it was a parent-child, he still loves his disciple.

Ling Zhi saluted and wanted to leave.

Before leaving, Master Yaotian hesitated for a long time, but still said: "Junior Brother, I also have something to ask you."

"Brother, please speak."

——"I have never known before, why do you have a deep-rooted love for the person in the painting who is exactly the same as Qinglin, but also like a cloud remonstrance?"

Ling Zhi suddenly knocked over the white porcelain teacup.

It spilled all over the place.

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