The uninvited guest first looked at the sinking Jiuliu carefully, and then said unwillingly: "I didn't expect a remnant of the Yu clan to have such an immortal attitude after growing up in the holy mountain for a few years."
Shen Jiuliu's pupils shrank suddenly. He was very familiar with the word Yuzu, and it would appear in his mind every month when he suffered from heart-wrenching pain, and there was a voice calling in his dream...
When Shen Jiuli was in a trance, a black fog drifted by, and when Shen Jiuli looked up, the man in black had disappeared.
"Catch alive." His voice fell, and several streamers chased in the direction of the black mist.
Shen Jiu stayed in place and waited for a long time until his subordinates returned empty-handed.
Looking at the blood on the ground, a trace of unpredictable emotion flashed in his eyes.
All the people who came here chased after the holy mountain. It seems that there is something about him that can make those people rush into the flames like moths.
"Kuro, are you okay?" Hearing that Shen Jiulu was assassinated, Ling Lan dropped the things in her hand and rushed over.
Seeing a pool of blood on the ground, she asked in a panic, "Kyuu, where are you hurt, tell me where you are?"
At a loss, she stepped forward and touched Shen Jiuriu's body, lest there be any serious scars on Shen Jiuriu's body.
Shen Jiuliu took a step back, his eyes recalled as cold as before: "Senior sister, no need to panic, I'm fine, these bloodstains belonged to the assassin."
Seeing the junior brother hiding from her, Ling Lan's eyes were a little sad, but when she heard that the junior brother was not injured, she became happy again: "Junior brother is fine."
She said angrily: "I don't know who it is, who dares to break into Xianzong to assassinate you. I told grandpa that grandpa must capture that person."
Shen Jiulu was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Senior sister, I decided to leave the holy mountain."
Ling Lan was taken aback: "Leaving the holy mountain? Why, isn't it bad here?"
Standing on the edge of the cliff, Shen Jiulu looked at the layers of waves swept up by the sea breeze, black hair flying, and white clothes fluttering, like a banished immortal riding the wind away.
Just when Ling Lan thought she could not get the answer, Shen Jiulu's light and ethereal voice came: "The holy mountain is very good, but I have regrets and can't stay here forever."
Today, the assassin's words 'the remnants of the Yu clan' made him feel like he was stuck in his throat. If he is really a member of the Yu clan, does it mean that all the other clan members are no longer in the world
Thinking of this, Shen Jiulu felt heartache unbearable: "Senior sister, I have to leave here to find out my background and my forgotten past."
Seeing his firm expression, Ling Lan knew that she couldn't stop her, so she said to Shen Jiuliu, "I'll leave with you."
Shen Jiulu directly refused: "Senior sister, this is my private matter, and I want to solve it alone. Moreover, the first elder and the master will definitely not let you leave the holy mountain."
"Then we'll get married when you come back." Ling Lan said with courage.
Shen Jiuliu looked at the nervousness in her eyes without any softheartedness, her eyes were cold and indifferent: "Senior sister, you know, I have never considered emotional matters."
Suzulan heard that he rejected her again, sniffed and almost cried, and after holding it for a long time, she said in a muffled voice, "Then when you come back, if you think about your feelings, think about me first."
Holding the sword, Shen Jiulu turned around and left: "Senior sister, I can't promise you anything, it's just a matter of fate."
Seeing the back of Shen Jiulu leaving, Ling Lan finally couldn't help standing there and crying: "Shen Jiulu, do you know that I have always liked you, I like you."
Hearing her cry, Shen Jiulu didn't look moved at all, and left without stopping.
Emotional matters cannot be forced. If you don’t love, you don’t love. There is no heartbeat or pity, so you don’t need to think about it.
He walked towards the Sect Master's retreat with a cold expression, and since he was leaving, he still had to report to the Master.
When he came to the stone cave, he knelt down directly, and his cold voice was also filled with a bit of sadness: "Master, the disciple wants to leave the holy mountain, the disciple can't bear the disturbing nightmare every night, and also wants to know the forgotten past. What is it like."
The miserable wailing in the dream, the hot blood that made him extremely painful, and the sound of 'Yu Xiu' made him unforgettable.
"I want to know where all the people I love and those who love me have gone."
Is there anyone who has survived like him, or is struggling somewhere he doesn't know.
"They tried so hard to keep me alive, but I completely forgot about them."
No one in this world remembers them anymore, how sad.
"Master, I don't want to live without knowing anything like this."
After a long time, Shen Xi's voice came from the cave: "Go, come back when your matter is settled."
Shen Jiuliu's face was overjoyed: "Yes, thank you Master."
Qing Bo was thrown directly by the neck onto the boat at sea, and the man said disdainfully, "What a piece of shit, a man of several hundred years old can't even beat a child in his early twenties."
Qing Bo's face turned red, but he also knew that the person in front of him couldn't afford to offend him, so he forced a smile and said, "I made a mistake in judgment, I knew that the cultivation base of Yu Clan's remnants was promoted so quickly, I would never be so impulsive. act."
Who would have thought that the remnant was actually extremely talented, no wonder the Xianzong sect accepted him as his apprentice.
The man sneered: "If it weren't for the Xianzong site, I would not be suitable for the demon cultivator to come forward. How can I use you as a waste? If you can't catch anyone, you will be shocked by the grass and the snake. It almost made people follow me and chase me Wuxin Cliff."
Qing Bo was reprimanded like a grandson, but he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, the man saw his posture was not too strong, he waved his hand boringly and said: "Okay, you go, His Holiness will sweep the tail for you. "
Qing Er stepped forward and helped Qing Bo to board the boat, the spiritual energy surged, and the boat quickly disappeared into the sea.
The day after Qing Bo left, Shen Jiuliu bid farewell to everyone in the holy mountain and left with his sword.
On the top of the cliff, Ling Lan watched the sword light streak across the sky, inexplicably having the illusion that her junior and junior brothers would never come back. She folded her hands together and murmured, "Shen Jiuliu, I am waiting for you at the holy mountain, waiting for you all the time."
Wuxinya, Ningyue jumped up in surprise when she received the news that Shen Jiulu was leaving. This is a godsend opportunity.
Without the protection of Xianzong, a little baby is still not at hand.
She immediately sent a letter to Qingbo, and sent a confidant to leave the Holy Mountain to Ziwei City to help Qingbo obtain the sword emperor's blood.
Yes, only to help.
On the holy mountain, if the magic cultivator just came out of the mountain, it would be worth it, but if he did it, not only would there be the suppression of the Biqi Devil Prison, but the Xianzong would have corresponding people who would come out of the mountain to prevent the magic cultivating from harming the world.
No matter how conceited Ningyue is, she doesn't dare to do this. If she blatantly lets her own people do things outside, Shen Xi may appear in front of her the next moment.
Although the calculation killed Venerable Master Xixin, Ningyue knew how much she had, and she would never dare to confront Shen Xi directly.
Rong Xian: Qing Bo is an easy-to-use knife, and he has contributed a lot in leading Yu Xiu out of the holy mountain.
PS: Today’s second shift, the little angels don’t have to wait for the third shift.
(End of this chapter)