Great wasteland.
The monks who live here know that there is a very special boundary in the Great Wasteland—it is covered with ice almost all the year round, and the glaciers have a history of hundreds of millions of years. The place where the creator set up for cultivation when he first arrived in the Great Barrenlands.
Therefore, the boundary of the billion-year-old iceberg is also bordered by the boundary of Yunxiao Pavilion.
After such a long time, Jiang Yuyan came to the Great Wasteland again from the underworld, using the three-month lifespan she had during her first mission.
Because of the heaven and the underworld, under normal circumstances, basically few members would come to Yangjian, so most of the immortals or underworld civil servants would use avatars or rely on other existences to come here.
When seeing the cold ice, the exercises that would normally run in the body have completely disappeared now, and I can only feel the bone-chilling chill rushing towards my face, circling around me, as if I was looking for a way to penetrate into my body. The gap, and then completely stay in front of this glacier.
This is the other side of Yunxiao Pavilion. The main entrance of Yunxiao Pavilion is on the other side opposite to this direction, and it is also the side that most practitioners know.
In order to cross the 100 million-year-old glacier, apart from the outstanding disciples of Lingbing Pavilion, other members of Yunxiao Pavilion must at least have Mahayana cultivation.
Jiang Yuyan stared at the crystal-clear mountain for a while, and was about to turn around when a man's voice suddenly sounded behind her, startling her:
"Do you remember it?"
The beautiful woman was wearing a simple black cloak, just like other ghost cultivators in the underworld. Although the clothes on her body were extremely simple, her face was amazing.
The long black hair fell a little from her sideburns, and the smile on the woman's beautiful face was mixed with a bit of helplessness: "Su Lanlan, you can scare me just because you are higher than me, right?"
The young man is still the same as he was many years ago, but the emotional fluctuations on his face are much less, adding a bit of the unpredictable power of a high-ranking person, which makes ordinary people inexplicably afraid even if they just look at it.
Even if this is the situation where he has restrained his breath and cultivation.
Only when Jiang Yuyan saw him again, her attitude was the same as before—because of her words, the temperature on the young man's face thawed a little, and the pair of sharp eyes under the sword eyebrows softened a little, looking at the iceberg behind her , said unhurriedly:
"Ghosts can't scare you to death, let alone me."
Hi!
Incredible! This is so powerful that you start to discriminate against the senior sister
Jiang Yuyan widened her beautiful peach eyes in disbelief, looked up and down at the young man in expensive moonlight-colored clothing, and accused:
"Oh my god, Su Lan, you're mocking me? Don't you feel ashamed that you are bullying a little ghost cultivator in the Underworld?"
"I don't think so, it's you... As my senior sister, you can only be bullied by me, don't you feel ashamed?" Su Lan replied seriously, if other people heard it and looked at his expression at this moment, they would definitely One would think that he was seriously despising Jiang Yuyan's strength.
It was a joke, as if there hadn't been so many years between them, and the wrinkles kneaded by time were smoothed out in an instant—just like back then.
There was a smile on the corners of the woman's eyes and eyebrows, the helplessness on her lips was deeper, and her eyes were full of warmth.
After thinking about it, she opened her arms to the young man in front of her, stopped hurting each other, and said softly: "Long time no see, I miss you very much, Su Lan, do you want to give me a hug?"
The young man looked at her in the wrong way, and refused for a while in silence: "No, men and women can't kiss each other, senior sister."
... Boy, maybe you misunderstood something
I just wanted to express the joy of our reunion
Jiang Yuyan blinked her eyes, and was about to say something, when she suddenly realized the cultural habits of this world, she simply put her hands down, and turned to serious topics:
"How did you know that I would come? Or, how come you are free to come down from the heaven?"
"The master did a fortune-telling." Su Lan frowned for some reason, and then gave a brief introduction.
Jiang Yuyan looked around in her brain, and asked a little confused: "The master you are talking about, is it the master who lied to master that he could find an apprentice when he went out?"
Su Lan looked at her with complicated emotions in her eyes, and it took a long time before she asked:
"Are all of our master disciples picked up?"
Jiang Yuyan nodded calmly, and replied, "That's right, didn't Master and I tell you?"
Su Lan: ... This one really doesn't exist.
The two stared at each other for a while, and then searched for relevant memories in their minds.
After reminiscing about the old days, Jiang Yuyan followed Su Lan across the glacier in front of her. His aura completely enveloped her, so that she could not feel the threat of the coldness at all, like two ordinary monks walking in it— Even if they walk in this area, it means that their strength is extraordinary.
"Is Master okay?" the woman asked again.
On the surface, it seems that the two of them are just walking normally, but if someone who is interested can see it at this time, they will definitely find that they are using a magic that shrinks the ground to an inch. After taking a step, they stand thousands of miles away in an instant. .
Su Lan glanced at her, and after a while said: "... except you, everyone in the master's school is well."
The smile on Jiang Yuyan's face couldn't hold back anymore, she softened her tone as if she was begging for mercy, and said, "I would be very embarrassed if you said that, my dear brother, I wish I could just dig a hole and bury myself .”
Su Lan tilted her head and cleared her throat uncomfortably, as if she was very unaccustomed to Jiang Yuyan's showing weakness—it was indeed the case. In the relationship between the two of them, unless it was practice or other situations that required the use of strength, this woman would immediately She admits defeat shamelessly, and she hardly ever sees her softening her voice like this when she just rants.
After a while, he said again: "Master misses you very much."
Jiang Yuyan was quiet for a long time before continuing: "What happened back then... was my fault, I almost got involved..."
"Nothing happened back then." Su Lan interrupted her, stopped and looked at her. The expression on the young man's expressionless face was also very firm at the moment, as if she was not allowed to think about the previous things at all.
Even completely negated the previous incident.
The beautiful woman couldn't help laughing, there was a warm smile in her curved eyes, and the curvature of her lips made her face even brighter:
"It's my fault, I have to admit, Su Lan—if it wasn't for me, the Immortal World would never have been passive to that point."
Su Lan's star-like eyes stared fixedly at her, and even the aura on his body was uncontrollably released because of hearing this, and he felt more threatening in an instant, so he repeated stubbornly: "Senior sister, it's not you wrong."
Jiang Yuyan laughed, and was about to say something more, when the same words came from another direction:
"it's not your fault."
The same affirmative sentence, even the cold tone was comparable to that of her own junior, but this tone and voice made her feel very familiar.
It was as if even her soul trembled when she heard this voice. The memory images in her brain were like budding flowers in spring, blooming to the extreme at every moment, and those eye-catching images were brilliantly staged in her brain.
- It's Yan Rong.
Jiang Yuyan looked back and saw the cultivator who appeared here at some time—the appearance was not much different from that of the past, but the aura on his body seemed to be integrated with the surrounding glaciers.
Before she even realized it, a smile appeared on her lips, and she wanted to say something, but in the end she just smiled.
Too many things happened between them, whether it was in the past, or after she became a ghost cultivator, or their stories in various subsidiary parallel worlds, there were too many, so that she couldn't speak easily, she didn't know what to say.
So I can only smile—when we meet again after going through thousands of sails, it seems that this smile contains everything.
But Yan Rong was not in a hurry to talk to her, and looked at Su Lan who was beside her, as if she was silently reminding this redundant staff with her eyes: Can you leave some space for me to catch up with her
Su Lan didn't leave at first.
Later, Yan Rong couldn't hold back his temper, and said: "For the sake of this glacier."
Su Lan sneered, and replied flatly: "This is what you should do, and you should pay it back."
The conversation between the two iceberg-level bosses made Jiang Yuyan confused, and she felt that her current state in the Great Barrenland really caught Cui Yingying's words—she was a fucking newcomer.
"If you want, you can take everything away." Yan Rong was not angered by his words, but calmly stated a fact.
Su Lan glanced at Jiang Yuyan next to her, took a half step back for a while, then turned back to look at Yan Rong, quietly, as if announcing something:
"That doesn't have to be—it's just that this is the last time our master trusts you."
Jiang Yuyan: ... ? ? ? What's the matter with this sense of sight that my natal family supports me
Oh no, what the hell are you talking about that I don't know? Can we take care of Mengxin's IQ
Su Lan's figure disappeared instantly, leaving only Jiang Yuyan and Yan Rong behind.
"Can I ask a question weakly? What you just said is..." Xiaomeng, who pretended to be innocent, hadn't finished speaking when she was hugged by the other party. The strength of that embrace was so strong, as if He wanted to crush her into pieces and melt into his own flesh and blood.
Yan Rong sighed, and spoke in a very soft voice, but also with incomparable satisfaction:
"I finally waited for you."
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