Liuyun City, the mountain behind Xiaomen, and the thoughts of passing gorge.

Xiao Lie returned from hunting and was carrying a somewhat thin hare in his hand, with a slight joy on his face. He sat down, listened to the sound of his daughter practicing sword in his ears, and began to fiddle with the prey in his hand.

After being locked up here, for the first time, Xiaomen would come to deliver meals every day. He could occasionally know the recent situation of Xiaomen from the Xiaomen disciples who delivered the meals. Later, the frequency of delivering meals became lower and lower. After three months, no one came to deliver meals. Obviously, they had to be locked up for a full twenty years and had no immediate relatives in the Xiaomen, and no one was too lazy to care. From the initial slightest mercy, they finally had to let them die on the back mountain.

Fortunately, the back mountain is not completely barren. He can find some wild vegetables in the area where he can move, and occasionally hunt one or two delicious low-level mysterious beasts. This is how the father and daughter support it day by day in the back mountain. Xiao Lie also thought that he could not let his daughter's most beautiful years be blocked in such a place. However, once he escaped, he would inevitably be hunted by the Xiao Sect... because after all, they were locked up here at the instruction of the fourth son of Xiao Zong. He was not afraid of any punishment, even if he was arrested on the rebel gate and escaped, he could not ignore Xiao Lingxi.

During this period, Xiao Lingxi spent the most time every day to concentrate on practicing. Apart from this, she really had nothing to do.↗.. The focus of cultivation also gave her a very fast progress. Now her mysterious power has broken through to the ninth level of the First Xuan Realm.

"ah!!"

The girl's scream suddenly came from outside. Xiao Lie stopped his movements and jumped out quickly. He saw Xiao Lingxi sitting on the ground, covering her heart with her hands, and the rusty iron sword was thrown aside.

"Xi'er, what's wrong?" Xiao Lie rushed over and asked nervously.

Xiao Lingxi's clothes were old white, but clean and spotless. The dust in the back mountain did not smear her skin, but now she is more beautiful and charming. Even the old clothes seemed to have a kind of spiritual energy on her body. But compared to the beginning, she was obviously thinner, and a faint melancholy hidden in her beautiful eyes, making her like a wounded elf, which was lovely and heartbreaking.

"I don't know..." Xiao Lingxi shook her head gently, she covered her heart, her slender eyebrows kept trembling: "My heart suddenly became so painful just now... Woo... it really hurts..."

"Heart?" Xiao Lie felt distressed for a moment. He thought for a while and said, "Don't stand up first. Maybe you are too tired to practice swords. Take a rest for a while, maybe it's all right."

"Yeah." Xiao Lingxi agreed obediently. She browsed tightly, and the pain was like a spilling out of her soul. With the pain, Yun Che kept coming to his eyes and heart. She suddenly started crying: "Dad... I'm not afraid of the hardship here... But... I miss Xiao Che very much... where he is now... When he left, he didn't have much money and his body was so weak. Will he be bullied? Will he not have enough food? Will he not even have a place to sleep? Will he... Woo... Woo... I miss him so much... I worry about him..."

Xiao Lingxi covered her cheeks with her hands and started crying. From childhood to adulthood, she and Yun Che were together day and night. Before that incident, they had almost never separated for a day, and she had never even thought about being separated from him... But fate suddenly became cruel, forcing them to separate, and they had been separated for a long time. Such separation also made her deeply feel how painful it would be to lose him around her. Her longing for him is increasing day by day, and she relies on hard practice to divert her thoughts every day.

But just now, her desperate thoughts, under the sudden heartache, rushed out like a flood that broke through, making her unable to control her emotions anymore, and she cried so hard that she was heartbroken.

Xiao Lie sighed a long sigh and comforted softly: "Xi'er, Che'er has grown up and is already a real man. Perhaps leaving Xiao's Sect is a good thing for him. Outside, he can get experience and truly grow up. Even if he has to suffer some hardship or get hurt, it's nothing."

"Xi'er, stop crying, he will become stronger outside. As his little aunt, you must be stronger than him. When he comes back, you will let him see you who is more energetic than before. This will definitely make him happiest... Che'er said that he will definitely come back within three years. As a grown man, I believe that what he says will definitely do."

Xiao Lingxi was still crying. Listening to Xiao Lie's words, she nodded vigorously, and then wiped away the tears from her face little by little. But the surging thoughts and heart-wrenching pain in her heart could not calm down...

Xiaoche...Where are you...I really miss you...I don't ask you to come back to see us within three years...I just ask you to be safe...I must be safe...

Tianjian Villa, in front of the sword platform.

Xia Qingyue was wearing white clothes and stood quietly in front of Xingtian's sword. The sword wind was howling on the sword platform, constantly brushing her long and robe, but she could not tamper her eyes. She had been standing here for a long time, lonely, with only the flying swords all over the sky being with her.

The sky began to gradually darken, and dusk came quietly, and the sword wind began to feel a little cold. A gust of wind blew, causing her long to gently brush against her face. At this time, behind her, a deliberate and light footsteps were coming from far to near, which also disturbed Xia Qingyue's quiet mind.

Her eyes swayed slightly, she looked ahead and murmured softly: "Husband... Let Qingyue continue to be your wife in the next life... OK... Qingyue at that time would be a... a real wife... OK..."

Her soft whisper soon disappeared into the wind, and no one could hear it. She turned around, and behind her, a man in white clothes and a jade-like vigor was standing there.

Looking at Xia Qingyue's fairy face, Ling Yun's breath was slightly chaotic. He smiled slightly and gave her a sword gift: "Fairy Xia, are you here to see off your friends too?"

"No." Xia Qingyue shook her head and said softly: "I am here... to see off my husband."

Ling Yun was shocked all over and suddenly looked up at Xia Qingyue. He was about to ask himself if he had heard something wrong, but suddenly he saw a black scarf wrapped around Xia Qingyue's left arm...

"Fairy Xia, you... what did you say just now? Husband? Did Ling hear it wrong, or is Fairy Xia joking with me?" Ling Yun said in the calmest voice he could make. However, his hands had already trembled faintly, and his heart was even more confused.

Xia Qingyue did not answer him. She stretched out her white wrist and pulled her long one. She gently stroked her left hand. Suddenly, a piece of her head was silently broken, and then she tilted up with her jade hand and sprinkled into the middle of the sword platform. Suddenly, silk was carried up by the sword wind of the sword platform, and flew around the Xingtian sword in the middle, as if she was nostalgic and accompanied by something.

Xia Qingyue's beautiful eyes closed, and after a while, she flew up and disappeared from Ling Yun's sight.

Ling Yun's whole body was stiff, and his body fell to the ground weakly. His pupils continued to shrink and expand. The young owner of Tianjian Villa, once the strongest man in the younger generation, seemed to have lost his soul at this time...

"They are husband and wife... Yun Che... are her husband... She has... she is married... impossible... impossible... must be a lie... impossible..."

Ling Yun kept muttering over and over again, the dimness in his eyes was like his belief was collapsing.

At the same time, his father Ling Yuefeng was also in a state of upset. He kept paced back and forth in front of the courtyard where Bingyun Fairy Palace lived, remembering Chu Yuechan's injuries and randomly guessing why she had such a reaction. He never thought that Chu Yuechan, who had always been cold and cold snow, Bingruoxuanlian, would lose control of her emotions so that she vomited blood.

With Chu Yuechan's temperament, even if Xia Qingyue, the current first disciple of Bingyun Immortal Palace, suddenly fell, her most destined reaction must be a suffocating coldness... There shouldn't be anything in this world that can make her react like this.

Could it be that it is because of the fallen Yun Che... No! Impossible! Absolutely impossible! There must be other reasons.

He was upset and did not notice that not far away, his wife Xuanyuan Yufeng was watching every change of his expression in cold eyes, and his eyes became colder and colder and more disappointed.

At this time, Ling Yuefeng's patience seemed to have reached its limit, and she could no longer bear it. She gritted her teeth and entered the courtyard, and then pushed open the door of the room where Chu Yuechan was.

Chu Yuechan was lying quietly on the bed, her face pale, Chu Yueli was standing beside the bed, with a worried and uneasy face. An old man who looked old and thin was pressing his fingers against Chu Yuechan's pulse.

Grandma Jiumu is over 190 years old this year. In terms of seniority, she is several generations taller than the owner of the manor Ling Yuefeng. In terms of medical skills, it is said that she is no less than Gu Qiuhong, who is known as the number one miracle doctor in Cangfeng. However, she is indifferent to fame and fortune and has never stepped out of Tianjian Villa in her life. Not many people in the empire know her name.

"Grandma Jiumu, how is Fairy Bingchan?" Ling Yuefeng asked with concern. Facing Grandma Jiumu, his posture was obviously respectful.

Grandma Jiumu moved her dry finger away from Chu Yuechanxue's wrist, picked up the crutch, hunched her body and took a few steps forward, making a hoarse and ugly sound like sandpaper rubbing: "She is not seriously injured. The reason why she is unconscious is because of her great mental stimulation, her heart is extremely sad, and her heart is coming back. It won't take long to wake up."

"That's good..." Ling Yuefeng lit a little, still feeling upset.

"However, she has practiced the ice-based mysterious skills for many years, and her body and five internal organs are extremely cold. If she continues like this, I am afraid that the fetus in her abdomen will not be able to be saved." Grandma Jiumu said lightly.

The last sentence was like a thunderclap sounding in Chu Yueli and Ling Yuefeng's ears. Chu Yueli hurriedly said, "Impossible! Grandma Jiumu, you must have read it wrong. My sister never contacts men, so it is impossible for her to have any fetus!"

"Yes. Grandma Jiumu, you must have made a mistake this time. The fairy in Bingyun Fairy Palace never gets married. Fairy Bingchan can't have any fetus." Ling Yuefeng also said immediately.
Chapter completed!