"Senior Brother Nanci, Senior Sister Fu, you are finally here."

Looking at Nan Ci, who was dressed in blue and Taoist robe in front of him, and Fu Yun in red, Yao Jia couldn't help but cry with joy, and tears from the corners of her eyes were wafting down and pounced towards Fu Yun.

"...Well, you're suffering!"

Fu Yun did not push her away, nor did she express any displeasure. Instead, she gently rubbed Yao Jia's head, and her whole body exuded the temperament of a close sister.

In fact, among the youngest Chunyang disciples, Fu Yun is also one of the most sought after people, but the reason why she is sought after is not because she is the strongest. Her strength can only be considered the upper class in Chunyang. She cannot be said to be the top one. She is much stronger than her, nor because she is the most beautiful.

But she has a unique gentleness and unique personal charm. In front of her, many people will subconsciously get close to her. Therefore, many people will shout from the bottom of their hearts in front of her - Senior sister, even the sword crazy Nanci, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, never show off his face in front of her.

It can be said that among the disciples of Chunyang, even if Fu Yun cannot be praised as the jade title of "the most beautiful women", she must be at the top of the list of "I want to be a Taoist partner with her".

It is said that many geniuses secretly expressed their thoughts to her at the beginning, but they all ended up in vain.

She said her heart belonged to her.

And that person is not a great hero.

She said...that person was just a Taoist priest with salted fish.

Yao Jia and Nian Fang are sixteen years younger than Fu Yun. Therefore, when Fu Yun appears in times of crisis, they naturally show the attitude that a girl should have.

Yao Jia had tears in her eyes and shouted in a crying voice: "Senior Sister, please save Senior Brother Xie and Senior Sister Li Miaoxuan."

Yao Jia immediately left Fu Yun's arms and pulled Fu Yun to the side. Xie Guang was lying in Su Yu's arms, his eyes closed, his face pale, and his thighs were mostly necrotic and black, and he was exposed to the withered aura.

“…This injury?!”

Fu Yun saw Xie Guang's wound, took a breath of cold air, and then immediately made a gesture. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was instantly activated by it, and countless runes full of vitality appeared, shining brightly and beautifully.

These runes were pulled apart, forming mysterious patterns, entangled with Xie Guang. The green patterns were like a sharp sword, erasing the black dead energy, but Xie Guang's injuries were still difficult to recover.

Fu Yun hurried forward and carefully checked Xie Guang's injuries. Then, he took out a few bottles of spiritual medicine from somewhere, configured them into new spiritual medicine, and then applied Xie Guang.

"Senior sister, he should be fine, your medical skills are so high..."

Su Yu held Xie Guang and looked at Fu Yun with a look of hope. She hoped that Fu Yun could give her a clear answer. She hoped that Senior Sister Fu would say to herself reliably and gently as usual, "It's okay, Senior Sister is here."

.

But this time, she did not get Fu Yun's immediate answer. She looked at Fu Yun who was frowning silently, and a sense of panic arose in her heart.

As expected, Fu Yun was still in a speech that was unacceptable to people.

"No, although Junior Sister Su has been suppressing the dead energy, his body has been damaged too seriously. With my ability, I can only temporarily suppress it. I am afraid of his situation..."

"This! How could this happen? No... it shouldn't be like this!"

"Senior Sister Fu, are you lying to me, right..."

Su Yu's expression became distorted. Fu Yun's words seemed to be sentenced to death. They were the last straw that crushed the camel. Especially the most cruel thing was that before the straw was pressed down, she had always... held hope in her heart.

And now... there should be nothing more desperate in the world than this.

"It's all my fault. It's all good that I didn't agree to come to Jianchi at the beginning. It's all good that I can practice well in Chunyang, but it's all good that I... it's all my fault..."

Su Yu's eyes were empty, her pupils completely lost their focus, and she kept blaming herself while holding Xie Guang.

"Xiaoyu, you..." Yao Jia, the best friend, stopped talking and held back less than half of her stretched out her hand.

She knew that no matter what she said now, Su Yu was superficial, hypocritical, and cruel...

Because she understood that Xie Guang was unique to Su Yu and could not be replaced.

“…, woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

Su Yu didn't care about the presence of others, and cried loudly. The crying was not as sad as the storytellers said in the past. There was no snow in June, no midsummer turned into autumn, no... no messy strange phenomena in the world.

Some... just aren't nice crying mixed with wailings.

An atmosphere that could not be spoken, spoken, and described was circulating among the young men and women of pure Yang. Everyone was so breathless that they were almost suffocated by the crying.

Even Nan Ci, who had always only a sword in his heart, had his hands holding the sword bulge, his eyes becoming more and more terrifying, and his sharp sword intent became more and more constrained, but it became more and more dangerous.

Others, their faces were not good at the moment, were angry at the hurt of Xie Guang, but also regretted, helpless, and deep guilt for not being able to protect Xie Guang.

In this world, everyone is unique. There is no supporting role, nor the protagonist, or everyone is the protagonist of their own people, and everyone is the supporting role of strangers. For them, Xie Guang is undoubtedly the core protagonist of their story.

"First find the bastard who injured Xie Guang, and then force him to treat him. Even if he can't save him completely, he will continue his life to the day when the Chunyang Sword Pool ends..."

Before Nan Ci could finish his words, his figure was far away for more than ten miles, and everyone understood what his words meant.

Yao Jia seemed to have grabbed the life-saving straw and hurriedly said to Su Yu who was still sobbing: "That's right, Xiaoyu, as long as she can return to Chunyang, with the Tongtian cultivation of the elders in the sect, Senior Brother Xie will definitely be fine!"

"Sister Sister Fu, I'll go over and take a look, and you'll take care of Senior Brother Xie and them here." After the young Taoist priest who had been silent, he said to Fu Yun, he turned into a stream of light.

"These two boys...boys really treat me as a weak girl, but with his injuries, I really can't leave easily..."

"Forget it, I just happened to feel the aura of Miao Xuan and the Taoist priest. With the strength of the three of them, nothing should happen."

Fu Yun sighed a few words inwardly, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, a forceful aura burst out from her slender body.

"You two, do you remember the medical method we learned from Elder Wu..."

...

In fact, Zhang Ruochen fully sensed the whereabouts of Xie Guang and his group, and was able to confirm that one of them had aura similar to himself who had practiced the Pure Yang Sword Art, but he ignored them. Even though they were fellow disciples, and those who needed help and were very close to him, Zhang Ruochen ignored them.

He immediately walked towards Li Miaoxuan's direction.

"In this world, I am not the protagonist. What I can do is not as much as I imagined. I can only protect a small area."

Zhang Ruochen didn't know whether he was muttering to himself, talking to himself, or asking himself.

But at this moment, he thought a lot, remembered the danger of saving a kitten, remembered the kindness of the koi girl, and was injured to attend the Lanting small gathering, and the journey of Chunyang thousands of miles later, and many geniuses stronger than him in Chunyang...

He confirmed himself...
Chapter completed!