Mu Liang looked very weak, leaning against the edge of the Spirit Cleansing Pond. He probably didn't have the strength to push her away. He supported her shoulders with his palms with some discomfort. His voice was always gentle, but with an unconcealed unfamiliarity.

In Feng Ruqing's impression, her senior brother had never been unfamiliar with her, nor had he ever rejected her approach, not even for a moment. Feng Ruqing's face stiffened briefly for a moment, and her eyelashes trembled.

Dropped a pair of crystals.

Mu Liang looked at Feng Ruqing from close range, his lips were a little pale. When he saw her crying, his voice became lower and he asked again, "Junior sister?"

It's my junior sister.

The senior brother has always called her junior sister, and he would only call other female disciples who are unfamiliar with him junior sister.

Feng Ruqing had always been proud of this title. This was a testimony of the intimacy between the two people that was different from others. It was also a testimony that she had never grown up in Mu Liang's mind and was the shriveled and thin child who had just entered the temple back then.

But now he calls himself junior sister.

A junior sister who is just like anyone else.

Feng Ruqing's beautiful face gradually became distorted, and she let out a short sob from her throat, then quickly suppressed it.

She unconsciously tightened her grip on Mu Liang's shoulder, lowered her head and rested her forehead on his shoulder, collapsed in his arms, and quickly returned to normal in his arms.

In fact, she had already expected that Shi Zizhen had such a temperament, that he was a member of the Immortal Sect and a cultivator who could personally banish his junior brother from the mountain. He misunderstood that she was secretly in love with her senior brother, and when he was rescuing her, he bumped into her and her senior brother.

In such a shameful and embarrassing moment, how could he suddenly change his mind and allow her to meet his senior brother?

Feng Ruqing remained silent under Mu Liang's gentle questioning, pressing the tears that were pouring out crazily into Mu Liang's shoulders, opening her mouth slightly, and screamed silently.

It's only this time, only this time today. From now on, she will no longer have a senior brother who loves and protects her. From now on, she will be alone again in the vast world.

Feng Ruqing suppressed the overwhelming sadness in her heart. There was a constant voice in her head that tempted her, laughed at her, and told her bluntly that people like her should not live. Her good master saw that there was no cure for her.

The consciousness of salvation was contaminated and the inner demon was about to break out, so he took pity on her and asked her to meet her good senior brother before she died.

The dark green light in Feng Ruqing's eyes flowed, but when she raised her head from Mu Liang's shoulder, she had returned to normal. She even suppressed the sadness in her eyes, and just smiled lightly at Mu Liang,

He said, "Elder brother, the master ordered me to get some water from the pond. You are so much like my dead brother that I couldn't control myself for a moment."

Feng Ruqing let go of Mu Liang, returned to the edge of the pool, took out an old water bag from the storage pendant, and took some water from the spirit-washing pool.

Her hand was shaking so much that she had to hold it down with her other hand. Under Mu Liang's puzzled gaze, she got up after finishing it. After turning around, she didn't take a step to leave. She turned her back to Mu Liang and cried until the veins on her forehead popped out.

Her lips were trembling, but when she spoke, her breath was slightly scattered, and there was no hint of crying. She said, "Elder brother... I wish you a speedy recovery, a smooth journey to immortality, and a thousand years of worry-free life."

"Thank you, junior sister." Although Mu Liang was a little strange, he felt surprisingly close to this junior sister, and his voice became gentler unconsciously.

Feng Ruqing closed her eyes, breathed out a sigh of relief, and then took steps as heavy as a thousand pounds and walked towards the outside of the Spirit Washing Pond.

During this short journey, she walked very slowly, and every step was like stepping on a thorny bush, which pricked her legs to pieces. Her mind kept flashing back to the past years when she was in the mountains and under her senior brother's care.

Maintain your life.

She once thought that by going to Xuanyun Mountain, she would escape the pain of the world and have a family and a brother. But now, she would rather never be saved. She would rather be a slave and a refugee in the world for the rest of her life. This is better.

Her heart, which had become so tender that the scabs had fallen off, was already dripping with blood after being pinched so gently.

She once had a family, older brothers, younger brothers, and elders whom she adored, but now they are all gone.

She has never understood as she did now that Yan Liu, who was seduced by ghost cultivators to live as a ghost and practice the ghost way, just wants to resurrect his mother. It doesn't matter if he is neither a human nor a ghost, and what if he is guilty? As long as he can change his mother's name again.

Xiaoliu, even if he died ten thousand times, so what?

He didn't know that everything was fake, and he didn't realize that he was being deceived. But with that trace of illusion, even if a ghost cultivator transformed into his mother-in-law, he could deceive himself and others.

Feng Ruqing turned out of the Spirit Washing Pond and saw Shi Zizhen standing not far away with his hands behind his back. She couldn't help but squat down, pressing her heart, kneeling on the ground, her hands clasping the ground beneath her, feeling the pain of splitting her nails.

, less than one ten thousandth in her heart.

Her whole body was filled with black energy. When Shi Zizhen noticed it, he immediately came over and put his palm on the top of her head. The pure spiritual power washed over her whole body. Feng Ruqing raised her head with tears streaming down her face, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth along her chin.

She grabbed Shi Zizhen's hand and threw it away, her voice sounding like she was squeezing out from between her teeth, "Master, you are right, I am indeed not suitable for cultivating the ruthless way."

Shi Zizhen frowned as he looked at the black aura emanating from her eyebrows. He stretched out his hand again, but Feng Ruqing caught it. She asked him, "Did Master erase Senior Brother's memory?"

Shi Zizhen saw that the blackness between her brows was getting darker, but she refused to let him help, and frowned slightly. In his eyes, Feng Ruqing was just fooling around, and he could not sympathize with her grief or understand her joy and anger.

The feeling of sadness and joy attached to another person, not to mention not being able to do anything, and having to explain it in detail to someone specifically. He is Shi Zizhen, the immortal leader that no one in the world of cultivation can match, not Mu Liang.

So he looked at Feng Ruqing with even some reproach, and said directly, "This is the best choice for you."

Feng Ruqing felt as if her heart had been pierced by a sharp sword. Because the sword was so sharp, she couldn't even feel the pain. She couldn't see the blood flow, only strands of coldness.

Of course Shi Zizhen didn't know how important Mu Liang was to Feng Ruqing. It was the existence that made a girl with a sweetheart willing to sacrifice her life in tears in order to save his life.

But now there is nothing. Mu Liang is alive, but her senior brother is dead.

Feng Ruqing lowered her head, not even showing how hysterical she was at this moment. No one understood or cared about her grief and happiness. Who was she showing it to, and who was she annoying and making fun of out of thin air?

She lowered her head and knelt in front of Shi Zizhen. She did not refuse him to cleanse her soul. She looked at the boots that had been stained for more than ten years in front of her, thinking that if she had to do it over again, she would never choose to hold them.

Before today, she even had the intention to die, but at this moment, she no longer had the thought of not wanting to live.

With someone protecting you, you are always extra delicate and vulnerable.

But now that the person who had protected her for more than ten years was no longer there, she once again became that wild dog struggling to survive in the world, running even if her legs were broken, and struggling to climb out after being buried in a pit of death.

She is no longer a child.

Shi Zizhen's brows were furrowed, and he rarely worried about anything. However, he felt that his disciple's mind was recovering again, and he was able to cleanse himself more smoothly, so he relaxed his brows a little.

After a moment, Feng Ruqing stopped her hand, looked up at him, smiled, and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving my life."

Shi Zizhen frowned again because of her smile. In the impression, every time he saw this young disciple, he would shrink into a small ball, or hide behind Mu Liang, and sometimes clean up his bedroom for him.

I would look at him secretly, but I would not smile like this.

This smile... made Shi Zi really think of the dirty girl who crawled out of the pit soaked in the blood of monsters. She also used this smile to grab his boots and said to him, "I beg you to take me with you, immortal."

I'm leaving."

There wasn't much genuine desire for survival in it. It was the subconscious cry of a dying beast at those who were approaching.

Shi Zi really wanted to put his palms on Feng Ruqing's head and rub her like Mu Liang did on weekdays, but he just moved his fingers and thought of the little apprentice's thoughts about him, and he suddenly shrank as if he was being stung.

He fought back and subconsciously took a small step back.

Feng Ruqing's expression returned to normal, she was completely submissive, but her dark eyes were staring at Shi Zizhen.

Shi Zizhen suppressed his discomfort and turned his head away from her eyes. He was inexplicably flustered, but because of the slight frown, he looked like she was completely disgusted.

Feng Ruqing saw this, and the voice in her head that had been shouting and refused to stop finally stopped at this moment.

It was as quiet as death, but if Shi Zi really took a look at it at this moment, he would find that his little disciple was on the verge of being possessed. The green in his eyes turned into dark colors, mixed with the thick black, showing very beautiful and evil patterns.

.

But Shi Zizhen just said, "You met Mu Liang, come to Xuanyun Palace tomorrow at Mao time to find me, I will hand over the soul of the young head of Qingyuan Sect to you, and you will give it to the head of Qingyuan Sect with you,

Take what he gave you back to the sect."

Before Feng Ruqing could say anything, Shi Zizhen glanced at her, who had already lowered her head, and said, "I will send a few disciples to accompany me. You must go and come back quickly!"

Feng Ruqing raised her hand to wipe away the dirty tears on her face, wiped the dried blood at the corner of her mouth with her sleeve, and nodded without raising her head when she heard the words, "Disciple, please obey Master's order."

"You go back first." After Shi Zizhen finished speaking, he disappeared in the next moment.

Feng Ruqing was still wiping the blood on the corner of her mouth, over and over again. The dried blood was not easy to wipe away. She used it very hard until blood stains appeared on the corner of her mouth. She stopped and looked at the place where Shi Zizhen disappeared.

There was even less black in those eyes.

Feng Ruqing stood up from the ground, and without looking back in the direction of the Spirit Washing Pond, she went straight out of Burning Heart Cliff, but did not go back to Changchun Court, but went to Baicao Immortal Lord.

Baicao Immortal was planting herbs in the garden. Feng Ruqing walked behind him. He turned to look at her with questioning eyes. Feng Ruqing opened her mouth and said with a smileless smile, "Xian

Sir, am I contaminated by evil spirits and beyond hope?"

Neither Shi Zizhen nor Baicao Xianjun told her the truth. It was the evil spirits in her mind who told her the truth in order to make her lose her will to live.

Immortal Baicao was surprised for a moment, and then thought it was Shi Zizhen who said it. After all, it was not unusual for Shi Zizhen to directly tell a dying person that he was about to die and there was no cure.

He paused and was about to speak when Feng Ruqing said with that smile again, "Immortal Lord, I want to live, is there really no way I can do it?"

Baicao Immortal Lord paused, but he answered the question inappropriately, "Does your master want you to go to Qingyuan Gate?"

Feng Ruqing looked at him for a moment, laughed at herself, put her emotions away and said, "Yes."

Immortal Baicao used a cleaning spell to remove the dirt on his hands, lowered his eyes and said, "Destiny is determined by God. Although we are cultivators, we are also mortals, so how can we go against God's will."

Feng Ruqing breathed a sigh of relief and didn't stop any longer. When Baicao Fairy took something out of her sleeve and handed it to her, Feng Ruqing was no longer in the garden.

Feng Ruqing stayed up all night, and the demon in her mind kept bewitching her, but her determination to live was even more determined than before. The demon seemed to be angry and began to torture her sea of ​​consciousness. She had a splitting headache all night, and she was lying in bed.

On his little bed, cold sweat soaked his back, but he didn't say a word.

At nine o'clock the next day, she appeared outside the Hanging Cloud Palace on time, wearing a black cloak, which was given to her as a birthday gift by her elder brother after he went to the mortal world to ward off evil spirits last year on her birthday. But she still couldn't.

She didn't tell her senior brother that her birthday was fake, and she didn't know when she was born. Even her age was judged by Shi Zizhen based on her bone age. She just wanted her senior brother to do something for her.

Feng Ruqing was wrapped up so that only her eyes were exposed, and the scarf covered all the injuries. Over the course of a night, she had been tortured until she looked like no one. The pain in the sea of ​​consciousness directly affected her soul, but even if she was tortured to the point of being

Even though I got bruises from pinching myself, I never gave up my determination to live.

The accompanying disciples were a little unfamiliar and Feng Ruqing had never seen them before. Shi Zizhen quickly walked out of the barrier and handed a small cauldron to Feng Ruqing.

"This is Chi Cheng's soul. You must personally hand him over to the head of the Qingyuan Sect, and then bring back the things he gave you as soon as possible." Shi Zizhen glanced at Feng Ruqing with some uneasiness, seeing her like this
To be continued...