The mountain wind was strong and whistling. Yuan Qing looked around. When she came here for the first time, she felt a familiar feeling. The resentment mixed with blood seemed to be stronger. She walked along the mountain road towards
As she walked forward, a scene appeared in her mind. Leng Fengqing, who was extremely tired, struggled to climb up while panting. She felt pain in her belly. The child was about to be born. She hurried on, hoping to reach the temple and give the child to the temple.
born.
She gradually staggered and stumbled for a few steps. The sword in her hand was stuck on the ground to support her heavy body. She was in pain, dizzy, hungry, and thirsty. She slowly knelt down and grabbed a handful of snow.
Put it in your mouth, it's so cold!
Yuan Qingling squatted down and stretched out his trembling hands to touch the flat ground. It was here, there was a strong feeling here.
"Old Yuan, are you tired?" Yu Wenhao came over and stretched out his hand to help her.
Yuan Qingling raised her head and looked at Yu Wenhao, with a deep sadness in her eyes, "Lao Wu, this is where Leng Fengqing gave birth to the Fourth Master!"
Not far behind Lao Wu, the fourth master heard this and looked over. Ruyuan's eyes were dark, and he looked at the position where Yuan Qingling was squatting. The place was not very flat. If he went a little further,
There is also a better terrain, and that area is blocked, at least, it can withstand some cold wind.
But she couldn't get through.
This is his birthplace.
Thirty-six years ago, when he came to the world, this was the first place he saw.
He had endured the tears for a long time, and the sadness that had been rolling in his heart for a long time. At this moment, it was like a flood with a missing embankment, which could no longer be suppressed. His heart ached like a knife, and his stomach convulsed violently. He bent over and held his abdomen slowly and slowly.
Squatting down, a suppressed sob escaped.
"Fourth Master, don't do this!"
Yu Wenhao felt sad, but he couldn't do anything. Even his words of comfort were so feeble.
Yuan Qingling seemed to have lost her mind and walked forward slowly, one step, two steps. When Yu Wenhao comforted the fourth master, she had already climbed more than 20 meters high. She looked back at the person who was still looking for,
The mountain wind blew in her ears, and something became clearer in her mind.
The point connected to Leng Fengqing's consciousness gradually enlarged and strengthened, turned around, and continued to move forward.
"Old Yuan, where are you going?" Yu Wenhao noticed her going up alone and shouted hurriedly.
Yuan Qingling turned around and said, "Temple!" Then she continued to walk forward, and her desire for the temple became clearer and clearer. She wanted to go to the temple.
This is Leng Fengqing's consciousness, the temple is her only chance of survival.
Yu Wenhao was stunned for a moment, "Temple?"
Could it be that Leng Fengqing went to the temple in the end? But at that time, she could no longer walk, so how could she go to the temple?
Or did the people in the temple see her when they came down from the mountain? But the people in the temple did not come down from the mountain. They stayed on the mountain almost all their lives. They could be self-sufficient in everything on the mountain and did not need to be tainted with the rights and wrongs of the world, so they would not go down the mountain.
He didn't trust the fourth master, nor did he trust Lao Yuan, so he asked Tang Yang to stay here to take care of the fourth master, while he took Xu Yi to chase Yuan Qingling.