Ye Xiaochuan carried Wangcai on his shoulders and quickly caught up with Yun Qiyou in front. He didn't say anything, and just flew side by side with her.
He could understand Yun Qiyou's mood.
If his master passed away, he would probably go crazy.
But Yun Qiyou suddenly walked calmly, which gave Ye Xiaochuan a bad premonition.
Painful emotions must not be suppressed and must be released. Now Yun Qiyou is suppressing the sadness in his heart. Both of them are masters of cultivation, and their flying speed at full speed is naturally extremely fast. Only two strange lights, one green and one white, are seen in the night sky.
Flashing away like two shooting stars, flying thousands of miles in an hour is nothing compared to the time when Ning Xiangruo rushed back to Cangxuan from the Jiuxuan Fairyland in the far north in seven days.
Yunshan, the speed is even faster.
Ye Xiaochuan estimated that at this speed, he could enter Jiannan East Road at dawn and fly back to Cangyun before dusk tomorrow.
He was a little tired, and there was nothing he could do now. Ye Xiaochuan could only bite the bullet and follow Yun Qiyou.
What's more, he really wants to go back now.
That bastard Zhou Wu said that his old alcoholic master was also poisoned with three-thirds of the poison. He didn't know if the foundation was damaged. If the master hurt a hair, he would cut the poisoner into pieces with a thousand cuts and execute him in Lingchi.
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Today is the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is New Year's Eve. It is not cold in Lingnan during the cold winter season, but they have already left the range of Lingnan for two to three thousand miles and are gradually approaching Jiannan East Road. The temperature begins to slowly drop.
Already.
At dawn, the ground beneath my feet was already covered with snow.
Ye Xiaochuan was mentally prepared to fly from Lingnan to Cangyun Mountain in one breath. However, at dawn, Yun Qiyou suddenly stopped flying and landed on a mountain peak more than a thousand feet high. He stood on the top of the peak and looked at
The rising sun.
Ye Xiaochuan fell next to her and said nothing, but gently held her hand.
Yun Qiyou's hand was stiff and cold. After Ye Xiaochuan held it tightly for a moment, her palm gradually softened.
Ye Xiaochuan said softly: "Qiyou, we are still at most six or seven thousand miles away from Cangyun Mountain. Hurry up and we should be able to get back tonight. But, do you want to send Senior Sister Ning a paper crane to ask?
"It's about Senior Uncle Jingshui." Yun Qiyou said slowly: "Since arriving at the ends of the earth, I sent many paper cranes to senior sister, but I didn't receive a single reply. At first I thought it was because of the long journey, and the paper cranes
I can’t fly to Cangyun. Now I understand. The senior sister didn’t know what to say to me, so she didn’t reply to me.
Xin. A year ago in Jiuxuan Fairyland, Senior Sister hurried back, and I felt something was wrong. It turned out that Master passed away at that time... at that time. Why did Senior Sister hide it from me? Why!"
Ye Xiaochuan coughed lightly and said, "You can't blame Senior Sister Ning for this, blame me."
"What?"
Yun Qiyou suddenly turned his head and stared at him with a look that made Ye Xiaochuan tremble.
Yun Qiyou slowly let go of Ye Xiaochuan's hand and said word by word: "Have you known about this for a long time?"
Ye Xiaochuan did not dare to look into Yun Qiyou's eyes. At this time, he felt that it was time for him to confess. He had begged Ning Xiangruo not to tell Yun Qiyou about this. He could not let Senior Sister Ning take the blame for this.
Said: "Yes, I was the first to receive the news of Master Jingshui's death in Yuhua. Ordinary people cannot pass paper cranes to the Nine-Xuan Immortal Realm. My master sent it to me. I told Senior Sister Ning because I begged for it at the beginning.
Senior Sister Ning, don’t tell you about this for the time being.”
Yun Qiyou was stunned and swayed a few times.
The man in front of her was the most important and most trusted man in her life. She never expected that the person she was deeply attached to would actually deceive her!
If it was something else, I might be able to forgive him.
However, the person who died was his master who raised him and taught him his skills.
Two consecutive blows in one day almost brought Yun Qiyou to the point of collapse.
Tears silently streaked down her pale and sad cheeks.
She slowly said these three words: "Why!"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "I have my reasons, can you stop asking?"
Yun Qiyou said in a hoarse tone: "I want to know."
Ye Xiaochuan smiled bitterly, still not daring to look into Yun Qiyou's eyes, and walked around the peak with his hands behind his back.
Said: "Back in the Nine-Xuan Immortal Realm, the journey to the Nether Sea was about to begin. If I told you the sad news of Master Jingshui's Bo Yuhua's death, you would definitely return to the Middle Earth immediately, and the journey to the Nether Sea would be suspended."
Yun Qiyou was furious and said: "Can you conceal this matter from me for the sake of the Xuanshuang Divine Sword? Even if it is interrupted this time, I will still have a chance to go there in the future!"
Ye Xiaochuan shook his head feebly and said: "I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future."
Yun Qiyou's body suddenly shook again and asked: "Why?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Can you please stop asking? There are some things that I can't tell you yet. Qiyou, if you want to blame, just blame me. Everything is my fault and has nothing to do with Senior Sister Ning."
Yun Qiyou said slowly: "Why?"
Ye Xiaochuan finally turned his head this time and looked at Yun Qiyou. Seeing Yun Qiyou's face bursting with tears at this moment, Ye Xiaochuan felt like a knife was cutting through his heart.
He knew that such a day would come, but he didn't expect that this day would finally come. Although he was heartbroken, he seemed to feel a little relieved.
During this period of time, Ye Xiaochuan has been carrying too heavy a burden.
Yun Qiyou knew nothing about everything, but he was the easiest. He shouldered all the burdens by himself.
He couldn't say to the woman in front of him: Just like your mother, you both have a delicate heart with seven orifices and a lonely star chasing the sun.
He would rather bear all this silently than see Yun Qiyou in pain and despair.
At this time, Yun Qiyou had just learned about the death of his master. If he told her about the Qiqiao Exquisite Heart at this moment, he was really not sure whether Yun Qiyou could bear it.
He stared into Yun Qiyou's cold eyes and tried to keep his voice calm and gentle.
He said: "Believe me, everything I do has my reasons. When the time comes, I will tell you everything. Qiyou, will you believe me?"
The four eyes were mingled, and they were speechless. Only the cold wind on the top of the mountain was whistling in the ears. It seemed that even Wangcai felt something was wrong, hiding in Ye Xiaochuan's arms and not daring to show his head.
After a long time, Yun Qiyou slowly closed her eyes, but tears continued to flow from the corners of her eyes, sliding down her cheeks, and then fell down by the cold wind.
"I believe in you. I know you will never harm me. I hope you don't make me wait too long."
Ye Xiaochuan reached out and hugged Yun Qiyou.
The moment Yun Qiyou was hugged into his arms, she could no longer suppress it and lay on Ye Xiaochuan's shoulder and cried loudly. Ye Xiaochuan patted her back gently and said softly: "Cry, cry.
