A story of a peasant girl from a poor family

The piccolo that Xuan Yue handed over has always been an important thing that he never let people touch. the importance of the month.

Seeing Xuan Yue handing him the piccolo, Chu Yan reached out to take it.

"Master."

Just two words made Chu Yan feel stuck in his throat.

The two words that used to be so easy to pronounce, but now they are called out, Chu Yan doesn't even know what to say next, and it's wrong to say anything.

And just now, Chu Yan was ready to live and die with Xuan Yue, he wanted to save others.

But it never occurred to Xuan Yue to stop when he came over.

Is there a possibility that Xuan Yue has no intention of protecting herself at all, after all, he is also among this group of people.

Xuan Yue could also see Chu Yan's entanglement, and reached out to pat Chu Yan's arm.

"A Yan, actually, I don't regret taking you as you. When I first met you, I felt that you were very similar to me, so I was moved with compassion. You are a very good disciple, and I am proud of you. If you were not in this Qingxuan Continent , you will definitely become a generation of geniuses. I played a game of chess thousands of years ago to revive Mo Li, but now it is too late. I have regrets, if I knew this would be the result, I would give up resurrecting Mo Li and look at you Little by little, it grows up and grows into a towering tree."

It can only be said that he is a contradictory and complicated person.

Even though Xuanyue is covered in blood now, no one dares to do anything to him. After all, Xuanyue is too strong in their eyes, and these people also consumed all their spiritual power in the formation just now, so everyone just watched , did not dare to shoot him.

Now this is the best result for him.

Xuan Yue is so crazy, in the final analysis, she has too deep feelings for Mo Li, and she is also hurt too deeply.

This result was not what Lin Luo wanted to see, and she even had so much compassion for Xuan Yue.

In addition, he still had the Sifang Ding in his hand, but he didn't attack everyone, which made Lin Luo not know how to evaluate Xuan Yue.

"Master, why did you take this path?" Chu Yan said with a sob.

If you don't look at Xuanyue's body slowly becoming transparent, at this time he is still the glorious Xuanyue Guoshi before.

However, he didn't take it out under such circumstances.

If he still has the strength, then they will die.

Chu Yan's tears fell and fell onto Xuan Yue's arms.

With that said, a dark golden object fell into Chu Yan's hand.

Patriarch Tang also looked at Xuanyue with a complicated expression, "Since he has integrated the Sifang Ding, why didn't he use it on us just now? If so, this formation will not be broken at all, and even the prohibition of Qingxuan Continent will be broken. "

If he had taken out the Sifang Ding just now, it would be impossible for the people here to completely break through the formation, and even if they broke the formation, [-]% of them would die.

The words of the two reached Chu Yan's ears, and Chu Yan's eyes widened, as if he understood Xuan Yue's thoughts.

As for his ruthlessness, his love for Mo Li for thousands of years, and his affection for Chu Yan as a master and apprentice, even made him give up the last-minute self-explosion, just to prevent Chu Yan from having an accident.

Ever since she found out about Yan Qingxuan and Mo Li, she had been telling Xiaota that what Mo Li did was really irresponsible, but that person was actually the one who suffered the most.

Xuan Yue's body became more and more transparent, and he said a few more words to Chu Yan, and finally his figure gradually disappeared.

When he was about to blew himself up, he was about to blew himself up successfully, but because of Chu Yan's appearance, he stopped abruptly.

The disciples of the surrounding Jiusha Temple were gearing up one by one, wanting to attack Xuanyue.

But, it was just thinking about it, so he didn't dare.

"Sifang Ding?" Someone exclaimed not far away.

"Luo Luo, what does this mean?" Mao Qiu turned to ask Lin Luo.

Mao Qiu seemed to understand, "Now we won't be in danger anymore, right?"

Lin Luo's expression was also very complicated, and she was a little uncertain about what kind of person this Xuan Yue was.

"Ayan, I'm very tired, really tired. Mo Li is the strength to keep me going. I'm not afraid of death, so don't feel sorry for me. You're crying. When you were young, you cried like a Little Baozi, very cute and heart-warming. As a master, I also sincerely regard you as my son. Unfortunately, our fate has come to an end. This is the best result for us, and you don’t have to be in a dilemma .”

It is said that Xuanyue is a sentimental person, and he led the Jiusha Temple to kill so many people, used flesh and blood to feed the Posah tree, and led the Posna tree into the way of demons.

"Xuanyue, he was able to wipe us all out just now, but he didn't use the Sifang Ding, and I don't quite understand his thoughts. Perhaps, he just wanted a result, a relief. Mo Li's soul has been nourished for thousands of years, Right now is a critical period, and he desperately wants to return to Lanchuan Continent. However, I don't know why he gave up at the critical moment, maybe he doesn't want to continue." Lin Luo said.

"I don't feel pain, I'm not unwilling, and I even feel it's a kind of relief. In the past, I hated this Qingxuan Continent named after Yan Qingxuan, but now I feel nothing. After all, you also came from here. Thousands of years of obsession, I can finally let go today, and I don’t have to suffer so hard anymore. Ah Yan, you have to practice hard, and one day you will use your own strength to break the shackles of the Qingxuan Continent and go to the Lanchuan Continent. If you can meet Mo Li’s family at that time , remember to apologize for me, it is because I am too obsessed."

"Actually, that's the case." Lin Luo nodded.

It was Patriarch Lin who spoke. People from the four great families have seen the Sifang Ding in their ancestral homes.

Xuan Yue reached out and patted Chu Yan's head, "Silly boy, everyone has obsessions in their hearts, and I am no exception. Besides Piccolo, I have one more thing for you, which can at least protect your Qingxuan Continent for a hundred years. After a hundred years, you will need to work hard on your own, if you cannot break the restriction, the aura may disappear, and there will be no more monks in the future."

Seeing that Chu Yan was so sad, Lin Luo really wanted to say a few words, but she thought that Xuanyue's death was also a large part of the reason. If she hadn't seriously injured Xuanyue in the end, he wouldn't have been seriously injured by self-explosion after stopping. If he dies, his soul will be scattered.

Since you don't want to marry someone else, don't agree to it at the beginning. This is trampling on the other's feelings on the ground.

There are still so many sect disciples, they are nothing in his eyes, they are dead when they die.

If Mo Li were to be resurrected, she would forget everything, and Xuan Yue would not necessarily be happy.

"Let's go."

Lin Luo hugged the fur ball tightly, looked at the familiar relatives behind her and spoke with a smile.

Everyone has no energy now, but everyone has a smile on their face.

Finally, everything is calm.