As soon as Di Shiyin returned to Luojia Mountain, he immediately summoned his disciples, Lian Yu, Zi Sang Hewan, Da Moliu and He Jinyu led their respective disciples to come quickly, and there was a lot of excitement on Luojia Mountain——

And after they arrived, Luo Qingyu knew from their mouths that the Purple Lotus Sect had been severely injured this time.

In the past few days when Di Shiyin and Luo Qingyu disappeared, disciples of Zilian Sect from all over the country disappeared one after another, and when they were found again, they died in the wilderness.

Fortunately, because Di Shiyin notified the four major disciples in advance to be on guard against Feng Xiaoxun, so the four major disciples and some of the backbone of the gang all concealed their whereabouts, and thus escaped from Feng Xiaoxun's murderous hands...

If so, Zilian Sect disciples also lost nearly a quarter. [

Although the four disciples were deeply saddened and angry, they were still very pleased to see their master returned safely, and reported their current situation to the master one after another.

Da Moliu was even more heartbroken, because he still hadn't contacted Yunyin Lianyue these days, and there was no news of him in Canghai.

His newlywed wife shed tears every day in Prince Jing's mansion, but no one knew where he had gone.

Di Shiyin just listened indifferently. Although he didn't say anything, Luo Qingyu still saw the faint whiteness of his knuckles holding the teacup——

With so many disciples gathered together, rebuilding Luojia Mountain is naturally no problem.

Half a month later, Luojia Mountain returned to its former greenness, green waters, singing birds and fragrant flowers.

Everything seems to be back to normal.

Even the house in the snowmelt valley has been restored to its former appearance.

But Luo Qingyu faintly felt that everything could not go back...

She knew that the loss of Zilianmen this time was all due to her alone. If she didn't know how to wash the sheets when the aunt came, she wouldn't have caused such a series of changes...

Luojia Mountain can be rebuilt to look exactly like the past, but those innocent lives will never come back——

Luo Qingyu also has her own courtyard - Feiyu Pavilion.

Because everything was in vain, so the four major disciples did not leave immediately after seeing their master, and would go to Melting Snow Valley to discuss matters with their master every day.

In the first few days, Luo Qingyu followed the four senior brothers to the peak every day.

But she didn't know the specific mechanism of Zilianmen, so she couldn't say a few words.

There is a meeting hall in the bamboo building, Di Shiyin sits at the top, and several major disciples stand below in order.

Luo Qingyu was the youngest, so she was naturally at the bottom, almost standing by the door.

Every time she sees the Great Master sitting there high above, lazily propping her chin to listen to the reports from the disciples, she always feels in a trance.

The distance between him and her is gradually widening. [

He also treated her like a real disciple, no different from Zi Sang Hewan and the others.

This was exactly what she had hoped for, but why was there always an inexplicable sense of loss lingering in her heart?

After each meeting, Luo Qingyu would leave Snow Melting Valley with the other four senior brothers.

Di Shiyin will not leave her alone again. Bleak Bleak 

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