Eternal Gate

night.

The autumn breeze departed sadly.

Yunyan fell into Zhao Yun's arms, her eyes dimmed.

"It turns out that my apprentice is so handsome."

Her whisper, I don't know if it is talking to herself or talking to Zhao Yun.

So far, I know the true identity of the disciple, the accident, but also her shock, whether she is too stupid, or he is too real, from start to finish, I saw a person in the play.

"Are you crazy?"

Zhao Yun roared, bloodshot in his eyes, madly instilling immortal power into Yunyan's body, trying to revive her gradually defeated heart, but he knew that all this was destined to be in vain.

With a lore sword, he has no room at all.

It was he who underestimated the master, and was not affected by the feeling of forgetfulness, and was able to avoid his perception. If he had known Yunyan was there, he would not hesitate to come out for instant lore, and would not give a chance to change positions.

"Please, let her go."

Yun Yan murmured softly, clutching Zhao Yun's hand tightly.

Zhao Yun said nothing, his eyes were scarlet, even though he knew it was useless, he was still instilling the power of immortality. He hated Yunfeng but didn't hate Yunyan. This master treated him pretty well.

"Please, let her go."

Yun Yan was still talking, her beautiful eyes were dim, tears flowed down her cheeks, and never a moment...like this moment, hating herself like this, knowing that Zhao Yun hated her deeply, but she just wanted to be a disciple like this.

Don’t persuade others to be kind.

She has said it countless times, but now she is performing it perfectly.

"Please, let her go."

With these words, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

She was waiting for the disciple's answer, one life worth one life, and her life was used to meet Zhao Yuan's life.

Zhao Yun kept his mouth shut, only Xianli instilled crazily.

Of course, no matter how he mobilized the power of immortality, he couldn't stop Yunyan's rapid annihilation of vitality, not only her vitality, but also her bloodline, withered and withered like a flower.

In other words, it was swallowed by a mysterious force.

It was a dark curse, and she would never let go of her blood when she died.

"Please....."

Yun Yan's words gradually weakened.

Her dim eyes finally lost the last gleam. The tearful cheeks were gently crooked in the apprentice’s arms. The blood-stained jade hands were still holding Zhao Yun to death. Seeking a disciple, death is waiting for him to reply, but unfortunately... she didn't wait.

"Yunyan."

Zhao Yun's call was hoarse.

The answer to him was a wisp of mist. The master in his arms was dissipating, turning into fly ash every inch, reflecting the moonlight, forming wisps of mist, scattered between the sky and the earth, every strand of it was like a thread With a gentle smile, he bid farewell to the disciple and the world.

The autumn breeze blew away her smile.

There seems to be a funeral song in the dark to see her off.

Zhao Yun's eyes were full of tears, and his physique couldn't help trembling. There was a heart-piercing pain that made him groan, **** tears, which seemed to be branded and engraved in his memory.

Yunfeng looked startled.

Perhaps it wasn't until this moment that she realized that her younger sister hated her and loved her the same. Their blood was thicker than water, but her sister caused a period of suffering and pain to her sister.

boom!

A roar followed, resounding through the mountains and forests.

It was Zhao Yun who pinched Yunfeng's neck and pressed Yunfeng on the rock wall. Xu Shi was too murderous, and even the hard rock wall was smashed into a human-shaped pit by him.

His eyes were blood red, but his palms trembled.

With the same face, looking at Yunfeng as if looking at Yunyan, the master's begging words seemed to linger in his ears, begging him to let Yunfeng go and begging him to leave a way for his sister to survive.

After all, he let go.

Yun Yan's pleading for death, he finally gave an answer. He did not kill Yunfeng, only abolished her cultivation base, and forcibly erased her memory, which was considered a cause and effect.

He walked towards Liu Ruyue.

Xu is that his appearance is too scary at the moment. The scared Liu Ruyue stumbled back, her body trembled, and her cheeks were pale. It was the first time she saw Zhao Yun like this in many years.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun stretched out his hand and suppressed it with a palm.

He also filled her with a cup of water that was also unforgiving.

"Yes... I'm sorry."

When the memory was dim, Liu Ruyue said this.

Zhao Yun is silent, and like a ghost, drifting away, there is nothing to be sorry for, and there is nothing right or wrong. If there weren't that wedding ceremony, there would be no him today. Whether she is arrogant and indulgent, it doesn't matter if he doesn't know the world , Gratitude and grievances, that's the end.

Jingle Bell!

Zhao Yun is gone, like a lonely ghost, wandering in the dark.

From time to time, a crisp jingle bell rang on him. It was a string of small emerald bells, which Yun Yan personally put on him in the past. If he encounters a crisis, he can ring the bell. The master will come over as soon as possible. He is in Tianzong. I have tried it a few times and it works really well.

Shake again this time and I won't see that person again.

He didn't want Yunyan, but he killed her.

....

Three days later, he returned to Tianzong.

When Lu Yu’s elder disciples saw him, they couldn’t help but feel that Ji Hen today was a bit weird, like a famine, a lot of weight loss, a little messy hair, and a beard stubble around his mouth. Unspeakable decadence, there is no response even to say hello.

Zhao Yun went to Zizhu Peak alone.

Then, there was a tombstone on Zizhu Peak.

There is no cloud and smoke at Zizhu Peak.

Zhao Yun sat under the old tree and fell asleep leaning on the trunk.

The world thought that he was in retreat without disturbing him. Since he was asleep, he hadn't seen other people for half a month.

Half a month later, Mu Qinghan returned from the secret mansion.

Seeing the master’s tombstone, she covered her mouth, crying and whimpering in tears for a moment. Looking at the younger brother, she was covered with fallen leaves and covered with a shallow layer of dust on her shoulders. She didn’t know what had happened, but During the time I knew she was absent, something went wrong.

After that, people went up the mountain frequently.

There are elder disciples of Tianzong, as well as the elders of royal courtiers.

All come to worship.

Zhao Yun woke up, but went to sleep in another place.

The person who came was unknown, so the kid went out like a devil. He didn't say anything. When he arrived, no one knew why Yunfeng died and who killed him. This is a mystery.

Howling and crying loudly, soon all over the mountain.

The Yun family came, and the lord of Tianjue City Yun Zhantian came to him.

This night, he grew a lot older, his father was killed in battle, the eldest daughter was a waste, and the younger daughter only had the name on the tablet. He was stout throughout his life, and both the white-haired and black-haired people were given away.

"Let him rest!"

Yang Xuanzong gave an order to ban the entire Zizhu Peak.

No one dared to go for a stroll, for fear of disturbing someone, for fear that someone would suddenly go crazy. This is a lesson learned. Someone went to Zizhu Peak to steal the treasure, but was cut into disability by a sword qi.

So, don't go up if it's okay.

I don't know on which day, Huan Meng went to Zizhu Peak.

"Yunyougu found it."

This is good news from her.

Originally, when Qianqiucheng tried his best to find the rest of the Qin family? I didn't find the Qin clan, but under the wrong circumstances, I found the Yunyou Valley. To be honest, the valley is really hidden.

Looking at Zhao Yun, there was no reaction.

If you keep it in the past, if you hear this news, someone must be shining in their eyes, and in spirit, Yunyougu not only has a nice name, but also contains a lot of treasures. The treasures of the Lord Rashomon’s life can be kept. Inside, whoever listens to it is not crazy.

But today, this product doesn't seem to be very caring.

It seemed that Yunyan's death was a big blow to him.

"The elders went in, and no one came out." Huan Meng whispered.

So far, I saw Zhao Yun getting up, his hair still unkempt, and more stubble around his mouth, but his eyes, which had been dim all these days, gave him an extra look, and his eyebrows were also frowned.

He got up in one step and passed through the wall.

Did the people in his Qianqiu City suffer hardship in Yunyou Valley?

When Yunmeng chased him out, he was no longer seen, and only one word returned:

"Look at the penalty tower."

Why Zhao Yun said that Huan Meng does it every day.

This person who has been carrying hatred all the way is too tired to live.

Perhaps only by killing Zi Yihou will he truly unburden him.

Quack!

Dapeng spread its wings, like a golden light across the night.

Dapeng is quite spiritual and can smell a deep sorrow. Little Qilin is more sensible. He ran out of Danhai and lay next to Zhao Yun, sometimes rubbing Zhao Yun with his small head.

Zhao Yun smiled hoarsely and said nothing.

He sat there, silent all the way, and slept for a long night, his mind was more peaceful, because of his calm mind, he thought more, he clearly remembered that a few moments before Yun Yan died, his blood was swallowed up, nothing happened. Does this happen to the cursed person when he dies? Or, Guiming can control the spell remotely. Whose blood can be swallowed at any time?

Soon, he returned to Qianqiu City.

This time, there were still people greeted at the gate of the city, but it was not a funny gesture. It was known that Master Zhao Yun was dead. The kid was very sad. Also, the crowd went to Yunyougu, so far none of them have come out. If this is one The bad news, they really couldn't laugh.

"Sorry."

The phoenix dance is there, and his whispers are also sad.

Zhao Yun smiled and looked around Qianqiu City.

The sky is not there, the demon's elder and others are not there, only Zi Ling is a quasi sky, and there is still a problem with the cultivation method, and he is in retreat. As for the others, most of them are in Yunyougu.

"Why not wait for me."

Zhao Yun closed his eyes, frowning for a while.

If the peak powerhouses of Qianqiu City were all folded in the Yunyou Valley, how heavy the casualties would be.

"I want to find you."

The devil coughed dry, and Feng Wu took a deep breath.

The two of them only said half of what they said and didn’t say later, but someone should understand. Those days, they wanted to find Zhao Yun, and I really couldn’t bear to harass them. Now that I can’t find it, I just go in one, and I won’t see one. The ghost knows what mystery is hidden in the cloud valley.

But there is nothing wrong with thinking about it.

Who is the Lord Rashomon, Rashomon rules.

The place where her treasures are hidden is so simple to talk about.

Blame, blame, they are too aggressive.

"I have asked the ghost face Yama." Zhao Yun said.

"I asked, he seems to have no idea about Yungu." Feng Wu whispered. This is normal. How could Luo Sheng's Treasure Land tell others, even if the other party is a Heavenly Killer.

"All stay in the city."

Zhao Yun didn't say much, then turned and left.

During the period, he did not forget to glance at the Lord of the Rings. The Master Luo Sheng was still in the ice jade coffin. He was thinking, could this lady talk nonsense and deliberately cheat others, and deliberately set him off!

If this is the case, Cang Qiong and others will be more fortunate.

What kind of existence is the Heavenly Martial Realm, if you are digging a hole with enough effort, whoever goes in will be unlucky, even he has to be careful, and if one step is not good, he will be folded inside.

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Two chapters today.