I am a dead man, why should fairies die for me?

Fang Ling did not tell Song Chanyi about this matter because it was unnecessary and she wouldn't care anyway.

Fang Ling actually didn't care very much, he just wanted to complete the task and get freedom.

Now, there is only half a month left before the task is completed.

Fang Ling raised his head and glanced at the sky, and a smile appeared on his expressionless face.

He doesn't have any lofty goals, he just doesn't want to be dependent on others and not be free.

......

The courtyard where Fang Ling lives is the courtyard where ordinary disciples live. As for Song Chanyi, as a direct disciple, of course there is a better place.

The courtyard is very simple, but also clean.

Fang Ling didn't have any requirements for where he lived, as long as he wasn't disturbed.

In fact, the guards or servants of other disciples cannot have a separate courtyard like Fang Ling.

However, Fang Ling naturally cannot generalize. Even some elders in the sect wanted to accept him as a disciple, but he rejected them all.

After entering the room, Fang Ling sat cross-legged on the bed and began to close his eyes to heal his injuries.

Although I only took two shots today, it still affected my injuries and must be suppressed as soon as possible, otherwise it will become more serious.

Two hours later, Fang Ling exhaled a breath of turbid air and opened his eyes. There was nothing serious for the time being.

However, in front of him, a figure appeared at some point.

However, Fang Ling was not surprised at all. He stood up and asked, "Qiu, is something wrong?"

The person in front of him was a woman with an extremely graceful figure. She was also dressed in black, but she wore a dark mask on her face. Her face could not be seen at all. Only a pair of clear eyes were exposed. It's mysterious.

In addition, her long snow-white hair is extremely conspicuous.

Like Fang Ling, this person was a soldier trained by the mysterious family. During the month that Fang Ling was recovering from his injuries, the family was worried about Song Chanyi, so they sent her over.

"Let me see your injury."

Qiu's voice was very clear, the voice of a young woman.

Fang Ling shook his head and said, "No need, my injury has healed."

"Let me take a look." Qiu insisted inexplicably.

Fang Ling frowned and looked at Qiu. Anyone who knew him well knew that every time he frowned, it meant that he was in a bad mood.

Qiu stared at him stubbornly, refusing to give in.

After a while, Fang Ling sighed. This might be the only person who made him unable to do anything. He stretched out his right hand and said nothing.

Qiu immediately stepped forward and put two fingers on Fang Ling's wrist. After a moment of feeling, she trembled and said in a hurried tone: "How come your Yuan Hai is so exhausted! It seems...it seems that Yuan Hai is all gone." Already damaged..."

Qiu looked at Fang Ling in disbelief. Of course she understood that the damage to Yuan Hai meant that Fang Ling's future was almost ruined, and he could only cultivate to the Four Symbols Realm at best.

Fang Ling retracted his right hand and said calmly: "If you want to escape from the hands of a strong man in the Tongxu Realm, how can you do it without paying a price?"

"I'll beg the lady to help you recover. If that doesn't work, I'll beg the head of the family..."

"No, and you know it's useless."

"No, no..."

"Qiu." Fang Ling's tone suddenly became stern, and Qiu finally came to his senses and looked up at Fang Ling, his eyes full of sadness.

Fang Ling's tone softened and he said, "I have no value anymore. The family cannot spend too much on me."

"But I won't be willing to give it a try."

"The blood that flows through me is not the Song family's blood. I'm just an outsider, so it's useless."

"But you were obviously hurt because of Miss. I just think it's unfair." Qiu's voice was a little sad.

"It's okay, I don't care." Fang Ling smiled.

Looking at the smile on Fang Ling's face, Qiu murmured: "You are always like this, no matter what happens, you say you don't care, but..."

She didn't continue talking about the latter words.

"Promise me not to tell the lady and family about this, okay?"

"why?"

Fang Ling said softly: "Because I will be called back to the clan and then left idle. I don't want that."

Qiu nodded solemnly and said, "I promise you."

There is a feud between the clan and Fang Ling, and there are many people who dislike Fang Ling. If they learn about Fang Ling's current situation, they will definitely add insult to injury, so they must be more careful.

But in fact, what Fang Ling said is not the main reason.

Fang Ling looked at Qiu in front of him, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

Probably, we should hide it from her and leave secretly.

Chapter 3 The beginning of change

There is a simple two-story bamboo building beside a cliff in Yunhe Peak. The bamboo building is green and looks very elegant. There is also a small flower garden around it, with some flowers and plants planted in it. It's neat, but it doesn't have any supernatural effect. It's obviously just a random thing done by the owner of this place.

At this moment, by the window on the second floor, a woman in white was reading a book. Her expression was as peaceful as snow, which made people feel unreal, as if she was someone who shouldn't exist here.

After a moment, the tranquility was suddenly destroyed.

"Sister Song, you finally returned to the sect. Without you, I was detained by my mother again. I am bored to death!"

A girl in a red dress came with a sword, and the voice could be heard far away. When she came to the bamboo building, she put away her spiritual sword. When she saw Song Chanyi by the window, she waved her hand happily, and then He rushed into the bamboo building in a hurry.

The girl in the red dress looks like she is only about 16 years old, but her figure is already quite slim and graceful. Her eyes are very smart, like a bright moon. Her face is still a little immature now, but it is foreseeable that she will be a stunning woman in the future.

The girl in the red dress is named Yin Qiaoqiao. Although she is not a direct disciple, she is the daughter of the head of the Tianyan Sect and has a very special status.

But her ability to enter and leave the bamboo building freely has nothing to do with her identity.

After a while, Yin Qiaoqiao arrived at the second floor. She wanted to go over and hold Song Chanyi's arm and have some intimacy, but she was given a gentle look by Song Chanyi and she didn't dare in an instant.

But she still pouted, walked to the side, and said somewhat unhappily: "Sister Song, you didn't even know to look for me when you came back."

Song Chanyi was still looking through the books in her hands and said calmly: "You will come to me anyway."

Yin Qiaoqiao thought so, and sat down next to Song Chanyi, lying on the table, looking at Song Chanyi's flawless face, feeling that she would never get tired of looking at it.

Even though they were both women, she felt that Song Chanyi was too good-looking.

Especially when she glanced at the curvature of Song Chanyi's chest, she instantly felt a little unconfident, and she didn't know how much she could grow in the future.

If it doesn't work, just check to see if there are any techniques...

"By the way, Sister Song, I heard that guy Wang Yuqiong provoked you?" Yin Qiaoqiao seemed to mention the matter casually.

"Well, it's resolved."

"Fang Ling is so powerful. I heard that he only used two swords to make Wang Yuqiong not dare to take action again."

"good."

Yin Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes and said with some gossip, "I heard that Fang Ling seems to like you, Sister Song."

"Really?" Song Chanyi was a little careless.

Song Chanyi's attitude made Yin Qiaoqiao a little discouraged, and said, "I heard from others that Fang Ling only agreed to be a guard because of you, Sister Song. Is it true?"

"maybe."

Song Chanyi didn't care about this kind of thing.

Yin Qiaoqiao continued to ask without giving up: "Hey, Sister Song, what do you think of Fang Ling?"

Song Chanyi stopped turning the pages, and the figure of Fang Ling appeared in her mind. She shook her head and said softly: "I wholeheartedly cultivate Taoism."

In her opinion, everything Fang Ling did was what he should do. Of course, she didn't mind having Fang Ling following behind her on the road to pursuing the great road.

There's no particular reason, I'm just used to it.

After all, it had been almost seven years since the two of them had known each other since the day Fang Ling was selected by her.

......

On the ten peaks of Tianyan Sect, an elder will preach in public every half month. These elders all have the cultivation level of Tongxu Realm. This kind of opportunity is very rare and rare.

Yunhe Peak is naturally no exception. Almost all disciples will be present every time, and even disciples from other peaks will come over.

But most of them are actually here for Song Chanyi.

After all, most of the time, Song Chanyi's whereabouts are uncertain, and she can only catch a glimpse of her when the elders are preaching.

Song Chanyi appeared with Yin Qiaoqiao very early. After arriving, they stood aside and no one dared to disturb them.

But the two of them still attracted most of the attention, with Song Chanyi attracting the most attention in the sect. Although her temperament kept people away from thousands of miles away, this attracted many disciples in the sect even more.

However, since she started, most of those who dared to attack her have been defeated by Fang Ling. Those who seek death like Wang Yuqiong yesterday are actually very rare to see.

As for Yin Qiaoqiao, although many people also have many thoughts about her, there are really not many people who dare to approach her, and there are absolutely no people who have wrong thoughts. After all, her father, the head of Tianyan Sect, is a real person. The upper three realms.

That is the real man on the mountain top.

The other true disciples, except Wang Yuqiong, also arrived one after another, and each went to talk to the disciples with whom he was close.

"Where's Senior Brother Wang?"

"Senior Brother Wang claimed that he wanted to practice in seclusion, so he didn't come."

"Are you stupid? That's why you didn't dare to come here because you felt that you were losing face."

"That's how it is..."

"By the way, why hasn't Fang Ling come over yet?"

"Yes, this guy is usually Song Chanyi's follower. He follows her wherever she goes. He's so infatuated."

A strange voice suddenly sounded.

Everyone around them changed their expressions, wondering who was so brave. When they saw it, it was actually Gong Qiu, one of the True Legends. He had suffered at the hands of Fang Ling, so it was no wonder he was like this.

However, what he said was actually correct. Fangling was like Song Chanyi's shadow. Wherever Song Chanyi appeared, he would definitely be there.

Song Chanyi has been here for a long time today, but Fang Ling still hasn't appeared, which is strange.

"Sister Song, where are the people from Fengling?"

Yin Qiaoqiao was also surprised. She looked around and never saw Fang Ling, feeling a little disappointed in her heart.

"I don't know." Song Chanyi shook her head.

She rarely asked about Fang Ling's affairs, but this was the first time that Fang Ling left without a trace without notifying him in advance.

But then I thought about it, maybe Fang Ling was delayed for something, that's all, she wasn't a harsh person.

......

Until the end of the mission, Fang Ling never showed up.

Yin Qiaoqiao carefully looked at Song Chanyi's face and asked, "Sister Song, should we go find Fangling and ask him why he didn't come?"

"No need."

Song Chanyi's voice was as cold as ever, and she had already turned around and left.

......

At night, Song Chanyi sat by the window on the second floor of the bamboo building, looking at the full moon in the sky with a calm expression.

Naturally, she waited for Fang Ling to take the initiative to explain to her.

If there was a special reason, she would not blame Fang Ling. After all, Fang Ling did have a lot of credit.

However, Fang Ling did not come.

"Qiu." Song Chanyi said.

Qiu, with snow-white hair, appeared three steps behind Song Chanyi and said softly: "Miss, do you have any instructions?"

"Where is Fang Ling now?"

"Practice at your residence."

"Where did he go today?"

"I've been in the library all day."