"Don't cry, don't cry, step on the art of art, seek immortality, seek immortality, and be hard every step. Aunt is also a person who has experienced it, knows your suffering!"

Seeing Zhirong kneeling on the rough and cold stone steps and crying sadly, Aunt Mou changed her previous sternness and couldn't help but feel soft and helped her up.

A mortal's life span is only a few decades, and it can even die at birth.

In the art of art, people are clever and gather spiritual energy to temper themselves. If they cannot break the void and turn into immortals, they will only last for a thousand years. During this period, there are very few relatives and friends who can accompany them to the end.

Unless they ascend together, the loneliness of the heavens and man forever is still inevitable.

This is the world of the earthly world. Many people want to break free and cannot get it. They eventually struggle in the world and eventually sink into the world.

Even though he felt Aunt Mou's warm arms, Zhirong cried louder and louder. Even if his fellow disciples were competing for each other, they would inevitably compete with each other. They seemed harmonious on the surface, but in fact they were selfish, and it was difficult for people to truly trust each other.

The Li family Xiaofeng sent by Feng Niang seemed to be out of tune, but in fact she gave her a trace of warmth in her art practice. Before she could continue to taste it, she never thought that God once again cruelly took him away.

At this moment, my heart was cut by a knife, and Zhirong couldn't stop her crying.

Aunt Mou sighed again in her heart. That Li Xiaoliang is really the devil star of this female disciple.

She suddenly raised her eyebrows and looked up at the sky. She saw a sword light falling from the sky, intending to stop the reckless guy.

But after seeing the inner disciple who was rashly breaking into the top of Dingxue Peak, he jumped off the flying sword and said hurriedly: "Disciple Yonghe, pay homage to Aunt Mou!"

He then changed his tone and said, "Zhirong, Xiao Huang is back!"

"Has Xiao Huang found his body? What did you say..."

Zhirong's crying stopped abruptly, and her red and swollen eyes looked at the other person in shock.

Although she could not invite the sect leader and elders, the senior brothers and sisters who followed her were all sent out to find Li Xiaoliang's life and death and traces.

But unexpectedly, there was news about the idea of ​​"a dead horse" as a living horse.

"What? Xiao Huang is back? That boy is back?"

Aunt Mou looked incredible.

Yonghe said respectfully: "Yes, Junior Brother Xiao Huang is back!"

Although Aunt Mou is not an elder of the sect, her prestige is no less than any elder in the sect. Whether it is an outer disciple or an inner disciple, she is very respectful.

"really?"

Aunt Mou widened her eyes, still unable to believe her ears.

"Unshot!"

It seemed as if it was for Kuan Zhirong's heart, Yonghe hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Still unscathed?

How could a disciple of the God Refining Realm encounter a real person with a ill-hearted heart? How could he have such a thing as unharmed? Even if he escapes a life, he should be dying.

"Go! Go and have a look!"

Aunt Mou seemed more anxious than Zhirong. It was already a miracle that Li Xiaoliang could return to the sect alive, and it was even more unbelievable that he would jump around safely.

As soon as she released the flying sword, she saw Zhirong's pale body shaking. She hurriedly stepped forward to support her and fed another pill. Seeing that her face was a little rosy, she sighed: "Daughter, learn to cherish blessings, don't worry your little enemy."

When I saw Zhirong, Aunt Mou remembered her when she was young. There was a person who had once been worried about her. Unfortunately, God was willing to do anything, and that person had already turned into a handful of loess, leaving her alone in this cold and hard hall.

"Thank you, aunt!"

With tears in his eyes, Zhirong quickly reached out to comb her messy hair. She didn't want Li Xiaoliang to see her embarrassed appearance.

"Let's go! Yonghe, lead the way!"

Aunt Mou held the poor little girl, stepped onto the flying sword, and rushed straight out of Dingxue Peak.

Yonghe, who came to report, quickly drove the flying sword to lead the way. Two sword lights flew forward and backward to the Eagle-billed Cliff not far away.

At this time, Li Xiaobai was surrounded by more than a dozen disciples of his classmates and joked. It was hard to imagine that he unexpectedly encountered the powerful real person in the full realm of Shenxiao Palace. Not only did he kill the three fetal-condensing magicians led by the other party, he could also come back without any harm.

This kind of luck is beyond imagination.

"............ After the persuasion of this young master, Wuchengzi, in Shenxiao Palace, finally realized his mistakes, his murderous intentions dissipated, he turned his evil and returned to justice. Finally, he bowed and sent me away. The righteous path on earth is vicissitudes. Everyone must be sure that there are justice and justice in this world. There are only a very small number of stubborn people who are unforgivable. If there are gods on your head, the evil people will definitely not escape the cycle of reincarnation of heaven."

Standing in the crowd, Li Xiaobai was talking nonsense with saliva flying.

You are not here to eliminate justice, why do you make people believe in justice?

The disciples of Jingshuang Sect obviously did not believe it. They listened to it completely as interesting stories, just like the story of Journey to the West, becoming a rare pleasure in boring art practice.

This little enemy was talking nonsense again. Zhirong heard Li Xiaobai's voice from afar and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

He was so worried about him that he was heartbroken and asked for no way. This little devil was fine. After returning safely, he was setting up a dragon gate formation with his senior brothers and sisters. He really treated himself as a lotus flower and could be called a powerful person in the full realm.

She squeezed into the crowd and raised her hand.

"Hey! Be gentle, Senior Sister, be gentle, your ears are about to break!"

The little devil screamed, and all his fellow disciples immediately scattered, but none of them were willing to act bravely.

"Why are you so uneasy? If you are so bold and arrogant, how can you live with your senior sister..."

As he spoke, Zhirong's tears fell again.

I was worried and worried, but this kid seemed to be fine.

"Senior sister, I am not bold and arrogant. I really understand the feelings and the reason, oh..."

Li Xiaobai was about to explain, but his ears hurt and he grinned again.

"Dare you still talking nonsense!"

Zhirong's beautiful eyes were wide open and her female power was full of power.

Why is no one willing to believe it? Li Xiaobai really wants to find a place to draw circles.

"You two, alas!"

These two enemies were looking for death when they were gone, and when they saw them, they were so desperate. Aunt Mou smiled and shook her head, and even raised the sword light and soared into the air. She really had no intention of disturbing the grudges and hatred between the two children.

In this small yard on Yingzui Cliff, only Li Xiaobai and Zhirong were left in the blink of an eye.

"How could that warlock from Shenxiao Palace let you go?"

Zhirong let go of her hand angrily and glared at this guy who was speechless.

Li Xiaobai rubbed his red ears and said with a bitter face: "Of course, he was me..." If he kept twisting like this, he would sooner or later become a second senior brother.

"Kill?"

Zhirong blurted out.

"Of course not, he was called by me, uh! No!"

Li Xiaobai noticed that his senior sister's eyes suddenly became very scary, and quickly changed his words: "A big monster happened to appear at that time, and the demonic energy surged. I flew a few shots and took the opportunity to escape!"

In front of my senior sister, I really couldn't even tell the truth.

"It's true! I'll do this next time I'll see how my senior sister deals with you!"

In Zhirong's opinion, it is almost impossible for Li Xiaobai to kill the real person in the full realm of Shenxiao Palace. It is very difficult to kill him. If he encounters an accident and takes the opportunity to escape, he may be spared.

Her tone of speech became weaker and weaker, her face was haggard, and she seemed very tired, and her body began to shake.

"Senior sister?"

Li Xiaobai hurriedly held Zhirong's shoulders, but found that the softness was not under pressure. He was about to fall to the ground, and quickly picked up her legs across the waist and picked her up horizontally.

"So sleepy!"

Zhirong had slowly closed her eyes and muttered unconsciously.

I rushed back to the sect with all my strength after not closing my eyes for several days and nights. With my mind, I was already exhausted. Even if I took Aunt Mou’s pill just now, it only nourished my body with the power of medicine, but my mental fatigue was not so easy to recover.

Sleeping deeply is the only way.

When he saw Li Xiaobai returning to the sect safely, Zhirong, who had completely relaxed, was tightly seized by the sleepiness that came up unintentionally.

Confirm that Zhirong was just falling into a deep sleep, Li Xiaobai breathed a sigh of relief-

"Xiao Huang! Don't leave me!"

Zhirong, who was curled up in the fragrant quilt like a kitten, muttering to herself from time to time until she caught something in her hand, then she calmed down.

He moved slightly under his nose, and he moaned and slowly opened his eyes.

In the familiar bed quilt, Zhirong looked at the roof blankly with her eyes open, and suddenly noticed something strange in her hands, warm and soft.

Subconsciously, he found that it was a hand, and then saw Li Xiaobai sitting beside his bed, Zhirong exclaimed in surprise.

"Ah! Xiao Huang, why are you here?"

Two red clouds quietly climbed onto Zhirong's cheeks, and she quickly let go and grabbed her quilt tightly.

"Senior sister has been worried about her for so long, so it is also appropriate for her to take care of her senior sister to rest."

Li Xiaobai showed his snow-white and neat teeth, which made Zhirong feel hot all over. He was unconsciously twisted by his legs. His voice was like a mosquito humming, and he said shyly: "This is the boudoir of his daughter, and men and women will not kiss you!"

The subtext is that a man and a woman are alone, how can you be embarrassed to stay here?

Li Xiaobai looked around in confusion.
To be continued...