I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 266 A Sneak Attack From Master

By the time the little broken stone reacted, she and the cooling body had already landed on the Arctic ice.

Originally, there were stones everywhere here, but now, thousands of miles are covered with ice, and thousands of miles are covered with snow.

Little Broken Stone quietly took off the wide black hat on her head, revealing her terrifying appearance - a broken face.

At this moment, she clearly felt that she was about to disappear.

She raised her hand slowly, Wuwang Mirror was lying on her palm.

Black air billowed in the mirror, and a person was running crazily across the border.

She was startled suddenly: Mo Qingyu, live this life for me!Live well for me!

She rushed into the mirror with what little strength she had left.

She didn't care about letting the black air hit her body.

The time left for her is running out, and so is the time left for Mo Qingyu.

She finally rescued the one in the mirror, and she was about to disperse.

As she expected, that body recognized Mo Qingyu, so Mo Qingyu became a jade cauldron, and she, the half soul who laughed at herself as a small broken stone, was unknowingly attracted by something that did not belong to this body. The power of the world is replaced.

Maybe, the little broken stone here will never come back.

……

"Just like the rumors, because of a demon, your mother sacrificed and sacrificed the spirit to seal the demon."

Qingyu's expression was a little dazed. After all, she didn't experience those things herself. It was too cruel for Yang Jian to tell such tragic facts.

"..."

The evening breeze gently stroked the broken hair on Yang Jian's forehead, scratching his eyes red.

"Rest early." Qingyu raised her hand and patted Yang Jian's shoulder, before disappearing before Yang Jian's eyes.

Qingyu did not return to the tent Jiang Ziya had prepared for her, but returned to Yuquan Mountain.

She is not used to living in the military camp, not because it is not clean and tidy, but because she prefers to be alone, quietly and alone.

When Yang Jian brought the news of the great victory to Yuquan Mountain, he found that Qingyu was drunk and passed out under the big tree in the yard, with many wine cups scattered around.

That is the fruit wine they brewed together hundreds of years ago...

The large and small earth pits dug under the tree to find wine were still there. He stared blankly at the Tsing Yi Xian who was leaning against the tree, wondering why she had to set out so many wine cups when drinking alone.

A piece of pure white petals fell quietly and swayed leisurely into Qingyu's hair.

It was only now that Yang Jian discovered that the trees in the yard were still blooming?
In this courtyard for more than a hundred years, this tree is evergreen, but it only has leaves, and has never bloomed, let alone bear fruit.

He once asked Qingyu the name of the tree?Qing Yu told him it was Li Shu.

In fact, Qingyu can't name the tree. When Yuding built this yard, he waved his hand casually. How could Qingyu think of asking this?But for the sake of face, she still made up a name for the tree - Li!

"Win?" The eyelashes of the person under the tree trembled slightly, and the closed eyes slowly unfolded their brilliance, and their gazes gently fell on Yang Jian's body.

"Yes, this disciple is here to invite Master to a banquet, a celebration banquet."

Long before Yang Jian, Jiang Ziya sent a message to Qingyu, saying a lot of trivial things, and also mentioned in the letter that her precious apprentice insisted on coming to invite her in person.

This made Qingyu feel annoyed and amused, he had to do so much for something that could be done with a single spell, did he teach this disciple too much manners?
She chuckled, lowered her head, looked at the wine cup in front of her, didn't speak, and drank another cup on her own, then poured all the wine in the other wine cups on the ground.

Yang Jian silently stood aside and watched Mo Qingyu's actions, and didn't ask, he only thought that she had some deep meaning, but what was the deep meaning?Since she didn't tell, he didn't ask either.

"I won't go if I'm a teacher. You can say hello to all the uncles and uncles on my behalf."

The people on the ground waved their sleeves to put away the wine cups. At that moment, Yang Jian just counted the number of wine cups in his heart—eleven, why?
Is it the ten generals who died in the battle for Xiqi, or the ten heavenly kings of Chaoge?Maybe she didn't know it herself.

Qingyu got up and patted the dust on her robe, then handed the two jars of unopened wine on the ground to Yang Jian: "It's for you."

"Master..." He became more and more incomprehensible about the person in front of him. He only felt that the person in front of him was always shrouded in a desolate chill. It was not her treating others, but the world treating her.

He wanted to ask her, how much pain was in her heart?Why don't you want to talk to him?

It's a pity that he will never know that she doesn't belong to this world, and now she has lost the only hope of going back.

"Hahaha, help me out, I'm not used to dealing with so many people as a teacher, I can't even recognize all the juniors there, I can't eat a few mouthfuls of food at any banquet, it's not as comfortable as in the mountains, there is a need Just send a letter to the teacher for help."

Qingyu smiled, stretched her waist, and looked up at the sunset in the sky, the rays of light dyed the sky beautifully.

"Ah."

"By the way, Ziya sent a message and told me a lot of things on the battlefield. Our little Yang Jian is fine. It seems that you haven't been lazy during the time when the teacher is away. You might as well let the teacher see your current state. ?”

Qingyu looked at Yang Jian with a slightly disappointed expression, so she wanted to tease him. It's been a long time since I saw him. As a master, shouldn't I have an assessment or something to defend my face?

"Huh? Okay, Master said, how can I try?" Yang Jian didn't expect Qingyu to come out like this, but as long as he didn't drive him away, even if he could only stay with her for a while, he would be very happy.

Qingyu lowered her head suddenly, Yang Jian was puzzled, but she seemed to see a malicious smile on Qingyu's face, she suddenly raised her head, and pointed her right finger between Yang Jian's eyebrows.

Yang Jian was not on guard against the person in front of him, and the sudden blow made him stunned in place.

"Master...Master..." Yang Jian wanted to ask, but suddenly a strong sense of dizziness came over...

When I opened my eyes again, I saw that I was in an unknown field, with boundless darkness and boundless chaos.

"Master?"

There was no answer.

Within this nothingness, a white butterfly flapped its wings and broke the terrifying silence.

Yang Jian was attracted by the white butterfly and followed it.

One step out, the white butterfly turns into dust.

Turned into continuous mountains and fields, thousands of miles of rivers and rivers, the scenery is beautiful and refreshing.

Even Yang Jian, who has become a fairy, can't help being in a trance. Looking at this situation and this scene, one can forget the mundane past and cultivate one's mind and mind.

The breeze blew over the broken hair on Yang Jian's forehead, the dew on the grass dripped on Yang Jian's boots, the stream was gurgling, and a small fish wandered leisurely in the stream.

Involuntarily, Yang Jian took a step forward, and suddenly the ground cracked and the mountain collapsed, and the scene was gone forever.

(End of this chapter)