Thousands of elegance

Chapter 243: A Different Year (2)
Many brothers went down and never came up again, but if the master didn't say stop, they would keep looking for it forever.

It wasn't until half a year later that the master went down in person after recovering from his injuries. He didn't know what the master had experienced down there, and when he came up, his face was pale.Since then, no one has been asked to go down, but there are always people from Yunxiao Palace guarding the mountain.

They have all seen the dangers of Yungu, and under such circumstances, it could be said that it was more or less ominous for Miss Yun to fall that day.

Jun Yuehao's performance that day shocked them, but they were also worried. It was inevitable that he had long nights and dreams, and he was sent back to the Kingdom of the Kingdom when he was in a coma. It was inevitable that something happened halfway, so Qiu Mubai directly gave him some medicine to make him fall into a coma. kingdom.It can be said that all the people Jun Yuehao brought were lost, and they were escorted back to the country by Jun Yuexie's secret guards along the way.And the only one who followed Yun Qing was the dark guard who was left at the foot of the mountain to recuperate.

It is said that after Jun Yuehao woke up, she kept silent and shut herself in the study for half a month without taking a single step.

Li Yexi was seriously injured, and the leader of the country was so worried that he hurriedly withdrew his troops and recruited good doctors to treat him. This also shows the position of Li Yexi in the heart of the leader of the country.

The four countries once again restored calm and peaceful coexistence.

I just don't know whether the appearance of Li Yexi in this martial arts conference indicates that this balance will be broken again?After all, Li Guo's ambition has been put on the table, and it was only stranded because of Li Yexi's severe injury. If Li Yexi had nothing to do, could this balance continue?

Xuanfeng blinked, for three years, the master never got out of the wound of Miss Yun's departure, but just sealed it in his heart, smiled wryly, and still remembered watching that person jump off the cliff, his heart still felt like Heart-piercing pain, so when the master came here to pay homage, no, to remember Miss Yun, he asked to come with the master, and it lasted three years.

Liuli's eyes were full of pain, she quietly looked down the cliff, as if seeing the bottom of the valley through the clouds and mist.The hands in the sleeves were clenched tightly, and a silver hairpin was tightly pressed to the palm of his hand, a trace of grief surged in his heart, and he stroked the silver hairpin in his hand.

Yun'er, are you okay down there?

Yun'er, it's been three years, why haven't you appeared yet?

Yun'er, do you know how much it hurts me to have no heart?
Yun'er, don't keep me waiting, okay?
Yun'er, I don't believe that you will really leave me, but why don't you always come?

Yun'er, those who hurt you, no matter who they are, I will never let them go!
The white clothes fluttered, the hair fluttered lightly, Tsinghua's demeanor disappeared instantly, the aura of pain was replaced by fierceness, and the aura of exiled immortals revealed a faint domineering aura.Turn around and walk towards the way you came.

I looked back again, Miss Yun, Lian'er, keep your Qiu Xuanfeng in mind, if you have spirits in the sky, please be careful, and see how Xuanfeng and Master will eliminate all the murderers who hurt you!He turned around and strode forward to follow the elegant and domineering figure in front of him.

under the cliff, somewhere

A stunningly beautiful woman suddenly stretched out her hand to caress her chest, her brows were slightly frowned, and her cold eyes were full of puzzlement, why did she feel so heartbroken and out of breath just now?
The pain was indescribable, dense and suffocating like ants biting.

Putting her white jade fingers on her wrist, she lightly felt for her pulse. The pulse was steady and strong, without any abnormalities. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned. What happened to the heartache just now?

For three years, every year on this day, she would feel dull and out of breath, but this year the feeling was stronger.

The woman raised her eyes, looked at the void outside the window, and sighed softly, "Father, are you thinking about Qing'er?"Is it your heartache?

(End of this chapter)