Weak Eldest Miss Defies Her Fate

Yun Jinxiu, "... "So?"

He seemed to be recalling his memories as his eyes sparkled brilliantly. "She was as cold and independent as you, and when she did things, she distinguished between kindness and hatred, and was extremely decisive. At that time, why didn't I have any feelings for her?"

Yun Jinxiu, "..." The meaning behind his words caused her pupils to slightly contract.

"What do you mean by that, do you understand?" His breath was so close that she could clearly see his long eyelashes, thick and dense, but just fine and fine.

In the past, she had felt that the skin was just an external object that could not hide the ugliness of the human heart. She was used to seeing the heart through the skin, no matter how good the appearance was, it could not hide the ugliness of the human heart.

Yet, looking at him, she actually became so superficial.

Yun Jinxiu's eyelashes trembled: What?

She was so engrossed in it that she forgot what he meant.

Gong Liche pulled her hand, and said while wiping her tears: "I am only sighing emotionally, fate is mysterious."

Yun Jinxiu watched as the handkerchief wiped off the water droplets on her hands. Her hand was wrapped around his palm, and although the temperature was a little cool, the inside of his heart was warm.

"Fate?" Yun Jinxiu looked at him, "What happened to you two afterwards?"

Gong Liche laughed: "You're talking about that girl?"

Yun Jinxiu nodded.

"She was probably annihilated by the flow of time. Her face was white, and her hair was black without a trace." He stood up, but he did not let go of her hand. He pulled her slowly along the riverbank.

The river was clear and shallow, and the hillside was long. Occasionally, he could see old, rugged trees with unknown flowers scattered about.

The petals were sparse, and as they bathed in sunlight, they were beautiful.

Yun Jinxiu slowly followed after him, and said in a gentle voice, "The lifespan of a human is limited. If one could not cultivate, their life would only be a short few dozen years. For foxes that survived since the ancient times, they would not be able to do anything.

If he continued to live, one day, would she also become the girl he remembered?

When he mentioned her after the moon had changed and the earth had changed, was it also just this short summary?

Yun Jinxiu suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Why would she think of that?

She had never lived in anyone's memory. She swore that she would live her life for herself.

What happened to her?

His hand abruptly withdrew.

Gong Liche was startled, and looked at her.

Yun Jinxiu suddenly raised his hand to press the back of his hand, the back of his hand, and the temperature of his palm.

"I want to go out." Yun Jinxiu said.

The light in Gong Liche's eyes deepened as he once again pulled her hand back. "What's the hurry?"

Yun Jinxiu shifted her gaze: "If the people from the Qingcheng Mountain find out that we aren't here, they would probably doubt it."

"As long as I am here, there won't be any loopholes."

"…"

"Yun Jinxiu."

"Yes."

He smiled and said, "It's fine for you to always be like this."

Yun Jinxiu looked at him with a somewhat puzzled expression.

The fox of today seemed to be different from the past.

However, he was incapable of figuring out exactly what was different.

He pulled her into his embrace, causing Yun Jinxiu to hurriedly step forward and crash into his embrace.

She stared blankly for a long time before relaxing her body.

She felt that she had the nature to be a tree, to stand forever in his arms.

The next day, Ling Yue woke up before dawn.

The Eight Mountains Martial Competition would hold it every few years, but she had never felt such a surge of emotions like this one.

The disciples of the Qingcheng Mountain had also ran to her room early in the morning, and were discussing about the Eight Mountains Martial Competition with excitement.

The so called Eight Mountains Martial Competition, was a contest of martial strength between the eight sects of Qingcheng. Qingcheng Mountain claiming that he was Qingcheng's number one sect was naturally striving to be the champion of the competition every year, and it was also true that Qingcheng Mountain was always far ahead of everyone else.

How could the crowd not be excited at this annual meeting that would slap the faces of all the sects!

With a squeak, the door was pushed open. Everyone immediately rushed over and spoke out at once, "Senior Sister Ling Yue, this time, we will depend on you for the glory of Qingcheng Mountain."

Ling Yue humbly laughed: "How can you say that? This time, there's still Gong Yunche who's participating in the Eight Mountains Martial Competition."

"Who does he think he is!?" Senior Sister has been the top scorer for Eight Mountains Martial Competition for the past five years, so this will definitely not be an exception! "

"That's right, Senior Sister is still a student of the Mudian College, her power must have risen greatly, that Gong Yunche might even drag us down!"

"If his Martial God is damaged, how could he possibly accept the challenge? Maybe I will become a turtle who hides in its shell this time! "

Everyone was jabbering and discussing animatedly.

Ling Yue's eyes flashed. How beautiful!

For the sake of oppressing him today, she had endured for so long.

"Let's go find him!" Ling Yue waved his hand, bringing everyone towards the hut.

At this time, Yun Jinxiu was still in the middle of cultivating. In front of her, the egg spirit was spinning, and even its two long ears were flying.

The spiritual consciousness spread out, and when the messy footsteps got closer, Yun Jinxiu retreated out of his cultivation. Lifting his hand, he kept the egg spirit, and then saw Longlong running over: "Cousin brother, they are here."

"Gong Yunche, you can't be thinking that you want to be a turtle hiding in its shell just because Martial God is injured, right?!" From far away, Ling Yue started to sneer.

She originally thought that since this Martial God was injured, it would be difficult for him to even survive.

Living was also good. Today, she would make him live a life worse than death!

Everyone started talking at once, and Yun Jinxiu calmly stood up. "To deal with you, that's enough."

Ling Yue's face twitched. This bastard, Martial God was injured, yet he still dared to be so arrogant!

"Hmph, don't say such arrogant words too early." Ling Yue sneered, "When the time comes, with no face and no skin, it would be unavoidable for you to be laughing merrily."

Yun Jinxiu laughed coldly: "It's not stupid to be alerting yourself like that."

"You!" Ling Yue was so angry that he gave a cold laugh in the end, "Let's wait and see!"

Looking at the numerous figures that left in a flurry, Longlong asked worriedly: "Cousin brother, since Grandfather Xiu has already been saved, why are you still participating in the Eight Mountains Martial Competition s?"

Even if he wanted to see them, he didn't need to participate in the martial competition.

Longlong originally thought that everything that the Sister Jinxiu had done was to save the Grandfather Xiu, but it looks like he had thought too lightly!

This was the first time that a little young master felt that his beloved Sister Jinxiu was unfathomable!

Yun Jinxiu swept a glance at him and said indifferently: "I have my own reasons." Saying that, without another word, he began to walk forward.

At this time, Qingcheng Mountain s and disciples were gathering.

Guo Zhi looked at the crowd with satisfaction, and after looking for a long while he asked: "Where's Yunche?"

"Master, why are you looking for him?" Someone spoke out in dissatisfaction.

That Gong Yunche, who couldn't even be considered an official disciple, had already caused many disciples to feel indignant by having him take their place to participate in the Eight Mountains Martial Competition this time.

"Everyone, don't say anymore. Since Yunche has joined our sect, he is naturally one of us. Didn't he want to be our master's chief disciple? This is also his chance to show himself, isn't it? " Ling Yue laughed and said.

These words were spoken with propriety and satisfaction: "Yue Er, you finally understood." Being able to receive Feng Shuixi's words was something that was worthy of his attention. If he was able to shine in the Conference today, he would not mind taking in as his disciple!