Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

Yan Yun gathered his strength at his fingertips, and a ray of ice crystal suddenly emerged from the Dawn Sword, forcing the sharp fan to stop.

"I won't give it to you, and this won't be my resting place."

She raised her voice and said, this person is in the late stage of foundation building, and his cultivation is indeed higher than hers, but if he can't beat him, can't he just run away?

Seeing her so confident, Lu Shaoyun immediately felt competitive. Without saying much, he raised his sword and the sword energy flowed, as if it could cut through the wind and rain.

The long sword came towards her, and she raised her sword to block it.

The two swords overlapped and then quickly separated.

She waved her sleeves to shake off an extremely cold air. Seeing this, Lu Shaoyun swung the sword in his hand faster and faster, making it almost impossible to find his shadow. In an instant, several sword shadows flew out.

The sword shadow seemed to carry a tremendous force, which was totally unlike the power that a person in the late stage of foundation building could generate.

Yan Yun frowned and quickly stepped back a few steps. He held the sword in both hands and drew in the energy to create a wave of spiritual energy. The wave of spiritual energy grew larger and larger. The rich dark blue color with a chill collided with the sword shadow, making a loud "bang" sound.

The dirt flew up everywhere, the ground was lifted up by the violent wave, and the flowers were pitifully crushed into pieces.

She stood firmly in her place, looking fierce and aggressive.

It's strange that she still has strength... That move just now has clearly consumed 90% of her spiritual energy.

Lu Shaoyun looked at Yan Yun, who remained calm, and felt a little confused for a moment.

He took a few steps forward and tried to get closer, but his martial arts skills were so ghostly that Yan Yun could hardly see his figure clearly.

Lu Shaoyun's guess was correct. The move she just made did use up almost 90% of her spiritual energy. If she continued to fight, she would definitely not gain any advantage.

Before he could get close, she spoke.

"I can give it to you."

Yan Yun stopped him from approaching with her sword. She took out a storage bag from her storage bag and weighed it in her hand.

Lu Shaoyun expected this, and a smile appeared on his fair and handsome face, but Yan Yun was inexplicably disgusted. He said, "A man of insight is a hero. How can you find a Taoist partner in the future when you are so fierce?"

Hearing this, Yan Yun's face froze. Is this guy okay?

She chuckled and walked forward, wanting to hand the storage bag to him personally.

He stood there, waiting for her to come forward.

Yan Yun walked up to him and pretended to give him the storage bag. Lu Shaoyun obviously relaxed his guard. He lowered his eyes to look at her beautiful face. Suddenly, she raised her face and smiled innocently. Where Lu Shaoyun didn't notice, her hand under the sleeve was quietly raised.

"Snapped--"

Lu Shaoyun was bewildered by her smile, and before he could even react she slapped him to the ground.

"Mind yourself."

Her words, like her, disappeared with the wind.

Yan Yun's slap just now was fast and fierce, because she had just used up all the spiritual liquid in the luminous cup just to slap him.

"..."

By the time Lu Shaoyun reacted, she had already run away. His eyes were gloomy and he chased in the direction she ran the next second.

When he catches up with her, he will torture her severely to relieve her of this great humiliation!

But Yan Yun did not give him the chance to catch up with her. The man was arrogant and would probably want to kill her after being slapped by her. Therefore, she went straight into the protection range of the Yanyue Sect's protective formation.

It was not until late at night that she put on her ordinary face again, picked out a flying weapon at random, and slowly headed towards Changle Sect.

At this time, Lu Shaoyun didn't know that she had left, and was still squatting beside her stubbornly.

After squatting for several days without success, he left unwillingly.

At this time, Yan Yun had already arrived at Liyuan Town at the foot of Changle Zong Mountain.

Walking on this familiar road again made her feel a little dazed for no reason.

Yan Yun came to the gate of the mountain. Because she had heard before coming that Changle Sect was not open to the public, she contacted Jiang Qinghe.

The entire sect was covered by a bluish-white barrier, and one could not see inside clearly from the outside. Jiang Qinghe stood at the door. After not seeing him for many days, he had lost a lot of weight, his eye sockets were slightly sunken, and he exuded a sense of depression from the inside out.

When he saw Yan Yun, his lifeless eyes lit up again, "You're here."

Yan Yun was frightened when she saw him. She hurried forward, her voice full of worry, "Didn't he say he had found a solution for you? Why…"

"It's okay, maybe I'm recovering too slowly. Master, Xiaohu, let's go in."

Jiang Qinghe has not had a good time recently and can be said to be exhausted, but seeing her worried eyes, he did not forget to comfort her.

Every three days he needs to dig out his heart blood and devote his spiritual power to the dragon egg. If he fails to do so in time, he will suffer extremely painful punishment. As he is only in the foundation-building stage and is not very old, where would he get so much heart blood and spiritual power?

Yan Yun clearly felt his weakness. The light above his head used to be bright and white with full of vitality, but now it has become gray and even a little black...

Along the way, the two attracted a lot of people's attention. They looked at Yan Yun curiously, but seeing that she was a friend brought back by Jiang Qinghe, they naturally did not dare to say anything.

Jiang Qinghe took her back to his residence first. He smiled and said, "Spring will definitely be very, very happy."

With joy in her eyes, she couldn't wait to push open the gate.

The yard is still the same as before. You have grown into a big dog one spring ago. It lies lazily on the ground, its fur shiny and glossy, with a beautiful color in the light, like satin.

When Yan Yun saw it, she couldn't help but feel a little sad. She squatted down, clapped her hands gently in its direction, and shouted "Spring."

Chuntian's furry ears moved, then he suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head to look at Yanyun.

The pair of wet eyes without a trace of impurities looked at Yan Yun, and it was a little hesitant.

So Yan Yun shouted again and confirmed again that it was a familiar voice. Chuntian jumped up and ran over, almost running into it without braking.

Yan Yun opened her arms and hugged it, feeling its warmth. Chuntian sniffed excitedly and moved around in her arms. It was a familiar smell! The master was back!

It whimpered excitedly and clung tightly to her arms. Its wet eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist as it looked at her, as if to say, you're really back.

"I'm sorry." Yan Yun hugged it again. Although Chuntian didn't know what sorry meant, it knew that its owner had really returned and she didn't abandon it.

Jiang Qinghe looked at them and couldn't help but smile happily. He joked, "Chuntian, I'm back too. Why don't you pick me up?"

When Chuntian heard his voice, she reluctantly glanced at him, then turned her head away proudly and continued to stick close to Yanyun.

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