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

Just when Yue Chen thought she was going to say something to mock him, she turned around and continued walking.

At this time, the clouds in the sky dissipated, and the sun peeked out from between the colorful clouds, casting a large patch of warm sunshine-like light downwards. The light fell squarely on Yan Yun's back, and her slightly messy hair glowed with a soft light.

Yue Chen didn't come back to his senses for a moment. Only after her figure disappeared did he suppress the emotions in his eyes and turn around to walk upwards.

When Yan Yun walked out of the palace, a wreath made of several kinds of flowers suddenly appeared in front of him.

She looked in the direction of the wreath in surprise, and met countless pairs of sincere and kind eyes. They looked at her as if they were all saying, thank you.

Lingxi took the wreath with a smile and poked Yanyun's arm, "Squat down, I'll bring it to you!"

Yan Yun pursed her lips slightly and smiled shyly. This was the first time she received thanks from so many people.

There was a special feeling that she couldn't describe.

She squatted down to be level with Lingxi, and under everyone's expectant gaze, she put on the wreath painted with her true heart.

They cheered and sang praises below the city wall, but there was silence on top of the city wall.

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Su Xiaoyu stumbled to her feet and slowly brushed the dust off her clothes. The road ahead for her was unknown.

There was a wound on her brow, but her eyes fell involuntarily on Yan Yun, who was wearing a wreath on her head and smiling gently in the sun under the city wall.

Everyone's face was filled with joy at having survived the disaster, but she was a complete failure.

She couldn't help but wonder, if she had told Yu Yanyun about this at the beginning instead of using her, would the outcome be different?

Yan Yun has never been used to crowded places, so he took Lingxi and ran away when no one was paying attention.

She has one more thing to do, release spiritual energy.

When she sensed that the world was filled with the energy of life, she came to that spiritual vein again.

Lingxi looked at her curiously, "This stone is very beautiful and glows, but we can't touch it. There is this."

When she stretched out her hand to touch the barrier of the past, her fingers passed through it.

The first encounter between the fingertips and the spiritual energy caused the entire barrier to burst open inch by inch. Yan Yun reacted quickly and wanted to pull Lingxi behind him, but Duocai spoke.

"Don't help her, this is her chance."

Yan Yun stretched out his hand, which lingered in mid-air somewhat helplessly. Finally, he slowly put it back to his side, still looking at Lingxi who was enveloped in light with worry.

The spiritual energy was released almost instantly, and the violent fluctuations caused almost caused the entire underground to collapse.

The spiritual energy rushed into Yan Yun's body, and the familiar feeling returned.

Feeling the existence of the portable space, the Dawn Sword and the storage bag, Yan Yun really wanted to cry. The feeling of being empty-handed and without a penny was too uncomfortable.

At this moment, her chest was churning. She swallowed down the blood that was about to burst out and quickly took a pill.

"So you were injured. I was wondering why you were so resistant to being beaten."

Duocai wondered, and was somewhat helpless, "Next time I'll give you a diamond-hard skin. I think you'll die again sooner or later if you keep doing this."

"really?"

Yan Yun's eyes lit up. Is it possible to have such a strong body?

"That sounds good. Change it for me sometime."

"In the next life!"

Duocai snorted coldly, but soon he said happily: "But you have accumulated a lot of merit this time. When we get out, I will show you the reward. I guarantee you will be satisfied!"

Hearing this, Yan Yun began to look forward to it. She squatted on one side, quietly waiting for Lingxi to walk out from the light.

A furry thing rubbed against me. It turned out to be the little monster from last time, showing its belly as if asking for touch.

Seeing this, Yan Yun stretched out his fingers and ruffled its hair with mischief, then watched it lick its hair to tidy it up.

The little monster licked its fur neatly and lay on the ground begging for touch, but seeing the little monster covered in saliva, Yan Yun thought for a moment and decided to resist the urge to touch it.

I don’t know how long I waited, the light gradually faded, and Lingxi closed her eyes slightly, floating in the air like an elf.

The light blue hair became even more translucent, and when she opened her eyes, her dark blue eyes began to shine as she looked at Yan Yun who was waiting.

Yan Yun stood up and walked towards her, and she was still a little dazed when she landed on the ground.

It feels like I have some incredible power?

"Yanyun, find ten more river gods. I think I can kill ten of them with one punch!"

"Huh? Really?"

Yan Yun paused, looking at Lingxi's serious face, he couldn't help but persuade her: "Don't do it, ten of them are really too much to handle."

"Ok."

Lingxi sighed in disappointment. She couldn't describe the feeling now. It was as if her body was filled with a different kind of breath, an extremely pure and spiritual breath.

And it still works!

But there is one last thing. Yan Yun has not found the medicinal herbs yet. But it doesn’t matter. She can fly on the sword and take Lingxi around the world to find medicinal herbs that can help Chuntian reshape his body.

It was Lingxi's first time experiencing sword-flying, and she felt like she was floating in the air.

It was so magical and so joyful that I hugged Yan Yun’s neck and flew all the way, smiling happily.

Yan Yun did find it, but when she looked at the mountains full of rare medicinal plants, each of which was hundreds or even thousands of years old, she simply didn't want to go back.

"Is there anything that can connect the Great River Realm with that world of immortal cultivation? I don't want to work hard anymore."

Yan Yun couldn't help but say, "If you pick any medicinal plant here and sell it, you can get millions of low-grade spirit stones! Who wants to leave?"

"If I really had this thing, I would have given it to you a long time ago. Why do you need to ask me?" Duocai said dryly. It's not that he doesn't want to, but his strength doesn't allow it.

Finally, wherever Yan Yun went, he would pick a little and throw it into his personal space to plant. Why say a little?

Because if she pulls too much, she will be struck by lightning.

"What the hell, you saved so many people and you still don't give me more, you stingy bastard."

Duocai muttered in her mind, and the next second a bolt of lightning struck Yan Yun, who was digging medicinal plants at a loss.

Yan Yun was stunned for a moment, and Lingxi, who was helping to dig medicinal plants, was also stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the sky.

"Why is there thunder all the time today?"

Lingxi was puzzled. It was thundering right above their heads. It was too strange.

Yan Yun was silent for a moment, reached out and touched his hair that was blown up by the electric shock, and silently told Duocai to shut up in his heart.

Finally they walked along the path along the river, letting the breeze blow through their hair.

The water surface shimmers in the sunlight, and the wind blows out layer upon layer of ripples that touch people's hearts.

"Are you leaving?"

Lingxi shook her arm. She raised her eyes and looked at Yanyun who was looking into the distance. "Where are you? Across the distance of time? So we will meet again in the future, right?"

"Uh-huh."

Yan Yun lowered his head and answered seriously, "We will."

Lingxi let go of her hand and ran to her. There seemed to be stars shining in her eyes. She looked at Yanyun with a smile, "That's good. Then you can take me to your home."

Looking at her smile, Yan Yun couldn't feel happy in her heart. If it was as she guessed, Lingxi would be the Bingyan in the future.

So how did she, a water-transformed spirit, become Ice Flame? And why did this place sink to the bottom of the Black River and no longer see the real skylight?

She knew that she had finished what she was supposed to do, but the story here had just begun.

As if realizing that it was time for him to leave, Yan Yun stepped forward and held Lingxi's hand, then took off the wreath that was still on his head and placed it on her head, "Goodbye."

Lingxi didn't even have time to react. Everything in front of her eyes returned to calm, except for the wreath above her head, whose branches and leaves were still trembling slightly because of her previous movement.

She looked around in confusion, slowly took off the wreath on her head and stood there for a long time without coming to her senses.

Yan Yun returned to normal time and space almost instantly. The moment she came out, she didn't even care where she was, but immediately summoned the Ice Flame.

Yan Yun heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the ice flame leaping vividly in front of him.

Fortunately fortunately.