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

"Why would you do this? Is it any good for you?"

Duocai's voice sounded, it didn't understand why Yan Yun did this.

After leaving Yu Feng, she will be an outer disciple in the future, no matter how hard she tries, she will only be an outer disciple.

After all, no one dared to accept a disciple from Yu Feng.

“That’s because I long for freedom…”

She stopped and looked up at the sky, "You won't understand."

Suddenly she felt dizzy and quickly took out the pill that Chen Liyu had given her last time and quickly put one into her mouth.

After taking the pill, Yan Yun recovered a little, although not much better.

"Yanyun! Why are you..."

Chen Changyu caught up with him. The rain had not wet him at all. His handsome face was full of confusion.

But when she turned around in surprise, he was speechless.

The girl in front of me is no longer the one with dark skin and brown spots all over her face.

Her skin was very white and translucent, and her lips were as pale as paper due to the injury. The eyes that looked at him were bright and lively, like glowing gems.

She just stood there, and people could feel the endless vitality emanating from her like grass.

This, this is Yan Yun?

The huge contrast created a very sharp contrast for him, which shocked him for a moment.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Yun didn't know that the curse on her face had been lifted. Looking at Chen Changyu's surprised expression, she was a little puzzled.

"Chen Changyu let go of my junior sister!"

Jiang Qinghe saw the two figures overlapping from afar and thought that Chen Changyu was deliberately stopping her from leaving.

He shouted anxiously, then slipped and tackled Chen Changyu.

"..."

Chen Changyu paused, and just as he turned around to explain, he saw him rushing towards him.

He frowned, not understanding what this operation was, and used the spiritual power in his hands to stop Jiang Qinghe.

Jiang Qinghe, who had calmed down, realized belatedly that he had forgotten to use his spiritual power and immediately blushed!

Looking at Chen Changyu, who was a head taller than him, he walked to Yan Yun unwillingly and held an umbrella for her.

"Junior sister, your face."

Just now, she was blocked by Chen Changyu. Jiang Qinghe looked at Yan Yun who had recovered as before and was happy for her, but the price was too high.

For a moment, his eyes were filled with mixed emotions of happiness, sadness, and anger. He didn't know what to say or what to ask.

"I'll take you back. I have medicine..."

Looking at her pale face, Jiang Qinghe took her hand and walked forward.

"You weren't what you used to be?"

"Of course."

Chen Changyu asked knowingly. Jiang Qinghe stopped and turned around, couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and answered for her.

Yan Yun's eyelids began to droop. She was too tired and urgently needed rest.

In order to avoid falling on the road, she really needed someone to take her back.

She raised her hand and grabbed Jiang Qinghe's arm, shaking it, reminding him, "Brother, let's go."

Here, the only person she trusts is Jiang Qinghe.

"Let me carry you on my back, like we did when we were little."

Yan Yun wanted to refuse, she was not a real child.

But Jiang Qinghe had already squatted down, and the boy's voice was rarely tinged with seriousness, "You don't have to worry about so much. Whether you are Master's disciple or not, you are still my junior sister."

How nice it would have been if someone had said this to her before. Her eyes felt sore and she didn't know why she thought this way.

"it is good."

Today's rain was the heaviest and heaviest this year. It was as if there was a hole in the sky and water was spitting out. Many young disciples who had just entered the sect were so frightened by the thunder that they dared not go out.

After the rain, the sky cleared up and all things came to life. Changle Sect, washed by the rain, was fresh and bright, with birds singing, which was a good phenomenon.

"Junior sister, you are still not awake..."

"Why don't I ask Uncle Jiang to come again?"

He muttered to himself, and just as he finished speaking, the eyelids of the person on the bed moved.

The blinding white light suddenly rushed into her eyes, and she closed her eyes again in discomfort.

"You finally woke up!"

Jiang Qinghe, who was always paying attention to Yan Yun, naturally noticed it.

She had been unconscious for two days. He had used all the medicine he could and even asked Master Jiang from Medical Peak, the vicious woman, to come and see her.

Uncle Jiang said she was fine, just too tired, and would be fine after a good sleep.

But Yan Yun didn't wake up, and he was really afraid that she would never wake up.

Yan Yun adjusted himself and finally opened his eyes.

Looking at the anxious Jiang Qinghe, she smiled bitterly, while the latter looked puzzled, "Why are you laughing? Did you hit your brain?"

Yan Yun felt that this scene was familiar, reminding her of when she first arrived.

The sun is shining brightly outside the window, shining into the house in rays after rays. Accompanied by a breeze, the leaves rustle, and the air is filled with a fresh smell.

This should be Jiang Qinghe's residence.

He poured her a glass of water to moisten her throat, then hesitated, looked at her cautiously, and said: "Junior sister, Master is here to see you."

Yan Yun stopped drinking water and heard him say, "These are the medicines that Master brought, as well as medicinal plants that nourish the body."

"But I didn't use it!"

As if he was afraid that she might misunderstand him, he quickly explained, and then added: "Master said that if you are willing to come back, he can pretend that nothing happened."

She lowered her eyes, and no color could be seen in them. She remained silent for a long time.

"Brother, do you think I can treat all the grievances and pains I have suffered over the years as if nothing had happened?"

Yan Yun drank the water in the cup. Some people are just mean and always regret after they lose something.

After she said this, Jiang Qinghe began to regret bringing this up.

He could see everything she said.

He couldn't help but wonder, if he were Yan Yun, what would he do? He probably didn't even have the courage she had.

When Yan Yun left, Jiang Qinghe was still worried and insisted on going back with her to pack her things.

"Brother, it's okay. I can do these by myself."

She shook her head and refused. Jiang Qinghe had been very good to her, and she would face more things in the future. She didn't want to involve him too much.

"You always say it's okay, but you treat me as an outsider."

He grumbled to himself, but Yan Yun was determined, so he could only watch her leave in depression.

After she left, Jiang Qinghe tried hard to think of what else he could do for her. Soon his eyes lit up as bright as the sun, and he knew.

Yan Yun is basically recovered. Now she is full of strength and can kill a cow with her bare hands.

She was worried about the spring in the house, wondering how it was doing. Three days had passed since she came down the mountain.

A feeling of worry rose in my heart and my pace quickened.

She met many disciples along the way. They looked at her unscrupulously, with surprise, confusion, sympathy, but mostly ridicule in their eyes.

The news that Yan Yun was expelled from the sect and sent to the outer sect had already spread throughout Changle Sect.

They don't know the reason, but it is enough for some people to treat it as a joke to satisfy their own selfish desires.

As we got closer to Songxue Peak, the number of people gradually decreased.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, they saw several people standing sparsely on the teleportation array, and Yan Yun smelled a hint of danger.

A closer look at one of them's face brought back unbearable memories. Her pupils suddenly shrank, her face turned pale, and she stood there in a daze.

And the group of people also saw her and were walking towards her.