Morning Star

The leader finally frowned, a little unhappy. The next second, he regained his sarcastic expression: "I won't do anything to you, but that doesn't mean I won't do anything to your good brother. You don't know yet. He was seriously injured in order to save you. It was a serious injury, and he almost died. However, now his injuries have been healed by someone I asked, but his spiritual power has been sealed. You say, if I throw him into Nanyuan now, with his appearance, can he easily become an oiran? Hmm?"

"You...you are not a human!" Ling Yun was so angry that he cursed.

The clan leader did not feel angry at all after being scolded. Instead, he was very satisfied with Ling Yun's current expression and continued, "Tell me, do you leave, or do I throw him into Nanyuan? Of course, don't think about committing suicide with him. Because I won't let you do that. Or, I can also not throw him into Nanyuan, but let him..."

The leader said this as he took a few steps closer to Ling Yun. He smiled and said, "Let him stay in darkness forever, tortured day and night, unable to live or die. Which one do you think suits him? Hmm?"

Ling Yun's heart trembled when he heard this, but he still calmed himself down and looked at him: "Do you think you can scare me like this? Make me leave him? Don't even think about it."

The clan leader sneered, "Do you think I'm lying to you? Do you think I can't do it? You can give it a try, and I'll let you watch it for yourself. You have to know that he is now a useless person who can be manipulated by others."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door: "Think about it carefully. When you have thought it through, use the paper on the table and swear in blood. The blood writing will serve as evidence."

Standing at the door, he turned his head to look at Ling Yun in the house: "I remember he gave you a dragon bone whip? Take it as a token of trust. Oh, by the way, this is the content of the blood letter."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a piece of white paper with words written on it fell on the table.

"..." Ling Yun looked at the two pieces of paper on the table, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

While writing the letter in blood, she recalled many things about their past.

But the past is past and can’t be retrieved.

Each stroke took her a lot of effort. A letter in blood, which only had a few words and could be written in a few strokes, took her nearly an hour to write.

By the time the sect leader came to get the blood letter and the token, her eyes were already red and swollen from crying.

……

At the gate of Luoyun Sect, Ling Yun took her bag and looked back at the place where she had lived for more than two years. Although it was not very good, it brought her a lot of happy times. Here were her best sister Mu Qiqi, her best brother Lu Ajin, and her most beloved Bai Ximin.

Think about it, when she came here, there were clearly four of them, and the three of them brought her here. But now she is leaving, and she is alone.

As expected, she is always the one outside.

She lowered her eyes, sighed, and turned around.

Just as he took a step, he heard a woman's voice: "Ling Yun!"

She looked back and saw it was Mu Qiqi.

She was in tears, holding a scroll in her hand, which was the painting of the beauty they had been discussing.

Mu Qiqi walked up to Ling Yun and handed the scroll to her: "I don't know when we can meet again, this is for you. What if the rumor is true? He can protect you."

After a pause, she hugged Ling Yun and cried, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Ling Yun! Woohoo... I don't want you to leave! Woohoo... We are obviously four people. I don't want you to leave!"

"Qiqi...I don't blame you, I really don't blame you, it's not your fault. Don't cry, it doesn't look good." Ling Yun shed tears.

After a pause, he continued, "I will miss you. Please help me take good care of Master...Bai Ximin."

Mu Qiqi wanted to refuse: "I..."

"Miss, your time is up. You should go back." The guard interrupted and then forcibly pulled Mu Qiqi into the gate.

"Bang!"

The door was closed.

……

Yuejia Village.

Ling Yun's surname is Yue. She comes from Yuejia Village. She only told Bai Ximin about this.

Everyone else thought she was an orphan without a last name. But she wasn't.

When his father was awake, he told her that Yuejia Village was not a village before, but a family. It was also a cultivation family as big as Luoyun Sect, but it declined in the middle of the road and was taken advantage of by the enemies to end up like this.

In order to protect themselves and their clansmen, every person who left Yuejia Village would say that he was an orphan without a name.

The reason she left Yuejia Village this time was, first, to improve her own cultivation and bring honor to the village; second, to wake her father up; and third, to protect her clan members.

But now she came back so lonely. I don't know how to face them.

……

The tribesmen welcomed her back with warm and friendly smiles as before, and the children in the tribe also liked to hang around her and ask her about the outside world as before.

Just like before, she told them what she saw and encountered outside, but the only thing she did not mention was the Luoyun Sect.

Bai Ximin woke up the day after Ling Yun left Luoyun Sect. When he learned that Ling Yun had left, he vomited blood again, but this time he did not faint.

After that, he refused to eat or drink. The sect leader was afraid that he would die, so he used pills to keep him alive. Since he refused to eat, he forced him to drink it.

Later he began to eat, but not much.

Sometimes he would recall the past and smile foolishly by himself. Sometimes he would think about how these things are already in the past and the person he loves wants to break up with him, and his face would be filled with sadness.

He often lay on the bed in a daze, with his clothes in disarray and his long hair messy.

Sometimes he would sit on the floor, leaning against the bed and stare blankly.

He tried to commit suicide, but failed.

Later one day, the sect leader saw that he was becoming increasingly thinner and decadent, and no longer looked like the high-spirited first disciple of the Luoyun Sect. Fearing that something might really go wrong, the sect leader asked Mu Qiqi to come and see him.

When Mu Qiqi walked in, what she saw was him sitting on the cold floor, his head leaning against the bed.

He had a pale face and was wearing a loose white shirt with half of his chest exposed. His hair was messy and hung on his body and on the ground. He was barefoot with most of his white legs exposed.

He has lost a lot of weight. If his former self saw him now, he would definitely say with disgust: "It's immoral."

Even when Mu Qiqi came in and walked in front of him, he didn't turn around to look at her. He just stared blankly at one place with lifeless eyes.

Mu Qiqi came over to him and sat down on the bed like him.

She looked at him and said, "Brother Ximin, I went to see Lingyun off the day she left."