Cannon fodder and female supporting role, a match made in heaven

The Qingwei Sect's mountain gate stood majestically. Shen Zhaozhao stood at the gate with a plain bag on his back. His eyes swept across the familiar faces in front of him, and there was a subtle warmth in his eyes.

Jiang Jinyan stepped forward first, holding several brocade bags embroidered with cloud patterns in his hands. They were filled with various pills, and they looked so bulging as if all the treasures could be stuffed in.

"This one contains the Qi Gathering Pill, this one contains the Face Changing Pill, and this white one is the Essence Nourishing Pill..."

This was the third time he had given detailed instructions. Shen Zhaozhao held his forehead helplessly, smiled at Gu Qianmeng beside him, his eyes full of helplessness and emotion at this meticulous instruction.

Gu Qianmeng then stepped forward and gently placed her soft hand on Shen Zhaozhao's. Her voice was soft as cotton wool, and it was filled with gratitude: "Jinyan told me everything. It was you who saved me. Fellow Daoist Shen, thank you!"

"Just call me Zhaozhao." Shen Zhaozhao raised her eyebrows and smiled brightly.

Gu Qianmeng was infected by this smile, and the corners of her eyes also curved slightly: "Okay, Zhao Zhao, the journey ahead is long and arduous, I wish you a safe journey.

"Hey! You two are chatting so enthusiastically, have you forgotten about me?" A coquettish voice interrupted.

Yu Miaoyi stood aside with her hands on her hips, her cheeks slightly puffed up, but her eyes showed reluctance.

Seeing this, Shen Zhaozhao immediately spread out his arms.

The next second, Yu Miaoyi pounced on her like a bird, wrapped her arms tightly around her waist, and said in a muffled voice: "We just met, and you're leaving, Zhao Zhao, I can't bear to leave you."

"Me too." Shen Zhaozhao gently hugged her back and turned his gaze to Xie Yanshu who was standing beside him.

He was looking at Yu Miaoyi with a doting look on his face, and the tenderness in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Shen Zhaozhao couldn't help but tease, "I'm waiting for your good news. You must send me a wedding invitation when the time comes."

Yu Miaoyi's cheeks flushed instantly, but she quickly puffed up her face and said seriously, "If you don't come back, I won't give it to you! So Zhaozhao, you must bring Chu Yu back. We are all waiting for you."

At this time, Xie Yanshu walked forward and handed a white jade soul cup to Shen Zhaozhao, with a faint spiritual light flowing from the cup.

He said gently, "Zhao Zhao, be careful when you go out. We are all waiting for your good news."

He originally wanted to go with Shen Zhaozhao to look for Chu Yu, but the little girl refused, saying that life is short and one should cherish the people and time around them. He was finally convinced by her understanding.

Shi Yu, who was standing aside, was impatient. Without waiting for everyone to finish speaking, he stuffed all kinds of magical instruments into Shen Zhaozhao's arms.

There were black iron shields for defense, thunder talismans that could attract lightning, and several spare spiritual swords, which soon piled up heavily.

Seeing that Elder Yuan Ming was about to step forward to hand over something, Shen Zhaozhao quickly waved his hands and said, "Elder, I really can't hold it in my arms anymore.

Elder Yuan Ming walked forward with a smile, flicked his wide sleeves, raised his hand and put everything in her arms into the storage bag, then stuffed the bag back into her hand.

"When you're going on a long trip, who would think you have too much stuff? We can only feel at ease if we bring everything with us."

He paused, then solemnly warned, "If you encounter danger, don't fight hard. If you can't win, run away. Got it?"

Shen Zhaozhao smiled helplessly: "Elder, I am now in the realm of True Immortal, it is not that easy for me to suffer losses."

As she spoke, her eyes inadvertently swept across the stone steps in the distance, and saw Elder Ziyuan standing there, his blue-gray Taoist robe hanging at his side, his hands slightly clenched, and his steps seemed hesitant.

The moment their eyes met, Elder Ziyuan finally stepped forward. His lips moved, and the words of advice he wanted to say swirled around on the tip of his tongue, ultimately turning into a slightly stiff, "Be careful on the road, take care of yourself."

After saying goodbye to everyone one by one, Shen Zhaozhao raised his hand and drew out the Chiyun Sword from behind him.

She moved her fingertips slightly with spiritual power and injected it into the sword. The long sword immediately made a clear sword sound, which caused the surrounding clouds and mist to disperse gently.

Shen Zhaozhao tapped the sword lightly with her toes, her clothes fluttering gently in the wind. Just as she was about to fly up with the sword, she saw a colorful figure walking slowly towards her.

"Why don't you wait for me?"

Su Li was leaning against a white jade pillar beside him, his black hair tied loosely behind his head, his clothes still colorful, almost blinding everyone's eyes.

His tone was somewhat lazy, and a little phoenix with fluffy feathers followed behind him.

As soon as the little phoenix saw Shen Zhaozhao, it flapped its golden wings, chirped and flew into her arms, rubbing its head against her palm, looking very coquettish.

"Sister, sister!"

"What? You want to give me a magic weapon too?" Shen Zhaozhao smiled and rubbed the feathers of the little phoenix, then looked at Su Li.

Su Li stood up, his fingertips casually brushing over the lines on the stone pillar. "No, not really. Aren't you going to the southeast first? I have something to do in the southeast as well, so why don't I go with you?"

"Brother, you're lying!" Little Phoenix suddenly tilted his head, and his clear voice exposed the excuse. "The elder said this morning that he had many things to discuss with you today. When are you going to the southeast?"

Su Li paused, a hint of embarrassment flashed in his dark eyes, and he was speechless for a moment.

The smile in Shen Zhaozhao's eyes deepened. He gently touched the little phoenix's head and said to Su Li softly, "Don't bother you. I can go on alone. The affairs of the demon clan are more important."

Su Li reluctantly took the still confused little phoenix, and couldn't help but scratched its chin with his fingertips as a "punishment", causing the little guy to chirp twice and flap his wings twice.

Shen Zhaozhao said no more. She lightly tapped the Chiyun Sword with her toes, and the sword slowly carried her into the air.

She turned around and waved to the people on the ground. Her clothes were faintly visible in the clouds and mist, and she gradually flew away into the distance.

On the ground, Yu Miaoyi looked at the receding figure, her eyes gradually reddening, tears unable to hold back, "Do you think Zhao Zhao can...find Chu Yu?"

Xie Yanshu gently put his arm around her shoulders, his voice gentle but firm: "It will definitely work. We must believe in her."

Everyone watched as the figure transformed into a tiny glimmer of light in the sky, and only when it could no longer be seen did they slowly withdraw their gaze.

Above the clouds, Shen Zhaozhao stopped flying the sword and turned around to look in the direction of Qingwei Sect.

The mountain gate has shrunk into a small outline, and in the mist, one can still see the figures of people standing there.

She then lowered her head slightly and pinched the mouse doll hanging around her waist.

"From now on, you will be the only one to accompany me." She whispered softly, with a bit of determination in her voice.

Elder Yuan Ming told her that Chu Yu had a special identity and that after his death his soul would not enter reincarnation but would be scattered throughout the world.

Ancient books record that if the scattered souls can be gathered together and assisted by spiritual objects, there will be a chance for him to return to the world.

Although she didn't know whether this record was true, she had to give it a try to find out, even if it took her a hundred years to search across thousands of mountains and rivers.

Moreover.

She held the jade hairpin tightly in her palm. The hairpin was shiny and contained a trace of Chu Yu's soul. It was her first hope to find him.

There was a sense of connection between the souls. Shen Zhaozhao took a deep breath, put all his worries into his heart, and flew towards the southeast. His figure soon disappeared in the vast sea of ​​clouds.