Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

The sudden sound forced Shen Qiao to stop. The smile on his face mechanically disappeared, and when he turned around again, he had returned to his serious and expressionless look.

"In reply to the Immortal Venerable, this disciple is here to deliver medicine to the Immortal Venerable on behalf of the Sect Master."

"..."

There was silence again for a moment, and after a while, a voice came softly: "Come in."

As he finished speaking, the invisible barrier in front of the mountain gate disintegrated, revealing layers of frost-covered steps.

Yun Zhi's spirit root is an ice spirit root that has evolved from a water spirit root. It is winter all year round at the top of Qixia Peak, and the temperature is unbearably low.

Shen Qiao walked on the stairs that she had walked countless times in her previous life. She had no time to reminisce. With her current state of mind, she could not withstand the severe cold here. The cold wind was mixed with frost, and Shen Qiao found it extremely difficult to walk up the short ten or so steps.

When she stood on the first platform, Shen Qiao's legs and feet were already stiff. She took a deep breath and moved her wrists slightly.

If you can’t walk...then run!

"Kite."

The bracelet transformed into an umbrella, and the opened umbrella blocked out a lot of cold air. Shen Qiao used the umbrella to gather the cold wind and took off with the wind. With his light body, he jumped ten steps like a cunning rabbit and ran away.

Yun Zhi watched the green figure from afar in the mountaintop hall. The room was not much warmer than the outside, but it still did not stop a guy who came to watch the show from teasing him.

"Don't look at it. Since the message from the leader was sent to you, it means... you lost." Wang You sat at the table nonchalantly, looking at Yun Zhi who was looking out the window.

Yun Zhi still didn't look away after hearing this. He just said calmly, "You came all the way here just to talk about this?"

"I just enjoy seeing you get humiliated." Wang You said with a smile, not afraid at all that Yun Zhi would strike him with the sword again like before.

"Heh." Yun Zhi sneered, flicked his sleeves and turned around, and the snow and fog on the steps leading up the mountain were also dispelled.

The spiritual power blocked the cold wind, and Shen Qiao's body temperature gradually warmed up, which finally made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Immortal Lord." After saying this politely, Shen Qiao continued to walk upwards.

Wang You had come to the window at some point and was looking out at the green figure. "You should have noticed it too, right?"

Wang You tried to get closer to Yun Zhi, but he didn't move. The two enemies, one black and one white, actually had a rare moment of harmony.

"Her soul is different, and it weakens with each reincarnation."

Wang You turned around indignantly after hearing this and asked, "You knew you were still committing the same evil deeds as in your previous life?"

Yun Zhi did not argue. He only knew that a large part of his memory seemed to be sealed. He should not belong here, but he could not remember why. He just heard from Wang You's words that he was from the realm of gods.

Now he only remembers that he came to this human world to repair a glass lamp. The lamp was Xi Yan's real body, and Shen Qiao was a piece of the glass lamp.

He originally thought so, but after Shen Qiao died, he realized that even if he used Shen Qiao's heart's blood to repair the glass fragments, the glass lamp could not light up.

Later he suddenly realized that Shen Qiao was not a fragment, but the reincarnation of Xi Yan's original body, and the most critical "wick" of this glass lamp.

Wang You obviously didn't notice Yun Zhi's thoughts and continued indignantly, "Suffering in reincarnation after reincarnation... What on earth is there to linger in? As long as she wants, isn't it better than staying in the human world?"

He had already decided that when this life was over, he would take her back and never let her suffer from this humiliation again.

Seeing that Shen Qiao was almost at the top of the mountain, Yun Zhi turned around and looked away. His originally gray hair instantly turned black again. "You should go."

Wang You only then noticed his white hair and was surprised. "What's wrong with you? You just created a clone...!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Yun Zhi had already opened the door and left, slamming the door shut before leaving.

“…Fuck.” Wang Youan cursed.

On the other side, Shen Qiao, who had just climbed the stairs, hadn't felt so tired that he wanted to lie down for a long time.

"very tired?"

This cold and clear voice came from above his head. Shen Qiao looked up with a smile on his face, "It's okay, I'm not very tired."

Yun Zhi looked at her stubborn expression and nodded seriously, "Then there's no need for Xianhe to send you off."

Shen Qiao: “…”

Oh, is she some kind of cheap labor?

"This is what the master asked me to bring to the Immortal Lord." Shen Qiao handed the box to Yun Zhi directly.

"Since the medicine has been delivered, I will go back first."

Shen Qiao bowed slightly and turned away without hesitation.

Yun Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly at her apparent unwillingness to pay attention, "You... still remember?"

Shen Qiao paused, and inexplicably felt a chill all over his body.

What did this mean? Was Yun Zhi reborn? Or was it that something was wrong with his attitude?

"Disciple doesn't understand what the Immortal Master is saying." She pretended to be calm.

"...turn around."

Shen Qiao didn't want to turn, but he obviously had no choice, so he could only reluctantly turn halfway and then turned back to look at him, "Immortal Master, do you have any other instructions?"

Perhaps it was because her eyes pretended to be too frank, Yun Zhi couldn't be sure for a moment whether she really still had memories of her past life.

Feeling indebted, Yun Zhi simply raised his hand to wipe away the frost on her shoulder.

But even with such a slight touch, Shen Qiao was obviously uncomfortable all over.

A trace of loneliness flashed across Yun Zhi's eyes, and in the end, he said nothing more, "Go."

Shen Qiao lowered his eyes and took a step back, then raised his hand and bowed solemnly, "Disciple, I'll take my leave."

"Ah."

Watching Shen Qiao turn around and leave without any reluctance, Yun Zhi knew that the little disciple who only had him in his heart was finally lost by him.

He clenched his fingers and turned back to the house. He took out a wooden box from the secret compartment. Inside was a five-colored glass lamp made up of fragments. Unfortunately, the wick was missing in the middle and it could no longer be lit.

"Yan'er..." Yun Zhi murmured to himself, but after calling out this name, he felt it was so unfamiliar.

It's really his own fault. He deserves to die.

He gave a bitter smile, and saw a large piece of frost gradually spreading and condensing on the glass lamp, and in just a moment it completely covered the entire lamp body.

It turned out that their fate had come to an end since he had selfishly wanted to keep Xiyan by his side forever.

"Forget it...forget it." He muttered to himself, watching the glass lamp being crushed bit by bit by the ice crystals until it finally shattered completely.

However, just as it was about to turn into powder, the ice crystal suddenly stopped. Yun Zhi supported the edge of the table with one hand and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, a pair of hands reached out from behind to block his view, and a soft female voice sounded from his ear, seductively speaking slowly,

"This is not like you, Master..."