After being expelled from the sect, I became the villain mentor

The two men jumped onto Qionghua's back. Qionghua let out a loud cry and flew away from the ice surface of Cangkong Mingzhu, circling above the main peak of the snow cave. The two bodies hugging each other on the ice surface gradually became smaller.

Standing on Qionghua's back, Ling Cang looked down at the ice surface, then drew out the Frost Mysterious Sword and used a move of firing ten thousand swords at once.

Countless sword shadows appeared around Shuangxuan, and these sword shadows, along with Shuangxuan, were projected onto the ice on the lake.

boom!

After a loud bang, all the ice on the lake surface shattered, and the two hugging bodies, along with countless lamps, were all submerged in the water of Tianchi Lake and slowly sank hundreds of feet underwater.

Being able to rest together here is the last time Ling Qing and his wife can be together.

After the Frost Profound Sword emerged from the lake water with broken ice and returned to Ling Cang's hands, he put the Frost Profound Sword back into the scabbard and drove Qionghua away without any reluctance.

When Yu Nian and Ling Cang returned to Junhong City, they found wailing everywhere and white cloth hanging on the doors of many people's homes.

Yu Nian randomly pulled a passerby to ask a question. The passerby was surprised at first, and then he stammered and tremblingly explained the strange things that happened last night.

It turned out that all the ordinary elderly people over the age of sixty in Junhong City died overnight, with a total of nearly twenty to thirty thousand people dead. Now, among the ordinary people in the entire Junhong City, there are only middle-aged and young people under the age of sixty.

Those families who hung white cloth were those who had lost an elderly person in their family and were attending the funeral.

It can be said that since then, the entire Junhong City has had a new terrifying supernatural legend. People in Junhong City who live to be sixty will move out of the city and settle in other places.

Ling Cang looked at everything in front of him, then lowered his head in thought. He had not expected that the Seven Star Lamp, which had only burned for a short while, had consumed so much vitality and caused the deaths of so many people.

It's a terrifying, life-consuming thing...

Following Yu Nian's instructions, Ye Tang and his companions stayed in an inn outside Ling Mansion. They waited anxiously for a whole night before Yu Nian finally came back.

Looking at the mourning cloth all over the city, Yun Yan was so frightened that her face turned pale. She threw herself into Yu Nian's arms and said, "Master, I'm scared of what happened last night."

"Don't be afraid," Yu Nian gently hugged Yun Yan and patiently comforted her, "The evil cultivators caused trouble last night, but it's all resolved. It's okay."

Several people returned to Ling Mansion together. Many old maids and servants had passed away in Ling Mansion, and they were dealing with the funeral arrangements.

Ling Cang wrote a letter to Ling Tian, ​​and Yan Lingqing left a letter, asking the Ling family to join the Fengxian Academy, and went out to travel and find a way to resurrect his mother...

During the days that Ling Tian returned to Junhong City, Ling Cang stayed in Jinyu Hall to help handle affairs.

"Yushu, is your father really gone? And he made the Ling family a subsidiary of Fengxian Academy?" Ling Tian looked at the letter in his hand and said in surprise.

Ling Cang glanced at the letter he had forged in Ling Kai's handwriting and voice, then nodded. "Well, I've discussed this with Master. All Ling family members and dedicated cultivators, regardless of whether they are from the main family or the side branches, as long as they have good talent, can go to Fengxian Academy to practice. As for the business of Jinyutang, we will have to rely on Second Uncle."

Ling Tian opened and closed his mouth slightly, about to say something, but Ling Cang interrupted him, "Second Uncle, Master and I will be leaving tomorrow morning. Please prepare a list of names for us to take with us along the way."

That afternoon, Ling Cang went to the Medical Valley again and used his own blood to lift the curse on Master Chang Hun and his apprentice.

Yu Nian discovered that Ling Cang, who had returned, looked pale and weak.

When he reached the door, he almost tripped over the threshold. Yu Nian reached out to support him and asked with a worried look on his face, "Ling Cang, are you feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after taking a bath and taking a nap." Ling Cang stood up straight and spoke as if nothing had happened.

Yu Nian watched Ling Cang's heavy steps as he entered the room, and she always felt that her eldest disciple was hiding something from her.

On the other side, Ling Cang walked into the room, asked the servant to fetch a full bucket of hot water and placed it behind the screen, then began to take off his clothes.

The bathtub is very large, about one meter deep, and is currently filled with hot water. The mist of the hot water floats on the surface of the tub, and on the small shelf next to the bathtub there are some soap beans and a large dry towel.

Ling Cang stepped on the small stool beside the tub and slowly fell into the tub. The hot water flowed over his armpits and reached his shoulders. Ling Cang narrowed his eyes comfortably, and his slightly pale face gained some color, and his tiredness was instantly swept away.

At this moment, his eyebrows, which were pressed tightly against his eye sockets, stretched gracefully, the water vapor made his handsome face slightly red, his eyelashes cast a light shadow, and the mist on the bathtub made him look dreamy and foggy.

Perhaps because he had just taken the heart's blood and helped Master Chang Hun and his apprentice to exorcise the curse, he was too tired, so Ling Cang fell asleep in the bathtub while taking a bath.

As the night grew darker, Yu Nian guessed that Ling Cang had been showering for an hour and hadn't come out yet, so he went to check on him.

"Ling Cang, are you done washing?"

She knocked on the door, but no one answered.

After hesitating for a moment, she pushed open the door. A screen separated the bathroom, but she didn't hear any splashing sound.

Yu Nian walked behind the screen and found Ling Cang lying in the bathtub, with his eyes closed and breathing lightly and steadily, clearly having fallen asleep a long time ago.

She couldn't help but smile helplessly.

After all, he is still a teenager and has experienced so many things these days. Although he looks indifferent on the surface, I don’t know how tired and sad he is in his heart.

Yu Nian turned around and used magic to put his robe on Ling Cang's shoulders, which were covered with water droplets, and prepared to lift Ling Cang from the bathtub to the bed to sleep.

However, the next second, Ling Cang, who was in a deep sleep, trembled all over, his eyes suddenly opened, and he vigilantly slapped towards the source of the spell.

Faced with the attack, Yu Nian subconsciously counterattacked.

Ling Cang, who was already weak, was blown away by the spiritual power that came towards him.

The next day, when the door opened and the two looked at each other, Yu Nian felt a strong sense of embarrassment...

"Master, what is he looking at Ling Cang for?"

Ling Cang, who was originally standing on the deck of the flying boat, gazing into the distance, turned back to look at Yu Nian, who was hesitant to speak, and said calmly, "We have to pick up Ling family cultivators from various places along the way. It will take more than a month to return at the speed of the flying boat. Master, are you going to watch me like this for more than a month?"

Yu Nian touched his nose, looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, and was about to change the subject to ease the awkwardness: "Where are we?"

Ling Cang pursed his lips and said, "Master, please don't forget that we have only been away from Junhong City for less than half a day."

After more than a month of awkward journey, they finally returned to Fengxian Academy. Yu Nian stood at the foot of Weirui Mountain and breathed a sigh of relief.

She's finally back. If she hadn't come back, she would have died on the road.