Drain your cultivation and waste your spirit bones! Junior Brother is reborn and goes crazy

Li Xuan eventually left, and under his orders, no one was allowed to see him off, and he left alone...

On a hilltop of the Holy Demon Sect, a purple dress swayed in the wind.

This famous beauty from the Holy Demon Sect had a graceful posture, her beautiful eyes gazing at the endless, undulating sea of ​​clouds in the distance. She remained silent, and no one knew what she was thinking. However, there seemed to be a hint of sadness and a complicated melancholy between her brows, and occasionally a heartbreaking sigh could be heard.

At some point, a figure appeared beside her, standing shoulder to shoulder with her, gazing at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

After a moment, he looked at her and smiled gently, "Junior Sister Zhou, before Senior Brother came, weren't you still boasting about taking him down? You even said you'd stay by his side for his last hundred years?"

"Even giving him a child?"

"Now that Saint Qianqian has fallen into a deep sleep, you are considered a peerless beauty in my Holy Demon Sect, and even among the younger generation of Qingyun Province. Why do you have to do this?"

Zhou Ziyu glanced indifferently at Zhao Lun beside her and said calmly, "Some people only meet a few times. I am already satisfied just to see him again. As for the arrogant words before, they were just fantasies."

"When I saw him, I didn't have the courage to say these things..."

"Besides, meeting him is already a great fate. Why should I be so greedy and ask for more?"

As she said this, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Zhao Lun also sighed.

He knew very well that Senior Brother Li Xuan was a unique and rare genius in the world, and there were countless proud girls in the world who were attracted to him.

Although Zhou Ziyu was pointed out by the eldest senior brother, they also fought side by side.

This is her luck and fortune, but also the biggest disaster in her life.

At least, our fate ends here.

Zhou Ziyu, like all the other demons who admired the eldest brother, was just a fleeting moment in his life, a mere backdrop to his life...

After all, not everyone has the courage to stand in front of such an existence and speak out what is in their heart.

The difference between the two is just like the light of a candle compared to the sun!

After a long time, Zhou Ziyu pursed her lips slightly, said nothing, turned around and left, disappearing on the top of the mountain.

Zhao Lun glanced at Junior Sister Zhou's back, then looked outside the Holy Demon Sect.

He murmured, "Big Brother, I hope we can meet again in the future..."

After saying that, he turned and left, but as he turned around, he seemed to raise his right hand and wipe the corner of his eyes.

……

After walking out of the Holy Demon Sect, Li Xuan looked back at the even more vast, glorious and majestic super sect in front of him.

He smiled faintly and didn't look back.

Go forward.

However, before he walked far, he saw a woman dressed as a Taoist nun, sitting on a black donkey, coming towards him with a whisk in her hand.

Li Xuan was stunned when he saw the woman.

The latter also looked at him with a gentle smile on his lips.

"Li Xuan, long time no see!"

"I heard you were back, so I rushed back too!"

"But you're leaving now?"

The woman asked this.

Li Xuan also smiled: "Senior Sister Mu Xuanyin, it has indeed been a long time since we last met."

The woman dressed as a Taoist nun in front of him was Mu Xuanyin.

Outside the Holy Demon Sect.

On top of a very ordinary mountain.

Now she no longer has the cold and elegant aura of the past, but instead gives people a sense of peace and tranquility, even a sense of Zen.

He was still holding the whisk, sitting cross-legged on the grass, with an ordinary black donkey lying on the ground behind him.

Her eyes, bright as the moon, stared at Li Xuan with a smile on her lips: "Fortunately, I came back in time, otherwise, I would have really passed you by."

Li Xuan smiled.