Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

Qingyun Mountain, Dazhu Peak.

Song Daren led five juniors to stand outside the Shoujing Hall, waiting for Tian Buyi and Suru to appear.

Tian Buyi was dressed in long clothes, with a solemn face, standing in front of the statues of the Three Purities in the Shoujing Hall, staring at the three gods, he took a step forward, picked up three sticks of incense from the altar, lit them on the candles, and solemnly held the incense as a salute , bowed down and bowed three times.

Suru watched from the side, and said in a low voice: "It's not easy, you go here, no matter what, you must bring Xueqi back safely."

Tian Buyi nodded silently, looked back at Suru's face, and then slowly said: "Don't worry, even if I risk my life, I won't let the Ghost King step into Qingyun Gate again. Maishou will kill him at the foot of the mountain, so you go too, go find Shuiyue and go up to Tongtian Peak with her."

When the husband and wife came out from the Shoujing Hall, Song Daren and other disciples were already waiting outside the door. Tian Buyi looked from Song Daren to Du Bishu and nodded. He glanced at the quiet disciple's house in the distance again, and there seemed to be a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

Tian Buyi finally just said in a deep voice: "Let's go! Don't let Xueqi wait too long at the bottom of the mountain alone!"

At the place where the strange light flashed, Tian Buyi took the lead, and the disciples of the Great Bamboo Peak quickly followed up. In the dark cloudy sky, several brilliant rays of light flashed across the sky, and then disappeared into the clouds.

Behind the railing outside the hall, Zhang Xiaofan watched his master Tian Buyi and the others leave, the expression on his face seemed to be shocked or excited, his emotions surged for a moment, seeing that his wife Suru was also leaving with the sword, Zhang Xiaofan came out in a daze.

"Mistress!"

Suru was startled, then walked slowly to Zhang Xiaofan's side, and said softly: "Xiaofan, you are back."

"Master, I'm back, Master..." Zhang Xiaofan stared at Master, his expression seemed to tremble a little, more like excited.

"It's because of Xueqi, your master is lucky to survive..." Suru said gently.

Zhang Xiaofan understood something in an instant, a trace of pain surfaced between his brows, thinking of the misunderstanding he had with Lu Xueqi, his face instantly became extremely pale.

Suru saw it, patted him on the shoulder, and said softly: "Xiaofan, you can go too, your master has already passed, and Xueqi is at the boundary of Qingyun Mountain."

Zhang Xiaofan's heart felt sore, he felt that Master's hand that slapped his shoulders was as trusting, encouraging and even loving as before, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't speak for a moment, he just nodded heavily, then turned and left.

Master, Xueqi, here I come!