"Yes! The disciple said that he would listen to master most in his life! Shifu was tired of the disciple, so the disciple left! Master doesn't want to keep the disciple around, so the disciple will never appear again! "

He screamed desperately, as if the whole world were shaking.

With the lightning and thunder outside the window, the man's tears fell.

Under Zhen Xi's indifferent gaze, he resolutely turned around.

The raindrops like tears soaked the man's ink robe, and the tall and straight figure walking in the storm was slightly lonely, as if mixed with the night, and finally disappeared.

Zhen Xi's eyes followed closely.

As if this departure, we will never see each other again.

She tried hard and looked at him for the last time with affectionate eyes she had never had before.

Just one look.

Mingyuejun's immortal gate is located in Qiushan, so it is named Qiushan sect.

When Jinglan was picked up, she still had a high fever.

Along the way, forsythia was taken care of carefully.

But he was confused and shouted all Zhen Xi's name.

Forsythia angrily said, "she doesn't want you. Why do you want to read her? Why?! "

She lay on the man's chest and looked forward to the future. "Elder martial brother Jinglan, you like me. I will treat you wholeheartedly. When you marry me, I will let my father hand over the position of leader to you. We will work together to carry forward Qiushan sect and make Zhenxi that cheap woman regret abandoning you!"

In fact, Mingyue Jun does have this intention. He wants to cultivate Jinglan into an immortal worshipped by thousands of people, and then hand over his daughter to him together with Qiushan sect.

It was night, the lights in Qiu mountain were bright, and Jinglan still had a high fever.

Forsythia, holding a wet towel in her hand, fell asleep by the bed because she was too tired.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel the vibration of the bed, and immediately opened her eyes. Seeing that Jinglan had supported herself, she seemed to want to get out of bed.

Because the body is too weak, I can't exert myself several times.

Forsythia was surprised and hurriedly held him. "Elder martial brother Jinglan, you're still burning. You can't walk around at will!"

Jinglan pushed her away directly and finally got out of bed, but she had to stumble out.

It was raining cats and dogs outside. Forsythia took an oil paper umbrella and ran after it.

Although the man is ill, his steps are very fast, as if he can't wait to go somewhere.

Forsythia ran to catch up, tiptoed to help him hold his umbrella and shouted "senior brother Jinglan! You still have a fever and can't get wet. Come back with me! "

She grabbed the man's arm, but the man threw her away and walked forward, even if her whole body had been soaked by the rain.

Forsythia saw that the direction he was walking was the exit of Qiu mountain.

Is he leaving Qiushan?

She immediately panicked, ran after him again, grabbed his arm again, and couldn't drag him back with all her strength.

Seeing his pale lips open and close, he seemed to be muttering to himself.

Forsythia stood up and listened carefully. Only then did she finally hear the man's voice in the wind and rain.

"Master... Master..."

He called again and again in a hoarse voice, tireless and restless.

Forsythia was angry and threw her umbrella to the ground, which made her wet in an instant.

She couldn't help screaming at the man, "she's tired of you and doesn't want you anymore! Why are you looking for her?! Elder martial brother Jinglan, wake up. I really love you! Can you be a little promising? "