C567 Beware of catching cold

Bai Jiaoniang was slightly taken aback, then said in a daze, "I don't know."

Beneath the black mask, his eyes showed signs of confusion, as if the master of the Bai Jiaoniang was trying hard to remember.

After staring at him in silence for half a minute, a trembling voice came out from under the black mask: "My name is Ting Yurou. These three words had not been on his mind for a very long time. "After so many years, it's been a long time since I was mentioned."

This time, Bai Jiaoniang tried her best to remember these three words in her heart. So it turned out that the woman under the black robe had such a poetic name.

"And the sect master's name is Yue Lingxue." When Ting Yurou mentioned those three words again, his body finally trembled.

Ting Yurou, Yue Lingxue. The outer and inner sect masters of Poison Sect, who made people tremble with fear in their hearts, actually had such a gentle name.

However, the more Bai Jiaoniang heard, the more confused she became. She had followed her teacher for so many years, journeying to the north and south. However, she had never seen her own master take the initiative to tell him his name. This time, not only did she speak his name, she even revealed the name of the inner court head.

"Yue Lingxue is weak, Ting Yurou is weak." Ting Yurou's voice grew gentler and gentler: "Once upon a time, I was the same as you, a pure and innocent girl. She had her thoughts on the beauty and truth of the world. She even felt some love for her. I know that Master likes me. But years later, I had nothing to do with her. The dreams of the young girls from the past, and their longing for the true beauty of the world, have long since vanished. "

At this moment, Bai Jiaoniang was exceptionally quiet. Even though Ting Yurou's hand was gently stroking her head, she was docile and obedient.

"It's not that I don't want to be an ordinary girl, someone to accompany someone to love someone." Ting Yurou's voice gradually became a bit blurry: "Only, from the day I entered the Poison Sect. These were the most beautiful rights she had ever had. I have a thousand years of responsibility from Poison Sect. Revitalizing the sect and reviving the Poison Sect is the goal of my life. As for the other things, as long as they went against the reviving of the sect, they would instantly fall apart. Over the years, I had gotten used to black robes and black masks. This way, no one would be able to see her heart. What I left for others, will forever be that cold Poison Sect. "

Bai Jiaoniang suddenly let out a long sigh. She had already understood the sorrow of her own master, Ting Yurou.

"I also thought about marrying a man and his wife." Ting Yurou looked at the vast night sky, and a cold intent finally surfaced in her eyes: "What about the faith that the Poison Sect has held for a thousand years? What about the disciples who had fought for this faith all their lives? What about the hopes that the ancestors of the Poison Sect had for the past thousand years? "

Bai Jiaoniang became silent.

"Could it be that all the disciples of the Poison Sect s are willing to stay in this cemetery all year round? Live in this wilderness? Live in this dark place? Among them, there are many pure hearted and beautiful girls. They are as young and kind as you, and they look forward to the beauty and truth of the world. Among them, there were young men with high dreams, who looked forward to using their own abilities to go out and do something. Lady, they all have the same right as you to pursue true beauty. As for me, Ting Yurou, I will end my life and give up everything. What I need to do is for them, under the protection of the Poison Sect, to do something that I couldn't have done before. "

After all these years, Ting Yurou finally came to a stop under this kind of night. In front of this stone Buddha statue, she slowly spoke out the words in her heart.

His voice was full of bitterness.

Bai Jiaoniang suddenly understood that her master, who was dressed in black all year round, had always been cold towards others. However, since the disciples of the Poison Sect had chosen to believe in the Poison Sect, then it would be Ting Yurou who would become the External Sect Leader. He had to bring these disciples of the Poison Sect out of the house as soon as possible, into the sunlight to live the life they had wanted to live.

Who would be willing to spend their entire life in this desolate mountain, who would be willing to spend theirs in this dark underground world?

No one was willing, but these disciples of the Poison Sect s were all willing to follow Ting Yurou for many years. In a cave beneath a desolate mountain. They could overcome all the difficult circumstances and difficult conditions. She focused all her efforts on cultivation, all for the sake of bringing glory to the Poison Sect. Then, under the leadership of the sect, they walked towards a new life.

Bai Jiaoniang was speechless. She suddenly felt that she was the happiest person in the Poison Sect.

"Since I brought you into the Poison Sect on the first day, then, you are a disciple of my Poison Sect. Furthermore, you are my, Ting Yurou's, disciple. Therefore, you have the responsibility and duty to escape. As my disciple, your responsibilities are more important than the other disciples of the Poison Sect. However, you are much happier than the other disciples of Poison Sect. Now, you came over and asked me if I was being too cruel to you? I took the older brothers and sisters who gave you warmth. But, have you thought about the other disciples of the Poison Sect? They are still at the top of the tomb and in the dark underground, still absorbing corpse aura to cultivate. "

When Bai Jiaoniang heard Ting Yurou's words, she finally lowered her head in shame.

"Master, I know I was wrong." Bai Jiaoniang was like a child who had done something wrong, and sincerely said.

The night wind blew.

Ting Yurou lifted her own black robe, and then said decisively: "Little girl, master is too cruel to you. However, there were many times that Master was forced to do this. Many years ago, the Poison Sect painstakingly managed this matter. Later, at the critical moment, an accident occurred. Therefore, we have to be careful with this one last chance. We naturally have our own reasons for capturing Zhong Xiaoyu. Stop messing around and go back early. I still need your assistance to accomplish my great task of reviving the Poison Sect in the future. "

With a loud bang, the stone Buddha statue moved, Ting Yurou who was beneath the black robe. Her body instantly burrowed into the exposed hole and disappeared without a trace.

Only the Bai Jiaoniang faced the vast night, and her eyes revealed traces of mist. Hearing her own master's words, Bai Jiaoniang felt a wave of uncertainty in the bottom of her heart.

Thinking about how the countless disciples of the Poison Sect Sect lived under this statue of the Buddha in the dark. Bai Jiaoniang's nose twitched as she felt a wave of discomfort. Then, he thought about the sad looks on his big brother Xiao Yi's face in the villa. The innocent and cute beautiful big sister Xiao Yu had also disappeared without a trace. Bai Jiaoniang could not bear to see this either.

The night wind blew, and Bai Jiaoniang's face showed signs of struggling.

With regards to his sect and his master, the Bai Jiaoniang no longer resented them. However, towards Xiao Yi, and towards Xia Wei and Zhong Xiaoyu, Bai Jiaoniang also had a deep impression of him.

After a long sigh, the Bai Jiaoniang quickly flew out of the Han Shan Temple. Passing through the tombstones, they quickly returned to the group of Flower Sea Villa. She leapt up and flew through the window, entering her own room.

Xiao Yi, who was on the third floor, suddenly opened his eyes. Then, the sound was forced into a line and a voice reached the ears of the Bai Jiaoniang s on the second floor.

"The moon is dark and the winds are strong. It's the beginning of autumn. The weather is a little cold. We must be careful when we come and go. "

This simple sentence caused Bai Jiaoniang's entire body to tremble. Bai Jiaoniang, who had just landed in the room, felt her chest rising and falling intensely. was deeply shocked by Xiao Yi's words.

He thought that he would remain out of sight this time. However, it had all been made clear to everyone.

"Don't worry, I didn't follow you." You're free to come and go, and I won't get in your way. If one day you get tired of it, then go back to where you came from, and I won't blame you. "It's late at night. You should go to sleep early."

Xiao Yi's words once again echoed throughout the room, as he closed his eyes. At this sensitive time, in his own villa. Of course, Xiao Yi was clear about what was going on.

However, Xiao Yi did not shamelessly follow along. On the contrary, it gave Bai Jiaoniang freedom. Although he didn't know what Bai Jiaoniang was doing, he still had a faint idea of what she was doing. This time, Xiao Yi was rare for him to be so generous and gave the Bai Jiaoniang freedom.

After the Bai Jiaoniang heard these words, her heart finally calmed down a little. Otherwise, because of him, Xiao Yi would find out some of the sect's secrets, which was not a good thing after all.

However, he then understood the concern and magnanimity in Xiao Yi's words. Bai Jiaoniang felt his eyes become hazy, and a warm feeling flowed through his heart.

"If one day I get tired of it, then go back to where I came from." Bai Jiaoniang ruminated over these words as two streams of tears flowed down her delicate, rosy face.

A bright moon finally hung high in the night sky, its specks of radiance scattering all over the world.

Bai Jiaoniang lied on her bed the whole night, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

On the other hand, Xiao Yi's breathing was even, and he did not have a dream for the entire night. After waking up, he happily had breakfast with Xia Wei. After driving Xia Wei to the hospital, Xiao Yi drove to Pen Hall.

Sitting on the third floor of Pen Hall, Xiao Yi didn't hold back a single bit. On the piece of paper, there were words that had been written all morning with a rustling sound.

The scent of the incense and the warmth of the sunlight made Xiao Yi write on the window seat as he pleased. The depression that had been building up in his heart these days had all been vented out.

His state of mind slowly recovered to its natural state, and Xiao Yi instantly entered the realm of selflessness. Word after word passed through Xiao Yi's hair.

When he finished writing it, Xiao Yi couldn't help but laugh. In the end, Xiao Yi finally returned to his previous playful attitude and wrote a new couplet on a piece of paper.

The youth did not know the value of the essence, and always looked at the sky with tears in his eyes.

The handwriting was cool and smooth, unruly, bold and unrestrained. There was a trace of humorous pleasure in the transition.