Lin Ya showed a stiff complexion, but disappeared quickly, and then looked up at Situ Yan with tears, her lips trembling.
"Master, brother, do you know what you are talking about?! The man who died is my father! I hate him!"
The more Situ Yan listened to Lin Ya’s emphasis, the deeper the pain in his heart.
"If Xiaoya really doesn't care about him anymore, how could she say something so excited just now in Yuanqing Hall?"
With red eyes, Lin Ya stared at Situ Yan closely. After a long time of silence,
"You do not trust me?"
Situ Yan was taken aback and wanted to explain
"No, Xiaoya, listen to me."
Half of the talk was cut off by someone at the waist,
"I don't listen, I don't listen!"
Lin Ya covered her ears and hid behind her. Finally, she looked at Situ Yan with tears in her eyes, and then she said something.
"Since you don't believe me, then we don't have anything to say. From now on, you walk on your Yangguan Road, and I will cross my single-plank bridge!"
He turned around and flew out.
Situ Yan didn't even have time to react, and the person in front of him had disappeared.
Under the setting sun, only a lonely and bitter back of him was left, and nothing else.
When Xuan Yunzhi met Situ Yan again, it was already three months after the Immortal Cultivation Conference.
Lingyun Mountain is still the same Lingyun Mountain, but it no longer belongs to the Skyfire Sword Sect.
Zhu Xue, Xuan Yunzhi, Si Yunxie, Tang Yi, occasionally Chi Ying would appear with the prepared food box.
Apart from this, no one else appeared in Lingyun Mountain.
Xuan Yunzhi was still surprised when he knew that the rice was made by Chi Ying at first, and even stared at Chi Ying for a long time, unbelievably.
Seeing that Si Yunxie finally showed dissatisfaction, since then, Xuan Yunzhi has rarely seen Chi Ying again.
The day Xuan Yunzhi saw Situ Yan, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly.
Si Yunxie and Tang Yi happened to leave.
Zhu Xue was knocked unconscious in the bamboo forest.
Xuan Yunzhi was drowsy in the pavilion, until a compelling aura appeared, and when he opened his eyes, Situ Yan was already standing on the steps outside the pavilion.
She looked at Situ Yan, the young man's spirits faded away, and some, only perseverance and silence were left.
He stared at Xuan Yunzhi closely, holding a fiery red fan with a strange appearance.
Standing there in a white dress.
A dim light flashed in Xuan Yunzhi's eyes.
"Situ Yan?"
The corners of his lips were smiling, and the voice was faint.
Hearing Xuan Yunzhi’s voice, Situ Yan returned to his senses for a moment, and then stared at Xuan Yunzhi closely.
"Master, where is Xiaoya?"
Xuan Yunzhi raised his brows.
"Lin Ya hasn't been with you all the time?"
Seeing Xuan Yunzhi's expression, Situ Yan didn't seem to be pretending, and she probably didn't know it.
I don't know why, Situ Yan heaved a sigh of relief.
No matter what, Xuan Yunzhi was still his master, he didn't want to be an enemy of her, he never wanted to.
Xuan Yunzhi looked at the light or dark expression on his face,
"What's wrong?"
After a while, Situ Yan said
"Master, I separated from Xiaoya in Yuanqing Hall three months ago, and never saw her again. Ten days ago, Xiaoya's breath completely disappeared, and the place where her last breath remained was this Lingyun Mountain. !"
Xuan Yunzhi nodded thoughtfully
"I haven't seen Xiaoya, and Xiaoya isn't on this Lingyun Mountain."
If she seemed to have felt Lin Ya's breath ten days ago, Lin Ya disappeared soon.
She didn't care, it was not a big deal.