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When the voice came out, Yun Shuer's wrist had already been grabbed.

She was startled, raised her head, and when she saw the person in front of her, her eyes widened: "Mei, Myrtle Owner!"

The handsome man clad in an inky blue robe standing in front of her, was actually Mei Zijie?

However, the person in front of him had long since lost his flashy past. His demeanor was calm and collected.

"Father!" This bad guy hit me! " The boy struggled to cry again.

Mei Zijie said helplessly, "Zixuan, don't mess around!" As he said that, he looked at Yun Shuer apologetically, "Child, you are mischievous, Miss Shu'er, please forgive me."

Yun Shuer was at a loss for words, but subconsciously he let go of the kid.

Mei Zixuan raised his fist in anger and punched Yun Shuer in the abdomen, but was caught by Mei Zijie.

Usually, Zi Xuan would be an extremely obedient child, but when he met Yun Family, he seemed to have changed into a different person. This really troubled him.

"If you don't listen, don't blame me for hitting your board!" Although Mei Zijie could not bear it, he still shouted out.

Mei Zixuan was scared stiff by Mei Zijie. He blinked his eyes, and then burst into tears again: "Daddy helped bad people to bully Xuan'er, Daddy is biased towards Yun Family, but Yun Family doesn't have any good people. Yun Jinxiu killed Mother's clansmen and elder brother, and Mother's master. Mei Zixuan said while crying.

Mei Zijie was helpless. Ever since the child was born, Chen Xueling had been acting like a madman, instigating all of these things with him, causing the child to hate Yun Family to the bones ever since he was a child.

Fortunately, the Yun Family was getting stronger and stronger, and the embroidery had left the clouds …

Mei Zijie looked at the rest of the Yun Family apologetically, but in the next moment, his gaze froze!

Within the vermillion door, a young girl stood alone with a cool breeze blowing past her. Her pair of eyes were as white as a mountain and as black as water as she calmly looked at him.

Mei Zijie felt something, was suddenly pulled out from his memory.

Everything about the girl also came to him in an instant.

She … He's back!

Yun Jinxiu's gaze made contact with Mei Zijie's gaze, but he quickly retracted his gaze, and turned around. "Father, where is half body weirdo?"

Yun Jiang suddenly regained his senses, "Oh, because half of Senior's body is a spirit body, it's not suitable for him to appear in the sunlight for a long time, so I ordered someone to set up a place for the recovery of the soul. I'll bring you there right now."

Yun Jinxiu said: "No need, I'll go myself."

With that, he ignored the rest and pulled Xiao Huhu forward.

Yun Jiang could not help but glance at Mei Zijie, and then shook his head slightly.

Once something was destroyed, it would be difficult to repair, and after the Qingyun Sect was destroyed, the people of Chen Family and Chen Family had completely disappeared, and because of the relationship with Chen Xueling, the Mei family had encountered a lot of ostracism, making it difficult to recover.

Sigh, back then Mei Zijie had helped the Yun Family a lot, but now that their relationship was so stiff, it made me sigh.

Yun Jiang cupped his hands and ignored everyone else, and led Sai Xishi and the rest towards the main hall.

Outside the Zhu Clan, Mei Zijie's body stiffened.

In this world, there were many things that could not be repeated.

He had also thought about it. If he had to make another choice in the past, would he have made something else?

Later on, he realized that he had no other choice, and that was the only path he could take.

All the roads were blocked after he got drunk on his wedding night.

Xue Ling had his child. No matter what kind of blood enmity she bore, he could not let go of her hand.

And the embroidery...

Indeed, she was as cold and detached as she used to be back then. Her gaze upon him was as calm and collected as a stranger's.

He knew that she clearly bore him grudges and favors, and that they had nothing to do with each other.

Mei Zijie sighed softly, but without knowing why, he felt that the sun was not as warm as he had imagined.

"Father, why didn't you kill Yun Jinxiu? She bullied her mother, and even bullied me! " Mei Zixuan curled her lips, her eyes red.

Mei Zijie was speechless. Kill Yun Jinxiu?

And now, who could kill Yun Jinxiu?

Xue Ling, who had once been comparable to her, was now far behind her.

Xue Ling had painstakingly nurtured Zi Xuan into a sharp blade for revenge, but when Zi Xuan grew up, what kind of level would Yun Jinxiu have reached?

He did not dare to presume to guess Yun Jinxiu's strength, but sadly, he realized that he had believed from start to finish, that she would continue to advance until she reached the highest point on this continent.

Inside the Soul Nurturing Pavilion was shade.

The moment Yun Jinxiu stepped into the Soul Nurturing Pavilion, a black shadow floated over.

The long hair dragged on the ground made half of her body without a face, and the two little red stones actually opened their eyes, looking at Yun Jinxiu curiously while blinking. After that, with a "whoosh" sound, they rushed over, affectionately flying around Yun Jinxiu.

"Ah …" half body weirdo's voice came out, "Your body … "My body …"

Yun Jinxiu nodded his head: "I will prepare some materials and we will refine our bodies."

Ah!" The half-body freak suddenly burst into tears.

The corner of Xiao Huhu's mouth twitched: "This damned thing, a spirit body can fight against the Martial King.

Yun Jinxiu reached into the Bagu Gate and picked a herb, then said: "It's a pity that this spirit body is not complete."

Xiao Huhu crawled to the side of a table and sat down, his two calves absent-mindedly swinging back and forth. "Sometimes, a complete spirit body does not necessarily mean a complete human body. Didn't you cultivate a strange looking soul core? "

Yun Jinxiu, who was sitting in front of the table, stopped cleaning up the medicinal herbs, then looked at him and said: "So you're saying, the half body weirdo's strength is not to be estimated?"

Xiao Huhu tilted his head and said: "If you were to refine your body again, your strength will definitely be greatly reduced, and the degree of loss is related to the level of your cultivation, the higher your cultivation level, the greater the loss would be, and if you were to find a body that is not bad, you might be able to minimize this kind of loss."

Yun Jinxiu replied with a "Okay". Her gaze fell on those immortal medicine and Spirit Grass, and asked for a long time: "You are the king?"

Xiao Huhu was startled, as though she did not expect her to ask such a question, after all, she would never ask about anything related to him.

"Demons always like to occupy mountains as their king. That's why there are so many big and small kings. Do you think I'm one of them?" His tone was somewhat mocking.

Yun Jinxiu said: "Black and white can form barrier easily. In Mortal Realm, it seems like the lowest level of cultivation is only achievable by Martial Emperors."

Xiao Huhu couldn't help but look at her, and then crooked his head and laughed: "What do you want to know? As long as this reputed one remembers something, this reputed one would speak everything they knew. "

Seeing his adult-like mischievous eyes, Yun Jinxiu felt that he was looking for a beating when he said those words with such a teasing tone with that innocent face of a little kid.