In front of the wooden house, a black figure stood there pretty.

Lin Xuewei's hands were tightly tucked together, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar wooden house in front of her, a little nervous.

The wooden house is a bit mottled, with wind and frost and falling leaves and dust.

"Lu Chen?"

Realizing that the Qingyun Sect disciples behind him were about to arrive, Lin Xuewei finally spoke.

She was afraid that it would be too late.

With a creak, the door was opened.

A middle-aged man with a stubble face walked out.

The middle-aged man already had some gray hair on his forehead, his face was a little vicissitudes, and was filled with traces of time.

The short sleeves of exposed arms, which were washed a little white, have traces of seams and patches on them. The muscles on the strong arms are twisted, and the bronze skin is full of strength.

Zheng!

Qiu Shui's long sword was unsheathed again and placed it on Lu Chen's neck, only 0:01 cm away from his neck.

"Miss, are you?"

Lu Chen had ten thousand question marks in his mind. Almost every time he met, she would point his sword at her neck.

But he knew that this time was very different from before.

The woman in front of her had a cold face, and her long and narrow phoenix eyes did not contain any emotion.

This feeling is very strange to Lu Chen.

Lin Xuewei in front of him no longer looks like the Lin Xuewei he knew.

He felt that Lin Xuewei was more like a devil at this moment, with a strong murderous intent on her body, which made her body feel cold unconsciously.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Where is Lu Chen?"

Lin Xuewei's voice was like the sound of nature, but at this moment, it was as cold as the ice that would last forever in the cold winter.

Lu Chen curled his lips indecisively, wanting to complain, but he knew that with the systematic concealment, no one could notice his strangeness.

Otherwise, he would have been in trouble for the thirty years he has been here.

"I...I don't know! The heroine spares life!"

Lu Chen pretended to be a normal person's fearful expression, his legs trembled, pretending to be very afraid.

Over the past thirty years, Lu Chen has been very confident about his acting skills.

The tone and expression were not exaggerated at all.

Sure enough, Lin Xuewei didn't notice any flaws and frowned, "Don't you know Lu Chen?"

"I know, he has left...it's not my business. If that kid Lu Chen provokes you, go find him and don't look for me!"

Lu Chen continued to act.

"Noisy! Where did he go?"

Lin Xuewei shouted lightly and glared at Lu Chen.

If it weren't for the fact that there was an ordinary person without cultivation, she would have killed him.

The sword penetrated a little deeper, and blood was already flowing out. Lu Chen pretended to be extremely scared and shouted: "He... He has already gone down the mountain and said he wants to find a little girl named Lin Xuewei..."

"snort."

However, although Lin Xuewei was angry, she also put her sword in the sheath.

Turning his head to see where he came from, the lights of various magic weapons are getting closer and closer.

A glimmer flashed in Lin Xuewei's eyes. Could it be that she wouldn't even see her last time?

"Little hooligan, I will teach you how to practice! I am very powerful. Is it okay to be your master? Keep telling me stories. I want to listen to Xiaoqian's story..."

"Xiaoqian is so pitiful! Woo woo..."

"Little hooligan, do you think I look good in this outfit?"

"Little hooligan, come down the mountain with me. I'll take you to a good place. It's so fun and much more interesting than you are here..."

"Little hooligan, you are so young, why are you always like an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years? You are not as good as a worldly firework? I have a little doubt if you are a normal person!"

"Do you have a girl you like? What kind of girl do you like?"

"I will never pay attention to you anymore. You bully girls, not men, why don't you bother telling me? You, you... I'm not big, I'm not brainless, ahhh, I'm going to kill you!"

"Do you know what I like to do the most?"

"No, I like to point my sword at your neck the most...ahhahahaha..."

The past is passing by bit by bit, laughter, laughter, and quarrels keep ringing in my ears...

It seems to be in front of you, yesterday.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have listened to them. I've been in Qingyun Sect for a few more years."

"But I'm really happy with you when I'm with you."

"Really, that's the happiest time in my life."

"It's good to go down the mountain, look for me? But I'm afraid I can't find it..."

"Okay, I know what you want."

"I hope that there will always be a place in your heart, and then find a virtuous wife who will not quarrel with you, and spend the rest of your life safely.

"I finally know why you are unwilling to practice with me."

"It seems better to be an ordinary person, and there will be no such hatred, and there will be no fighting and killing all day long."

Two tears slipped through Lin Xuewei's eyes and her nose was slightly sore.

At this moment, all the defensive disguise on her body was broken.

The next moment, the weakness on her face was swept away, and replaced by a hint of determination, suddenly turning her head and looking at the way she came.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect, kill one is one!

"The demon demon is there! Kill!"

In the distance, the shouts of killing soared into the sky, and the magic weapon shone brightly. In a flash, it came to Lin Xuewei.

Lin Xuewei was holding her spirits forcibly, her spiritual power was exhausted, and she was biting her teeth tightly, and she was silently reciting the magic sect's technique of burning her own menstrual blood.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Lu Chen felt a little unbearable and a little dazed.

He could feel Lin Xuewei's sadness at this moment.

Inexplicably, I felt a little sad.

He actually wanted to tell Lin Xuewei loudly that he was Lu Chen.

But he can't.

When Lu Chen saw Lin Xuewei's blood riot and a violent aura swept around, Lu Chen's face changed drastically.

He no longer cared about anything else, and hurriedly pulled Lin Xuewei and said, "Girl, Lu Chen said, he has gone here, come with me."

He used his strength in secret, and without Lin Xuewei's awareness, he helped her restore her bloodline to riot.

When Lin Xuewei heard Lu Chen's name, she didn't care about her own changes. She opened her beautiful eyes widened, "Really?"

Lu Chen nodded with a sincere expression, unable to doubt the authenticity of what he said.

Walking into the wooden house, Lu Chen lifted a piece of wood on the stone bed, revealing an authentic tunnel.

"Get in and leave Qingyun Sect from here."

Lu Chen pointed to the Tao and said.

Originally, he was going to run away after taking Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao.

Now, he can only use it in advance.

After letting Lin Xuewei go, he still has to find a way to clear himself of suspicion, so this authenticity is naturally unavailable.

"But, what should you do if you let me go?"

Lin Xuewei was a little hesitant.

"Don't worry, I have my own way."

Lu Chen smiled, but unexpectedly, Lin Xuewei's heart was still quite kind.

"Then you have to be careful."

Lin Xuewei gritted her teeth and reminded her.

She knew that if she didn't leave and Qingyun's disciples came, they wouldn't be able to survive.

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