There's something wrong with my master.

After a long time, Yun Changsheng finally came to his senses when he was called Brother Lang.

He said, "Brother Yu."

The person in the coffin covered his heart and tried to turn over.

Chapter 70: The World Is Not Worth It

Before the world lost its color and only that figure remained.

In Yun Changsheng's heart, there are still people who make him feel guilty, people who make him respect, and people who make him feel helpless.

He respected his master, respected Mr. Feng, and had a close relationship with Mr. Qingmu.

But helplessness and guilt, the heroic woman in front of him had both of these.

He was a little stiff, and his thoughts, which were wholeheartedly trying to recreate the scene of the immortal's arrival, paused. He twisted his body a little with difficulty and thought of the woman who made him feel guilty.

My thoughts drifted to the winter more than a hundred years ago.

The dirty little girl looked like a little boy, so he dressed her up as a boy and gave her a nickname, Brother Yu.

Thinking of that promise, Yun Changsheng had already forgotten the tone of voice he used when he spoke it.

Maybe it was a joke, or maybe he felt that it would be nice if they could live together and depend on each other.

When he returned home, Yun Changsheng heard that the girl had been there and Li Niang had agreed to the marriage. He was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

However, if Lin Duoduo had not been by his side at that time, he might not have fulfilled that promise.

Later, because of Lin Duoduo's obstruction, Yun Changsheng never saw her again.

I can only ask Li Niang to refuse again and again.

Maybe it was ten years, maybe it was fifteen years. Yun Changsheng was very relieved to hear Lin Duoduo say that Brother Yu was gone.

He hopes that the little girl can forget the past and live happily.

However, he never expected that it was Lin Duoduo who used his power to block all the news about his younger brother Yu.

What he didn't expect was that when they met again, there was a tombstone with the name of Yun Lang's wife, Yun Rong, written on it.

It was a shock from the soul, condemnation and guilt from deep within the heart.

"She didn't want to interfere with your happiness, fearing that it would make you unhappy. She also feared that you would be unhappy, so she stayed on the roof guarding you for the rest of your life."

This was what Lin Duoduo said when the couple talked about Brother Yu again in the small town.

Later on, there was no need for Lin Duoduo to do anything, as Brother Yu hid his own information.

She hopes Yunlang's happiness will continue forever.

Under the peach tree, the girl has grown up, with eager anticipation in her eyes.

The peach tree spread pollen and put on colorful clothes for the girl who had been waiting for a hundred years. The monkey also opened his eyes and showed an interested look.

"I'm sorry for breaking the appointment."

Thousands of words finally turned into this apology, which seemed pale and powerless.

The monkey closed his eyes again and lost his worldly desires. The world was not worth it!

"I don't blame you." The girl seemed uncomfortable with the delicate and artificial voice. She raised her hand and pinched her throat.

The beautiful picture was instantly broken, and she stomped her feet in anger, really... how could... how could he be so useless!

She needs to be gentle and act coquettishly. This is the kind of woman Yun Lang likes!

"Ah."

Yun Changsheng, who hadn't laughed for many months, chuckled softly. The laughter was fleeting, like an illusion.

"This time, I may break my promise again."

Yun Changsheng put his hands behind his back and touched the black coffin behind him, his movements were gentle, "I don't know how to love someone anymore."

"I can wait."

I have waited for a hundred years, so I don’t mind waiting a few more hundred years. Maybe one day I will let it go, or maybe I will never let it go.

"No matter if you are a hidden immortal or a mortal, you should let go in the end. Your master should have told you that."

"Your master has just taught you a lesson." The girl said, picking up the sword, her heroic spirit could no longer be concealed.

"Also, my name is not Brother Yu, my name is Rong Xiaoyu." She straightened her upper body proudly, and without the loose blue shirt covering her figure, her figure was revealed.

"I don't want to force you to keep your promise." As she said this, she looked down at the peach blossoms on the ground.

"Just let me stay with you until I let go or you accept me."

She is a man of few words, and perhaps even a little socially anxious. She spoke so many words to the person she likes, and her originally fair face turned red.

There was a rare hint of shyness in her voice.

"You said you wanted to recreate the scene when the immortals came to this world a hundred thousand years ago, so that your wife can wake up, can...can..."

She didn't say the rest.

But what if he can’t wake up?

Or what if you don’t want to wake up?

When the two looked at each other again, no one spoke.

Finally, Yun Changsheng spoke up and interrupted the silence.

"Put on a green shirt. That one looks better. This skirt doesn't suit you. Also, where are your shoes?"

"I...I thought you would like it."

She didn't resist. The peach blossoms fell and covered her body. In just a moment, her clothes turned back to blue.

There was a long sword behind her back, her hair was tied with a headband, and there was no rouge between her lips. She looked fresh and heroic, unlike before, when she looked awkward no matter how you looked at her.

"It's still more comfortable when Brother Yu calls me." Yun Changsheng said again.

"Just call me if you like me." Rong Xiaoyu looked obedient.

"Where is your master? I'll take you back."

"Can...can I...not reply?"

It seemed that she would agree to all of Yun Changsheng's requests, and even when it came to the very reluctant matter of going back, she only dared to make a slight rebuttal.

"Let her stay with you." A vague and cold voice sounded, and it was impossible to tell where it came from.

Yun Changsheng: ...

"Master..."

"You've disobeyed me so many times, and now what I say is completely useless to you?"

"Master... I just don't want anyone to be like me."

"Just asking you, will you take her with you?"

The black coffin suddenly became heavy and seemed to be flying up the mountain.

"I will obey your orders, Master."

Yun Changsheng looked at Rong Xiaoyu helplessly, "The obsession from childhood is the hardest to let go, and the longer we are together, the harder it is to let go."

"Ah."

After putting on the green shirt and taking back the sword, Rong Xiaoyu turned back into the cold and aloof green-shirted swordsman, as if the shy girl before was not her anymore.

She just nodded to show that she understood.

"Master, you have indulged me many times before, but I still want to ask you something again."

"explain."

"Will what I do really not hinder your path?"

"Not anymore."

A vague voice sounded, and there was no further text after that.

Lin Xi in the black coffin closed his eyes, quietly refining the obsession in his heart.

Before she merged with Lin Duoduo's body, her path was indeed blocked. Now that they have merged, she has become complete.

As for the soul between Yun Changsheng’s eyebrows, it is not important at all.

The split of her soul was not a big loss to her. She could cultivate her soul to be complete again in ten or twenty years.

Compared to the obsession that requires two hundred years to be fully refined, this is just a small matter.

This may be the cold heart of the great man who has transcended the tribulation.

Yun Changsheng and Rong Xiaoyu have been falling deeper and deeper into each other's love for more than a hundred years, but she is confident that she can let it go completely after two hundred years.

"Husband." She murmured softly, feeling the obsession in her heart.

Getting married and staying together for life is not a bad feeling, it can even be joyful.

Slowly, the black coffin turned into her shape. She lay on Yun Changsheng's back, looking leisurely.

Relying on her high level of cultivation, no one could discover her.

"Yunrong clan, Yunlin clan?"

"My disciple, since you are the one who did this, then just help me practice."

Chapter 71: Squatting until my legs are numb

Just as Rong Xiaoyu herself said, she just wanted to stay with Yun Changsheng until she let it go or Yun Changsheng accepted her.

From that day on, she became a shadow, and followed Yun Changsheng wherever he went.

She always avoided her own figure, sometimes squatting in the corner, sometimes standing on the roof, and sometimes sitting on a tree branch holding a sword.

If Yun Changsheng didn't call her, she wouldn't speak and would be quiet, as if this person had never existed.

"Come up."

"Oh."

The green-shirted swordsman flew onto the boat and sat on the roof very consciously.

She continued to look at the words on the note, on which the strategy would be updated from time to time.

The person who wrote the note confessed his identity, expressed his willingness to bring the two together, and said that he was optimistic about their future.

Then she realized that the person talking to her was not Yun Changsheng's wife, but Yun Changsheng's master.

After the strategy on paper stopped updating, Rong Xiaoyu consciously picked up the paintbrush and painted the scenery along the way, selecting the most beautiful ones and putting them into the storage ring.

Yun Changsheng had become accustomed to her presence, because it seemed the same whether she was there or not.

He looked around and controlled the boat to speed up.

The location of the Snow Cloud Sword is not far from Four Seasons Mountain, so there is no need to go through a teleportation array.

He deliberately avoided the cave where the two car accidents had occurred, and after flying for five consecutive days, he finally arrived at the destination.

It could have been faster.

But even after reaching the state of spiritual transformation, the symptom of flying sword dizziness has not been cured...

So we can only sail away, at least it’s faster than using the escape light.

The ship slowly descended.

Rong Xiaoyu stood three meters away from Yun Changsheng like a shadow.

Yun Changsheng got off the boat, and she followed him.

The two looked around.

One of them subconsciously picked up a pen to paint, while the other took out the Yunxue Sword.

This is at the bottom of a cliff, with cliffs on both sides.

Looking up along the steep cliff, you can't see the top of the cliff.