"Miss, are we really going to leave like this? Maybe Master Xuanji is in a moment of impatience, and when he gets rid of his anger, maybe he won't want us to leave!"

Just now, Yushen didn't plead to Xuanji because she wanted to vent her anger for her master, but she didn't expect that the matter would eventually reach this level.

If he walked another hundred steps, Yan Ling would really have to leave the place where he had stayed for twelve years.

Looking back, the hills imprinted in his mind were hidden in the winding hills behind the main hall. This time Yan Ling could finally step out of these hills and see the outside world.

Maybe it's because autumn is getting stronger that the Spirit Sword Sect, with so many people coming and going, seems so depressed.

"Let's go, no wait, he really doesn't want me this time."

Yan Ling lowered his eyes and looked at the storage ring on his finger.

This was the first gift Xuanji gave her - when she was fifteen years old, that is, the year she grew up.

At that time, Yan Ling already had the appearance of a young girl, and she was no longer the little girl who was chased by her second senior brother and called "slug" every day.

The girl Yan Ling stood under the peach blossom tree with a sad face, counting the numbers over and over with her fingers.

"Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen!"

"This is my fifteenth birthday!"

Little did he know, a plain white figure had already stood behind him.

"What are you counting?"

Xuanji's voice sounded, and Yan Ling hurriedly turned around, his brows already furrowed into a small hill.

"Master, please help me count. Is today my fifteenth birthday? Second senior brother must say that I am only fourteen years old this year!"

Just now, Feng Shaoqing made a fuss with her, saying that her birthdays did not count and had to be subtracted by one year.

"It's fifteen."

Xuanji replied calmly.

The little girl was seven years old when she came to him, and now eight years have passed.

It turns out that time flies by so fast, and the little girl in front of me has changed from a cheerful appearance to the slim and graceful one she is now.

"I'm just saying, what the second senior brother said is wrong!"

The sadness on Yan Ling's face disappeared in an instant. She was about to find her second senior brother and reason with him. Master Yan even said that she was already fifteen years old!

"She is a grown-up girl, but her mind is still like that of a child."

"A fifteen-year-old girl in this world is already old enough to have hair extensions. She can no longer mess around."

Xuanji speaks with sincerity and sincerity like an elder.

"Hair-haired?"

Yan Ling raised his head slightly as if thinking, this name seemed so familiar.

"I know! I heard my father say that a woman can get married after she has her hairpin ceremony!"

"Master, it's almost time to take out the daughter Hong I buried, right?"

After all these years, she still misses the wine she buried.

Xuanji directly ignored Yan Ling's question, took out an object from his arms, and handed it to Yan Ling.

"Storage ring!"

Yan Ling took a closer look and saw that it was an exquisite jade ring!

But this is no ordinary jade ring. From the lines on it, we can see that this is the legendary magic weapon that can take care of all things - the storage ring!

"Wow, Master, are you going to give it to Ling'er?"

Yan Ling couldn't wait to take it on her hands.

"Yes, this is a haircut gift from my teacher!"

"Thank you Master!"

…

The girl's happy face still seemed like yesterday, but her elated state of mind seemed like a lifetime ago.

With a sigh, Yan Ling turned pale, the storage ring was still there, but the original friendship between master and disciple had disappeared.

Yan Ling looked up and found that girl Yu Shen was looking at him distressedly.

Yan Ling also felt sorry for Yu Shen in her heart.

"Yu Sheng, I left the Spirit Sword Sect this time, and there is no possibility of coming back. The Wangyou Sect has also severed ties with me. If you follow me, you will have to live in the open air. I am afraid that you, a little girl, will not be able to bear it.

"

"While we haven't left the Spirit Sword Sect yet, you can go back and find Qing Leya. After all, we are from the Wangyou Sect. Even if Qing Leya hates me in her heart, she won't go back and embarrass you."

Yan Ling couldn't bear to take Yubao to suffer with him.

After listening to Yan Ling's words, Yu Shen couldn't bear it anymore, tears burst into her eyes, like beads with broken strings, falling on the stone slab.

"Miss, don't you want Yusheng? Yusheng is not afraid of hardship and just wants to be by Miss's side!"

The young lady came to the Lingjian Sect when she was seven years old, but she had already stayed by the young lady's side when she was three or four years old and had just learned to speak. She never left her. She could be said to be a small shadow of Yan Ling.

There was a sourness in her nose, and Yan Ling's eyes were warm. She put her hand on Yu Shen's shoulder and stroked it gently.

"What are you talking about? How could I let you go? You are my dearest sister!"

Although Yan Ling has been the daughter of the Wangyou family for so many years, she has never held back and has always treated Yu Shen as her own sister.

Now that he sees Yushen treating him so sincerely, his love for her is not in vain.

"Okay, then you will follow me to the end of the world and we will never be separated!"

"Yu Shen will never leave the lady!"

…

The master and servant walked out of the Spirit Sword Sect's gate, and not long after, the night became darker.

Fortunately, the moon is full today and the moonlight is bright, lighting up the way forward for Yan Ling and the others.

"Miss, did you hear any strange noises?"

Yushen's hearing was the most sensitive. Apart from the sound of broken branches coming from under her feet, she always felt that there were other sounds coming from her.

Although there is a Spirit Sword Sect located on Lingjian Mountain, there are also some monsters on the mountain. In addition, there are always demons and demon cultivators causing trouble recently, so Yan Ling couldn't help but be vigilant. After listening to Yu Shen's words,

She also became suspicious and stopped.

"Woo——"

"Woo——"

Sure enough, there was a strange sound!

The wind wasn't very strong tonight, so I couldn't explain it if it was the wind.

Thinking of what Xuanji once told him, Yan Ling couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat -

There is a demon wolf on Lingjian Mountain who has been practicing for thousands of years. He usually concentrates on practicing and does not harm people. However, whenever the demonic energy in his body increases sharply on a full moon night, he cannot control himself, becomes irritable, and hurts people.

Therefore, if disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect want to go down the mountain to practice, they never choose to go down the mountain on a full moon day.

Yan Ling raised his head and glanced at the moon in the sky, and Yan Ling's heart was already cold.

Listening to the approaching sound, it must be the wolf demon.

The sound was getting closer and closer. It must be that the wolf demon whose mind was controlled by the evil spirit heard their movements and came to look for prey.

Quietly, Yan Ling reached her hand behind her back and tightly grasped the hilt of the long sword she carried with her. Regardless of whether she could fight or not, she avoided the confrontation with the wolf demon today.
Chapter completed!