Ye Ling had just finished speaking, and without looking back at Cang Ye, he hugged Ruoyun and jumped directly off the cliff.

"Yun'er, you can't be my wife in this life, at least we can go to the underworld and become a pair of ghost mandarin ducks."

Ye Ling hugged Ruoyun's body tightly in his arms. The feeling of falling rapidly made it difficult for him to breathe. The moment he hit the ground, his eyes fell into darkness. When he woke up again, Ruoyun was no longer around him.

All traces of Yun were left behind: a pool of blood and tattered bloody clothes.

Only then did Ye Ling suddenly remember that those who were killed by the Zhuxian Sword would be wiped out in ashes and would never be reincarnated.

"Hey, are you stupid?"

Gong Xianxian's voice awakened Ye Ling's thoughts. He raised his eyes and saw Gong Xianxian waving her hand in front of his eyes. Ye Ling rolled his eyes.

"This time I went to the Sunset Sect and narrowly escaped death. Let's say goodbye here."

Ye Ling's cold voice rang in Gong Xianxian's ears, but Gong Xianxian immediately stepped forward and grabbed his cuffs.

"Don't you want me now?"

Ye Ling's sudden closeness to Gong Xianxian made Ye Ling feel a little uneasy. The image of Ruoyun acting coquettishly in front of him flashed through his mind again, which was exactly the same as the current Gong Xianxian.

"If you go with me, you will die. Aren't you afraid?"

"With you, I won't be afraid."

Gong Xianxian grabbed Ye Ling's sleeves tightly, fearing that he would leave her alone. If he left, how could she, a wanderer like herself, be able to get out of this barren mountain?

Ye Ling looked at Gong Xianxian. Her ice-blue eyes were so bright, just like the little Ruoyun who acted coquettishly around her back then. "As long as I have brother Ye Ling, I'm not afraid."

"Well, you go with me, but if you encounter dangers along the way, I may not be able to protect you."

"As long as you let me follow you."

Gong Xianxian was filled with joy when she heard Ye Ling's words, with a sweet smile on her lips, and kept jumping after Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's originally cold heart was actually warmed by Gong Xianxian's words. She had been lonely since she was a child. Even if she followed Cang Ye into the Sunset Sect, she was ostracized in every possible way. Only Ruoyun never left her and took care of her in every possible way. Now Gong Xianxian

With Xianxian clinging to herself like this, not to mention whether she was doing it for the Shennong Cauldron, Ye Ling's heart was gradually warmed.

Ye Ling waved his right hand, and the long sword on his back was unsheathed. As soon as he uttered a spell, he drove the long sword and flew into the air.

Ye Ling stretched out her hand to Gong Xianxian, with a rare tenderness on her face and said, "Let's hit the road."

Gong Xianxian handed her hand to Ye Ling. Ye Ling gently pulled her onto the flying sword. Gong Xianxian stood on the flying sword. Her center of gravity was unstable and she almost fell to the ground. Ye Ling quickly grabbed her.

wrist.

"Stand firm and hold on to me."

Standing firmly on the flying sword again, Gong Xianxian immediately grabbed Ye Ling's sleeve tightly, flew with the sword, and headed directly towards the Sunset Sect.

After walking for about two days, Ye Ling and Gong Xianxian finally arrived in front of the Sunset Sect's mountain gate. It was still the majestic Sunset Sect in their memories, solemn and solemn, but it was vaguely different. It seemed much more deserted than before, probably because of the departure.

It's been too long and I'm probably a stranger.

At that time, it was really dusk at sunset, and the afterglow shone on the entire hilltop. The red house walls of the sunset were gleaming with mottled spots under the afterglow, making it look quite dull.

"Is this the Sunset Sect? It's not as lively as I imagined! It's deserted!"

Gong Xianxian stood in front of the Sunset Sect's gate, looking towards the Sunset Sect's gate with some disdain. There were only a few disciples guarding the door, but their postures were not energetic.

Ye Ling frowned and looked ahead. The flying sword had already been sheathed. The evening breeze was blowing his long hair, and his dark gown was rustling in the cold wind.

"Heaven, it's going to rain."

Ye Ling looked at the large gilt characters "Sunset Sect" on the door plaque, but his face was cold and evil, and his eyes like dead water were without a trace of waves, like a ghost in this dusk.

Sure enough, a bolt of lightning lit up half of the sky, and thunder resounded throughout the sky. It was a beautiful dusk just a moment ago, but in an instant, it was already covered with dark clouds, strong winds, and heavy rains were coming at any time.

"Just stand behind me. This battle is between me and the Sunset Sect. No outsiders are allowed to interfere."

Ye Ling looked sideways at Gong Xianxian, her long flowing hair instantly soaked under the heavy rain.

"Don't worry, I don't have the strength to intervene even if I want to."

Gong Xianxian hid under the eaves of a roof, sitting lazily on a stone pillar and yawning. After two days of traveling, she really didn't sleep well, and her whole body felt sore and backache.

Ye Ling stopped talking and walked forward on foot, holding his sword and stopping outside the Sunset Sect Mountain Gate.

When the disciples who were guarding in front of the sect saw Ye Ling's figure, their expressions suddenly changed.

One of them saw Ye Ling's appearance clearly and shuddered all over, "Big... senior brother..."

"What big brother!"

The disciple next to him curled his lips when he heard this, his eyes full of mockery, pointed the sword in his hand at Ye Ling, and said sternly: "Traitor, you still have the nerve to come back!"

"Oh? Why can't I come back?" Ye Ling raised her eyebrows and asked coldly.

"Humph, why can't you come back? Go to hell and ask the King of Hell!"

The disciple sneered when he saw this, and then said: "Go and inform the leader quickly, that evil beast Ye Ling has come back to die!"

………………

The raindrops falling from the sky fell on his feet. Ye Ling suddenly chuckled and shook his head. He turned a deaf ear to the words spoken by the disciples in front of the sect and walked straight to the mountain gate.

"Bold Ye Ling, you have been expelled by the master for a long time, but you still dare to go up the mountain privately!"

"Ye. Ye Ling, what are you going to do!"

Several disciples clasped their hands and pressed their swords against the gate of the sect. Their eyes showed panic, but they still prevented Ye Ling from taking half a step into the gate.

At the same time, a bolt of lightning rose high in conjunction with the thunder, and along with the strong murderous intent emanating from Ye Ling's body, the disciples couldn't help but tremble in their legs.

Gong Xianxian stood in front of the sect without taking a step, just watching a good show.

Immediately afterwards...

When several disciples saw that Ye Ling refused to listen to the dissuasion and still insisted on going, holding long swords in their hands, they stepped forward to stop him.

Who would have thought that before the disciple who had just arrived in front of Ye Ling could draw his sword, a streak of blood suddenly burst out!

"Senior brother!"

The blood scattered, and the disciple who was called Senior Brother fell to the ground. Only a trace of blood could be seen on his neck.

The blood mixed with the rain, and strange words bloomed on the ground. Gong Xianxian raised her eyes and looked at Ye Ling's back, still a little domineering.

Some timid juniors turned pale with fright when they saw this scene and immediately ran towards the sect.

"Here comes someone! Ye Ling has broken into the mountain gate!"

With such a roar, all the disciples of the Sunset Sect were brought out, and their angry gazes were all cast on Ye Ling. Ye Ling had just finished speaking, and never looked back at Cang Ye again, hugging him.

Zhu Ruoyun took a leap of life and jumped directly off the cliff.

"Yun'er, you can't be my wife in this life, at least we can go to the underworld and become a pair of ghost mandarin ducks."

Ye Ling hugged Ruoyun's body tightly in his arms. The feeling of falling rapidly made it difficult for him to breathe. The moment he hit the ground, his eyes fell into darkness. When he woke up again, Ruoyun was no longer around him.

All traces of Yun were left behind: a pool of blood and tattered bloody clothes.

Only then did Ye Ling suddenly remember that those who were killed by the Zhuxian Sword would be wiped out in ashes and would never be reincarnated.

"Hey, are you stupid?"

Gong Xianxian's voice awakened Ye Ling's thoughts. He raised his eyes and saw Gong Xianxian waving her hand in front of his eyes. Ye Ling rolled his eyes.

"This time I went to the Sunset Sect and narrowly escaped death. Let's say goodbye here."

Ye Ling's cold voice rang in Gong Xianxian's ears, but Gong Xianxian immediately stepped forward and grabbed his cuffs.

"Don't you want me now?"

Ye Ling's sudden closeness to Gong Xianxian made Ye Ling feel a little uneasy. The image of Ruoyun acting coquettishly in front of him flashed through his mind again, which was exactly the same as the current Gong Xianxian.

"If you go with me, you will die. Aren't you afraid?"

"With you, I won't be afraid."

Gong Xianxian grabbed Ye Ling's sleeves tightly, fearing that he would leave her alone. If he left, how could she, a wanderer like herself, be able to get out of this barren mountain?

Ye Ling looked at Gong Xianxian. Her ice-blue eyes were so bright, just like the little Ruoyun who acted coquettishly around her back then. "As long as I have brother Ye Ling, I'm not afraid."

"Well, you go with me, but if you encounter dangers along the way, I may not be able to protect you."

"As long as you let me follow you."

Gong Xianxian was filled with joy when she heard Ye Ling's words, with a sweet smile on her lips, and kept jumping after Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's originally cold heart was actually warmed by Gong Xianxian's words. She had been lonely since she was a child. Even if she followed Cang Ye into the Sunset Sect, she was ostracized in every possible way. Only Ruoyun never left her and took care of her in every possible way. Now Gong Xianxian

With Xianxian clinging to herself like this, not to mention whether she was doing it for the Shennong Cauldron, Ye Ling's heart was gradually warmed.

Ye Ling waved his right hand, and the long sword on his back was unsheathed. As soon as he uttered a spell, he drove the long sword and flew into the air.

Ye Ling stretched out her hand to Gong Xianxian, with a rare tenderness on her face and said, "Let's hit the road."

Gong Xianxian handed her hand to Ye Ling. Ye Ling gently pulled her onto the flying sword. Gong Xianxian stood on the flying sword. Her center of gravity was unstable and she almost fell to the ground. Ye Ling quickly grabbed her.

wrist.

"Stand firm and hold on to me."
To be continued...