Stepping on the white dove bridge and crossing the illusory sea of ​​clouds, Di Chen'er took the lead in breaking the atmosphere left before. He suggested that everyone sit down and rest first. After all, climbing a mountain is really tiring, and what they have to face next is the old man with broken arms mentioned by Sangsang.

Everyone agreed happily, and Feng Zhaojian also took this time to find Sha Yimeng to suck it. Di Chen'er saw it, and he smiled happily, and then looked at Sangsang, who was avoiding everyone and sitting alone in a distance.

She sat on the edge of the cliff, supported her hands behind her, raised her head slightly, and looked at the sea of ​​clouds in front of her.

Di Chen'er walked slowly, sat next to her, and looked at the sea of ​​clouds as she was.

The long silence was broken just when Miss Sangsang looked at him.

Miss Sangsang asked, "Young Master, do you want to hear my story?"

Di Chen'er smiled and asked, "It's rare that Miss Sangsang is so proactive. If she doesn't listen, will she seem inhumane?"

Sangsang was amused by his words.

"Everyone has his own story, either happiness, romance, or sadness." Di Chen'er looked at her and smiled and said, "Miss Sangsang, if you know my past, you may feel that I am not qualified to tell you this truth, but I still want to say that everything should be forward and not always be bound by the past. Let the past go over, and force it to keep it, it will hurt yourself."

Sangsang nodded slightly, "I want to keep but can't keep, but I want to let go but can't let go. This is the most troublesome thing I have. I am the daughter of a sword sect. There are only a hundred senior brothers in the sect. I am not the youngest one, but they are the youngest junior sister they love the most. My ancestors have always been sword forging masters, until my father's generation found a unique sword technique from sword forging and created the sword sect. Although we were designated as the Sword Cultivation Sect, no one knows better than us. My father only accepts miserable and homeless children in the world.

My father thought that instead of squeezing his head and blood flowing into a river of immortality, it is better to unite your heart and protect the people you need to settle down and work hard to protect the people you need. In my eyes, my father is a rough man, only knowing that he has iron and swords, and he always smells of sweat.

Later, he left the sword gate, went to Duanfeng Cliff, and devoted himself to forging the guardian sword he thought, but he never thought that he would never see him coming home again, and he would never feel that there was a smell of sweat on his body. At that time, I was too young and didn't understand what the guardian sword mentioned in the letter meant, but now that I have grown up, I have watched the guardian sword forged by my father with my own eyes become a murderous sword that kills people just to satisfy my own selfish desires.

I still remember that day, my mother took her senior brothers to the Dunqiu land. She handed me the jade sword to me, and the eldest brother guarded the Jianmen. I looked forward to it every day, every month, but later, all the monks in the world returned home, but were unable to wait for my mother. Later, the youngest sword immortal in the world came uninvited, taking away the love of others, and being arrogant and unreasonable. At that time, I was so angry that I stabbed his brothers and brothers with one sword. Then the eldest brother failed to negotiate with him. My impatience and insolence caused the misfortune of the Jianmen.

Master Di, do you think I still have the face to go back?"

Di Chen'er, who had been listening to her story quietly, smiled helplessly, "If you go back just to die, you will have no face to go back; if you go back to find the lost face, there is no need to say much. Miss Sangsang, what you said is the youngest sword immortal in the world, is the strange and unconventional of the Tianjian Immortal Sect?"

Sangsang nodded indecisively and clenched his fists without realizing it.

Di Chen'er patted her shoulder lightly, and then did not continue to say anything more on this issue, because he had nothing to say.

He had seen Qi Wudan before, and knew that Miss Sangsang was not the opponent of the Sword Immortal, so whether it was to let her give up or encourage her to work hard, it seemed a bit difficult to deliberate.

After hesitating for a while, Di Chen'er and Hu Feng turned around and asked, "What's wrong with Miss Sangsang coming to Qinghua Mountain this time?"

Sangsang seemed to have retained a resistance to this, and she was reluctant to tell this.

Di Chen'er said bluntly: "My aunt was attacked by the demon clan to save me, and her life was in danger. We are here to save people. In order to find the demon doctor Sheng Yachen, you may not know..."

"So too!" Sangsang suddenly became excited and interrupted him.

Both of them looked surprised and happy. Di Chen'er was more surprised and Miss Sangsang was more happy.

"Do you know Yachen?" Di Chen'er asked in surprise.

Sangsang's mood was no longer low. He took out his right hand along the edge of his neck, and then took out a sword-shaped jade pendant hanging around his neck with a red rope. "Young Master Di, I am also visiting to find Yachen. I want him to save my thirty senior brothers!"

Thirty senior brothers!

For her, the thirty senior brothers were all injured by the young sword immortal and their lives were in danger.

Di Chen'er, who was shocked for a moment, saw that she took off the jade sword from her neck and delivered it to her, took it decisively, and saw that there were two big words on the jade sword that showed great strength and strength, and each stroke revealed the sharp sword intent.

Tianyu!

The name of the first sword in the three worlds guarding the side of the Yaotu Medical Saint!

Di Chen'er asked in surprise: "Where does this jade sword come from?"

Sangsang blinked, wondering why he was so surprised and excited, and said weakly: "There is a letter left by my father, explaining the process of his encounter with Tianyu, and then he left behind a way to save the disaster after the crisis, which is the path I am now taking, and find the Yaoda Medical Saint mentioned in the letter, Yachen."

So why she hasn't found Yachen yet? It is because she is trapped in the fifth level of climbing. When she learned that a demon king was going to find Mount Qinghua, the people in Wei's house chose to let her walk with the demon king, so that unnecessary trouble can be avoided and maybe they can get a shortcut to breaking the mirror.

At the same time, it happened that Sangsang knew something about Yachen, which also brought him many conveniences.

Di Chen'er couldn't help but sigh, "Is this fate?"

"Ah?" Sangsang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile, "Does the Emperor believe in fate? Maybe in the dark, the fate of the two of us is still quite good."

Di Chen'er smiled and said, "Then let's go all the way and find the Taoliu Secret Realm together."

Sangsang nodded: "Prince Emperor, please!"

The two looked at each other and smiled. Miss Sangsang seemed to have temporarily forgotten the knot that no one could help her untie her heart. She swung her feet in the sea of ​​clouds, and looked at the same sea of ​​clouds with the young man who was also in white.

How great would it be if this Emperor Prince was you...

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"Aunt Sha, just give me Chisha. I promise to treat it like my own son!"

Feng Zhaojian lay in front of Sha Yimeng, making a sworn statement, and pledged to promise. Sha Yimeng, who had originally ignored him, suddenly became angry when he heard this and couldn't help but kick him on the shoulder, causing Feng Zhaojian to stagger and roll on the ground.

Sha Yimeng stood up, put one hand on his hip, pointed at him angrily, shouting, "Your master respects me, aunt, can you call me aunt? You are a fool who doesn't understand etiquette! Also, listen to me, little baby, Chisha is the sword swinged by the ancestors of my Qingqiu Shafox lineage, and its generation is even more of my ancestors! You kid still want to treat it like your own son? Believe it or not, I guess your bird and make you lose your son and your grandson!"

......

Feng Zhaojian, who dared not say a word, felt a big deal. How could he know that the Chisha Sword has such a high seniority? Even if he was wronged, he was wronged. After all, he did not want to take advantage of it, but wanted to tell her that I would treat Chisha well.

But good words turned into disrespect, and this kick would not be a loss?

Seeing Sha Yimeng making a fierce hip and walking towards him, she couldn't help but tremble under the woman's powerful aura, crawling backwards and shouting: "Grandma Sha, it's not what you think. I just want to treat Chisha well. You can calm down and make us happy!"

"No marriage!" Sha Yimeng shouted, and his right foot slammed into the ground. The demonic energy turned into sand and then turned into sand cone. With a "swoosh", it stabbed Feng Zhaojian's legs.

This scared Feng Zhaojian, and his back became cold and begged, "I was wrong, I was wrong, Grandma Sha, you have a lot of sir, so let me go this time."

"Bang~"

The sand cone suddenly shattered and dissipated only half an inch away from Feng Zhaojian's legs. Feng Zhaojian, who had a pale face, almost rolled his eyes, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and slowly vomited it out.

Sha Yimeng, who was originally furious, was no longer furious at this time, but turned into a solemn face and sat back on the original stone.

"Boy, why do I fight differently? Could it be that even if you have a son and a grandson, you must live in fear and not dare to resist?" Sha Yimeng said solemnly: "You are waiting for death. Apart from fear, you do not have any courage and determination to fight. You are still far from it."

Feng Zhaojian frowned bitterly, "You scared me to death..."

Mo Ba, who was standing beside him, looked at his aggrieved expression that was crying but not crying at this moment, couldn't help but sneer, and then said seriously: "Feng Zhaojian, this is a world where the strong prey on the weak. If the weak don't learn to resist, they will die, and it's even more impossible to protect what they want to protect."

Feng Zhaojian gave him a look at the fun in anger and said, "I will also say these great principles you said. You don't need to remind me that the weak will die, but you think I am really willing to die, and only a fool will think of death. I am just so scared that I can't take action! Besides, I can't do anything wrong with the superiors, right? I'm so disrespectful. Do you know, don't you know you!"

Speaking of this, he looked at Sha Yimeng with a shameless smile, "Grandma Sha, do you think I'm saying this is the reason, hehe~"

Sha Yimeng curled her lips and said, "You are called nonsense. You just now have a distracted eyes and are obviously over-panic. I don't see any intention of resisting from your eyes. Feng Zhaojian, you have deceived others but can't deceive yourself, right? As for Chisha, you haven't owned it yourself yet, you will shame it."

This is a decisive statement, but it is indeed very reasonable. Feng Zhaojian was speechless.

Indeed, even if those flattering words can deceive others, they cannot deceive themselves.

But was he really afraid of death? Why was he willing to swallow the elixir with no consequences in order not to let Gu Yejun plot against Di Chen'er? Why was he able to die for him at that time?

Feng Zhaojian couldn't figure it out for a moment, and also forgot what kind of decisive attitude he had at that time to do that.

Wasn't I afraid of death at that time?

He had a headache when he thought about this question, but sighed helplessly. If he didn't think about this question, there would be a road before the car arrived at the mountain. At least he is too weak now, and fear of death may be based on this foundation.

Turning his head to look at Di Chen'er, who was sitting on the edge of the cliff in the distance, looking at the sea of ​​clouds with Miss Sangsang, Feng Zhaojian stared for a moment, then asked Sha Yimeng curiously, and said, "My master, have he been so strong since he was a child?"

Sha Yimeng, who didn't know many things about Di Chen'er, was difficult to give this answer. She said: "At least the first time I saw him is different from the one I know now. His growth is very fast, so fast that I can't believe that he is the Qingqiu Fox Emperor who stood outside an inn and had communicated with me."

At this moment, Feng Zhaojian's little heart was shocked by such comments. He was not surprised that this was said from the boss's mouth, nor was he surprised that this was so good praise that he was just shocked by Sha Yimeng's tone.

This tone was like telling Feng Zhaojian that she never expected that her fox emperor would do this, completely beyond her expectations.

When will anyone evaluate me like this? Feng Zhaojian couldn't help but fantasize about this scene, and he could even feel the sense of honor and pride in his fantasy.

"Two years ago, he was a child, a self-righteous child, but at that time, he had become the fox emperor in Qingqiu and took on the important task of protecting the fox clan of Qingqiu." Hu Yanfei suddenly interrupted. She looked at Feng Zhaojian with a look of longing and said, "For a human child who only lived twelve years old, this burden was on him. Although you did not accomplish anything outstandingly, I have never heard a word about him in the past two years."

Feng Zhaojian joked: "What if the tribe members dare not?"

Hu Yanfei said coldly: "Can you 'not dare' prove that he is not excellent enough?"

"I just asked casually, hehe." Feng Zhaojian grabbed his head. He didn't want to offend this woman who seemed to be difficult to mess with.

"If it were you, could you do it?" Hu Yanfei looked up at the sky, "Sha Yimeng, maybe you don't know his past, but you can learn about it. Maybe you will feel that the praise you just now is far from enough."

Facing this cold and arrogant woman, she didn't expect that she would praise her, and she didn't expect that she would say so much to prove that the Fox Emperor in Qingqiu is great.

Sha Yimeng smiled and said, "What part do you want me to know?"

"Do you know that he has only been two years since his birth?" Hu Yanfei glanced at Sha Yimeng, who was slightly stunned and said, "You should also know that although half demons have the blood of demons, they are only humans' lifespan, and they will be even shorter. He is only sixteen years old now, and has spent twelve years in Xuanyuan Tomb. Can you imagine that a child who has only been born for two years can become the demon king of the half demon clan today?"

Although Bai Emperor was guarding and raising him during this period, he was a child who had never seen the world and had never experienced the tempering of the storm. In just two years, his growth rate was amazingly fast.

Sha Yimeng unconsciously looked at the boy in the distance. She sighed and said, "Maybe God always likes God to be jealous of talent, giving him the rights and talent for growth that others do not have, but he cannot tolerate him living for a thousand years, making it even harder to live forever."

As a result, the topic between the two was completely interrupted. Feng Zhaojian, who was listening to this topic, was shocked by one of the topics.

The lifespan of half demon is only a few dozen short years...

When Feng Zhaojian heard this, he couldn't help but feel a deep sadness in his heart.

The boy who was not as old as him was his master, which was what he had only thought of. But now he knew another thing, and he knew why when he was in the barren mountain, he hoped that he could grow up quickly and then protect the White Banner for him.

It turns out that he might not live long enough for himself...

......

Why could he work so hard? Perhaps at this moment, Mo Ba had already realized the anxiety that should belong to Di Chener.

There are many things he has to do, and each one seems to be the most difficult thing in the world. He gained power and dignity from his uncle, and also carried things that he could not bear from his uncle.
To be continued...