It’s already the Spring Festival and New Year’s Eve.
Kunlun Mountain, inside the Yunlan Temple on the snow peak.
Three women in one drama is indeed correct.
These three people tidied up the Yunlan Temple, and purchased some lanterns, couplets and the like in the market at the foot of Kunlun Mountain to decorate the Yunlan Temple.
The so-called lanterns and colorful decorations, the lights are shining.
It does seem to have a bit of a festive atmosphere.
Several people gathered around to cook and eat dumplings. Xuan Yan's eyes were a little dazed, thinking about something in a daze, and then she couldn't help asking: "How long has it been since he came down the mountain, little junior brother?"
"What?" Feng Nu asked in surprise, not hearing clearly.
"It's been about four and a half months since Xuanmu came down the mountain. It's been New Year's Eve since we went down the mountain on the Mid-Autumn Festival." Yun Lan sighed with emotion and took a dumpling to eat.
Xuan Yan thought for a while, and a tear fell to the ground. She sat by the fire without saying a word, watching the flames dance, not knowing what to do.
"Xuan Yan, what's wrong with you?" How could Yun Lan, as a master, not notice Xuan Yan's abnormality and asked with concern.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little worried that my junior brother hasn't come back after going down the mountain for so long." Xuanmu said with a forced look, hiding his sadness.
"By the way, tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year. You should go back to Chang'an to see your parents." Yun Lan ordered.
"Yes, I understand." Xuan Yan said, picking up a dumpling from the bowl and holding it in her mouth, as if she was in a state of wandering mind.
The wind at the foot of Kunlun Mountain was roaring, blowing in and blowing away again. Listening to the tearing sound of the wind, Xuan Yan could not enter meditation no matter what.
She thought of the scene in Chang'an, and there was a trace of murderous intent in her eyes. A shadow flickered in her eyes, which was not clear at all. Only Xuan Yan knew that the shadow was Xuan Yu's shadow.
As the memories in her mind slowly turned over, she recalled four months ago, that Mid-Autumn Festival night four months ago.
Scene after scene was played in her mind, and her livid face slowly turned into a blush. She scratched her hair in annoyance, her eyes wandering.
Xuanmu's voice rang in her ears.
——"I said I was wrong. I let down your kindness to me. You can do whatever you want me to do. You can do whatever you want..."
——"Senior sister, I have thought it through. I was wrong. You said I would come to you after I have thought it through. Now that I have thought it through, can you..."
——"No, you haven't forgiven me yet. Otherwise you wouldn't be so indifferent."
——"Sister, I like you."
——"It doesn't take much effort, I will go on my own."
——"I...can walk..."
These words pierced Xuan Yan's heart like a heart-gnawing bone. She still remembered the scenes of the two bickering when she came to Kunlun four years ago. She also remembered that during the Kunlun Competition, she screamed at Xuan Yan.
Mu admits defeat. She still remembers Xuanmu cheering for her.
I still remember her determination to avenge her junior brother.
However, at this moment, her weak heart seemed to be riddled with holes, and she no longer had the firm determination she had back then.
"Junior brother, where are you? The Fairy Peach Conference in Kunlun is in fifteen days. Can't you come back? I want to see you so much..." Xuan Yan was in the room, murmuring to herself,
He sighed with resentment, and the worries in his heart were twisted into a mess.
"I'm going down the mountain tomorrow to go back to Chang'an. Will you be in Chang'an?" Xuan Yan murmured softly.
……………………
The next day, early in the morning, Xuan Yan packed her bags and headed down the mountain.
The tired figure looked even more haggard under this gray sky. It made people look a little pitiful.
At least that's what Xuan Yu thought when he saw this scene.
Xuan Yu was also going back to Chang'an, but what he didn't expect was that he would meet Xuan Yan at the foot of the mountain.
So he followed Xuan Yan closely, not daring to disturb the woman's meditation along the way. He could only follow closely.
Until the afternoon, Xuan Yan still had not decided to fly because she was hesitating about one thing.
Suddenly, a white light flashed. A woman wearing a white shirt stopped in front of Xuan Yan. The woman's hair was tied up in a bun. She smiled frequently at Xuan Yan and said: "Sister Xuan Yan, I heard that Xuan Mu
Have you not been in Kunlun recently?"
Xuan Yan didn't speak, she stopped and looked at Xuan Ji with interest, waiting for her next words.
"There is someone following you, didn't you notice?" Xuan Ji said coldly.
"What does it have to do with me?"
"So it turns out that you made Xuanmu sad because of him?"
"Did Xuanmu say that himself?"
"No, that's what I guessed. On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he sadly went to the west."
"The west side? Why is he going to the west side?"
"Yes! This is what I want to ask you too."
"Are you telling the truth?" Xuan Yan's expression became serious after hearing this.
"Why should I lie to you? If I didn't have a good relationship with Xuanmu, I wouldn't have to tell you about this matter."
"If you let me know that you lied to me, I will let you die without a burial place." Xuan Yan turned and flew towards the west, leaving only cold words still echoing in the air.
"Xuan Ji, what do you want to do?" Xuan Yu stepped forward at this time and shouted angrily with a cold expression.
"What do I want to do? It's none of your business. Just go and cool down wherever you want. Haha..." Xuan Ji said with a sneer, and flew towards Luoyang in the east.
"You bitch, when I find out where your home is, I won't be Li Yu if I don't kill your whole family! There is also the Yan Mansion, who knows what is good or bad."
Xuan Yu had a depressed look on his face, gnashing his teeth and bursting into anger. With a flash of his body, he flew towards Chang'an with his sword.
Along the way, Xuanyan flew away from the border of Tang Dynasty and arrived at the border of Dawan after two days' journey. After another three days, she flew to Gongyue City.
In front of the nameless inn in Gongyue City, a woman in white walked slowly into the inn. Mo Yuan came forward and asked with a smile: "Girl, are you staying in an inn or working in a hotel?"
"I don't live in a hotel, and I don't want to be a boss either." The woman in white said calmly. If Xuan Mu were here, he would definitely recognize this person as Xuan Yan.
"What do you mean?" Mo Yuan was a little worried, his brows twitching visibly.
"I want to ask you, has there ever been a young man in a white shirt living in your store? He is about the same age as me, and the color of his clothes is almost the same as mine. He is from the Tang Dynasty." The woman danced with Mo.
Yuan made some gestures.
After hearing this, Mo Yuan thought for a moment. After thinking about it, he shook his head and said, "Well, I really don't have any impression at all."
At this time, Chi Qi suddenly rushed into the inn, put one hand on the cabinet, and shouted breathlessly: "Oh no, the army of the Snow Country is coming. I heard that there is a large-scale recruitment of troops in the city now."