Chapter 45zong

Yan Ji followed Liang Xiangling and saw her shoulder constantly shrugging, knowing that she was crying again.

He suddenly accelerated his pace, followed him, and comforted him softly: "Sister, since he doesn't like you anymore, why do you have to be sad for him again?"

Liang Xiangling didn't change anything and ignored him and accelerated her pace. She didn't want her brother to see her crying.

"Senior sister!" Yan Ji quickly caught up with her, took her hand, and said softly, "I'm also sad to see you so sad. I know you're going to be secretly sad at night. Since I saw you hide and cry outside that night two years ago, I felt that I don't know how many nights you cried. In the dead of night, you are always sad and tearful. But... I can't help you..."

When Yan Ji saw that his senior sister was hurt, he found that he paid too little attention to his senior sister. In the four years of Qingzhu Xianju, he did not cook once and almost never washed his clothes. Thinking back on what his sister had done for him, Yan Ji deeply felt that he could not repay his sister's kindness in his life.

Yan Ji thought like this, paused, and finally said, "I don't want you to be sad... I won't let you hide sad alone. I will stay with you until you are no longer sad..."

Liang Xiangling's heart moved slightly, and an unknown emotion seemed to flash on her cheeks. She muttered, "Don't you want me to be sad?"

"Yes!" Yan Ji focused on the key.

Liang Xiangling's crying gradually stopped, her wet eyes were slightly red, and two rows of crystal tears hung on her snowy cheeks, which made people feel sad.

"Brother" Liang Xiangling shouted gently, and her watery eyes looked deeply at Yan Ji. She seemed to have never looked at this brother so seriously.

She sobbed a few times and said five words gently: "Thank you, brother!"

At this moment, Liang Xiangling's cold heart suddenly sprouted a trace of warmth, soothing her so many holes in her heart. She also needs care and care. A simple and ordinary comfort can make her heart feel a little warm.

Yan Ji didn't think much at that time. She held her sister's cold hand tightly and didn't let go for a long time, as if she wanted to bring the warmth of her hand into her heart. Liang Xiangling finally stopped crying and let her brother hold her jade hand. The two of them stopped talking. Maybe they didn't need to say anything more. In silence, they walked back to Qingzhu Xianju hand in hand like this.

The bamboo building is quiet and silent.

Between the pavilions, there seemed to be a black figure flashing by quickly.

Yan Ji thought he was wrong and asked his senior sister, "Did you see it clearly just now? Did someone fly away?"

Liang Xiangling nodded and was surprised, "See clearly, how can there be outsiders entering Qingzhu Xianju?" Who is that?"

At this time, a dark green figure flew to Qingzhu Xianju, which was a real person. Although he found that Liang Xiangling seemed to have cried, he didn't care about asking questions and hurriedly said, "Don't run around if you have nothing to do. Where's your little sister? I'm going to take her to Qingzhu Cave, but I don't need you to deliver food!"

Yan Ji's heart sank and said, "I just went out to meet my sister, and now I want her to retreat. A year later, I will be ordered to go down the mountain to practice, and I don't know when I can meet my sister again."

When I think of this, Yan Ji's heart is sour, and there is a heartbreaking sadness.

Liang Xiangling nodded slightly and went to Zhou Ruohan's room to call her out.

Taking advantage of this, Yan Ji told the master what he had just seen about the suspicious shadow. Guangyi didn't react in surprise after hearing it. He just said "um" and said plainly, "I know what's going on. Don't make a fuss and don't ask any more questions."

Since Master knew the reason for this matter and told him that there was no need to make a fuss, Yan Ji did not care about it.

Zhou Ruohan came to Guangyi Zhenren, but saw that she looked a little strange, as if she had done something wrong. She dared not look at anyone and bowed her head and said nothing.

"Come with me!" Guangyi left this sentence and led her to Qingzhu Cave.

Yan Ji also found that the little sister looked strange. She only thought that the sister was about to close down and was not used to separating from him, so she looked a little sad and did not do more analysis.

Entering the stone room of Qingzhu Cave, Guangyi suddenly asked Zhou Ruohan, "Who is your father?"

Zhou Ruohan was so scared that he trembled, forced himself to set his mind and replied, "My father is Zhou Huaiyang! Didn't you know it a long time ago, Master?

Guangyi's face was cold and he said coldly, "I don't know. If I knew what else I would ask you to do!"

Zhou Ruohan's face was pale, as if he was at a loss. He tightly pinched the corners of his skirt with both hands and dared not look at Guangyi.

After a while, Guangyi saw that she was silent, so he said, "I'm asking who your father is, not who Zhou Ruohan's father is!" The meaning of his words was that the woman in front of him was not Zhou Ruohan.

"Master! I'm Zhou Ruohan..."

"Hit!" Guang Yizhen interrupted her harshly and said, "From the first day you came here, I began to suspect you, but at that time, I didn't have conclusive evidence, and I didn't want my suspicion to be true. Only just now did I have the definitive evidence that you are not the daughter of Zhou Huaiyang, the owner of Qianjian Villa!"

Zhou Ruohan still bowed his head and said nothing. Seeing that she seemed to be very wronged and wanted to cry.

Guangyi's real tone began to become a little peaceful and said slowly, "Four years ago, Zhou Ruohan was just a 12-year-old girl with no power to bind chickens. Guangling brothers will be killed by the demon religion. How can a 12-year-old girl escape? Tell me!"

Zhou Ruohan was urged by him, but he trembled slightly and said, "I... I... ran desperately at that time... and no one caught up with me... and then it was safe."

Guangyi was expressionless and said faintly, "I also thought so at that time, so I didn't doubt it. But how did you explain that just now? As soon as Yan Ji and Xiangling left Qingzhu Xianju, a man in black broke in to find you. I think the man used the body footwork of the Holy Dragon Sect when he escaped. It seems that you are the undercover agent of the Holy Dragon Sect in my Sanqing. Am I right?

Zhou Ruohan's face was bloodless, very afraid, and vaguely felt that what she was most afraid of had come. She stood at the mouth of the cave, silent, but she had no way to deal with it.

Guang Yizhen sighed and said in a low voice, "Son, you have never done anything that harms my Sanqing. Get out of here. I really don't understand what your family thinks about letting a little girl in her teens come out to do such a dangerous thing.

Zhou Ruohan's heart was sore that he cried out and said in a begging tone, "Master! I don't want to leave. Can I stay here? I..."

Guangyi interrupted her: "You should be clear that if I hadn't taken you as an apprentice, you would have died 18 times. If you want to live, leave quickly and don't embarras me."

Zhou Ruohan knelt down, pulled the corner of Guangyi's real man's clothes, and begged, "I beg you to let me stay here. I will never do anything that harm the Three Qing views. In the past four years, it has been the happiest four years I have ever lived. I don't want to leave and I don't want to leave my brother..."

Guangyi shook his head blankly and said, "Your request is really too much. You only stand in your own position. Have you considered other people's feelings from the standpoint of others? It's benevolent and righteous that I won't kill you and let you go. Your demon religion and my Sanqingguan have always been sworn enemies. How can I let you stay here?

Zhou Ruohan sobbed and thought for a while and said, "I want to say a few words with my brother and sister, and then leave!"

Guangyi shook his head and refused.

Late night, the moon is as clear as water, quietly basking in the mountains and fields.

A girl in blue with a dark blue fairy sword walked alone in the empty mountains. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was full of endless sorrow.

In front of her, a green-shirted Confucian student was waiting for her. The Confucian student was about 40 years old, dressed in a light robe and stood with his hands on his back, with a rather unrestrained expression.

The green-shirted scholar looked at the girl from afar, smiled and said, "Lan'er! You are finally willing to come back!"

Lan's cold eyes swept at the man fiercely and shouted, "Why did you send someone to see me? If you hadn't done this, how could I have been found?"

The green-shirted scholar shook his head and sighed with a smile, "Anyway, you are always my daughter. How can a father ignore the safety of his children?"

Lan'er's attitude towards him was only cold, as if she had a deep hatred. She shouted at him harshly, "How can you treat me as my daughter? I hate you and hate you more and more!"

While talking, she squatted on the ground and cried loudly. The heartbreaking cry was a portrayal of the bottom of her heart. Qingshan Rusheng walked over and stroked Lan'er's hair. His face was kind and said in a peaceful voice, "I know I've been sorry for your mother and daughter before, and I have admitted my mistake to you many times. Why do you still forgive me? How can there be a knot between father and daughter that can't be untied in a lifetime?

"I won't forgive you! I won't forgive you all my life!" Lan Er looked up and shouted loudly, and then buried her head between her knees and cried loudly.

Qingshan Confucian did not blame this rude daughter. He took her in his arms, put his cheeks against her hair, and said slowly, "Four years ago, you acted privately, knocked out the girl who should have replaced Zhou Ruohan, and personally blended into the three Qingguan in the name of Zhou Ruohan. You did this on purpose to anger me. Seeing me worry about your safety all day long, you can relieve your hatred. You even forced me not to take you back, but how can I be relieved to let you be there? What on earth are you going to do to forgive me?"

Lan'er cried louder and repeated what he had just said: "I won't forgive you! I won't forgive you for the rest of my life!" She added, "Even if you whip me again, I won't forgive you. If you want to kill me, I won't forgive you!" You are not my father!"

Listening to her strong tone, she knew that she hated her father. The hatred between her and her father did not seem to be a misunderstanding.

Behind the green-shirted Confucian, a beautiful woman in a goose-yellow silk shirt slowly came. Her skin was white and tender, but her face was too pale and there was no blood.