That voice was very familiar to Chu Huayu. It was Lu Fan. But now, Chu Huayu didn't want to and didn't know how to face the people in Yuehua Palace. She looked behind Lu Fan. The two disciples were wearing yellow cedar.

It is the Yuehua Palace disciple uniform that Chu Huayu is very familiar with.

"I've met Grandmaster Lu."

"I've met Immortal Fuguang."

The disciples behind them all saluted, and Bai Wuchen and Lu Fan nodded slightly.

Lu Fan's eyes fell on Chu Huayu: "This one looks familiar, right?"

"He is a disciple of my Fanyin Hall."

"Tsk, he really looks like an old friend of mine, but... I feel sick just looking at this face."

After Chu Huayu heard this, he felt uncomfortable all over and felt helpless. Ten years had passed and Lu Fan still hated him so much. He was so persistent!

"Farewell." Seeing that Lu Fan's arrival was unkind, Bai Wuchen was about to pull Chu Huayu away, but at this moment Lu Fan spoke again.

"Brother Wuchen, why are you so panicked? I haven't said which old friend it is."

Bai Wuchen stopped: "The deceased is gone, the living should be cherished."

"Yes, Chu Huayu died ten years ago, but she died when she died, and she had to drag Senior Sister Rong Yuemang to be buried with her. It's disgusting!"

Chu Huayu's heart trembled. Lu Fan's words didn't seem to be for Bai Wuchen, but for her. If it were in the past, she would definitely have a quarrel with Lu Fan. Unfortunately, things are unpredictable. Rong Yuemang

After their death, the two met again and faced each other with swords.

"Lu Fan, watch your words!" Bai Wuchen's eyes seemed to burst out with a light as sharp as a knife. Just as he was about to take a step forward to talk to Lu Fan for reasoning, he was pulled back by Chu Huayu.

"Should I pay attention to my words? Is Fuguang Xianzun joking? Why should I pay attention to my words? I would say that Chu Huayu deserves to die, but even if she dies, can all her wrongdoings be wiped out? Are you speaking for her like this?

, but don’t forget, without you, we can’t get rid of her!”

Bai Wuchen shook his head: "Lu Fan, you have no idea what happened back then!"

"I don't know? I was present when the former palace master and his wife died, and I was also present when the man named Chu killed senior sister. How could I not know?"

"You have no idea!"

Chu Huayu himself couldn't remember exactly what happened that year, so how could Bai Wuchen remember it? Bai Wuchen kept his promise, and he must have said that because he promised to conceal his identity for her.

Seeing that Bai Wuchen was about to continue arguing with Lu Fan, Chu Huayu leaned behind Bai Wuchen and said, "Bai Mo, don't we still have business to do? Stop arguing with him. Let's go! Don't you always say,

Don’t you want to start a pointless fight?”

"Well, okay!" Bai Wuchen stopped talking to Lu Fan, glared at Lu Fan, and said coldly: "I borrowed it." He pulled Chu Huayu away from Lu Fan, and Shen Xiaosong and the others

He also followed closely.

Lu Fan stood there and snorted coldly. Chu Huayu raised his head and met Lu Fan's eyes. If eyes could kill, she would have died countless times. Chu Huayu stopped looking at Lu Fan.

I caught a glimpse of the two juniors behind Lu Fan...

Chu Huayu felt sour and unbearable: Could it be those two children? They have grown so big...

The past is like smoke, drifting away with the wind.

Everything yesterday is like death yesterday, and everything today is like birth today.

Once upon a time, Yuehua Palace was also her home.

Chu Huayu closed his eyes and recalled the Yuehua Palace sixteen years ago.

The moon is setting, black crows are filling the sky with frost, the river maples are fishing and the fire is sleeping with sorrow. Outside the city of Gusu, Hanshan Temple, the midnight bell is ringing for the passenger ship. The Chun Chun Gusu River is full of love for the south of the Yangtze River, and the Yuehua Palace is built on this land of plenty.

During the frost season, the city of Suzhou is covered with mist and rain. The breeze blows slowly, and the drizzle falls. It seems that flowers are blooming all over the city in an instant. The bells of the ancient temple startle a group of birds, and the breeze blows across the water, creating a pattern of fish.

.

After the drizzle, the sky became exceptionally clear.

Taihu Lake is like a treasure mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, the ancient pavilions on the covered bridges, and the young people running on the bluestone bridge...

It's a pity that now, she doesn't even have the qualifications to step into Yuehua Palace...

The hour of Hai has arrived, and the immortals from each sect, under the guidance of the servants of the Xuanming Spirit Realm, went to their respective rooms to take a rest.

Seeing the servants retreating, the immortals began to chat.

"The Xuanming Spirit Realm is really impressive."

"Yes, it is much more elegant than our Baifeng Temple."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? With his current status, he can be called the master of hundreds of families."

"Then Su Cian is really lucky. I heard that her mother is a brothel girl."

"Hey, hey, please keep your voice down, are you trying to save your life? He is now the head of a sect, the head of the Xuanming Spiritual Realm! You and I are just ordinary monks from a small sect, with this strength and this status

, what a world of difference!”

"Oh, I just feel dissatisfied. You said someone like him can be the leader, why can't I?"

"As long as you get over your addiction, it's okay, okay, go to sleep."

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, we will discuss with Su Cian tomorrow about the reappearance of the hanging silk puppet."

…

The night is deep, the silver moon is in the sky, stars are dotted, insects are chirping and katydids are jumping around.

Everyone had fallen asleep, but Chu Huayu gently knocked on Bai Wuchen's door.

"Bai Mo, Bai Mo, are you asleep?"

"Little fish?"

"Hey, it's me, it's me! Honey, I have something to ask you."

Seeing the lights in Bai Wuchen's room turn on, Chu Huayu felt a hint of joy in his heart and couldn't help laughing.

Bai Wuchen opened the door: "Come in quickly!"

Walls have ears. As soon as Chu Huayu stepped into Bai Wuchen's room, Shen Qingchuan and Xiao Qinghui pulled Song Zifang to eavesdrop next door, while not forgetting to whisper.

Shen Qingchuan: "It's over, it's over, a man and a woman are alone in the same room, what should we do! Master's reputation will be destroyed in one day!"

Xiao Qinghui: "Junior Brother Qingchuan, you have to watch your butt. Master treats Miss Chu really unusually. It doesn't seem like he wants to accept her as his disciple..."

"Senior Brother Xiao, don't tell me that they are going to become Taoist couples!"

"That's not true."

"That's good."

"At first, Miss Chu seemed to be quite unhappy. It was Master's wishful thinking. Later, Master forcibly took her back to the Fanyin Hall. Now you see, she took the initiative to knock on Master's door, as if she has accepted Master's wishes!"

"Oh my god! From now on I really have to call myself Master Chuhe! Kill me with one sword!"

Song Zifang: "Actually, Miss Chu He looks very much like the same person?"

"Who?"

"Fairy Si Ye."

Shen Qingchuan suddenly realized: "No wonder Grandmaster Lu just spoke of an old friend."

"Oh Qingchuan, stop talking now and listen to what Master and Chu He are saying."

Shen Qingchuan listened carefully and said helplessly: "What are the walls of this Xuanming Spirit Realm made of? It's so vague that I can't hear it clearly. Senior brother, what about you?"

Xiao Qinghui and Song Zifang shook their heads repeatedly.

Inside the house, Bai Wuchen lit the lamp, not noticing anything strange next door.

Chu Huayu: "Bai Mo, I've been thinking about it and I think there's something fishy about this."

"how do I say this?"

"At the time, I thought that Head Su only invited a few sects to discuss this matter, but on the way here, I discovered that he had invited almost the entire world of cultivation! Don't you think there is no need for him to do this? In this way

, not to mention it to scare the snake, there are so many people, it is difficult to reconcile the opinions, I am afraid it will be even more difficult to discuss this matter."

"You shouldn't have come..." Bai Wuchen shook his head in annoyance.

Chu Huayu thought that Bai Wuchen was dissatisfied with her random thoughts, and immediately explained: "Oh, you also know that I live my life again, of course I cherish my life. I was just thinking, what if, I mean what if, there would be someone

You deliberately waited for me to summon the mountain ghost, and then let me take the blame!"

"You shouldn't have come. I'm afraid the people behind the scenes want to blame you."

"Huh? Bai Mo, you also think I'm here to be cannon fodder, right? It's just... I don't know what his purpose is."

"Su Cian summoned so many people. If you summon the mountain ghost, the entire world of cultivation will know that you are resurrected. No matter what explanation you give, they will think that the dead bodies in Liquan Town are your fault."

"Oh, then I have to die again!"

"I will protect you!" Bai Wuchen looked at Chu Huayu seriously.

Chu Huayu was stunned by this look, and said with a smile: "Hahahaha, thank you for your kindness, I am so touched, but I have another idea."

"What's the idea?"
To be continued...