In the past four years, Zhang Ruoyao has been with Lu Yu, practicing and fighting in blood, which sounds pretty dull, but that love and love really exist.

Zhang Ruoyao has a cold personality and never expresses it actively, and Lu Yu never makes it clear, so for four years, the relationship between the two parties has been so close and distant.

Originally, Zhang Ruoyao didn't mind always doing this, but who would have thought Du Xuelian would suddenly come back, which made Zhang Ruoyao feel very embarrassed.

The little princess Du Xuelian is Lu Yu's fiancée. She was once engaged in public. Many people know that it is a formal marriage between the Ming media.

What is Zhang Ruoyao?

There is no vow between her and Lu Yu, no engagement, only the unspeakable wishful thinking.

Lu Yu rubbed her cheeks against her hair, and gently spoke love words in her ears, comforting her lost heart.

If the Snowland Holy Gate does not agree

Zhang Ruoyao looked up at Lu Yu, wanting to know his answer.

Lu Yu hugged her slender waist and let her snuggle in his arms.

Regardless of whether the Snowland Holy Gate agrees or not, I will take good care of her and protect her. Unless she falls in love with others and wants to live a new life.

Zhang Ruoyao said quietly: She won’t like others. Her eyes looked at you were full of love. She was afraid that the Snowland Holy Sect would be unfavorable to you. She would rather be wronged than meet you. This shows that her love for you has not changed.

Lu Yu felt: She has grown up, matured, and rational, but I really hope that she can still be as simple and innocent as before, innocent and innocent as before. In the world, growth needs to be paid.

Zhang Ruoyao said: Time will not stop because of us. Everyone is growing, but why are there less and less happiness?

Lu Yu smiled and said: Because our ideals are getting higher and higher, so we are getting less and less happy.

Zhang Ruoyao didn't say anything. She was savoring Lu Yu's words. Why did the higher the ideal, the less happiness?

Is this the so-called ultimate joy without seeking?

All afternoon, Lu Yu accompanied Zhang Ruoyao and used his actions to express his kindness to her, so that she would no longer have random thoughts.

The next day, Lu Yu began to prepare for the treatment of Bai Xue, Hua Yujiao and Yimeng. The physical condition of the three of them urgently needs to be adjusted.

In the blue fog area, the masters of Qingxuan Holy Land went to the Qianzhang Altar. The place was very mysterious. The masters of the Holy Land and the Holy Gate were carefully studying it, wanting to figure out the origin of this altar.

The north wind is blowing and the snowflakes are fluttering.

Under a towering snow-capped mountain, wisps of smoke rose from a Taoist temple.

Four years have passed, spring has passed, autumn has come, and the world is vast, but only the mottled memories are hidden deep in my mind.

The cold spring snow has not subsided, and the thunder thunder blows the genius.

On this day, a pillar of light suddenly rose from the snow-capped mountains, and the towering mountains collapsed from it, alarming the world.

Countless sand, stones, ice and snow soared into the sky, like icicles rising from the ground, with dragon-shaped columns coiling around the icicles, forming a wonder of heaven and earth.

Under the snowy mountain, the nameless Taoist temple and several Taoist nuns all ran out of the house and stared at the scene.

A gray-clothed Taoist robe, with an unparalleled and elegant female Taoist nun, although she revealed her broadness and could not show her gracefulness, but her fair and clean face, delicate facial features, exuding a natural charm, and her watery eyes were looking at the snow-capped mountains.

Beside him, a white-haired old Taoist nun looked at the broken snowy mountain. Her wrinkled face showed compassion and muttered to herself, as if she was praying.

A purple-red and black light appeared in the icicles that soared into the sky, like a fairy sword, which instantly broke through the icicles and rushed towards the bottom of the mountain.

Ah, what is that?

A Taoist nun screamed, her heart full of uneasiness, and a faint sense of inexplicable panic.

It seemed like a stick, and there was a person sitting on it.

The beautiful and charming young Taoist nun had good eyesight and saw clearly the purple-red and black light.

The rumbling sound shook all over the world, and the huge Xuefeng Mountain was collapsing, countless ice cubes and sand and stones were flying all over the sky, shooting dozens of miles away.

The purple-red light came straight to the Taoist temple and fell half a mile away.

Let's go and have a look.

Several Taoist nuns were agile in shape, and they were several feet away in one step.

The purple-red light fell and a big pit exploded on the ground.

A figure covered in blood was lying there, not knowing whether it was death or life.

A Taoist nun rushed to the man, looked at him for a moment, and exclaimed: Still alive.

The young Taoist nun stepped forward to check and exclaimed.

Uncle Lu

It was a middle-aged man covered in blood, with multiple fractures all over his body and had already been seriously injured and unconscious.

Hurry, carry him back, I want to save him!

The young Taoist nun was extremely excited and her eyes were filled with tears.

She has been here for four years and finally waited for him to appear.

There is also a stick here.

Take it back together.

The snow-capped mountains continue to collapse, and the incident has a great impact. Nearby cities and some yellow-level sects have sent experts to inquire about the situation.

In a Taoist temple, Yun Yueer, wearing a Taoist robe, sat beside the bed, using a towel to clean the wounds of Lu Zhan on the bed.

Yun Yue'er grew up in Wucheng since she was a child and was childhood sweetheart with Lu Yu. She was the city lord Lu Zhan grew up watching.

When Yun Yueer was able to enter Qingshan Sect, it was also a contribution to the land war. Yun Yueer was only thirteen years old at that time.

Now, seven years have passed in a flash.

Lu Zhan, who had no news, finally got news, but he ended up seriously injured and unconscious.

Yun Yue'er was very worried and silently said in her heart: Brother Lu Yu, do you know? I finally waited for Uncle Lu.

Yun Yue'er came to become a monk at the foot of Xuefeng Mountain because she still had concerns and an unforgettable memory that she could not let go.

People make mistakes, and Yun Yue'er's emotional mistakes make her lifelong annoyance.

On the bed, Lu Zhan moved for a moment, and a moaned sound broke Yun Yue'er's random thoughts.

Uncle Lu, wake up quickly, I am Yue'er.

Yun Yue'er was extremely excited and held Lu Zhan's hand tightly, continuously inputting spiritual energy to heal his wounds.

After a while, Lu Zhan woke up.

Who are you

After seven years of sight, Yun Yue'er has long become a beautiful girl.

I am Yue'er, Yun Yue'er.

Tears slid down into his eyes, and Yun Yue'er cried excitedly.

Lu Zhan was a little surprised and felt like he was dreaming.

Are you Yue'er? Where is Yu'er? Where is he? Is this Qingshan Sect?

Lu Zhan has too many words to say. After seven years, how is his son whom he has been thinking about now?

Yue Yuner was sad, endured her sadness, and showed a reluctant smile: Brother Lu Yu is very good, he has awakened his martial soul and made a name for himself. You don’t have to worry about him.

Really?

Lu Zhan held Yun Yue'er's hand tightly and became excited.

Yun Yue'er smiled and said: Really, it's all true. Don't worry, Uncle Lu. You are seriously injured, don't think about it first, and I will tell you slowly later.
Chapter completed!