Li Xiuyuan was startled for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the woman in the white dress next to her.

But the woman in the white dress didn't even look at him, and silently looked towards the shore with her phoenix eyes.

Taking a breath, Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "The monk's friends are still on the other side and have not yet crossed. We have to wait for them here."

Baili Yunyan seemed to understand something and didn't say much. She gently spoke to the two of them, pulled Murong Lan to follow the woman in the white dress, and climbed to the other side on the springboard set up by the waiter.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the dozens of guests left.

The two people walking at the end led their horses to the shore. A gust of spring breeze blew, bringing a bit of the coldness of the snow-capped mountains.

Monk Buli shouted in a low voice: "I said you only want to save yourself and don't care about saving others?"

With a sigh, Li Xiuyuan took a piece of bean cake and fed it to the greedy black horse, and responded appropriately: "I am confused, how can I ferry people? Besides, there are two guys behind me who have not yet been ferried and are waiting to be ferried."

Monk Buli turned around, looked at him with great interest, shook his head and said, "I won't tell you anymore. If I continue, I will have to invite the master to come out and argue with you."

Li Xiuyuan was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, so he smiled and said, "Let's wait for another hour, then you can accompany the brother and sister."

There was meaning in these words. Monk Buli just pretended that he didn't understand. He watched the disciples of Wuji Holy Land mount their horses one after another and was about to pat the horses and leave at the sight of them.

He couldn't help but laugh and said: "They are about to leave, and you don't want to say hello?"

Li Xiudi turned around and looked at the other shore where he came from, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Monk, what do you think of the scenery on the Tongtian River?... It turns out that life and death are like morning flowers, disappearing with the wind in the blink of an eye."

Monk Buli was slightly startled, thinking that this guy just killed a killer and then became sad?

After thinking about it for a while, he said: "Master said that the monk has been rushing to die since he was born. These feelings of yours are all nonsense in the eyes of the monk."

"That's right. How about we wait?"

Because of Murong Zhilan's look on the boat, Li Xiuyuan just wanted to be alone and go deep into the snow-capped mountains alone.

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Chapter completed!