The Path Toward Heaven

When Zhao Jingjiu came back, Zhao Layue had woke up.

She looked around vigilantly, the cyan sword flying silently around her body, ready to attack at any time.

She vaguely guessed where it was, but some couldn't believe it, so she was more nervous.

Until Jing Jiu came out, her expression relaxed a little, and asked, "What's going on?"

"As you can see, we are already at the peak," said Kusui Jiu.

腊 Zhao Layue's voice trembled slightly: "This is the ancestor's house?"

Kusui Jiu said, "It should be."

腊 Zhao Layue took in Qing Jian, stared into his eyes, and said after a long silence, "How did you do that?"

She had long guessed that there would be a way for Jing Jiu to reach the summit, but when he did, and took her to the summit with him, he was still surprised.

Kusui Jiu thought for a while and said, "When you were sleeping, a fairy with a white beard suddenly appeared, took us here, and then disappeared."

腊 Zhao Layue looked at him without speaking.

Kusui Jiu said: "This story is not good?"

腊 Zhao Layue said, "Not good."

"Is it possible that you believe that a little?"

Zhao Zhaoyue looked at him seriously and said, "I'm not Liu ten years old."

Kusui Jiu sighed: "It seems I have to think about a story again."

Zhao Zhaoyue asked, "Who the **** are you?"

"I'm looking for the answer," Kusui said.

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There is a stone chair in the cave house that Jingyang really left. There is a cushion on it. The cushion is embroidered with a very simple flower and bird pattern. I do n’t know how many years have been worn. It's a little fuzzy, but it's not broken, and the cushion is thick and soft like clouds.

Jiu Jingji sat up politely and watched Zhao Layue looking for something in Dongfu.

"You looking for that sword?"

腊 Zhao Layue stopped and looked at him a little puzzled and said, "Don't you want to find that sword?"

Kusui Jiu wanted to say something to her, and she had gone elsewhere.

腊 Zhao Layue searched the inside and outside of the cave house, but he still couldn't find the sword, he used the sword to perceive it, and there was no response.

She walked to the edge of the cliff, looking at the mountains, wondering if the sword was in the peak? But how can God find the God Peak?

Chao Chaoyang was on the other side of the mountains, leaking a few rays of morning light, illuminating the white clouds, and there was still darkness under the peak.

Her face was pale.

"what happened?"

Sakurai went to her.

腊 Zhao Layue lowered her head, like a child who did something wrong: "I didn't find that sword."

Kusui Jiu said: "It doesn't matter if we can't carry the sword, we can go to the two forgetful peaks."

When he said this, he didn't seem to think about it. Of course Liang Liang would welcome Zhao Layue, but would he do the same?

"It's not about Cheng Jian."

腊 Zhao Layue thought, if Uncle Jingyang's ancestor failed, the sword is still at the end of God, indicating that he may still be healing here.

If the sword is gone, he's afraid it's gone.

She vaguely guessed what relationship Jiu Jiu had with Uncle Jingyang, but didn't know if he should tell him.

She sat down on the cliff, holding her knees, her expression was lonely.

This is the first time Jing Jiu saw this weak emotion on her face.

When he first met at the top of Jianfeng, he could see that the little girl's eyes had a deep melancholy hiding under her eyes.

很多 A lot of things have been answered tonight.

"Uncle Shi is dead."

Zhao Zhaoyue looked at the silent mountains, thinking of the deserted Dongfu, in her heart.

She muttered: "It really died."

What's the point of everything she has done in the past four years?

I can't talk to people, but the pressure, exhaustion and sadness that can only be buried deep in my heart, emerge at this instant.

There was a squeak.

Wu Qingjian broke into two pieces and fell to the ground, losing all aura.

Huh! Zhao Layue spit out blood and passed out.

I looked at this picture, Jing Jiu was a little moved.

He has never had such an emotion in the past, even if it is a teenager, it has long been forgotten.

Since I set foot on Qingshan again, this mood has appeared several times, such as when I was drinking that cup of tea at the age of ten, such as now.

"He's not dead."

Kusui Jiu was silent for a while and said, "He was almost dead."

After saying this, he raised his right hand.

A crackling sound.

He struck Zhao Layue's head with his palm.

Xu Qingfeng came, white clothes fluttered, an unspeakable breath spread out on the peak.

Wu Yuanyuan's endless Jian Yuan perfused from the top of Zhao Layue's head, protecting her severely damaged sword heart, and then slowly nourishing and repairing it.

I don't know how long it has been, and confirming that she is in no way out, Jing Jiu retracts her right hand.

回 He returned to Dongfu and took a towel to get wet with spring water. He walked back to the cliff to hold her in his arms, and began to wipe her face.

擦 He wiped it very carefully, and the blood and dust on the little girl's face were quickly wiped away.

He glanced at her fluffy and messy short hair and thought about it, went back to the hole, took a shady wood comb, and started combing her hair.

The shady wood comb that hides the cold air is perfect for combing hair ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The little girl's messy short hair quickly becomes smooth and the dust disappears.

Kusui Jiu said to herself while combing her hair.

"So your family name is Zhao."

"But it was a light snow that day, there was no heavy snow."

"Also, is La Yuesheng going to be called La Yue Yue? That's a real name."

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腊 Zhao Layue woke up again and found that he was still in the cave of Master Jingyang's ancestors, but this time not on the cold ground, but on a piece of warm jade.

The difference in treatment did not make her think too much, because she was in a moody mood at this time, and wondered if she had just passed out and said something she should not have said.

她 When she saw herself in the bronze mirror, she felt there was something wrong, why her face became so clean, and ...

She completely forgot her previous worry and speculation about Jing Jiu's identity, rushed outside Dongfu and said, "What did you do to me?"

"I did nothing."

"Nothing done? How can this be explained?"

Zhao Layue pointed to the hair and said.

Her short hair was combed, and a small puppet was tied up, facing the sky.

Sakai Nine said, "What's wrong?"

腊 Zhao Layue said angrily: "How can you tie me up! I'm not a kid!"

"Your hair is so short. Where is the braid?"

Kukai looked at her seriously and said, "And I think it's cute."

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(This is a tribute to the butterfly classmates who recently liked to braid the sky braid, Fang Xiang classmates and Liuxia classmates. Today is a chapter, there is no evening, this is the real tribute ...)