Chapter 267

As he was talking, the battle of Jiang Chan and monk Qingcheng came to an end. Jiang Chan relies purely on her strength. Shang Qingcheng is the strongest opponent she has ever met.

Unfortunately, the opponent was injured before, and finally was pierced by Jiang Chan's sword. Jiang Chan's hand is steady. When the long sword penetrates Shang Qingcheng's chest, she still judges in her heart. So accurate, it seems that Shang Qingcheng can't live.

Confirming that Shang Qingcheng was dead, Jiang Chan threw down the long sword in her hand, and suddenly a trace of blood came down from the corner of her mouth. Feng Feishuang tried his best to prop up his body and wanted to hold Jiang Chan. Unfortunately, he was preempted by honeysuckle.

The congestion in her heart vomited out, and Jiang Chan's complexion was much better. Seeing that the leader of the demon sect had died, they immediately scattered the birds and animals, and they could only watch.

The next step is to clean the battlefield, heal the wounds that should be healed, and start the journey that should be started. The wind and frost are seriously injured. I'll rest in my room during this period.

This afternoon, Jiang Chan felt his pulse: "he can recover from his injury, but he still needs to rest. He can't use his internal power for at least half a year."

Seeing that the wind and frost were sleepy, Jiang Chan stood up and said, "let him rest. The rest will naturally be taken over by the disciples. I'm leaving today."

Song Bingqing blurted out: "Miss Xianyue, aren't you looking at your brother here?"

Jiang Chan turned back and smiled: "what do I have to do with fengfeishuang? He owes me a lot. Why should I accompany him?"

Song Bingqing was silent. Jiang Chan took out the jade Jue she had asked for from Feng Feishuang from her sleeve bag: don't look at Feng Feiyang's wide eyes: "this will be returned to its original owner. Take care."

Without waiting for their response, Jiang Chanyang went away. At this time, not many aristocratic families in Liuzhuang stayed here. Most of them have returned to their base camp.

Many of Jiang Chan's disciples have also been idle. Seeing that Jiang Chan has come out, all the disciples gathered around and chattered around Jiang Chan.

The oldest of these children is only 15 or 16 years old, and the youngest is 12 or 13 years old. They are all teenagers.

"Shifu, would you like to go to Cloud City with us this time? You have been outside for several years and don't accompany us much?"

"Yes, master, you haven't investigated our lessons yet. Don't worry about our slackness."

"Yes, master, it doesn't matter if you don't know Cloud City. Why don't you go out to play in the mountains and waters and take us with you?"

"Why are you staring at me? There's nothing fun in Cloud City. There's no master. It's meaningless. We just want to follow master all the time."

Jiang Chan was hurt by their chattering about the brain melon seeds. "I'll stay with you in Yuncheng for a month, and then I'll talk about it in a month."

The disciples cheered.

Jiang Chan returned to Yuncheng with the disciples that night. After spending a month with the disciples, Jiang Chan submitted the task. The next life is Xianyue's. she has paved the road for Xianyue. It depends on how Xianyue faces all this later.

"The little cicada is sleeping. Let's move gently."

Wenjing and Jiang Chan's bed are leaning together. They notice that Jiang Chan's breathing is very close. Wenjing makes a hissing gesture, and everyone lightens their movements.

She simply closed her eyes and had a good sleep.

——Split line——

"Honeysuckle, did you pester master to talk last night? Master usually got up early and hasn't woken up today." Holly said honeysuckle in an old age, and honeysuckle blinked: "wronged, I went to bed early last night. It's estimated that master, she slept a little late?"

String moon supports the ground with one foot and steps on the bed with one foot. Her sitting posture is very arbitrary. People with a clear eye know that Xianyue is different from Jiang Chan. Although Jiang Chan is arbitrary in his bones, he is far less exposed than Xianyue.

String moon was still a little stunned. When she woke up, she actually came back. Listening to the chattering voice outside, Xian Yue rubbed her eyebrows. She likes to be quiet. Why are these disciples so noisy?

However, with these disciples, it seems that they feel much better. At least they are not so lonely. Listening to the outside more and more lively, Xianyue pinched her eyebrows: "it's noisy in the yard in the morning?"

Honeysuckle grabbed Xian Yue's arm with a flutter: "master, you should talk about your brother well. My brother taught me a lesson?"

Looking at honeysuckle, Xianyue couldn't help but show a bright smile: "then punish my brother to recite more medical books later?"

Although she didn't get along with these disciples on the spot, Xian Yue was not strange at all. When she came back, she had received Jiang Chan's memory in recent years. Xian Yue was a little strange and soon entered the state.

"Well, you should practice martial arts. I'll have a rest and call me at lunch!"

String moon shook her head, but also to be familiar with Jiang Chan's memory. More importantly, she hasn't figured out how to face song Bingqing and Feng Feiyang.

From Jiang Chan's memory, they live well now, but when she thinks of her previous life, Xianyue feels very weak. These two memories are mixed together, and Xianyue feels that her head is going to explode.

Sit down in front of the dressing table, Xian Yue looks at her face in the mirror, gently moves her fingers, and washes away the easy look on her face bit by bit. A moment later, a bright and generous face appeared in the mirror.

With round cat's eyes, white oval face, curved willow eyebrows, upturned nose and pink lips, anyone should say that this is a great beauty.

Xianyue reached out and touched her face in the mirror. In her previous life, she almost lived against song Bingqing's face, because the wind often missed song Bingqing through her face.

Over time, Xianyue is about to forget what she looks like. Now looking in the mirror again, Xianyue finds that she looks like this, which is strange and familiar.

Suddenly her cheeks were cold, and Xianyue found that she had burst into tears. At this time, she knew that it was false to say that she didn't complain. In fact, at the end of her life, she hated. What she complained most was herself. She wasted her whole life.

Now the Tasker gets rid of the shadow of her previous life and has made a great name for her in the Jianghu, which also makes Xian Yue see another world.

Thinking of what the task force has seen and heard in recent years, Xianyue found that life can still be so wonderful. Although the tragedy of her last life has the reasons of wind flying and song Bingqing, the biggest root lies in herself. In the final analysis, her vision is not open enough.

Wipe away the tears on her cheeks, and the string moon shows a smile. Now she has nothing to do with Feng Feiyang and song Bingqing. She doesn't have to have any guilt for song Bingqing. From then on, the sea is wide with fish jumping, and the sky is high with birds flying.