Chapter 8 Is there such a good thing?

She noticed something was wrong and asked a few more questions. The little girl threw herself into her arms and cried inconsolably, but refused to tell her what was wrong.

Then we go to the secret realm.

Ye Zhao still remembered that day when Su Luoxue stood in front of his house, as if she had been waiting there for a long time.

It had just rained, and she was wearing a wet robe and holding a bowl of warm medicine in her hands carefully.

She took the bowl of medicine and when she looked down she saw that Su Luoxue's fingers had been burned red by the heat. She guessed that she must have been waiting for a very long time.

Until a long time later, Ye Zhao always regretted why she didn't ask a few more questions that day. If she had asked a few more questions, her Xiaoxue might not have died...

"Master, just accept her. Yun Yao is lively and likable, much better than that sullen Su Luoxue. With her around, Qingyue Peak will have more fun, don't you think?"

Pei Yan's voice brought Ye Zhao back to his senses.

"Qingyue Peak is already full of chaos with you guys around. If Xiaoxue leaves too, how can I still live a peaceful life? You should take her somewhere else and let me have some peace and quiet."

After Xiaoxue's death, her seven disciples were all ungrateful and possessed all five poisons, causing chaos in Qingyue Peak.

Pei Yan didn't expect Ye Zhao to say this. Although Ye Zhao did not formally accept Yun Yao as his disciple in his previous life, he tacitly agreed to let her stay in Qingyue Peak. Why would he be so decisive in this life?

"I don't care! If you don't accept Yaoyao, then I don't want to stay in Qingyue Peak!"

Pei Yan used his trump card that had always worked in his previous life: crying, making a fuss, and then threatening to hang himself.

He believed that Ye Zhao would definitely not be willing to expel him from the sect.

But Ye Zhao listened to it as if he had heard some great news, "Is there such a good thing?"

She pointed down the mountain and said, "Since you insist on leaving, I won't force you to stay. From today on, you will have nothing to do with Qingyue Peak anymore."

"You!" Pei Yan's eyes instantly turned red, his face full of disbelief, "You want to expel me from the sect?!"

"You were the one who said you wanted to leave." Ye Zhao had a blank expression on his face and was very nervous.

Pei Yan is the only one among the ungrateful people who is not so obsessed with Ye Wange, so Ye Zhao is really worried that he will stay in Qingyue Peak and not leave.

Yun Yao cried so hard that she could barely breathe: "Brother Pei, it's my fault. I've caused you trouble..."

Pei Yan felt a surge of heat in his heart. He hugged her shoulders and comforted her softly, "I don't blame you. I don't want to stay here. Let's go and ask Fairy Wangyue to be our teacher."

He pulled Yun Yao up and was about to turn around and go down the mountain when he suddenly heard Ye Zhao's voice behind him.

"stop."

Yun Yao subconsciously hid behind Pei Yan, while Pei Yan looked at Ye Zhao with a vigilant look: "What else do you want?"

Could it be that Ye Zhao regretted it and didn't let her go?

In fact, in her previous life, she had no obsession with who to choose as her master. For him, as long as he could practice with his beloved junior sister, he would be satisfied.

But after that life, he knew what would become of Ye Zhao, and he also knew that going to Danxia Peak was the best choice.

Under such circumstances, he naturally didn't want to stay any longer.

Ye Zhao said calmly: "Yun Yao, come with me."

Yun Yao was intimidated by her cold aura and subconsciously glanced at Pei Yan.

Pei Yan squeezed her hand, signaling her not to worry, and followed her with a wary look on his face.

Ye Zhao walked slowly up the winding stone steps and finally stopped in front of a quiet courtyard.

The courtyard gate was closed and the windows were half-open.

Ye Zhao opened the door and led them in.

As Pei Yan stepped into the room, he heard a very light cough coming from the bed. He looked in the direction of the sound and was a little surprised.

Lying on the bed was a girl who looked almost unrecognizable. Her skinny body was wrapped in bandages, with blood oozing faintly from the edges.

Her face was pale, her eye sockets were sunken, her body was covered with whip marks that had not yet healed, and her breath was very weak.

Su Luoxue, how did it become like this?

They punished Su Luoxue for Yaoyao, but they didn't want to make her like this, right?

He must be pretending!

"Master, she's deliberately pretending to be pitiful for you. Don't be fooled by her."

Yun Yao observed Ye Zhao's expression and suddenly fell to her knees with a thud.

She looked up at Ye Zhao pitifully, tears welling in her eyes as she said, "Master, Senior Sister Luoxue didn't mean to hurt me... She just, just hurt me accidentally... She really didn't mean to..."

"Several senior brothers... have also taken turns punishing her."

She choked up and looked up, "Master, please don't punish me anymore, considering that I can hardly hold on any longer... If you want to blame someone, blame me... Please..."

Pei Yan's eyes showed a trace of emotion, "Yaoyao, you are so kind. She hurt you and you still speak up for her..."

"You mean," Ye Zhao approached slowly, looking down at her, "that my disciple, who normally wouldn't even dare to step on an ant to death, would deliberately hurt you?"

"Master, I didn't mean that... It's just... It's just that I don't know why she suddenly became so... so fierce to me. I couldn't dodge in time, so..." Yun Yao's voice choked with sobs, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Ye Zhao stood in Su Luoxue's courtyard with a cold expression: "You said Luoxue hurt you? Well, then I will see for myself how she hurt you."

After she finished speaking, a spiritual light condensed at her fingertips, and a light golden curtain flew out. In an instant, the light flowed, and scenes emerged from the void. It was the scene of Yun Yao and Su Luoxue's competition that day.

In the picture, Su Luoxue stood with a sword in her hand, concentrating on resisting Yun Yao's attack. She obviously tried her best to restrain her sword moves, just defending blindly, and clearly had no intention of killing at all.

On the contrary, Yun Yao's eyes were always wandering. Later, when Su Luoxue was putting away her sword, she suddenly pounced on her and hit the blade of her retracted sword.

Ye Zhao retracted his magic, his voice as cold as if snow was falling on his head.

"What else do you have to say?"

Pei Yan's face, originally filled with anger, froze slightly, "This..."

He looked at Yun Yao in disbelief: "Yao, you... why did you bump into someone else's sword?"

Yun Yao's face turned pale and she denied it in a trembling voice: "No, it's not..."

Ye Zhao's voice was bone-chillingly cold. "Are you saying I framed you?"

"No, it's not!" Yun Yao quickly denied.

"I was so scared at that time that I lost my balance and accidentally bumped into Senior Sister Su's sword. I also told my senior brother that Senior Sister Su didn't mean it, but... anyway, it's all my fault!" Yun Yao's eyes were red from crying, like a frightened rabbit.

Pei Yan's lips moved, his eyes jumped back and forth between Su Luoxue and Yun Yao, his expression wavering.

Yun Yao reacted extremely quickly, tears streaming down her face. She fell to her knees with a thud, "I didn't expect Senior Sister Su's sword to be so fast... I also didn't expect Senior Brother to punish her for this... It's all my fault. I'm so useless..."