A hundred years ago, Chen Yang, a heaven-blessed genius, sacrificed his cultivation to successfully repel the alien demons.
Unexpectedly, with the passage of time and changing hearts, Chen Ya...
Chen Yang stopped and said, "Actually, I should thank you. It was you who told me Xue Qing's whereabouts."
With that, Chen Yang strode out of the room.
Ping'er looked at the room with a hint of green light, and her heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. She was so heartbroken that she threw herself on the bed and burst into tears.
Her gloomy life had a glimmer of light after she met Chen Yang, but now it dimmed again.
What would happen if I left the Floating Cloud Sect? I was all alone, with nowhere to go in this vast world.
It took her a long time to stop crying, and she clenched her white fists tightly.
She wanted to practice and become a great cultivator. If she met Chen Yang again in the future, she might dare to hold him and tell him that she wanted to follow him, no matter where he went!
But now, she is not worthy of it...
She was not worthy of following Chen Yang, nor was she worthy of him looking at her any more.
And Jiang Mang! She gritted her teeth, she would use her own ability to make him pay the price, that disgusting man!
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As soon as they left the spacious courtyard of the Floating Cloud Sect, several female disciples came with their bags in their arms, their eyes red and full of reluctance.
Jiang Yunlan stood in front of them coldly.
"The Floating Cloud Sect is a sacred place for cultivation, not a place for casual relationships. You have violated our principles... Considering your youth and incomprehension, you will not be punished, but simply expelled from the sect."
The two female disciples fell to their knees and said, "Master, please, don't chase us away!"
A female disciple even shouted towards the door: "Young Master Jiang, Young Master, you, you really can't bear to let Yan'er go?"
Pah! She was slapped in the face, and blood immediately flowed from the corner of her mouth.
The slap not only rotted her face, but also caused varying degrees of damage to her internal organs. Her legs went limp and she passed out.
Seeing that the woman was almost killed by a slap, the other female disciples were all trembling with fear and dared not say another word.
"Get out of here, everyone. If you don't do that, you'll leave your body here!" Jiang Yunlan said coldly.
Even though these female disciples were unwilling to leave, the most important thing at this moment was to save their lives. They fled in panic, not daring to stay for even a moment.
At this time, Jiang Mang rushed out of the house and shouted: "Sister, what are you doing!"
Jiang Yunlan suddenly raised her hand, and Jiang Mang shrank back in fear.
Fortunately, the slap did not come down.
Jiang Yunlan sighed softly.
Ever since her parents were killed by evil spirits and entrusted Jiang Mang to her, she has been obedient to him and never beat or scolded him. Only after she became the sect leader did she become a little fierce to him in order to maintain her majestic image.
She had thought that since she had become the sect leader, she would devote herself to the sect and that as long as Jiang Mang could live a happy life, she would be satisfied. However, she did not expect that her younger brother would become more and more presumptuous.
Even the Third Elder has come forward, how can she continue to let it go?
"Sister... if you get them all away, how will I take care of my daily life in the future..." Jiang Mang said cautiously, with a hint of coquettishness.
Jiang Yunlan gave him a cold look and said, "How can you handle the other disciples' daily life like this? What's the problem?"
Jiang Mang suddenly said unhappily, "How can I be the same as them?"
"Because you are trying to be special, you have already alarmed the elders. If you continue like this, even I, the sect leader, cannot protect you. Do you know that?" Jiang Yunlan said.
Jiang Mang cursed those old guys in his heart, then grabbed Jiang Yunlan's sleeve, shook it and said, "Sister, why should you be afraid of those old guys? After all, you are the leader of the sect, the eldest one, and those old guys should have been eliminated long ago..."
"Shut up!" Jiang Yunlan scolded, "Don't say that again!"
"sister!"
"Alright, don't forget to receive the Thunder Punishment at 10:00 PM today!"
Jiang Mang's eyes widened immediately: "Sister, you, what did you say? You, you really want to punish me?"
"Once every three days, a total of seven times. If you don't go, someone will catch you!" Jiang Yunlan left after she said that, and Jiang Mang immediately chased after her.
"Catch him! Don't let him leave this courtyard immediately!" Jiang Yunlan said to the disciples beside her.
Immediately, three disciples stopped Jiang Mang.
"Damn it, you dare to stop me? Who do you think you are!" Jiang Mang glared at me.
Pah! Jiang Yunlan slapped Jiang Mang in the face. The sound was loud, but she didn't use much force.
But for Jiang Mang, being slapped in public by Jiang Yunlan was even more difficult for him to accept than being beaten in private. He stood there in disbelief.
"If he doesn't listen, you can surround him!" Jiang Yunlan said to the three disciples.
The three disciples immediately agreed.
"Sister!" A shrill cry rang out.
Jiang Yunlan's heart suddenly trembled.
"Sister, if you despise me, then I will die!" Jiang Mang's eyes were red, and he rushed towards the wall, but was stopped by three disciples.
"Enough!" Jiang Yunlan shouted, grabbed Jiang Mang's clothes and dragged him into the house.
She threw Jiang Mang heavily onto a wooden chair, and her white hands pinched his clothes on his chest, making him almost unable to move.
"Jiang Mang! Although I'm the sect leader, you know my difficulties. Can you also think about me? Is it easy to manage such a large sect? I've endured so much pressure to give you a good life! When will you grow up and be more sensible?"
Jiang Yunlan spoke in a hurried tone, and her eyes were slightly red.
This look was rare. Jiang Mang sniffed, turned his eyes away and didn't look at her.
Jiang Yunlan suddenly let go of her hand, turned around and suppressed her emotions.
"Practice well. If you become powerful in the future, no one will dare to say anything to you." She said coldly and left.
At the foot of a cliff somewhere in the Floating Cloud Sect, huge waves are always crashing, stirring the direction of the drift along the river. Chen Yang walks along the river day and night, and even if there is no road, he can make one.
As I walked, I looked for Xue Qing's figure.
Although two days had passed and nothing related to Xue Qing was found, not even a piece of jewelry, Chen Yang was not disappointed. He was confident that Xue Qing was still alive.
Walking along the river bank, he didn't know where he had reached, he just kept searching.
There are no houses along the coast, and there is no possibility that Xue Qing was rescued by anyone, so there is only one possibility.
She was washed away somewhere by the river.
As long as you keep moving forward, there is always hope.
That night was the same as before. Chen Yang spent the night on the shore. In the early hours of the morning, he got up, brushed off the mud on his body, and scooped up the river water to splash on his face.
The icy cold river water made him shudder, and his mind instantly became clear.
Looking at the river that was still rushing with no end in sight, Chen Yang raised his feet and continued to move forward, paying close attention to the shallows near the most turbulent waters and places with obstacles.