The disciple distributing porridge watched the two figures walk away and sighed. It was truly pitiful and lamentable that his former senior brother had fallen to such a state.
Leng Lingfeng lay in the drafty, dilapidated temple, drifting off to sleep. In his dream, he was still the respected senior disciple of the Qingping Sect, marrying a beautiful wife and becoming a winner in life.
Later, he became the leader of the Qingping Sect, and was respected by everyone throughout his life, becoming a well-known figure in the martial arts world.
Bai Lu was also dreaming. She was by Leng Lingfeng's side, a woman standing shoulder to shoulder with him, having learned the martial arts of scaling walls and rooftops, and becoming a legendary heroine.
After waking up, both of them were in a daze, followed by a deep sense of loss.
The egret ate its cold porridge, and tears fell into the bowl.
"Why did it turn out like this? My life shouldn't be like this."
Leng Lingfeng chuckled self-deprecatingly. He originally had a wonderful life, but it was all because of Bai Lu that it turned out like this.
But the path you choose is your own, and there's no second chance.
Seven years later, the Demonic Cult made a comeback, and the major sects discussed how to eliminate the demons and protect the righteous path.
Because the Qingping Sect's strength has greatly increased and it has become a major sect in the martial arts world, everyone wants Yan Yunting to lead the way.
Over the years, Yan Yunting's martial arts skills have improved considerably. He stepped forward and led the group to attack the Demonic Sect.
After three days of fierce fighting, the Demonic Cult was finally wiped out, and its leader was completely dead.
However, the Demonic Sect's protector, Gong Hanshuang, was skilled in light-footed martial arts, and he managed to escape.
Xiao Li chased after him. This man was a womanizer, and eliminating him would be doing a service to the people.
The two chased each other, one after the other. If it weren't for Xiao Li, no one else would have been able to catch him.
Finally, exhausted, Gong Hanshuang landed in a dilapidated temple and stopped.
He looked at the drafty, dilapidated temple, finding himself with nowhere to stay.
"What bad luck!"
Just then, two beggars walked in, carrying a bowl of cold porridge and a steamed bun.
Gong Hanshuang was both thirsty and hungry, so he didn't care about the dirtiness and just snatched it and started eating.
A white egret exclaimed, "My porridge!"
Watching Gong Hanshuang wolf down his food, she dared not snatch it back, because the man was covered in blood and looked like a desperate fugitive, someone she couldn't afford to offend.
Xiao Li stood on the rooftop, looking thoughtfully at the somewhat familiar dilapidated temple below.
So this is where Leng Lingfeng and the egrets live. No wonder it looked familiar.
She jumped into the dilapidated temple and saw three people standing there.
When Gong Hanshuang saw Xiaoli enter, she quickly pulled the two of them together and held the sword to their necks.
"Let me go, or these two won't live either."
Xiao Li ignored him and walked straight in front of him.
Kill her if you want, what does it have to do with her?
With a heavy heart, Gong Hanshuang plunged her sword into Leng Lingfeng's stomach, causing blood to gush out.
Leng Lingfeng groaned and fell to the ground, his eyes fixed on Xiao Li, his frail junior sister.
"Miss Ali, he is your senior brother! Please save him!"
The egret trembled with fear, yet still managed to call for help.
Xiao Li completely ignored her, and Gong Han Shuang became even more excited when she saw that the three of them actually knew each other.
"Back off now and let me leave, or I'll kill her, and the one on the ground won't survive either."
Seeing that Xiao Li still didn't speak, Gong Hanshuang struck again with her sword, leaving another hole in Bai Lu's thigh.
Xiao Li had watched the show long enough. With a slight twitch of her finger, Youyou jumped out and flew over, burning Gong Hanshuang to ashes.
Leng Lingfeng and Bai Lu stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing; this was something no mortal could do.
When Leng Lingfeng recalled the burned-down Wangchun Tower, he understood everything.
He glared at Xiaoli with resentment, "Why did you do this to me?"
The egret was even more distraught, crying out, "Why didn't you save us? You could have killed him first!"
Xiao Li ignored them, watching as the two of them bled excessively and were on the verge of fainting.
She sat beside them until their bodies were completely cold, then lightly touched her toes and flew away.
She had just entered the territory of the Qingping Sect when she encountered Kang Ning, who had come looking for her.
"Senior sister, where have you been? I noticed you haven't come back for a long time, so I'm waiting for you here."
Kang Ning took out a dark red cloak and carefully draped it over Xiao Li's shoulders.
"Senior sister, one of the remnants of the Demonic Sect has escaped. Don't wander around, be careful. If you go out in the future, call me with you, I can protect you."
Xiao Li nodded and agreed.
She had just discovered that Kang Ning had become the male protagonist of this world, and that his romantic relationship was with her.
"Tongzi, let's go."
(over)
Yan Xiaoli opened her eyes and found that her face was completely unharmed. She was taking a nap in her boudoir.
"Miss, the young master has come to see you."
Hearing the noise, Dongmei came in to help her mistress get up and also told her that the young master had arrived.
Yan Xiaoli nodded, tidied up and went out, where she saw Yan Xiaoran sitting at the table with a plate of osmanthus cake that she had been longing for for ten years.
"younger brother……"
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