"Why didn't you tell your senior brother?"
This sixth peak no longer belongs to the Long-Bearded Immortal.
The Sixth Peak now belongs to Yan Wu and that adorable junior sister Zi Xu.
"But Senior Brother Hongze and Sister Xiaocao have always lived on the Sixth Peak."
"Yan Wuzhen has such a good relationship with them, he definitely won't mind."
Someone spoke up, "Don't forget, when Master Yan Wu was undergoing his tribulation, it was Senior Brother Hong Ze and Little Grass who stood in front of him."
"That's true, we all know each other, they shouldn't mind—"
Of course, this is just what these people think.
Compared to the changes in the Yokoyama Sect, the changes in the Sixth Peak are the most significant.
The air here was filled with a rich floral fragrance.
The open space outside, where it used to be full of medicinal herbs, is now covered with flowers and plants, and the herbs are gone.
Ning Hongze and Ning Xiaocao had just landed on the sixth peak when they triggered the formation of the sixth peak.
A cloud of mist rose up.
The fragrance of flowers was even stronger in the mist.
Ning Hong then embraced Ning Xiaocao and took to the air.
With a flick of his sleeve, a gust of wind shot directly towards the ground.
It made a loud bang.
A short while later, the array light on the sixth peak disappeared, and the mist also dissipated.
Ning Hong then pulled Ning Xiaocao down to the ground.
"Who attacked my Sixth Peak?" What's wrong with the guards on the peak today?
How could someone be allowed to fly up to the sixth peak?
A girl in purple ran out from inside.
The girl is quite beautiful, but—Ning Hongze looked at Zixu, then at Ning Xiaocao.
This girl does look about five parts like Xiaocao.
Same round eyes, same face shape.
The only difference is that this girl has a charmingly innocent look on her face, clearly someone who was pampered growing up, while Xiao Cao looks much more mature than her.
Of course, it also has a lot to do with dressing up.
Looking at the girl in front of me, she was dressed in brocade clothes, and her hair was adorned with many pearls and jade. She was dressed extremely exquisitely from head to toe.
Ning Hong looked at Xiao Cao again and suddenly felt that he was a terrible older brother.
I hadn't even noticed Xiaocao's clothes before.
Xiaocao was still wearing a light blue robe, and her hairband was a plain dark color, without any other accessories.
"Who are you two? Why are you trespassing on my Sixth Peak?"
"Trying to conquer your Sixth Peak?"
Ning Xiaocao glanced around. "Brother, is this the Sixth Peak?"
"I think so."
"What are you talking about? This is the Sixth Peak." Zi Xu looked at them warily, her communication jade pendant already crushed in her hand.
Her gaze fell on Ning Xiaocao's face.
She looks somewhat like her?
"You'd better leave here right now, or my master will definitely not let you off when he comes back."
"I'll wait for your master to return." He wanted to see who had taken over their sixth peak.
Ning Hong then pulled Ning Xiaocao to sit down directly on the stone table.
"I made this stone table myself."
Back then, the three of them, master and apprentice, often sat here to eat together.
Thirty years have passed, and there is always a feeling that things have changed and people are no longer the same.
The master has disappeared without a trace, and the Sixth Peak has been occupied by others.
As Zixu watched the man sit down, her doubts deepened.
The man seemed very familiar with this place, and his eyes were full of nostalgia.
Ning Xiaocao even started digging a hole under the big tree next to the stone table.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
“I’m digging for my own stuff,” Ning Xiaocao replied directly. “Found it, it’s still there.”
This was the last jar of apricot blossom wine she had hidden away.
Because he was afraid that his master would steal it or give it away, he hid it.
Unexpectedly, they remained hidden for a full thirty years.
The master has been missing for twenty years.
Ning Xiaocao opened the apricot wine directly.
A rich fragrance of apricot blossoms instantly filled the entire Sixth Peak.
"This taste—it really brings back fond memories."
Upon receiving Zixu's message, Yan Wu hurriedly flew over.
Purple Floss is a rare Heavenly Spiritual Root in their Hengshan Sect, and they cannot allow it to be destroyed.
Furthermore, how did these two people get to the Sixth Peak through the disciples guarding the peak?
These are all worrying.
However, just as they flew to the sixth peak, they smelled a familiar aroma of apricot blossom wine.
And a familiar voice—
He wanted to hear the voices of the past thirty years.
"Little grass".
Yan Wu called out, his voice trembling, his body shaking slightly. Had they returned?
Upon hearing Yan Wu's voice, Ning Xiaocao turned around and smiled at him.
"Brother Yan Wu."
It really is just a blade of grass.
Yan Wu flew directly to Ning Xiaocao, reached out, and pulled her into his arms.
"You're finally back."
"Yes, I'm back."
Ning Xiaocao struggled, but couldn't break free. The more she struggled, the tighter Yan Wu held her, like a magic lock binding immortals. So she simply stopped struggling.
Ning Hong, however, couldn't stand it anymore.
He simply reached out and pulled the person away.
"I told you to hold me for a little while, but you've been holding me for so long. Do you really think I'm not your older brother?"
"Hongze, it's been a long time." Yan Wu took out his folding fan and shook it.
It's a pity that I just saw him lose his composure, and now it's too late to make amends.
Zi Xu stared at Yan Wu in disbelief.
She had never seen her master so distraught.
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