After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 2 She Became a Lifesaver

They walked down the mountain all the way, Yan Changan fell behind, keeping a distance from her, Shu Nong also led the way according to this distance, without turning back.

Up to the foot of the mountain, Shu Nong, who was bouncing ahead, suddenly stopped. Yan Changan hesitated for a moment, and came to her side, and was about to ask her, but saw her slightly raised her chin: "You go ahead."

Yan Chang settled for a moment, caring about the sword in her hand, didn't say much, and followed her will to walk ahead.

Shu Nong kept only two steps away from him.

In the tea shed not far away, the disciples of the Cangyuan Sword Sect had already gathered together, discussing anxiously about Senior Brother Yan who hadn't come out all day, discussing whether to wait or send a letter to the master immediately.

Looking for swords in Wutong Mountain is just a process, but there is no shortage of hallucinogenic fog and haunted monsters on Wutong Mountain, and it is also a good place for trials.

Therefore, the disciples who are drawn have no impatience. They come to people every year, looking for swords every year, and they never stop.

But it has never happened before that the sun is almost setting, and the disciples have not come out.

The dense fog causes hallucinations, and monsters hurt people. The disciples who come to the trial are often deluded when they encounter the dense fog halfway up the mountain, and go back down the mountain in a daze. Occasionally, some disciples who break into the dense fog will also He was forced to retreat by the monsters wandering in it and hurting people.

Lu Wangyi, a disciple of Yusheng Palace, was forced to retreat by a monster that suddenly appeared when he broke into the thick fog. He didn't even draw out his sword. When he ran into a monster, he turned around decisively and went down the mountain. He couldn't even slay a single monster. In fact, he faced a group of grinning monsters who obviously didn't want him to move on. Between life and death, he chose the former.

He has self-knowledge, so he won't have to go to the end of the dense fog to find some blue light sword with his wounds all over his body. Even if he is lucky enough to find the blue light sword, if he is lucky enough to pull out this fairy sword, whether he can get out of the fog is another matter.

He would think so, but Yan Changan didn't.

This team was formed temporarily by the Sovereign. Although he was the leader, he was only acquainted with Yan Chang'an. Unfortunately, the other party was alone and rejected his invitation to go with him.

It was not long before he and this person entered Cangyuan Sword Sect. When laying the foundation in the early stage, the two of them stayed together almost all day.

He knew Yan Chang'an's desire for strength too well. Usually, the sect required two hundred swings of the sword, and he was out of breath after swinging two hundred times, and couldn't lift his arms, but Yan Chang'an was able to grit his teeth and swing another two hundred times.

Horror!
If he was really told to repel the monsters and get the blue light sword through the thick fog, he would definitely not give up easily.

Whether he cared about his own life or not was unclear to Lu Wangyi, but since he hadn't seen anyone at the moment, he could already conclude that Yan Chang'an had definitely gone deep into the thick fog.

In the depths of the dense fog, on the top of the mountain, is it possible to enter just by entering? !

Yan Changan is such a good seedling, he will have to earn much face for the Cangyuan Sword Sect in the future, so nothing will happen to him!
Lu Wangyi didn't bother to listen to the people around him discussing why Yan Changan didn't come out and why he didn't send the distress letter to prove that he was fine.

"Snapped--"

A stack of tea bowls in the hands of the old tea seller suddenly fell to the ground. After the not-so-clear sound, only three of the nine bowls were still intact, only covered with some dust.

"Grandma be careful, let's clean it up." Seeing that she was about to bend down to pick it up, someone subconsciously reminded her, and took two steps towards her.

The old man's cheeks twitched a few times, and he smiled awkwardly at Lu Wangyi and the others who were looking over, and waved his hands to stop their help: "No need, it's the old lady who I'm not stable, how can I bother the little fairies. "

As she spoke, she pointed behind them again: "That one, is the person waiting for the immortals?"

Lu Wang and the others immediately turned their heads in the direction of the old man's finger.

At dusk, the person who came from a distance, whose shadow was stretched by the sunlight, who else was it if it wasn't their Senior Brother Yan?

But, why are there two figures?
When they got closer, they were stunned to see that Yan Changan was accompanied by a beautiful girl dressed like a pink flower?
Lu Wangyi blinked his eyes in disbelief.

When Yan Changan went in, did he even bring out some monster that became a spirit?

Lu Wangyi couldn't believe it, and the disciples around him were silent for a moment. The blood on Yan Chang'an's body was horrifying. The disciples didn't think too much, and rushed up: "Brother Yan, are you injured? Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yan Changan spit out two words, and turned to reveal the girl behind him completely, "Someone saved me."

"This girl—"

The disciple saw her face clearly, his voice paused, he opened and closed, but he didn't say another word in a daze, and subconsciously looked at Yan Chang'an.

Lu Wangyi and the others were also stunned for a moment.

This little girl looks somewhat similar to the Mingyue girl in Yusheng Hall.

Everyone in the Cangyuan Sword Sect knew who that Mingyue girl was like.

Could it be the resurrection of the one from 600 years ago? !

Unable to guess what they were thinking, Shu Nong looked around them, waved to them with a smile on his own initiative: "Hello, my name is Su—"

"Ah." Someone whispered.

Shu Nong took advantage of the situation to look over, seemed to be a little puzzled by his surprise, tilted his head slightly, and continued: "Su from Gusu doesn't hesitate to be famous, Hulu Wanwan will not hesitate at all."

As her words fell, there were still stones hanging in the hearts of several people.

That's right, Shu Nong died 600 years ago, the Shu family and Elder Liu have recruited souls for so long but nothing came of it, how could a person still be alive.

"Thank you Miss Su for saving me." Lu Wangyi took a step closer and bowed to Shu Nong. When he got up, he glanced at Wutong Mountain behind her, puzzled, "Miss Su, used to live in This mountain?"

"That's right." Shu Nong nodded calmly, "I live on this mountain with my master. Before the old man left, he set up a formation. Outsiders can't get in, and I haven't been down the mountain much, so I and this People agreed, I will save his life, and he will take me around the world."

She tugged at Yan Changan's sleeve corner, Lu Wangyi looked over in surprise, and saw that although Yan Changan frowned slightly, he did not pull out the sleeve corner, but just whispered to him as if to prove what she said. "Hum" sounded.

In such a situation, in such a situation, if this boy hadn't fallen in love with the girl at first sight, he might have truly been a life-saving grace that cannot be repaid.

How could a person like Yan Chang'an fall in love with anyone at first sight.

But Miss Su's face—it's no wonder that her master wanted to set up a formation on the mountain, if someone saw it, she might become the second girl of the moon again.

Lu Wang opened his mouth and wanted to ask a few more questions, but Yan Changan cut off his voice first: "It's getting dark, let's go back to the inn."

Lu Wangyi raised his head and glanced at the sky, and temporarily took a break from continuing to ask questions, and greeted everyone to prepare Yujian to return to Yuncheng.

"Let's rest in Yuncheng for another night. Those who are injured will recuperate, and those who are not injured will practice. Then we will talk about the sect."

Cangyuan disciples responded one after another. Lu Wangyi glanced at the old man who was still packing the tea bowls, and walked over with another disciple to clean up the debris on the ground: "Grandma, it's getting late, you should go early too." Let's go back."

He paused and thought for a moment: "Do you need us to give you a ride?"

(End of this chapter)