My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

"Brother Ling."

Zheng Si'er's voice came from the bushes.

Ling Xiaodong looked back and found that she was in the forest behind him, holding on to the trees beside her with one hand and looking at him with a frown.

"Brother Bird?"

He was a little surprised.

In recent days, hasn't Brother Que been avoiding himself?

Why did you take the initiative to find yourself today?

Zheng Si'er stepped on the fallen leaves and dead branches on the ground, walked slowly to Ling Xiaodong's side, and then sat down beside him with her arms around her knees.

Neither of them spoke, they stood side by side, quietly looking into the distance.

At this time, the wind and smoke are all clean, the Tianshan Mountains have the same color, and there is only a half-river moon and a pillow of cool breeze in the distance.

"Brother Ling, what are you looking at?"

Zheng Sirer suddenly asked.

Ling Xiaodong replied: "I'm watching Kunlun."

He paused, then asked, "Where's Brother Que? What are you looking at?"

Zheng Si'er put her thin and slightly pointed chin on her knees, and said in a muffled voice:

"I'm looking at the northern border, and I don't know what happened to my father and master, and whether those Huns committed crimes again."

Seeing her depressed expression, Ling Xiaodong couldn't help reaching out and touching her head.

"It's okay, we'll get out."

Zheng Si'er was fine at first, but after hearing what Ling Xiaodong said, her eyes immediately turned red.

"Is going to Kunlun important to you?"

Ling Xiaodong was stunned, and the hand on Zheng Sirer's head stopped.

After a while, he nodded slightly, turned his gaze to Kunlun in the distance again, and said softly:

"Well, there are important people waiting for me there."

Zheng Sirer buried her face in her knees and blamed herself:

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been meddling in my own business and insisted on coming to Heshui to find some sort of leader Bailian, I wouldn't have been trapped here. Brother Ling would have arrived long ago."

"It's not Brother Que's fault."

Ling Xiaodong touched her head and comforted:

"If we don't come, then Hei Wuchang will be allowed to cause harm to the world, and Miss Mu will also fall into his tricks and die here in the end. You have done a great deed."

"But...but I did make you miss something important...it's all my fault..."

Zheng Si'er looked up at Ling Xiaodong, her eye circles were red, and there were little drops of water on her slender eyelashes.

Her eyes were tearful and her voice was a little choked up.

"I've always been like this...doing what I think is right...it was the same way back then...if I hadn't taken everyone out of the orphanage, they wouldn't...nor ..."

Ling Xiaodong put his arms around the girl's slender and fragile shoulders, and pressed her head into his arms.

Zheng Si'er's body was trembling because of sobbing, Ling Xiaodong could only caress her back.

He didn't know what Brother Que was thinking about that made him so sad, but it must be the past that she least wanted to look back on, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Zheng Si'er cried softly in her arms for a while, and soon regained her composure.

After Ling Xiaodong hugged her like this for a while, Zheng Si'er suddenly pushed Ling Xiaodong's chest away.

She raised her sleeves to wipe away the tears on her face, but her eyes were still red.

"Brother Ling, hit me!"

Zheng Si'er knelt in front of Ling Xiaodong, grabbed his hand and pressed it to her side face, and said solemnly.

Ling Xiaodong couldn't help but smile bitterly, and took his hand away from her palm.

"Why am I beating you?"

"The master said that if you do something wrong, you will be punished." Zheng Sier's expression was very serious.

"I don't want to hit you."

"No! You have to hit me today!"

Seeing that Ling Xiaodong was indifferent, Zheng Si'er became anxious.

She reached out to grab Ling Xiaodong's hand again, but Ling Xiaodong avoided it sharply.

"Please, otherwise I will feel uneasy! Brother Ling, you can just slap me!"

Zheng Si'er begged bitterly.

Ling Xiaodong pouted helplessly.

I thought to myself that I said it was fine, why did I still have to fight myself, what is wrong with Brother Que?

"Well, if brother Que is really guilty, then you just need to make it up to me."

Zheng Si'er readily agreed.

"Yes! Brother Ling, tell me! I will give you whatever you want!"

Ling Xiaodong rubbed his chin, raised his head and thought for a while.

"This... I don't need anything now... Brother Que, why don't you do something to make me happy?"

As long as Brother Que patted his shoulders and legs casually, the matter would be over.

Ling Xiaodong originally planned this way.

But as soon as the words fell, there was a gust of fragrant wind, and the lips were covered with tenderness.

Ling Xiaodong's pupils shrank, and he looked in horror at the delicate face so close, his mind was a little dazed.

Zheng Si'er supported his chest, her eyes were closed tightly, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

But she doesn't seem to be very proficient in kissing, and she doesn't know how to stick out her tongue. The two of them just touched their lips.

After reacting, Ling Xiaodong grabbed Zheng Sier's shoulders and separated her from him.

"Bro, what are you doing?"

"Huh? Isn't it right?"

Zheng Si'er drooped her head deeply, her ears were cherry red, and faltered:

"But I...I saw that Brother Ling was very happy after doing what he did that night..."

Ling Xiaodong was at a loss for words for a while, and didn't know what to say.

Just as the two of them were facing each other in silence, the dark sky suddenly lit up.

A palm made of golden shadows covered the entire sky.

Ling Xiaodong and Zheng Si'er looked up together, and saw that the overwhelming giant palm was covered with a hollow grip, but it seemed to be blocked by a semicircular cover.

Ling Xiaodong knew that what blocked the palm was the barrier of the Immortal World.

Immediately afterwards, the palm of the hand clenched with five fingers.

Click.

In the dark, there seemed to be the sound of a porcelain bottle shattering.

Immediately afterwards, spiritual energy came from the outside like a tide, filling every inch of the vacuum in an instant.

Ling Xiaodong raised his head and murmured:

"Tianhuo colleagues, noble people help..."

Chapter 74 Heading to Kunlun

The golden giant palm gradually dissipated, turning into dots of golden light floating in the night wind, like fireflies all over the sky and gorgeous fireworks.

Zheng Si'er raised her head, her small mouth opened slightly uncontrollably, and the golden light scattered all over the sky was reflected in her bright eyes.

Although she didn't know what happened, she was also shocked by the vision of heaven and earth.

"What is this...?" she murmured.

"Go! Let's go down the mountain!"

Ling Xiaodong didn't have time to explain, so he directly pulled Zheng Si'er's bright wrist and walked towards the camp halfway up the mountain.

The two walked through layers of dense forest, due to their haste, Ling Xiaodong's sleeves were hung with several holes by branches and thorns.

When the two returned to the residence.

I saw Yue Yingying standing on the flat ground outside the house, looking at the sky on one side together with the bell girl.

"Master, the Immortal Heaven and Earth are broken! There is really a noble person to help!"

Ling Xiaodong said excitedly.

"Ah."

Yue Yingying stared into the distance with a solemn expression, and just hummed lightly.

Ling Xiaodong looked left and right, but found that there seemed to be a few people missing, so he asked Yue Yingying:

"Where is Miss Mu and Grandma Mo? Where are they?"

"They're gone."

"gone?"

Ling Xiaodong was taken aback for a moment, he never thought that Mu Qinghe would leave without saying goodbye.

"Yes, seeing that she hadn't returned for a long time, the maid's attendant went directly to the leader of Luojiao, who just came and took them away."

Yueyingying frowned and looked at the place where they disappeared, as if she was thinking about something.

"What realm is this? Nine Palaces? No? Half Immortal? It doesn't look like..."

She kept shaking her head to veto her guess, and she didn't see the slightly disappointed expression of Ling Xiaodong beside her.

"Oh, right."

Yue Yingying suddenly remembered something. She turned her head and looked at Ling Xiaodong.

"When the little saint left, she left two words for me to convey to you."

"What?"

"One sentence is that the two birds are temporarily separated, and there will be a day when they will meet again. The second sentence is... I am waiting for you."

Ling Xiaodong lowered his head and was silent for a while. When he raised his head again, there was no sadness in his eyes, but he was even more determined.

Yue Yingying looked at Ling Xiaodong strangely, and she didn't know what promise there was between the two.

She casually asked:

"What should we do now? Even if we are desperately rushing to Kunlun, we probably won't be able to make it in time."

Ling Xiaodong looked in the direction of Kunlun with burning eyes:

"Master, let's go, we have to go after all, Aunt Yun and the others are waiting."

"Okay, then send the little girl home first, and we'll start straight away. It's good to catch up with the end."

Zheng Si'er interjected from the side:

"And my horse! My horse is still stored in Heshui City!"

over nine days.

The strong wind here is like a knife scraping bones, blowing and breaking hair, cutting off everything, and it is continuous, rising and falling.

Even the immortals in the realm of the Nine Palaces couldn't stay here for a long time, but at this moment, there was a white lotus seat floating in it, flying past at an extremely fast speed.