The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

At this moment, as one of the few remaining young people in the Sky Fox Clan, she must think about the future development of the race. Now that the ancestral tree has been broken, the ancestral land cannot protect the Sky Fox Clan at all.

That god might attack the ancestral land again at any time - before they get what they want.

Therefore, migration is inevitable, but in which direction to migrate and where to migrate to has become a problem.

The world is so big, but at this moment there is no place for the Sky Fox Clan.

Yun Ling'er raised her head, wiped away the tears from her eyes, and said, "Sister Zi'er and Sister Jing'er will lead the tribe to the Endless Sea. The Endless Sea has not yet been affected by the war. I hope they can find a new continent."

"they?"

Jing Yan asked doubtfully, “What about you?”

"I?"

Yun Ling'er blinked, stroked the bronze token in her hand, and smiled.

She remembered what Grandpa Xuanhu said to her before he died.

Speaking of the guardian's duty.

Although he said that he would let this responsibility disappear into history, how could Yun Ling'er do that?

She whispered to Jing Yan: "I will stay here and become the last guardian of the Sky Fox Clan."

Everything will continue, everything will be remembered - and she is the last guardian of the Sky Fox Clan's past memories.

Jing Yan was silent for a moment. He had no reason to stop the girl, nor was he qualified to stop her.

He saw the rest of the girl's life in the long river of time, a lonely life, long and dark, like the night before dawn, but the dawn would never come.

What has he changed since he came through the long river of time?

A lot has changed, but it seems that nothing has changed.

Yun Ling'er still chose the same option as in her previous life. The only thing that had changed was that the Sky Fox Clan still existed and the incense was still being passed on - perhaps this could be the only light in her eyes.

"I respect your choice."

Jing Yan smiled carefreely. At this time, Yun Ling'er already had some of Yun Su's shadow, so stubborn and nostalgic.

"Won't you try to persuade me?"

After Jing Yan finished speaking, there was a hint of smart light in Yun Ling'er's eyes. She turned around and looked at the handsome young man in white, and couldn't help asking.

The Sky Fox tribe members are all good-looking, but Yun Ling'er feels that the person in front of her is the most beautiful person she has ever seen in her life. There has never been such a person before and there will never be such a person in the future.

"Will you listen to my advice?"

Yun Ling'er thought for a while and said, "No."

"That's it."

Jingyan sat on the top of the mountain, looking at the sunset in the sky.

Yun Ling'er didn't say anything and sat next to him.

"Who are you...?"

The two of them just watched, and when they saw the setting sun set halfway up the mountain, Yun Ling'er suddenly felt an incomparable sense of emptiness.

She had a premonition that the person in front of her would leave her.

It’s not like before, when we could see each other every seven days. After this farewell, we will never see each other again.

Those years would be endless, so long that she would forget many, many things, and she wouldn't even know if they would have the chance to meet again in this life.

This is an illusion...the girl comforted herself in her heart.

"As you said, I am a sword spirit, a soul from your sword."

Jing Yan sighed: "Haven't you always thought so?"

"Do not."

Yun Ling'er shook her head and retorted: "You are my master."

"I advise you not to say that." Jing Yan also refuted: "This statement is outrageous."

"What do you mean?"

Yun Ling'er was a little confused.

Jing Yan smiled. Of course he couldn't explain anything to Yun Ling'er. Even if he said something like he came from the future and was her disciple, no one would believe it.

His experience was really too bizarre.

It was so bizarre that at this moment, he felt like it was all a dream.

It seemed that if he blinked, he would find himself still in the dream. When he woke up, he found himself sleeping in the courtyard late at night. Yun Su stood in front of him, admiring his sleeping posture, blinking his eyelashes.

But unfortunately, everything he is currently experiencing is real.

"You should find the answer to this question yourself."

Jing Yan felt rare relaxation. He leaned back and lay on the thick maple leaves, which were stacked one on top of the other like a soft bed.

Yun Ling'er puffed up her lips and became sullen.

After a while, she realized that it was useless to sulk, so she blinked, looked at the young man lying on the maple leaves with his eyes closed, and asked:

"Why are you so good at swordsmanship?"

She remembered the sword that the other party swung out from the clouds, so magnificent and sharp that she could hardly imagine.

"Because my sword skills were taught to me by my master."

Jingyan answered with his eyes closed.

"So your master is more powerful than you?"

"of course."

"That's amazing." Yun Ling'er looked at the fiery red maple leaves all over the mountains and said longingly, "I also want to become as strong as your master."

"Will do."

"what?"

"Will do."

"Are you encouraging me?"

"I'm stating the facts."

"Then I will become more powerful than your master?"

“This is a bit difficult.”

The two of them chatted like this, one sentence at a time. In fact, they didn't talk about anything useful, but they just didn't want to let the silent loneliness swallow them up.

"What does Qiu Shui look like?"

Yun Ling'er blinked and asked.

They were like old friends who had been together for a long time, chatting about the past as the sun set.

She remembered the place the other person had mentioned, a place called Qiu Shui that she could not find in the world no matter how hard she looked.

"Also, where is Dongsheng Shenzhou?"

she asked again.

Faced with this question, Jing Yan shook his head and said, recalling:

"There are many mountains in Qiushui, just like your ancestral land,"

"Qiu Shui has no four seasons, only midsummer. The main peak of Qiu Shui is a very high mountain, as high as your ancestral tree."

Jing Yan looked at the ancestral tree that was broken in the middle and estimated its height. He added: "The height after the break."

"Oh."

Yun Ling'er nodded.

It's summer all year round, there's no autumn, and it doesn't sound like a good place to see your favorite maple leaves.

“Then I don’t think I would like that place.”

"You're really right."

Jing Yan recalled Yun Su and said with emotion: "No wonder he became a parasite. It turns out that he had planned this for so long."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing, don't take it to heart."

"Oh."

The two of them suddenly ran out of topics to talk about and just quietly watched the sunset in the distance.

It was a golden stream of light, shining brightly on the distant horizon. The towering sacred tree was still burning with flames, as if it had set half of the sky on fire.

Jingyan felt that he would have a very deep impression of this scene, so deep that he would never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Are you leaving?"

Yun Ling'er watched as the figure of the young man in white in front of her gradually became illusory. His figure was like a ray of light between heaven and earth. Now at dusk, this light was about to merge into the darkness.

"perhaps."

Jing Yan felt that the rules of time were repelling him little by little, pushing him out of this world.

He shouldn't be here in the first place.

"Will we meet again then?"

Yun Ling'er asked again. At this moment, she wanted to reach out and touch the figure that was about to disappear, but she didn't dare to, for fear that the figure would disappear in front of her like a bubble, leaving no trace.

Her thoughts were very complicated, so complicated that she couldn't even put them into words. She blocked what she wanted to say and didn't utter a word.

A girl's mind is inherently complicated.

"Yes." Jing Yan answered her with a smile.

"When was that?"

"future."

"future?"

"Yes, maybe it will take an endless long time, or just a short moment, but one day, we will meet again."

"Then how can I recognize you? After a long, long time, what if I look different, or you look different... I mean, what if after a long, long time, you don't recognize me?"

Yun Ling'er spoke intermittently, with a hint of panic in her voice.

"no, I can not."

Jingyan stroked her hair just like he was stroking Yunsu, the little fox.

"No matter what you become, I will recognize you."

Jing Yan said with a smile.

"Then where should I go to find you, the one you mentioned... Qiu Shui?"

Yun Ling'er was a little confused, but before she could finish her words, the last bit of light in the evening went out.

The young man in white disappeared before her eyes, as if he had turned into a stream of light, and his figure gradually dissipated before her eyes.

As the light faded away, an ancient ink-colored sword fell in front of her, with some warmth still remaining on the sword.

Endless darkness engulfed her young figure. Yun Ling'er, holding a long sword in her arms, curled up on the top of the mountain, silently watching the night alone.

In the end, she couldn't escape, and the silent loneliness swallowed her up.

116. Avengers (Part 3)

A long time has passed.

The maple leaves in the distance turned red again and again, and Yun Ling'er also looked at the maple leaves all over the mountain, year after year.

Jing'er and sister Zi'er led the remaining Sky Fox people on a journey to find a new home. Only the stubborn Yun Ling'er stayed in the Sky Fox's ancestral land.