I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

The crescent-shaped sword energy slashed into the earth, tearing a huge gap dozens of feet long.

The trees along the way were easily broken and shredded into countless tiny pieces by the sword energy.

The woman stood on the ground with her chest heaving and breathing heavily. It seemed that she had used a short-distance movement skill. In addition, fighting and retreating all the way consumed a lot of physical and spiritual energy, and she looked tired.

"Hand over the things." Luo Xueqing looked down at the woman and pointed her sword at her.

"Heh, are you also a lackey of those people?" The masked woman looked a little discouraged.

"Running dog, where did this come from?"

"This thing never belonged to them in the first place. They did such a shameful thing back then and embezzled it. Did they really think they did it perfectly and no one would know?"

The expression of the woman in black was hidden behind the mask, and her words were full of sarcasm.

Luo Xueqing felt a little hesitant.

Could it be that there is a hidden secret in this?

"careful!"

Suddenly, Master's voice came from a distance.

Only then did Luo Xueqing notice that three flying needles were flying towards her under the cover of night.

"This is?"

The flying needle emitted the spiritual light of a fifth-level magic weapon, which was enough to hurt a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

Luo Xueqing is a pure swordsman. She never relies on magical weapons or treasures, so she has no protective items except a sword.

The three flying needles were already within three feet of her, and she activated a layer of protective sword energy at the fastest speed.

But after all, it was too hasty and there was not enough time to prepare. This thin layer of protective sword energy could not stop the flying needle magic weapon at all.

At most, it can only slow down its movement.

"what!"

Zhao Mengyao let out a scream and was thrown out of the air by Zhao Kangping.

Without Zhao Mengyao's burden, Zhao Kangping's speed immediately increased.

He used his body skills and turned into lightning, rushing behind Luo Xueqing in the blink of an eye.

He grabbed Xue Qing and pulled her hard, causing her to deviate from the path of the flying needle.

At the same time, he activated a life-saving magic weapon on his body.

Suddenly, a yellowish-brown light flashed around him.

A thick rock barrier had just formed, and the flying needle happened to get stuck on the rock wall, reducing its flying force.

After the rock wall collapsed, Zhao Kangping's eyes were filled with anger, and blue-purple electric currents actually jumped out of his eye sockets.

"You are seeking death. Even an immortal cannot save you."

He had just hurt his wife, and he wanted to kill her regardless of whether she was a woman or not.

At this moment, he no longer had any sympathy for women.

The woman in black felt a strong murderous intent, which made her feel cold all over.

"Sister Lan, save me." She shouted into the darkness.

But before she could wait for the person she was waiting for, she heard the sound of thunder exploding in her ears.

Suddenly, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket struck her.

In a few seconds, there will be a roasted rabbit here.

Faced with the thunder that was like a punishment from heaven, she was suddenly frightened and her legs seemed to be stuck to the ground, unable to move a step.

This is probably the innate fear of the mighty power of heaven that many weak demons have.

"boom!"

The situation changed again.

The woman in black was suddenly surrounded by a shield made of petals.

The violent lightning hit the seemingly weaker flowers and disappeared into thin air in an instant.

"what happened?"

This sudden situation caught Zhao Kangping off guard.

Moreover, the more I look at those petals, the more familiar they seem.

Suddenly, the night wind came, and petals of various colors in the air fell like snow.

Zhao Kangping's body stiffened.

He didn't dare look back. He couldn't believe that they would meet under such circumstances.

Luo Xueqing looked into the distance in surprise.

Against the backdrop of moonlight, a graceful woman appeared quietly.

"Senior?!"

Luo Xueqing recognized the woman.

Her flowing hair seemed to be condensed from the silver moonlight. The bright moon covered her body with a layer of silver gauze that seemed illusory and real, and her whole body exuded a divine beauty.

Her appearance was impeccable, like a goddess descended to earth. Even though her cold face was expressionless at the moment, her unique and independent temperament made other women in the world dare not look up at her.

Those women who claim to be the most beautiful women in the world would probably feel jealous or ashamed of themselves when they see her.

Her every move seemed to carry an indescribable charm that made it difficult for people to look away.

Her beauty is like a timeless poem that cannot be erased by time. With the baptism of time, it will only become more beautiful and moving.

Zhao Kangping had his back to her and never looked back.

"Why are you here?" he said.

"It's a long story."

"..."

"Don't you have anything to ask?"

"No."

Zhao Kangping felt that time could really change a lot of things. In the past, he felt that he would be heartbroken and in great pain if his beloved master abandoned him.

But after a hundred years, it finally faded.

"Master, she seems to be Master..." Luo Xueqing still said bravely.

It was this senior who saved her in the secret realm of Suiyang Mountain, but unfortunately she didn't know who he was at that time.

Later, the master used the method of dream regression to let everyone see this mysterious woman.

It was also at that time that Luo Xueqing realized that it was her own master.

Luo Xueqing didn't expect to see her here again.

"Just an unimportant person." Zhao Kangping thought for a while and then answered.

If Lan Ruoyu had not left, Zhao Kangping would probably have chosen to retire to the mountains with her and never care about worldly affairs again.

If she had come back a year after she left, perhaps nothing would have happened to him, and he would have continued to live a simple yet beautiful daily life with his master in Yaohua Palace day after day.

If she returned to Yaohua Palace three years later, he would probably stand on the mountain from morning till night waiting for her to come back. Then, the moment he saw her figure, he would rush over and hug her in his arms without saying anything, never letting her leave again.

But he waited ten years...

Twenty years.

Fifty years.

I looked for her in every place she might have been, but couldn't find her.

For a hundred years, he neglected his cultivation and devoted all his energy to searching for her.

Later, he lost his cultivation due to a scam.

After that, his heart died.

What are you coming back for?

But in the end, I kept these words in my heart.

Luo Xueqing opened her mouth, frowned, but still didn't say anything.

She originally wanted to say that it was her master who gave her those life-saving herbs.

But she also understood that her master had not forgiven her great-grandmaster.

So she chose to keep her mouth shut.

After Zhao Kangping finished speaking, he remained silent and stood there in a daze.

When the burning love gradually cooled, then love turned into resentment, and resentment turned into emptiness, he finally let go.

Zhao Kangping didn't want to look back because that person represented his past and he had long wanted to cut ties with his past.

Then he won't look back. He has long given up expecting a reunion. It would be better if we didn't meet again today.

"Yuluo, let's go."

The words "an unimportant person" were like a bomb dropped into Lan Ruoyu's heart, sending waves surging in waves. But she remained calm.

The rabbit demon jumped out from the petals and jumped to Lan Ruoyu's side.

The rabbit demon Yuluo took out a scroll from her bosom and handed it to Lan Ruoyu. She said, "Sister, this is what you wanted."

A jade hand reached out, trying to hold the scroll in the palm of her hand, but her hand trembled slightly when she took the scroll.

Zhao Kangping did not move. His mind was in a mess, but he never looked back.

Then the beautiful lady with silver hair and a shawl walked away gradually in the moonlight.

As she walked away, she looked back every few steps.

But he didn't turn around to look at himself.

He probably still hates himself for abandoning him.

"Since you don't look back..." Lan Ruoyu murmured softly.

It turns out they have reached this point.

Crystal clear tears quietly slid down the fairy's porcelain-white cheeks.

Chapter 127 Spiritual Storm

On the way back, the master and his two disciples took a flying boat.

Along the way, Zhao Kangping sat at the bow of the boat, facing the howling night wind, and closed his eyes to take a nap.

After Lan Ruoyu left, he didn't want to stay in Baishan City any longer and went back to the Holy Land without stopping.

Even when Zhao Mengyao stumbled out of the woods, he didn't help her.

His second disciple was slightly injured after being thrown down from the air by him, but he didn't even look at him.

He just wanted to be alone.

When they just returned, Zhao Mengyao was crying because her master did not comfort her.

Until the senior sister said: "Stop arguing and let Master be alone."

She stopped crying.

Zhao Mengyao came back after Lan Ruoyu left, and no one explained to her what had happened.

She felt so aggrieved. She was clearly being wronged, but she wasn't allowed to cry. How could this be right?

Just because of this, she was unhappy about going out this time.

But the atmosphere on the flying boat was a little off, and Master seemed to be in a bad mood.

None of the senior sisters dared to disturb the master who was sitting in meditation at the bow of the boat.