First Summoner

Chang Sun Man frowned and said, "That sound attack master must have used a trick to deceive people."

The second elder of the Dao Clan stroked his beard and said, "Didn't they say that the sound attack master had companions? From what I see, it must be that the sound attack master's companions deliberately spilled the blood on different roads in order to help him escape, in order to confuse our sight."

When Bai Hua heard this, he thought of something and immediately asked the spies to identify whether the blood was human or animal blood.

Soon, the spies reported back: "It's all human blood."

"This is troublesome." Chang Sun Man frowned and immediately suggested, "Why don't we split up into four groups and chase them?"

"No." Bai Hua rejected it. He said with a serious face: "Before, we had so many casualties because we went to chase the sound attack master in batches. If we disperse, won't our combat effectiveness be reduced? This will only fulfill the sound attack master's wish."

Chang Sun Man asked: "What should we do now?"

Bai Hua pursed his lips and said, "We can only wait for the news from the spies."

They looked at each other and decided to do as it was.

Xiao Zechuan's gaze was cast towards a place not far away, his expression unclear.

In a forest, a man in white was stumbling forward, holding a guqin in his arms.

His white clothes were almost stained red with blood.

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and his fingers instinctively plucked the strings, but the next moment, his body stiffened.

"Yuchu."

A familiar voice came.

The man in white reacted and rushed forward without hesitation, as if trying to get rid of the woman behind him.

"Why are you running?!" the woman behind him roared, tears welling up in her eyes.

But her words still failed to make him stop.

Seeing this, the woman quickly chased after him and threw him to the ground.

She sat astride him, holding his shoulders tightly.

The guqin fell aside.

The woman's eyes were filled with resentment, and she gritted her teeth as she said, "I ask you, why are you running? How long are you going to hide?"

Facing the woman's questioning, the man just stared at her indifferently. There was no ripple in his deep eyes, like a pool of stagnant water.

He responded coldly: "It's none of your business!"

Yu Changying laughed angrily, "You are really not a man!"

Wen Yuchu wanted to push away Yu Changying who was pressing on him.

But just as he raised his hand to exert force, he suddenly felt a few hot tears like pearls that had broken off the string, hitting his cheeks one after another.

His movements froze, and huge waves rose in his heart.

He looked up at her crying and he actually shed tears too. At this moment, it was as if something forced its way into his heart that had been frozen for four years and made him feel a surge of warmth.

Yu Changying burst into tears and said, "Do you know that I have been looking for you for four years?"

"Wen Yuchu, when you left, they all left too."

"Do you have a heart?"

"you tell me!"

"Wen Yuchu! You are very happy to see me crying for you, right?!"

"If you run again, I'll break your legs. You don't need legs to play the piano anyway!"

"you……"

Wen Yuchu suddenly reached out and held her in his arms.

Yu Changying bumped into his broad and hard chest, and his mind went blank for a moment.

At this time, Wen Yuchu's hands around Yu Changying kept tightening with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

The two of them were so close together that there was no gap between them.

Yu Changying's whole body was stiff.

The corners of his cold eyes were red, and his eye sockets were filled with tears, like two crystal clear gems, slowly sliding down his cheeks.

Finally, Yu Changying heard his choked voice: "Changying..."

"sorry."

When Yu Changying heard this, his nose felt sore and tears kept flowing.

She leaned tightly into his arms, as if she wanted to vent the emotions that had accumulated over the years.

She said, "Let's leave the upper realm together and go find Yanyan and the others."

Wen Yuchu's heart felt a little warmer in his chest. He closed his eyes and hummed softly.

Yu Changying wanted to get up from him, but found that he was still holding her tightly. If it were in the past, she would definitely tease him.

But now, she couldn't joke with him, and her heart ached.

She seemed to have exhausted all her strength and spoke.

"It's time for us to leave."

Wen Yuchu let go of his hand.

After Yu Changying got up from him, she leaned over and reached out to him.

Wen Yuchu stared at her hand for a few seconds, then he raised his hand and held her hand.

Her hands are soft and warm.

After Yu Changying pulled him up, he picked up the "Thousand Years Old Harp" that had fallen aside and handed it to him.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears, then took the same handkerchief and casually wiped it on Wen Yuchu's face, wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Wen Yuchu used to be very clean, but now he stood there quietly like a sculpture, letting Yu Changying fiddle with him as he pleased. His eyes never left Yu Changying's body from beginning to end.

Yu Changying raised his eyes and happened to meet Wen Yuchu's slightly red eyes. His eyebrows and eyes seemed more mature than before.

"Don't run away again. Don't leave us behind again."

"Is it okay? Brother Yuchu."

Her voice was deliberately soft and gentle, like a spring breeze blowing through Wen Yuchu's heart.

After four years, the long-lost voice of "Brother Yuchu" was like an invisible hand, gently plucking the softest heartstring deep in Wen Yuchu's heart.

Finally, a smile appeared on his slightly pale face.

"it is good……"

"Sister Changying."

Yu Changying's heart skipped a beat. She pursed her lips, then pulled up his hands, took out a brand new handkerchief, and wiped the blood from his fingers.

Yu Changying gently applied ointment to Wen Yuchu's wound.

Just as she was about to bandage it with gauze, suddenly, Wen Yuchu's originally icy hands turned around and tightly grasped her hands. This sudden action and the clear touch from his palms made Yu Changying's heart tremble.

"No need to bandage it."

He looked deeply at Yu Changying, his throat slid for a moment, and he spoke with difficulty: "Everyone in the world regards me as a sinner, do you really want to stay with me? My situation is different from Pei Su's. Pei Su's enemies are only in a corner of Guiyuan Continent. My enemies are all people in the world, and they cannot be killed or wiped out."

Tears sparkled in Yu Changying's beautiful eyes. She curled her lips and smiled, "I will kill anyone who wants to kill you."

"Long Ying..."

She interrupted him, her voice becoming cold and hard: "Wen Yuchu, if you feel that you have implicated me, then you should protect me well. Instead of pushing me away and pushing us away again and again! Do you think the relationship between our Shura team is so fragile?"

"It's... impossible to go back." He seemed to remember something and his throat choked.

Upon hearing this, Yu Changying raised her hand and forcibly straightened his cheek so that he could look directly at her, and she spoke word by word.

"Wen Yuchu, listen to me, Chi Yue is not dead!"