The whole world is being reborn except me

At this time, the moon and stars are thin, and it is late at night.

Except for those who patrolled the night watch, there were almost no other people walking around outside the Zixiao Sect.

This is the rule of Zixiaozong after nightfall. If there is no other matter, you can't stay outside after the night is dark.

A woman in a blue dress came slowly. She wore a white veil on her face, hiding her face under the camouflage, and her exposed eyes were like autumn water, slightly sad.

She walks steadily and looks graceful.

Seeing this, the Zixiao Sect disciples who were patrolling outside hurriedly shouted: "Who is it?!"

"Yan Yuerong." When she spoke, her voice was soft.

Hearing the familiar name, the vigilance of several disciples gradually eased, but they still asked worriedly: "It's so late, what are you still doing here?"

Yan Yuerong said: "I will deliver medicine to the Young Sect Master."

Only then did everyone realize that she was holding a medicine bowl in her hand.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help looking at each other. They had also heard about Yan Yuerong being treated as a cauldron by the Young Sect Master before, and they all felt sorry for this junior sister who practiced hard. Later, they heard that the Young Sect Master was only punished and grounded. And she was directly rewarded to the young suzerain, so she felt even more aggrieved by it.

But apart from complaining, they can't do anything.

After all, they are only disciples of Zixiao Sect.

Seeing that it was late at night and she still had to work around, everyone couldn't help but lighten their tone, no longer as serious as before.

"Since that's the case, go quickly, so you don't have to wait a little longer..." When she said this, she suddenly felt inappropriate, and quickly stopped talking.

Yan Yuerong gently blessed them, then walked forward slowly.

——In Zixiao Sect, Shen Tianchen's room.

This place is covered by a strong medicinal fragrance, and the smell of medicinal materials is continuously exuded.

Shen Tianchen was lying on a bed made of pear blossom wood, his eyes were slightly closed, his breathing was calm, and he seemed to be asleep at this moment.

Yan Yuerong walked into the room and put the medicine on the table.

Suddenly, Shen Tianchen's voice sounded: "Where have you been?"

The girl in blue paused slightly, but her voice became softer and more respectful: "The suzerain asked me to make medicine for you, and I just finished it now."

"Bring it here."

Yan Yuerong's expression was complicated, but she responded softly: "Yes."

She picked up the boiled medicine, brought it to the bedside, picked up the white porcelain spoon placed on it, scooped up a small spoonful of thick medicine, and brought it to Shen Tianchen's mouth.

Yan Yuerong said softly: "The medicine is no longer hot, young master can rest assured."

Hearing this, Shen Tianchen couldn't help but take another look at her. Seeing Yan Yuerong's low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, she looked very well-behaved, but he was very satisfied with her understanding.

Some time ago, the silent appearance was a bit scary, but now this appearance is much more pleasing to the eye.

Shen Tianchen drank the medicine, frowned and said: "The medicine that Dad made people boil is getting more and more bitter."

Shen Tianchen, who knew that his cultivation base had been destroyed in the morning, was a little emotionally broken, but under the protection of the Zixiao Sect Master, he promised to let the spirit heal his destroyed golden core and meridians, and now the people of the Ye clan take When I asked for help, I also sent someone to go here, and it should arrive soon.

After hearing the news, Shen Tianchen gradually calmed down, and began to wait patiently for the arrival of the spiritual doctor.

It's not as hysterical as before.

It's just that he kept staring at Yan Yuerong, which was a little weird, and she couldn't help lowering her head even lower.

Shen Tianchen smiled: "Why are you so scared, I won't eat you."

Yan Yuerong didn't answer, and still quietly fed him the medicine bit by bit.

Until Shen Tianchen drank all the medicine, she put the things back on the table, turned around and glanced at him, the expression under the veil was even more complicated and difficult to understand.

Yan Yuerong asked: "Young Sect Master, have you ever recognized a woman in an apricot-colored dress, her name is Yan Yuewan, she is a girl with a cute smile."

Shen Tianchen was startled, looked at her curiously, and sneered: "Young master, I have met too many people, so I don't remember what is not bending."

Yan Yuerong ignored him, and said to herself: "She is my elder sister. After being sent to Zixiaozong by my parents, there is no news. The reason why I entered Zixiaozong was to find her, but I heard from disciples of the sect that among the people who died and were thrown into the mass grave at the back mountain, there seems to be a girl named Yan Yuewan."

She pursed her lips, but her eyes gradually turned red: "My sister, she is dead, but you are still alive."

Shen Tianchen felt that the way she spoke was a little weird, he opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't speak anymore, and his consciousness was gradually blurring, he stretched out his hand and pointed firmly at Yan Yuerong, but still couldn't make any sound.

Yan Yuerong walked towards him, her voice was still very soft: "I put something in the medicine, Young Master, do you still remember the Heaven Magic Grass? This is what you used when you bullied those poor girls, including me. A dose of medicine."

The Heavenly Illusion Grass can cause the whole body to become limp, unable to speak, and the body is gradually occupied by paralysis, making it impossible to move.

Her hand reaches out to him.

The woman's hands were extremely beautiful. Because she hadn't trimmed her nails for a long time, her fingernails looked long and sharp. When they brushed across Shen Tianchen's face, they could even leave a bloodstain on his cheek.

Yan Yuerong moved her hand away expressionlessly, as if touching that person's skin was a very unbearable thing.

She slowly took off the veil, revealing a beautiful and unparalleled face.

Those innocent girls who had a bright future were ruined by this man's dirty desires.

And her poor sister.

Yan Yuerong still remembered what Elder Sister said to her when she was about to go to Zixiao Sect to learn from her teacher: "Arong, when I practice hard and become capable in the future, I will be able to protect you and Mommy and Dad."

The girl's face was full of yearning.

What good hopes for the future her sister had left with.

But all this is ruined!She didn't even manage to collect the body of her poor elder sister.

Tears rolled down Yan Yuerong's face, but she looked at Shen Tianchen extremely coldly, "Young Sect Master, I heard that your golden core has been destroyed, right?" Her voice still sounded very gentle.

Shen Tianchen looked at her in horror, struggling to get up and get down, but his body softened and he collapsed on the bed.

"You don't have to worry. I told them before I came in that it's the young suzerain that you want to have a good chat with A Rong, so you don't need to bother me with other people."

Yan Yuerong took out a dagger from her bosom, and slowly pulled it out. The dagger was extremely sharp and exuded a biting cold light.

Her eyes swept across Shen Tianchen's face, gradually moved down, and finally landed on the man's lower body, her eyes became colder and colder.

Shen Tianchen looked at her in fear, thinking that he understood what she was going to do, sobbed, but because he couldn't speak, he couldn't hear what he said at all.

"Originally, I should be the one to destroy your morality, but now that Young Master has acted first, Arong can only do the next thing."

"This evil root, what to do with it, it's better to destroy it."

Yan Yuerong pinched his chin, and said softly: "I will strike very lightly, don't be afraid."

Raising the knife in his hand, following a gust of blood spurting, Yan Yuerong cut off a thing that has harmed many people.

She quietly looked at the things on the ground, then took out a box from her bosom, and sprinkled some of the powder in the box on the ground, and the thing was quickly corroded and disappeared.

Shen Tianchen's lower body was covered with blood, because without his cultivation base to protect his body, he soon passed out from the pain.

Yan Yuerong tapped the acupuncture points all over his body a few times, then cleaned up her makeup, put on the scarf on her face again, and walked out slowly.

Now that she has avenged her, she has nothing to worry about. Not long after hearing the news of her sister's death, her parents died of illness one by one.

Now, she is truly a loner.

"Miss Yan." Under the moonlight, a white figure stood quietly here, as if waiting for her specially.

Yan Yuerong looked at him vigilantly, and after seeing the man's face clearly, she was slightly taken aback: "Yun Xihe?"

When Shen Tianchen competed with him today, he was also there.

Yun Xihe smiled, and asked gently: "Miss Yan, what are your plans for the future?"

She laughed self-deprecatingly: "I don't have any plans, it's just muddling along."

However, the young man in white took out a flute from his arms, followed the direction of the sound, found Yan Yuerong's location, and handed the emerald green flute to her: "This is a token of an old friend. Take it and go to the wind and rain. Court."

Yan Yuerong looked at him in astonishment, and she didn't come back to her senses for a moment. Then she finally understood what Yun Xihe meant. This man was helping her and found a place for herself.

Fengyu Pavilion, which is the second sect of cultivating immortals after Spirit Sword Sect, has always been on good terms with Spirit Sword Sect.

If she went there, even if she could only be an ordinary outer disciple, she would not be lonely and helpless.

Yan Yuerong's voice was a little rough, and she murmured, "Why did you help me?"

"Do you need a reason to help others?" Yun Xihe looked calm and his tone was very gentle.

Don't you need a reason to help others?

Yan Yuerong looked at him. She had heard before that Yun Xihe from Spirit Sword Sect was the most gentle person. Getting along is the most enjoyable thing in the world.

She just took it as rumors from those people, no one can be truly perfect to the point of perfection.

But now, with just a simple sentence, he let go of his defenses and almost gave all his trust.

Yan Yuerong held the flute, and the originally cool item gradually warmed up in her hands.

"Senior brother and I will go down the mountain later. At that time, the Zixiao Sect will not pay too much attention to the situation at the entrance, so you can go down the mountain quietly."

"Those girls!" she asked anxiously.

Yun Xi said softly, "During the daytime, someone sent them away."

Yan Yuerong noticed that he used the word "leave" instead of going home.

She subconsciously asked, "Leave?"