Chapter 391

Beside the cold pool, Jun wanshuang's jade feet are gently rippling, arousing cold air one after another.

Her clothes are as black as ever, just like what song Fei saw at the beginning, showing her concave convex and exquisite figure incisively and vividly.

Song Fei recalled the snow-white carcass in the dark halo. His originally hot heart was burning more vigorously.

At the mouth of the cave, Jun wanshuang didn't look back. Looking at Xiaoya who was approaching gradually, he said with a light smile: "I came here once a day ago and came again today. It's brought me some bad news."

"Miss, don't think too much, everything will be all right." Xiaoya hurried.

"Hehe, little girl, I grew up looking at you. Can you hide me from that careful thought?" Jun wanshuang smiled. There was the same sunshine on her face, and there was nothing wrong at all.

Song Fei was inexplicably surprised that Jun wanshuang's cultivation was only the first level of the spiritual realm.

The first level of the spirit realm should not be this stage at all according to the strength before Jun wanshuang. Otherwise, the Jiuyou old ghost could not defeat the Yuanying realm with the dragon and tiger tripod.

"Miss. I, I." Xiaoya's voice became hesitant.

"Say it, even if the sky falls, I will bear it and say the bad news. I am mentally prepared." Jun wanshuang said faintly, and there was no worry on his face.

"Miss, today is the opening day of the holy fire hall." Xiaoya approached Jun wanshuang, stood behind her, gently hung his shoulder and said softly.

"Is the holy fire Temple open again? It's been three months in the twinkling of an eye. It's so fast." Jun wanshuang fiddled with his hair, his feet still swinging gently and said with a smile, "go on, don't hesitate."

"I heard the old lady say that the old lady and the sect leader were very unhappy in the holy fire hall today. The sect leader also issued an edict. In the future, people from the same line of saints will be prohibited from entering the holy fire hall."

"It's true that Lu Tian is crazy, but it's getting more and more crazy." Jun wanshuang continued in a flat voice, "but this thing is expected. My mother must have expected such a result one day. Tell me, what's the matter that makes you have to sue me and don't hesitate."

"Yes, miss." Xiaoya said softly, "the old lady said that the messenger sent by the sect leader to the great power had a reply, saying that three months later, the little Lord over there, that is, the fiance you were promised, would bring someone to pick you up for marriage."

"Take me to get married?" Jun wanshuang sneered. "Didn't Lu tiankuang tell him that my veil had been taken off?"

"Well, Xiaoya doesn't know." Xiaoya whispered.

"Lu Tian is crazy and calculating." Jun wanshuang sneered, "he is interested in the great power for face. Even if he finds that I am not a virgin, it must not be publicized by the great power for face. As a result, he has suffered me and enriched his sect, which can cut off the inheritance of my saint and daughter. I despise him."

At the mouth of the cave, Song Fei suddenly remembered what Jun wanshuang said when he left: "from now on, I don't wear a veil."

It turned out that the veil also had this meaning. Song Fei's heart was severely touched by it.

"Miss, there are only three months left. The old lady asked me to inform you that we will save you even if we are broken to pieces." Xiaoya said hurriedly.

Jun wanshuang's cool and gorgeous temperament was one of the stagnation, as if he had suddenly lost all his strength. He murmured, "three months, only three months left? I hate it." at last, Jun wanshuang's voice became very excited.

"Miss, what's the matter with you?" Xiaoya said with some worry.

"Nothing." Jun wanshuang closed her eyes, tears gushed out of her eyes and whispered to Xiaoya, "tell your mother, don't let everyone pay their lives for wanshuang alone. In that case, wanshuang would rather die immediately."

"Miss, don't. If you die, the old woman certainly doesn't want to live." Xiaoya comforted quickly.

"Alas." Jun wanshuang sighed, sat powerlessly beside the cold spring and said, "tell your mother, don't do it. If possible, try to help wanshuang buy time. It would be better if it could be delayed for a year."

"A year? Xiaoya remembered." the little girl leaned against Jun wanshuang and said softly, "don't worry, miss. Everything will be all right."

The scene fell into a brief silence.

After a while, Xiaoya's soft voice sounded slowly: "Miss, are you thinking of him?"

In the distance, Song Fei, who had a gradually gentle heart, could not help but twitch hard. Song Fei never thought that he would have a moment of uncontrollable excitement. Xiaoya's soft voice was like throwing a huge stone in his heart lake and smashing boundless waves and flowers.

Miss him? Who is he? Song Fei couldn't help thinking and began to think. He was afraid to hear that what Jun wanshuang said about him was not himself. What kind of way should he face her at that moment.

Inexplicably, Song Fei was like a green boy in his first love. His heart beat violently waiting for Jun wanshuang's answer.

"What's the use of thinking? Maybe we have no chance in this life." Jun wanshuang sighed. "The once hope will eventually turn into powder in front of reality. The once dream was awakened by dusk in the news just now. Maybe it's time to wake up. In my dream, the hero who rode on colorful auspicious clouds to pick me up will leave with me."

"Miss, woo woo." Xiaoya suddenly cried, "I'm not worth it for you. You're such a good person that you're being sold for profit."

"Ha ha, silly girl, the cultivation world is extremely cruel. How many people are killed and robbed while walking. I'm not the worst fate." Jun wanshuang stroked Xiaoya's head and looked gradually into the distance, "I don't know how you are now. We've never had a chance."

Song Fei listened quietly. Before he heard his name, his heart beat very badly.

"Xiaoya." Jun wanshuang shouted softly.

"Miss." Xiaoya looked up, her face blurred by tears.

Jun wanshuang's eyes looked into the distance, as if he had penetrated layers of obstacles and shot in the direction of Yuehua sect. He said softly, "after I leave heihuo sect, if you meet a disciple of Qingtian sword sect, a young man named Yue Tianyu, you tell him that Jun wanshuang has never been interested in him. As for others, don't say any more."

Song Fei's heart calmed down inexplicably, but he couldn't help grinning and laughing silently. If he could, he really hoped that he could laugh at this time to express his joy.

It turns out that the person she misses so much is me. It's really me. Song Fei seems to have unloaded layers of burden. The next thing is no longer important.

"Miss, you never told me who he is before. Is this the person you miss so much?" said Xiaoya softly.

"Yes, it's him." Jun wanshuang's mood became very low. A tear that had been swirling in his eyes finally couldn't help dripping down. Song Fei's heart was corrected.

"Miss, if he cares about you, he should come to see you. There has been no news for two years. Maybe he has forgotten you." Xiaoya suddenly felt angry.

Jun wanshuang's body trembled obviously, and then said with a smile: "forget me? That's good. If he cares about me and takes his cultivation, I'm afraid he will worry about life."

"Ah, miss, is the person you like not high?" Xiaoya's expression was very surprised.

"Hehe, at that time, he was just promoted to build the foundation." Jun wanshuang smiled and seemed to fall into memory. "It's only two years, but this guy is very unusual. He may have achieved more than five levels of building the foundation, and he's about to finish the pill. It's just a pity that his skill is too poor, but he's only inferior. I don't know if he has changed a good skill now."

"Miss, you wait for him every day. I thought you were a great hero. It turned out that you were just building a foundation like Xiaoya." Xiaoya's mood also became low. "That's really hopeless, miss, but he doesn't deserve you."

"There is nothing worthy or not worthy. If you love, you will understand. This is my choice. I have no regrets until I die." Jun wanshuang said.

"Miss, it's time to visit. I have to go, otherwise I won't be able to come in next time." Xiaoya said.

"Go and tell my mother not to act rashly and let her buy more time for me." Jun wanshuang repeated again.

Xiaoya nodded heavily: "don't worry, miss. Xiaoya will never forget."

After that, even if Xiaoya doesn't give up, she can only go back slowly in three steps.

Song Fei didn't follow Xiaoya to leave, but looked at Xiaoya from a distance and came forward slowly.

In front, Jun wanshuang was still standing beside the cold pool, depressed and very lonely.

Soon, Jun wanshuang wiped away her tears, sat cross legged beside the cold pool and began to practice.

This made Song Fei feel very strange. Jun wanshuang's strength decreased. It should be impossible to cultivate. If there is Reiki supplement, it will not fall to the level of the spirit realm.

Moreover, Song Fei also felt that although there were many auras around, they were full of cold, yin and cold breath. The monks who practiced the way of fire could not practice in this cold spring cave at all.

This Jun wanshuang, is she crazy?

Just as Song Fei was about to stop, something strange happened. There was a very cold breath on Jun wanshuang's body. A trace of cold air melted in Jun wanshuang's palm. The cold mana instantly condensed into a strange lotus, which turned out to be the shape of fire lotus.

Jun wanshuang took a faint look at the lotus, flashed thick thoughts in his eyes, and then with a sigh, pinched the formed cold lotus into pieces, and then immersed in cultivation.

Song Fei then stopped and looked at the vision on Jun wanshuang.