After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 350: A Fateful Meeting

Yun Ruyi felt her breath choked and her hands and feet became cold.

She immediately shook off Shen Qingqing's hand and wanted to rush over to explain something to her, but her feet seemed to be rooted to the ground and she couldn't move.

She could only helplessly watch her walk past her with a man, not even glancing at her.

"Are those two fellow Taoists your friends?" asked Shi Tou.

Jiang Liqian objected: "I'm not familiar with them."

"Are there any fellow disciples who are not familiar with each other?"

"Including the elders and menial disciples in the Tianji Pavilion, there are a total of 1,111 people. Naturally, we can get to know each other well."

Shitou was silent for a moment, then asked, "Excuse me, are you mocking me?"

Jiang Liqian refused to admit it: "I'm just telling the truth. Can't the disciples of Tianji Pavilion listen to the truth?"

Stone shut up.

He didn't want to be someone's vent for their bad mood.

Jiang Liqian brought him to the dining room at Zhenfeng that was used to take care of foreign guests. After speaking a few words to the servant disciples inside, she planned to say goodbye to him.

Shitou stood at the door, but raised his chin towards her back: "Someone is looking for you."

Jiang Liqian turned around.

Under the bright moonlight, Xu Youan's hair was wet with cold sweat. He faced the cold wind and looked at her with a pale face.

It was like looking at a treasure that was out of his reach in the long river of time.

"Senior Sister." He murmured softly.

Jiang Liqian didn't care that the strange guests were still watching the show at the door, and hurried over to support him.

"Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"

The moment Xu Youan touched her hand, he collapsed into her arms, feeling completely exhausted. He buried his head in the space where her heart was, listening to the beating of life over and over again. His fingers tightly grasped her sleeve, and the huge, helpless panic in his body slowly receded like a tide.

He couldn't tell her that he watched her die in various tragic ways in front of him over and over again in his heart, and he could do nothing but cry in despair.

Fate seems to be a cycle. No matter how he pulls the track, it seems to end up with the same ending.

But he couldn't stop, he couldn't give up.

Chasing after his senior sister's figure has become his only path.

"Senior Sister..." He hugged her waist tightly, trying his best to stop his body from shaking, "I'm afraid of the dark, I can't sleep."

Jiang Liqian was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand to touch his forehead. The cold sweat that broke out was like the reaction after a nightmare.

It should be because of the heart combing training during the day.

"Don't be afraid," she whispered to comfort him, "I'll stay with you until daybreak."

Xu Youan's eyes were wet and he let out a low "hmm" from his throat.

Then his eyes unexpectedly met the young man standing at the door. As if he had just noticed him, he gently pinched his senior sister's sleeve and leaned closer to her. His tone was obedient and pitiful: "But, senior sister, you are entertaining outsiders. Am I disturbing you by doing this? I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."

As he spoke, his voice became hoarse.

Shi Tou's eyelids twitched violently.

How could Jiang Liqian blame Xu Youan? What's more, she was just taking the man to the guest residence out of courtesy. Now that the man was there, it was impossible for her to stay here any longer.

Considering the instability of the heart comb, Jiang Liqian did her best to comfort him and reassure him. She then nodded to Shitou as a farewell, helped Xu Youan up, let him lean against her, and led him back to the courtyard.

The moonlight stretched the shadows very long, and the shadows of the two people were very close under the moonlight, as if they were on a long journey to immortality, and they always had each other.

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Zhenfeng was only staying temporarily, so early in the morning, Jiang Liqian sent the stone to the residence of Tiangan Sect specially used to entertain guests. As luck would have it, she almost bumped into Su Yanqing head-on.

In his own words, he was bored of staying in the guest room and wanted to come and chat with her and enjoy the beautiful scenery of Tiangan Sect.

"This is..." His gaze suddenly passed over Jiang Liqian and fell on the young man beside her.

Jiang Liqian turned sideways and introduced: "He is..."

"My name is Shitou, and I'm a disciple of the Tianji Pavilion."

"Shitou?" Su Yanqing's voice was subtle for a moment, then he smiled and bowed to him: "I am Su Yanqing, a casual cultivator. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The stone also returned the courtesy.

"It's nice that you two already know each other, so why don't you go together to see the scenery?" Jiang Liqian looked at Su Yanqing, then at the stone. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she clapped her hands, suggesting something. Then, she turned her palms over and a small purple array disk appeared. A colorful butterfly fluttered out from it. "It will lead you and remind you of the beautiful scenery and places you shouldn't go."

"It's decided. I have to go back to see my junior brother. He is young and hasn't recovered from yesterday's heart-combing training. I was cruel enough to leave for a while this morning. Tomorrow is the third round of the competition, and I have to adjust his mentality quickly. I won't have time to accompany you. Please do as you please." Jiang Liqian waved her hand and immediately jumped onto a leaf boat and left, without giving them a chance to speak.

The two of them were left looking at each other, feeling indescribably awkward.

Su Yanqing was the first to break the silence. He looked Shitou up and down, his gaze lingering on his eyes. Then, with a smile, he asked, "Excuse me, Fellow Daoist Shi, which venerable master in the Tianji Pavilion did you learn from? Your face looks quite familiar to me."

Shitou casually fiddled with the Eight Diagrams Yin-Yang Plate hanging from his waist, his face calm and his voice indifferent: "A disciple of the Tianji Pavilion is only able to inherit the name of his master."

Su Yanqing narrowed his eyes for a moment.

"Fellow Daoist Su, may I ask where your master's home is?"

Su Yanqing crossed his arms and said, "Without a master, I am just a drifter wandering around."

Shitou was surprised: "So, all your parents and brothers are dead?"

Su Yanqing choked and his expression suddenly turned cold. A deep chill spread from his body and rushed straight to the stone.

Shitou immediately took a step forward, avoiding Su Yanqing's attack very smoothly. He raised his head and nodded at Caidie's little head: "Don't you want to lead the way? Your master is watching."

Su Yanqing didn't do anything else. He walked out with a cold face and flicked his sleeves.

The colorful butterflies fluttered their wings and immediately tried their best to lead the way for them.

Seeing in the water mirror that although they were strangers, they got along quite well, Jiang Liqian felt relieved. She put away the water mirror and sat down beside the bed with a bowl of calming soup she had asked from Song Ziming.

"Little Junior Brother, come and drink the medicine."

Xu Youan opened his mouth obediently.

Jiang Liqian naturally scooped up a spoonful, blew it to her lips, and handed it to his mouth.

"It's a bit bitter. I brought you some candied fruit. Have one later."