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"Don't move him."
"Idiot, I'm not stealing; it's already his."
A group of children, the youngest being nine and the oldest ten, were playing in the courtyard, competing to grab the wooden swords carved from branches during their leisure time. Though they were merely wooden swords, they were enough for them to communicate with the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy and cast spells. Little Guy's legs were weak, yet Luo Baojian sought to make them sharper.
He had experienced something similar in the palace before. After Mother Empress passed away, his father, feeling sorry for him and seeing his interest in martial arts, appointed him as the Jinxiu Camp Commander. He didn't know when it started, but his mind was filled with schemes and plots ever since that time he sneaked out and met Gu Ping.
Ye You and Yang Yan swung slowly on two swings under the Great Willow, watching the group of children playing in the courtyard.
They were unfortunate; war had taken them from their homes.
Yet they were also fortunate; at least they had met Gu Ping.
He didn't know that Coco was like a little fox. Before meeting Gu Ping, he lived for fate; after meeting Gu Ping, Ye Youluo died, and he began to live as Ye You.
As for Gu Ping, everyone lives with a goal, a reason, something they want to achieve. What about Gu Ping?
The two gazed blankly at the continuous Red Cloud above them. Sometimes they felt that the Red Cloud was carefree; other times, they sensed that hidden deep within it were secrets unknown to others.
Gu Ping believed that living didn’t require a reason. But he was just like everyone else in that world—sounding noble, wasn’t it? Yet if he stood before us now, he would tell me that stopping the Daoist Sect from unifying the three realms was to fear Dao Zun taking that first step and turning around to hunt him down.
Canghong pushed open the courtyard gate and appeared before Ye You and Yang Yan. It took almost all of her strength to keep herself from collapsing.
He has changed, but I don't deny it.
Yang Yan frowned slightly and went over to help the injured woman, guiding her up while sending the children off to play elsewhere.
Who do I deny? I know him well.
As for her, like the two of them, she had no idea where that guy came from. What luck he had, picking up all the good things.
Ye You cast a dissatisfied glance at Han Yu, who was being supported by Yang Yan, like a jealous woman. She left the place, and although the two had gotten along well on the small hill before, Bu Luo refrained from causing trouble because of Gu Ping, so they hadn’t fallen out.
Now that things were better, the three women ran off together. Gu Ping could only wish to avoid witnessing that scene; it would be like giving herself a slap in the face.
Han Yu, a disciple of Light Path, while Bu Luo was a disciple of Yin Tianheng's ancestor.
So it turns out I was just Han Yu. Gu Ping had mentioned me to him; how did it end up like this?
Yang Yan helped Han Yu into the house and took some pills to feed him. Han Yu's complexion looked somewhat better, but thinking about what had been said over the past month made his face fall again.
If Red Maiden wanted him to come, there was news she wanted to tell Gu Ping.
I’ll rest first; he can come when he arrives.
At that moment, seeing Han Yu's anxious expression, anyone could tell it wouldn't be good news. How much worse could Bu Luo get? Yang Yan thought as she headed to Gu Ping's courtyard to give her a heads-up.
Why am I the only one here, Wen Shixiong?
When Gu Ping arrived, he brought some soup that Yang Yan had prepared for Han Yu. He walked to the bedside, carefully attending to what Han Yu must have endured after the Great War.
With great effort, Han Yu took a sip of the soup that Gu Ping fed him. His tense heart began to ease slightly. Then, he looked at Gu Ping with difficulty and, in a voice that was almost hoarse, shared news that was hard for Gu Ping to believe.
The Red Maiden sent him to tell me that the Northern Town Pass is gone. Previously, including Wen Shixiong, Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, Young Master Hong, Jiang Shixiong, Brother Ye, and more than a dozen young cultivators were trapped in a desolate mountain outside the Northern Town Pass. It has already been three days since then.
Clatter.
Gu Ping's spoon fell to the ground with a loud noise, shattering into pieces.
How could they all be in one place? What were they doing? How could they all be together? What on earth happened?
Seeing Gu Ping's stunned expression and his slightly trembling legs, Han Yu felt a sense of suffocation. He had never seen Gu Ping so agitated; in Han Yu's memory, Gu Ping was always the rational one with almost no emotions.
It's okay, I'll explain slowly.
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