Son of a rich man, you cannot sit down in court, and by rashly leaving seclusion, you are not only risking your own life, but also risking Yumen Pass and the future of the Eastern Territory!"

Yu Canghai can understand Lu Qingshan's move to leave seclusion, but that doesn't mean that others can also understand.

All the Yumenguan monks believe that Lu Qingshan has a responsibility for the Eastern Territory, because everyone believes that Lu Qingshan will definitely become a swordsman in the near future.

Therefore, no one wants to see Lu Qingshan die young.

"War is cruel, and we must give up. This time, we are lucky that both of them are back, but if we are not lucky, we at Yumen Pass will lose a sword immortal and a future sword immortal!"

Sect Leader Lu, you should not care too much about the love between your children during the war." The man who "accused" Lu Qingshan was one of several Nine Realm monks in Yumen Pass, and his status was extraordinary, so he had the courage to speak out.

He is just a representative. It is conceivable that there must be many Yumenguan monks who hold the same idea.

Do these people have malicious intentions?

Of course there is none.

On the contrary, they are determined in their hearts. If the Changfeng Formation is broken, they will definitely accept death and return home with Yumen Pass.

But even if people are in the same camp, their ideas and concepts can never be unified, and they must have differences.

Lu Qingshan can understand their thoughts.

But understanding does not mean agreement.

"I am the master of the Sword Sect and the master of Yumen Pass, but I am also Lu Qingshan."

"Guarding at Yumen Pass is what the Sword Sect leader does, but leaving the pass is what I want to do."

"Lu Qingshan will naturally do what Lu Qingshan wants to do."

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

After everyone was silent for a moment, Lu Qingshan looked around everyone, as if saying to himself: "If I can't save my woman today, what do you think I can save if I become a sword fairy in the future?"

Everyone looked up in surprise and looked at the man and woman in front of them with wide eyes.

Even Yu Canghai acted in the same way.

They were shocked not only by the passion and passion in Lu Qingshan's words, but also by the four profound words in this sentence.

"My woman".

Xia Daoyun smiled, it was impossible to deny it.

She is very calm about other people's "accusations".

She would never tell Lu Qingshan to say something stupid like "I will never risk saving her again after a narrow escape".

If it was him who was in trouble, she would definitely not look back.

So how could she in turn stop the other party from going back without hesitation?

"Live and die together" has long been a matter of course for them.

"You are masters and disciples..." the Nine Realm monk who "accused" Lu Qingshan of leaving seclusion said subconsciously.

"What does it matter?" Lu Qingshan smiled.

Not to mention that he has already left the army now, even if he has not yet left the army, so what?

No matter who you are as a master or disciple, no matter what your status is, or what the world thinks of you, as long as you are willing, as long as you like it, you can discard it like worn out shoes.

Xia Daoyun also smiled, looking at the profile of the man next to him with a smile.

Smiling, her face turned pale, and she quickly stretched out a palm and pressed it on her mouth, but scarlet blood still couldn't stop seeping from between her fingers.

During the second half of the journey, Xia Daoyun never spoke again.

This is the reason.

After entering the Sword Immortal Realm that sword cultivators dream of, Xia Daoyun faced two groups of powerful enemies, the incarnation of Luohu and the Three Lords, before he could stabilize his realm. It can be said that before Lu Qingshan could really carry the Ding Town, he

He single-handedly helped him hold up the scene.

However, this is a pathological situation.

If you have a gain, you must give up. Whether it is the eight -robbery that gives up in the sword of swordsmanship as soon as possible, or forcibly drawing his own gas for the battle for the battle, Xia Daoxuan is squandering his potential.

Her beautiful and peerless face did not make a little style because of her bad face today, but added a little bit of delicate gesture, just like the water lotus in the rain, it is not gentle.

The man beside him, the same miserable face and the handsome face that could not be covered.

As a result, everyone in the hearts of the field appeared at the same time.
Chapter completed!