As soon as Emperor Shiyin returned to Luojia Mountain, he immediately summoned his disciples, Lianyu, Zi Sanghe and Later, Damoliu He Jinyu led their respective disciples to come soon, and there was a bustle on Luojia Mountain-

And after they arrived, Luo Qingyu only knew from them that the Purple Lotus Gate had been hit hard this time.

In the past few days when Emperor Shiyin and Luo Qingyu disappeared, the disciples of the Purple Lotus Sect in various places disappeared one after another, and when they were found again, they died in the wilderness, and their deaths were extremely miserable, as if they had been severely punished before their deaths......

Fortunately, because Emperor Shiyin informed the four disciples in advance to guard against Feng Xiaoxun, the four disciples and some □□ backbones hid their tracks, so as to avoid Feng Xiaoxun's poisonous hands......

Rao is like this, and the disciples of the Purple Lotus Sect have also lost nearly a quarter.

Although the four disciples were sad and indignant, they were still very relieved to see that the master could return safely, and they all reported their recent situation to the master.

Da Moliu was even more distressed, because he still hadn't contacted Yunyin for months these days, and there was no news of him in Canghai.

His newlywed wife washed her face with tears in King Jing's Mansion every day, but no one knew where he had gone.

Emperor Shiyin just listened lightly, although he didn't say anything, Luo Qingyu still saw that the knuckles of his fingers holding the teacup were faintly white-

With so many disciples gathered together, it was naturally no longer a problem to rebuild Luojia Mountain.

Half a month later, Luojia Mountain has regained its former green mountains and green waters, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Everything seems to be back to the way it was before.

Even the mansions in the Snowmelt Valley have been restored to their former state.

But Luo Qingyu faintly felt that everything could not go back......

She knew that the loss of the Purple Lotus Gate this time was all caused by her alone, if she hadn't been able to wash the sheets when the eldest aunt came, she wouldn't have been able to lead to such a big series of changes......

Luojia Mountain can be rebuilt exactly the same as in the past, but those innocent lives that died in vain will never come back-

Luo Qingyu also has his own courtyard-Flying Feather Pavilion.

Because everything was in ruins, the four disciples did not leave immediately after seeing the master, and would go to the Melting Snow Valley every day to discuss with the master.

In the first few days, Luo Qingyu would follow the four senior brothers to the peak every day.

But she didn't know the specific mechanism of the Purple Lotus Gate, so she couldn't interject a few words.

There is a council hall in the bamboo building, and Emperor Shiyin sits high on the top seat, and several major disciples stand below in order.

Luo Qingyu was the smallest, so he naturally ranked last, almost standing by the door.

Every time she saw the great master sitting there high above, lazily supporting her chin and listening to the report of the disciples, she always felt in a trance.

The distance between him and her was gradually narrowing.

He also treated her like a real disciple, and they were no different from Zi Sanghe.

This is exactly what she once hoped for, but why is there always an inexplicable loss lingering there in her heart?

After each meeting, Luo Qingyu would leave the Melting Snow Valley with the other four senior brothers.

Emperor Shakin will not leave her alone again.