Yun Jie was wearing a snow suit, and his appearance was cold and a little haggard. His whole person was like the bright moon high above, which made people feel a sense of awe. He just knelt on the high altar and looked at his fellow disciples under the dark cloud mountain without saying a word. "Yun Jie, you... Do you know you were wrong?" Yun Lan, who was past middle age, looked at him, his eyes full of disappointment and anger. "Father." Yun Jie raised his eyes and looked at him: "What's wrong with Luo Ying? She just wanted to save her brother, what's wrong with her?" "Yun Jie!" Yun Lan looked at the son he had been proud of since he was a child and felt heartbroken: "Luo Ying practiced sorcery privately and fell into the devil. Don't you know what's wrong with her?" "But she has never hurt anyone." Yun Jie's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. A hint of desolation appeared on the face that had almost never expressed an expression: "She has never hurt anyone, but you... You, the entire Immortal Sect, cannot keep her... Now that her body is dead and her soul is gone, Mumu is just a child... Why can't she be kept? Is this the so-called righteous way?" Since the punishment of the soul-eating whip, the famous Yun Ergong of the Qingxian Sect has been in seclusion for five years. The Yun family blocked the news about what happened that year. After five years of seclusion, Yun Jie was still the second Young Master Yun whom everyone admired. Dressed in white, with a tall posture and Yuan Hong in hand, he left Yunshan. For many years to come, it seemed that he could be seen all over the country. Everyone said that Young Master Yun punished the evil and promoted the good, hoeed the evil and supported the weak, and his reputation spread far and wide. Everyone in the immortal sect respectfully called him Qingchen Lord.
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