Chapter 1535: Farewell on the Snowy Cliff

"How can I make you meet me at your most beautiful moment? For this, I have prayed to the Buddha for five hundred years, asking him to let us have a relationship in this world."

On the top of the snow cliff, Han Ling looked at the endless snowy mountains and prayed devoutly.

Behind him, Yang Wanxin's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and she advised in a trembling voice: "Lord Palace Master, you should go back to the house and rest early."

Since Han Ling came back, he has been here all day long worrying about lovesickness. Yang Wanxin has served him for so many years, but this is the first time she has seen him really fall in love with a woman.

Who is that woman and why is she so lucky? She doesn't know yet.

She only knows that this handsome man who can make women in the world compete for him has really found love this time.

For this, Yang Wanxin's heart is as painful as the other three women, but at the same time she is also very relieved. Seeing their master like this, they can only silently bless him from the bottom of their hearts.

With his back to Yang Wanxin, Han Ling took a deep breath of cold air. His eyes, as deep as the stars, condensed a little complex: "Wanxin, take them away from here, leave Aolai, leave the Northern Territory, and never come back."

"I won't!"

Yang Wanxin burst into tears and roared, with an unshakable determination in her beautiful eyes.

Hearing this, Han Ling looked up to the sky and sighed: "I can't stand by and watch Master Kuang suffer this misfortune. Feihong Palace will no longer exist in the future, and I will also be the deputy leader of Chenyao Sword Sect. I, Han Ling, will never be willing to help him reach the realm of the former God of Destruction..."

"Palace Master, wherever you go, we will go! At least the four of us sisters are also in the Heavenly Dao Realm. I think Chenyao Sword Sect will be willing to take us in."

"No, you should leave."

Han Ling's attitude was equally firm.

"Why!"

Yang Wanxin didn't understand and shouted at the top of her lungs.

But there were some things that Han Ling had to say.

"Wanxin, I'm grateful to have you by my side for tens of thousands of years. The four of you are as kind to me as my family..."

"In that case, why did the Palace Master drive us away!"

Hearing this, Han Ling suddenly turned around, with a willow-shaped sword-like brow, twisting a trace of melancholy: "Silly girl, you still can't see the situation clearly!"

"What?"

"What what! You can't learn what I teach you on weekdays, and you are still so stupid until now. Hurry up and leave! Take my sister away and never come back!"

Han Ling's last words made Yang Wanxin stunned.

She stared at the sincerity revealed on this mysterious handsome face, and couldn't help but whispered: "You mean, you will be in danger?"

"Not dangerous..." Han Ling closed his eyes and sighed: "Choosing the path of assisting Bai Chen will be a life-and-death struggle."

! !

"In that case, why does the Palace Master still want to take risks!"

"You won't understand."

Han Ling closed his eyes and sighed.

A long, long time ago

When he was still a fledgling thief, he was chased by his enemies and ran to this snowy land.

Seeing the strong enemy in front and the dead end behind, the little Han Ling at that time was not afraid of life and death, and drew his sword to commit suicide in order to avoid humiliation.

But at that time, a peerless woman fell from the sky, swept her hand, and millions of miles of mountains and rivers quickly froze...

...

Sister Ke Xin, you saved my life and taught me martial arts, which made me the master of Feihong Palace.

Now that my brother-in-law has survived the disaster, even if the future is extremely dangerous, I, Han Ling, will accompany him and never regret it!

...

"Let's go."

Han Ling opened his eyes and looked at Yang Wanxin with sadness. What he said was a bit of a pleading tone.

This tone was the first time Yang Wanxin heard it from Han Ling, and her heart trembled.

"Wanxin, I was weak back then and failed to protect my sister Kexin who was so kind to me. Now I hope you can protect Han Miaomiao. She is my sister. Although we are not related by blood, she is the one I have raised since childhood and the one I cherish the most."

Han Ling picked up an abandoned baby girl from the ruins that year. That baby girl was Han Miaomiao.

Han Miaomiao never knew the mystery of her life experience. She always thought that she was Han Ling's biological sister.

Yang Wanxin lowered her head silently, lowered her eyes and trembled slightly, and fell silent.

The biting cold wind did not make her feel the slightest bit cold, but the chill in her heart spread to her internal organs.

"Palace Master, I know you want to save us, and I also understand your feelings of going to die to assist Bai Chen, but can you tell me what exactly makes you so desperate..."

In Yang Wanxin's eyes, Han Ling's strength is beyond imagination.

Not to mention that his martial arts skills are not inferior to those of the Martial Emperor and the Void Emperor, but his unparalleled wisdom will make him invincible forever.

But now, for Bai Chen, he is willing to choose a path that will lead to his death.

So she really wants to know who is the enemy that can make a man as wise and unparalleled as Han Ling feel so desperate.

Seeing that Han Ling still couldn't avoid talking, Yang Wanxin asked: "Is it the God King of Wanchao Pavilion?!"

"Luo Xi is indeed very strong, but Bai Chen will become stronger and stronger, so he is not a terrifying existence."

"Who is that? Who makes you despair, I beg you to tell me!"

Looking directly at Yang Wanxin, Han Ling said in a deep and stern voice: "If I tell you, will you promise to take everyone away from the Northern Territory, live in seclusion forever, and enjoy longevity?"

"Yes, I promise you!"

Yang Wanxin nodded heavily.

Seeing this, Han Ling finally smiled with relief, because he knew that Yang Wanxin never lied to him, and she would do what she promised him even if she died.

But her promise meant that they might never meet again in their lives.

After being together for 100,000 years, they broke up just like that. Even Han Ling, who was calm and composed, couldn't help but turn away with a heartache.

With his back to Yang Wanxin, Han Ling looked up at the gray sky and finally sighed: "The enemy who made it difficult for me to see any hope is... Emperor Chen."