The sun shines, dazzling.

It shows its complete fiery heat, a little bit mixed with golden soft silk threads carefully woven on this vast land, and still carries a unique warm feeling of the Western Regions in this late autumn season.

However, it seemed to patronize the splashing light, and did not feel the tense atmosphere of the Western Regions that was incompatible with his warmth at all.

Beauty always makes all things yearn, and when you go in the direction of the intertwining of light, you can only see a little light on the white dress on the winding path, and the walking shadow is carrying the sun, but you can't see the beautiful face.

The light beats, as if a little distressed and angry, constantly wandering through the white dress, as if I can't wait to see the beauty of the city.

Those points of light frolicked, but they were disturbed by the sudden words, and they were all like frightened little squirrels rushing towards the surrounding green leaves, leaving only a touch of darkness and the white opposite.

"Senior Sister Yang, if things change later, you can just hand over the storage bag, and I have my own way to get out. In the spirit storage bag, Nangong Hao's words drifted out with a few wisps of spiritual energy, and the subtle voice was also slightly dignified.

Nangong Hao didn't know about Fang Song's thoughts, but he and Yang Yunxi also felt a little awkward in the previous dispute, I don't know why, maybe it was the influence of Chuan Enhao, Nangong Hao always felt that this awkwardness seemed to be deliberately done by Fang Hongyi, so that Nangong Hao felt that things were not so simple for no reason.

Nangong Hao's words were also just in case, and he didn't want to implicate Yang Yunxi, who was in a high position, because of himself.

"This ......" Yang Yunxi was dumbfounded, but she didn't know how to answer, but a few traces of firmness flashed in her eyes.

After all, she herself is also a smart person, and she is also suspicious of Fang Hongyi's performance, so she naturally knows that there must be a lot of obstacles to returning to the sect this time, but she also thought about it, even if it really comes to that time, she will still help Nangong Hao delay as much as possible, which can really be regarded as repaying the favor.

"Senior sister really doesn't need to be like this, I really didn't help with Fang Song's matter, and the favor or something will be exempted......" Nangong Hao seemed to have seen through Yang Yunxi's thoughts, and said bluntly.

But when he thought about it, he suddenly noticed something that he hadn't paid attention to before......

That's the change in Yang Yunxi's personality!

When I first met, there was no smile on the face of this infatuated lover, it was full of melancholy and sadness, and the cold heart could clearly feel that it was already full of holes, and she always lived in despair with tears every day, and only a trace of light could make her give everything.

But now, these Nangong Hao can't see it at all.

Fang Hongyi has been in contact with Yang Yunxi for much longer than him, and even he can feel these changes in Yang Yunxi in so many meetings, which shows that it is indeed obvious.

Nangong Hao's eyes widened suddenly, and he quickly asked, "Could it be that you say...... Senior Sister knows where Fang Song is now, and he's still alive, right?"

"Senior brother, don't ask more, the husband has his own plans......" Yang Yunxi responded simply.

No, it is precisely because of this sentence that it seems to answer Nangong Hao's questions just now.

That's right! Fang Song is still alive!

But one thing to say, he knew that without the existence of those time streamers, it would be impossible for him to return to the current era through the Spirit Pavilion as Lei Kaisong.

But Yang Yunxi's current words can be sure that Fang Song really exists in this era, and in the storage bag entrusted to Nangong Hao to hand over to her, there must be something that can prove that Fang Song is still alive, or a little more daring to guess, maybe he still lives to the present with the identity of Lei Kaisong, with that lingering body.

"Is it reincarnation?, goodbye to the rivers and lakes?" Nangong Hao muttered to himself, inhaled hard, his face was flushed, but his hands that were originally not strong were extremely soft, and he couldn't lift the slightest aura, so he only felt that his head hurt badly, and his vest was cold, but he couldn't relax at the moment in that quiet peach blossom paradise, like sitting on pins and needles.

Lei, Lei Kaisong, Fang Song...... It's just that there are so many identities, and now it is very likely that there is a new identity, hidden in the dark, and even the current things have been planned in the past years, and they are all explained clearly through that storage bag, without even thinking about it, Yang Yunxi's full help must also have Fang Song's help.

This is another mysterious existence to meddle in Nangong Hao's current path!

Did he also participate in the previous catastrophes, and to what extent he was still arranged by these people? I can't even think about it......

Silence, silence.

Nangong Hao was stunned on the bluestone path without saying a word, and even Qianmian couldn't see through what he was thinking, but there was a little coldness in his seemingly stunned eyes, which was very infiltrating, and he couldn't help but tremble when he saw Qianmian, and he had a feeling when he faced Nangong Hao's finger before, which was extremely terrifying.

For a long time, Nangong Hao sighed lightly, closed his eyes, and his hidden eyes showed a lot of helplessness at the last moment, after all, it was still a matter of strength.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the time when Yang Yunxi's words came, which also meant ...... The Qingling Sect is coming.

Nangong Hao exhaled lightly, all the heavy thoughts in his mind disappeared, and he was once again sealed in his heart, and he was firmly trapped, not allowing him to interfere with him at this time.

After all, the moment can be regarded as another huge obstacle, this Longtan tiger's den is a little careless, but into the abyss, there is no chance to turn over, let alone those things he wants to figure out, only if there is a life to explore, and whether he can save his life is something that should be considered now.

As soon as Nangong Hao reached out his hand, Qianmian was just grabbed by him, slowly covering the solemn face with a little coldness, and the aura around him suddenly surged at this time, like a wind and waves, constantly flying over the gurgling water at his feet.

He didn't want to sit still, he needed to make some preparations.

Moreover, even if most of the disciples in the Qingling Sect have been dispatched, even if all the disciples are dispatched, there will always be two existences here that are impossible to leave, and even Nangong Hao knows that all the things that happen on this mountain range may not be able to escape the perception of that existence, it just depends on the speed of time he knows.

And what Nangong Hao wants to know now is how long that time gap is......