The moonlight is like a girl's gaze, gentle and pure.

When the night gets darker, it gets slightly colder.

Cai Wei seems to have found a sweet feeling of first love in the bizarre and strange events.

He tossed on the bed for a long time, wet the sheets, and after being satisfied, he reluctantly sent away the beautiful girl who claimed to be the granddaughter of Su Steward, and then lay on the bed softly, picked up the old book and studied it, the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became, and he cultivated with joy......

On this night, the night of Huyang Mountain is not beautiful.

The heavy clouds in the sky shrouded the steaming Hufeng Palace, a depressing scene of impending heavy rain, and a strong wind wrapped in damp water vapor, whistling over Huyang Mountain!

After Meng Fan left Huyang City, the Divine Bull Society, or the disciples of the Tiger Phoenix Palace, did not dare to relax for a moment, and the cultivation was almost to the point of obsession, taking advantage of the Dongtian blessed environment of the Tiger Phoenix Palace, the cultivation was also progressing rapidly, and a large number of disciples jumped over the Dragon Gate, surpassed the fifth level of Condensation, and reached the tenth level of Condensation, and there were many people, Han Yu, Zhu Hong, Shen Tulong......

This kind of good scene of a hundred flowers blooming makes Ye Xiaoxiang very happy.

When a sect has a large number of Dixuan powerhouses, it can see a foothold in the cultivation world and develop in a good direction steadily, the Dixuan powerhouses are regarded as the standard configuration of the sects in the cultivation world, and the original Huyang Temple, the strong ones are almost none, and they can only be regarded as a Taoist temple that accepts pilgrims to burn incense and pray for blessings.

But at the same time, he was worried.

The Tiger Phoenix Palace has no background, no elixir, no spiritual grass, and no money, how can I help these disciples become Dixuan powerhouses in one fell swoop, it is really a matter of burning eyebrows.

"Meng Fan's kid was the shopkeeper, but he had a headache to death. ”

Ye Xiaoxiang was wearing a tulle nightdress, with a slender and beautiful figure, standing in front of the window, staring at the clouds in the night sky, and muttering to herself.

"Enemy attack!"

At this time, a loud cheer came from the side of the square with the wind, and then the chaotic footsteps sounded one after another, the ground trembled slightly, Ye Xiaoxiang's beautiful eyes showed a fierce color, hurriedly changed his clothes, and flew out.

"Lord Ye Guan, a bag fell from the sky, I don't know what it is!"

After Ye Xiaoxiang arrived at the square, a disciple ran to her side, pointed to a bag on the floor of the square, and said with a solemn expression.

"What's in there?"

"If it's explosives, that's bad!"

"Who the hell is going to trouble the Tiger Phoenix Palace!"

All the disciples held swords in their hands, and they all exuded the power of cultivation, slowly approaching the two bags, and in recent days, there have always been some expatriate disciples wandering around Huyang City, with ill intentions, and this thing may have been made by them.

The heavy clouds in the night sky have lowered a bit, and heavy rain is likely to come.

At this moment, a beautiful figure, exuding the strong cultivation fluctuations of Shangxuan, flew over everyone's heads against the wind, stood next to the two bags, and raised his hand to the disciples in the fluttering clothes, preventing the disciples from moving forward.

"Sister Shangguan, have you broken through?" Ye Xiaoxiang was overjoyed when she saw that beautiful shadow.

The disciples were also excited when they saw that Qianying, in their eyes, that Qianying was a respectful existence like Ye Xiaoxiang, that was the confidant of President Mengniuba, and at this time, he broke through the realm again, giving the Tiger Phoenix Palace a powerful boost.

It's just that I don't know what happened to President Meng, after he quietly left Huyang City, there was no news of him.

Whenever it was quiet in the dead of night, all the disciples, especially those disciples of the Divine Cow Society, sighed, hoping that Meng Fan could return to the Tiger Phoenix Palace and stay with them every day......

With him, no matter what happens to them, they will not be afraid.

But they left so quietly, didn't have a drink with them, didn't say goodbye formally, did they abandon them, ignored them, forgot about them......

"Hmm. Shangguan Ning nodded at Ye Xiaoxiang, after she was eliminated by Meng Fan as a barrier, she immediately closed the death pass, and with Meng Fan's magical essence blood, she broke through to Shangxuan in one fell swoop, "Everyone stand back, I can check this bag." ”

She had been in the Seventh Spirit Group and was familiar with a large number of anti-terrorist methods, so it was only fitting for her to check it out.

"Be careful. Ye Xiaoxiang stood behind her, unreservedly exuding her whole body cultivation, once there was an accident, she would carry the bag and leave Huyang Mountain, so as not to suffer from this place, if something really happened, she would not have the face to explain to Meng Fan.

"Ah...... Haha......" When Shangguan Ning looked through the bag, he suddenly laughed in surprise, "It's him, Sister Xiaoxiang, it's the ghost he did, it's that guy, haha!"

"Is it him?" Even if Shangguan Ning didn't point it out, Ye Xiaoxiang knew who Shangguan Ning was talking about, so he hurriedly stepped forward, picked up one of the bags and looked at it, and laughed without the demeanor of a palace master, "Haha, it's him!

There was a cow painted on the bag, and what was expressive was that the cow was still grinning, very similar to when Meng Fan smiled evilly.

"It was painted by President Mengniuba!"

"Did he bring us something?"

"Is he back, where is he, why didn't he show up?"

All the disciples, including Shangguan Ning and Ye Xiaoxiang, were so excited that they didn't have time to check what was in the bag, and they raised their eyes to look into the clouds with shortness of breath.

A bolt of lightning, like a sharp sword, suddenly tore through the clouds, illuminating the night sky, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, a black shadow tumbled and fell from the clouds, and scattered many feathers, the situation is not optimistic!

Getting closer and closer to the ground, everyone finally clearly recognized that the black shadow was Meng Fan's ghost carving, and there were still many bags tied to his body, so he quickly put away his blades, gathered under the ghost carving, and raised his hands high, for fear that the ghost carving would fall to the ground.

Shangguan Ning and Ye Xiaoxiang jumped up at the same time, supporting the ghost eagle in the air, slowing down its fall, and then maintaining its direction in the strong wind, so that the ghost eagle fell safely into the hands of the disciples.

At this time, the sound of a bang sounded, and the raindrops of beans fell.

Everyone didn't have time to untie the bag on the ghost eagle, checked the situation of the ghost eagle, and saw that it was still alive, and looked at them with red eyes, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"How long has it been flying?"

"How far did you fly again?"

"It's so hot, my physical strength is overdrawn!"

"If you fly any longer, you'll die!"

The raindrops hit the body of the ghost eagle, and there was a trace of heat, just like water poured on a red-hot soldering iron, everyone was frightened, the ghost eagle traveled so far away with a load, so what it carried, isn't it very important?

Ye Xiaoxiang and Shangguan Ning glanced at each other, untied all the bags on the ghost carving's body, and opened one of the bags, and the contents were shocking!

"Blood Immortal Vine!"

"It's all blood fairy vines!"

The rain poured down, wetting their hair and watering their clothes, and they looked at the bags in a daze, which were full of blood fairy vines, one by one, and then opened all the bags, and they were full of blood fairy vines, too many, too many......

And it is also extremely fresh, as if it has just been dug up, and there is soil on it, if it is planted in Huyang Mountain, it can continue to grow and reproduce...... This gift is unimaginably important!

In the cold heavy rain, Ye Xiaoxiang opened his mouth, his nose was sore, his eyes were moist, he pointed to those blood immortal vines, and said to the disciples in a trembling voice: "He...... He hasn't forgotten you, he's given you a big gift!"

Looking at the blood fairy vines drenched in the heavy rain, the disciples had already shed tears, and bent down deeply at those bags and ghost carvings with fanatical expressions......

In the distant Yuxian Sect, Meng Fan sat cross-legged in the house and opened his mouth to Duan Zhengwu, who was emitting a soft light on his body: "Senior Duan, can you help your disciple steal the immortal fire?"