Qiu Ling found that she was really a good person in vain, and as soon as she intervened, she hurt the cold night wind even more...... She immediately looked at the cold night wind, only to see that the cold night wind's face became pale, the color of pain appeared in those quiet eyes, the lips were trembling slightly, the hand holding the hilt of the sword was also trembling, and the whole person was trembling, as if he could not stand steadily, and a breeze could blow him to the ground......

"Xuanyi ......" Cold Night Wind said with extreme difficulty, that kind of cold face has lost its original toughness, Qiu Ling walked over quickly, and said: "This is her own choice, it's not a good thing for you to see it clearly as soon as possible, a person, if his heart is going to change, it will be difficult to recover, and you ...... cold night wind."

Leng Qiuye saw Leng Yefeng's expression, smiled with satisfaction, the pair of enchanting and charming phoenix eyes leaned up coldly, and said in a coquettish voice: "Leng Yefeng, don't think that Xuanyi really loves you, she will be willing to do anything for you...... Today, she is willing to do anything for me...... What you have suffered today is what I suffered back then, and now, we are just in a different position, and I want you to taste the pain I suffered back then......"

Instead, he looked at Xuan Yi again, "Little junior sister, it's so good that you agreed to be with me, senior brother has dreamed of such a day, but senior brother still has a wish unfulfilled, can you help senior brother?"

"Tell me, I'll help you. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Xuanyi kept clutching the sleeve of the cold night breeze, lest he would leave her behind.

"I've always liked the jade bowl left by Master, can you bring me the jade bowl?" Leng Qiuye smiled evilly, and her delicate red lips hooked slightly.

Xuan Yi's face froze, and she quickly looked at the cold night wind, "Night wind, can you give the Yuche bowl to the senior brother......?" You already have ...... anyway It's been a lot of years, and it's okay to leave it to the senior brother for safekeeping......"

Leng Yefeng's face was even more ugly, and his thin lips trembled violently, "Xuanyi...... You obviously know that the Yuche bowl was left to me by Master...... Why do you want me to give Leng Qiuye now? Could it be that in your eyes, I, Master, are not as important as your appearance? Xuanyi, I really can't believe that you will become like this now, don't forget, you are also a disciple of the palace, and Master loved you very much before he was feathered......"

"I know I'm asking for a bit too much...... However, if I hadn't secretly ...... back then, If I help you, Master won't put ...... The jade bowl is left for you, maybe it will ...... Leave it to Senior Brother, and now give the Yuche Bowl to Senior Brother...... It can also be said that it is ...... The thing has returned to its original owner......" She said that her heart was weak, and she didn't dare to look at the cold night wind.

"The thing returns to the original owner, the Yuche bowl is a thing that leaves the palace, the virtuous live in it, Leng Qiuye has practiced evil skills, and has been bewitched by evil skills, what qualifications does he have to be a disciple of the palace, what qualifications does he have to have the Yuche bowl, I just broke the Yuche bowl, and I won't give it to ......him" Leng Yefeng looked at Leng Qiuye coldly with painful eyes.

Leng Qiuye smiled coldly, and said mockingly: "I am the master's eldest disciple, and it is natural to inherit the Yuche bowl, but it is you, who used the little junior sister to make so many small actions behind her back to get the Yuche bowl from the master, you are the despicable villain, and you are not qualified to have the Yuche bowl......"

"Xuanyi, you also heard it, it's not that Senior Brother is unwilling to help you, but the cold night wind prevents me from helping you, since he is unwilling to hand over the Yuche bowl, we can only see the real chapter under our hands......" Leng Qiuye pushed Xuanyi aside, pushed out with both hands, and white light appeared on his fingertips......

The white light struck the cold night wind's chest like lightning...... At this time, the cold night wind did not use the sword body to resist as before, but injected all the internal energy into the soul chasing sword, and the soul chasing sword instantly brightened, and the sword body transformed into countless swords, shooting towards Leng Qiuye......

The tip of the Soul Chasing Sword resisted the white light that Leng Qiuye shot over, and as soon as the sword body was pulled, the white light stirred......

Leng Qiuye was startled, he didn't expect that the Soul Chasing Sword of the Cold Night Wind would be so powerful, so he hurriedly gathered in the dantian, concentrated his mind, and ran all the strength of his body to ten fingers, and the white light on his fingertips slowly thickened, and then wrapped around the Soul Chasing Sword like a spirit snake......

But no matter how thick the white light became and how powerful it was, it was still much weaker than the Soul Chasing Sword, and the Soul Chasing Sword came straight over, and it was getting closer and closer......

Xuan Yi knew what kind of realm Leng Yefeng's Soul Chasing Sword had already practiced, and if he really wanted to kill Leng Qiuye, it wouldn't take long to complete it......

She looked at Leng Qiuye's peerless face, then turned her heart sideways, knelt down towards the cold night wind, and then took out a dagger and put it on her neck, "Don't fight again, if you fight again, I will die for you......" The delicate voice resounded like thunder on the spot......

Leng Yefeng withdrew the Soul Chasing Sword without hesitation, and Leng Qiuye also retracted his hands in time. Leng Qiuye really didn't expect that the little junior brother who was inferior to him in terms of qualifications and cultivation back then would actually make such a big improvement now, with his current skills, he was not the opponent of the Soul Chasing Sword in his hand at all......

Fortunately, fortunately, there is still the trump card of the little junior sister firmly in his hand...... Otherwise, he would have escaped from the tower with great difficulty, and he would have returned to Huangquan without enjoying his freedom at all.

"Xuanyi, why are you doing this?" Leng Qiuye's eyes were as weak as a breeze......

"Night Breeze, what face does a woman have to live in this world without her appearance?Since you are unwilling to give the Yuche bowl to Senior Brother and are unwilling to fulfill me, then, let me die, anyway, I only have pain in my life......" Xuan Yi resolutely raised the dagger in her hand, ready to stab herself hard......

The cold night wind and the cold autumn leaves are startled at the same time......

"No, I'll just hand over the Yuche bowl......" The painful voice surged towards Xuan Yi with a complicated gaze.

Xuan Yi was overjoyed in her heart, and the dagger she had just raised fell back to its original place, "Are you really willing to hand over the Yuche bowl to Senior Brother?"

"Do you want me to watch you die?" The gaze in his eyes became even more complicated, and the pain was like spring water, gushing out continuously, and it couldn't be stopped no matter what, "The Yuche bowl is still in the Anbao Pavilion, if you want it, go get it yourself......"

Leng Yefeng is really a generous man! Qiu Ling couldn't help but secretly admire, Xuan Yi had betrayed her relationship with Leng Yefeng in order to be able to practice the marrow washing and transformation technique, but at this point, Leng Yefeng still didn't want Xuan Yi to be embarrassed, and was willing to take out the Yuche bowl to fulfill her...... Although this jade bowl is not a rare treasure, it is a pleasing scenery for an open-minded man......

"Cold Night Wind, the Yuche Bowl was given to me voluntarily by yourself, I can't complain about others, besides, this Yuche Bowl originally belonged to me, I just took back what belonged to me......" Leng Qiuye's cold eyes couldn't hide the smug look, after waiting for so many years, he could finally raise his eyebrows.