Chapter 952: Eagle Country Attacked

Except for Bai Qimei, no one knew the identity of the man in white, and even in the entire Tianxing Palace, except for Bai Qimei, no one knew about the existence of this man. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Bai Qimei knew that eighty years ago, he saw this man for the first time, and this guy's appearance was like this.

It hasn't changed.

That is, this man said that as long as he entered the realm of the Spirit Sea, he would be swallowed by another world, and he would never be able to return to this world.

Although Bai Qimei knew that this guy was full of lies, he didn't dare to take risks after all.

After all, in this hidden world now, there are indeed no cultivators in the Spirit Sea realm, and the people of the Huangfu family have also disappeared.

That's just the way it is.

In the face of iron-clad facts, even if Bai Qimei had the courage to become a cultivator in the Spirit Sea realm, he would not dare to enter.

He didn't want to leave this world now, become the overlord of this world, and live for a few hundred years, what's the difference? What's more, now that Mr. Void is dead, the Great Elder of the Lingjiang Realm is also dead.

If he is gone now, what will the Tianxing Palace continue to support?

He had to think not only about himself, but also for the entire Tianxing Palace.

"What's the name of the girl you're looking for?" Bai Qimei suddenly asked.

"I don't know. ā€

"What does that look like?"

"I don't know. ā€

"How old is she?"

"I don't know. ā€

Bai Qimei: "......"

He thinks this guy is here to be funny.

I don't know anything, and I said I was going to wait for a woman.

Isn't that funny what is it?

"You don't know anything, how can you find it?, how can you wait?" Bai Qimei asked.

The man in white dropped the last sunspot, stood up, took a deep breath, turned his face to look at the sky and white clouds, with a smile on his face, and his voice came slowly.

"Even if I don't know how old she is, what her name is, or what she looks like, I can recognize her when I see her. ā€

Bai Qimei looked at the young man's back, frowned, and never spoke......

"If you find that girl, will you take her with you?" Bai Qimei asked.

"Yes, maybe not. The man in white rubbed his numb face, looked at the white eyebrows, and said, "I really don't know, I'm still me now, and when I see her, I'm not me." ā€

"......" Bai Qimei couldn't understand.

"Then if, before again, that Xiao Yao killed the Tianxing Palace......" Bai Qimei said later, after all, he still didn't say anything.

The man in white had already understood what Bai Qimei wanted to express, turned his face to look at Bai Qimei, and said: "I promised you before, as long as I am still here, when your Tianxing Palace encounters a catastrophe, I will help you once, but only once, it will be regarded as repaying your kindness to me over the years." ā€

"Bai Qimei, thank you seniors......" Bai Qimei lowered his head.

The man in white didn't look at him again, and Bai Qimei didn't speak, turned around and went down the mountain.

Eagle Country, Xia Yixing put down his bags and lay in the hotel room.

The fan also sat next to her and checked out the hotel.

"Sister Fan, how old are you?" Xia Yixing asked.

"A woman's age is a secret. Fan said with a smile.

Xia Yixing: "......"

Between women and women, do you also want to tell these secrets?

"Sister Fan, are you married?"

"Nope. The fan shook his head.

"Then do you have someone in mind?" Xia Yixing continued to ask.

The painting fan suddenly froze, shook his head, nodded again, and finally could only smile bitterly: "Actually, I don't know." ā€

"You don't know?" Xia Yixing really didn't expect the painting fan to give him such an answer.

The fan sighed and poured himself a cup of tea.

Xia Yixing saw that the painting fan didn't speak, and continued to ask, "Do you like Li Dan's hall master?"

"That's not it, I just respect him. The fan shook his head.

"Then who is your crush?" Xia Yixing asked, leaning his head.

She wasn't originally a particularly curious person.

But the answer given to her by the fan before really made her a little puzzled.

The painting fan took a sip of water, looked at her, and asked, "If I tell you, don't laugh at me." ā€

Xia Yixing nodded vigorously.

The fan cocked his legs, coughed, cleared his throat, and said: "Actually, when I was very young, there was a kind of person, he was dressed in white, holding a long sword, and he often wandered around in my dreams, many times, I dreamed of that man. ā€

"Dream lover!" Xia Yixing became interested, and his sitting posture was much more upright, like a child listening to the kindergarten teacher's story.

The fan smiled shyly.

If the people in the Cloud Hall see the expression on the face of the painting fan at this time, it is estimated that their eyes will wait.

The painting fan will have such a girl-like shy look?

Isn't it a fantasy?

The story of painting a fan continues.

"Once, I dreamed that I was standing by the river in a green shirt, and then a lot of people crawled out of the river and wanted to kill me, and the man in white came with a sword, and he killed them all with a single breath. ā€

"Another time, I was also on the sword, and he took me everywhere, over the rivers, over the mountains, over the towns. ā€

The fan held his chin and said, "You say, is there really such a man in this world?"

"That man, it must be Yushu Linfeng, right?" Xia Yixing asked with a grin.

"Well, it's very good-looking, even better than the young master!" the painting fan quipped.

Xia Yixing pursed his lips: "I believe it in the front, but I don't believe it in the back." ā€

The painting fan chuckled: "That's right, in your heart, in this world, I'm afraid there is no one who looks better than Xiao Yao." ā€

Xia Yixing's face turned red.

"Sister Fan, you haven't married anyone else, are you just waiting for that man?" Xia Yixing couldn't help but ask.

The painting fan sighed, his expression gloomy.

"Is that really the case?" Looking at the expression on the face of the fan, Xia Yixing knew that he had guessed correctly.

She was a little unbelievable.

There is a heroic character in the girl's heart, with a good demeanor, which is originally a very normal thing.

But for one, or several dreams, I have been alone, waiting for someone who may not exist at all in reality.

Isn't such an obsession stupid?

"I know you definitely can't understand it, in fact, I can't understand it myself, since that man entered my dream, there is no man in the world who can see me with a fan. The painting fan said, "Since I have been persistent for more than 30 years, I just continue to be persistent, I finally know what it means to see Yang for life, haha!"

Xia Yixing shook his head.

She wanted to say something of advice, but she couldn't say it after thinking about it for a long time.

As the painting fan said, she has been obsessed with it for more than 30 years, and Qi can be resolved by others in a few words?

Suddenly, the glass of the hotel room shook slightly.

The painting fan stood up suddenly, and his face changed abruptly.

A murderous aura began to fill her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yixing asked in a low voice.

"Someone. "No, this breath doesn't look like a person, it seems that someone is really looking for trouble." ā€

Before, Xiao Yao asked the painting fan to accompany Xia Yixing to the Eagle Country, but in fact, he felt relieved.

Even if Xia Yixing told him that this time he was just here to talk about business, but after all, Eagle Country is a place of right and wrong.

What if something really goes wrong?

Accompanied by a cultivator of the Spirit River realm, he could more or less rest assured.

Xia Yixing listened to the words of the painting fan, and his face changed.

"How come? Not many people know about my news here......"

"Don't you know the partner this time?" the painting fan sneered, "This place is still arranged by them." ā€

"However, there is no hatred between me and them!" Xia Yixing was a little puzzled.

The painting fan waved his hand: "These people are obviously not coming for you, but for the young master, but since I promised the young master to protect you, I will definitely not let you die in front of me, some people are not ghosts and ghosts, why be presumptuous?"

After saying that, the painting fan slapped on the table, and the teacup on the table flew up.

The fan slapped out again, and the teacup flew along a branch line towards the window.

It happened that at this time, a black figure appeared outside the window, but as soon as he showed his head, he was smashed down by the teacup.

Not a single scream.

Xia Yixing originally wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but when she found that there was no relaxed expression on the face of the fan, she knew that this was probably not the end.

"No less than twenty Bloods. The painting fan sighed, and there was an extra soft sword in his hand, "It seems that we have to fight." ā€

Speaking of this, she glanced at Xia Yixing, and there was some bitterness in her eyes.

"Young lady, if the painting fan can't protect you, it will go down with you. ā€

Obviously, in the face of the twenty blood clans, among which there are some masters who make the painting fan feel tricky, the confidence of the painting fan is not very sufficient.

"I'm not afraid of death. Xia Yixing grinned, "I just feel like I'm burdening you." ā€

The painting fan shrugged his shoulders: "I'm not afraid of death." ā€

With that, she suddenly took a few steps forward, and a sword stabbed a blood clan again.

She turned her face and said to Xia Yixing, "Young lady, call the young master immediately." ā€

"Oh! good!" Although Xia Yixing knew that even if he called Xiao Yao now, Xiao Yao would not be able to rush over from Huaxia.

However, making a phone call will give you a sense of security.

picked up the phone and dialed Xiao Yao's number.

"Yixing, what's wrong?" Xiao Yao had a bad feeling when he received a call from Xia Yixing.

"Eagle Country, Jinlun Hotel, there is a blood clan attack. As soon as Xia Yixing said this, he suddenly heard an exclamation over the phone.

"Yixing?Yixing?!" Xiao Yao's face changed greatly, he shouted several times, but he didn't get a reply, and in a fit of anger, the mobile phone in his hand was crushed.

Raising his head, a pair of eyes turned red.

"A bunch of blood mongrels, really when Xiao Yao doesn't dare to kill the Eagle Country?" Xiao Yao stood up, murderous.