In the south of Qinglan Martial Capital, on the periphery of the Immortal Sect's main altar, a martial artist hidden in the big tree suddenly looked startled, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked behind him.

What came in front of him was an extremely powerful sword gang.

Burst!

The martial artist who was on duty tonight of the Immortal Sect's eyes widened suddenly, and without even letting out a scream, the sharp sword pierced through his seal hall, and then stirred.

The acquired spirit body that he was proud of was like tofu in front of this Jian Gang.

As soon as his body was crooked, the Immortal Sect's warrior on duty was about to fall off the tree, when a black shadow rushed over and held the corpse without making a sound.

Shout!

The dazzling red rune light rose sharply into the sky, exploding into a large ball of blood-colored light.

"There's an enemy invasion!"

In a stump two hundred meters diagonally opposite the big tree, an astonishing cry suddenly erupted, and the real person of the Immortal Sect Apologists in disguise rushed towards the inside of the main altar with unprecedented speed, rushing and roaring as he went.

The man in black who had just killed a dark pile of the Immortal Sect was slightly flustered, but he didn't expect the guards of the Immortal Sect to be so tight, and he actually used a chain of hidden piles.

He had already cleared an open pile before, and a dark pile was cleaned up here, but he didn't expect that there was another hidden pile, which was actually discovered?

At the same time as the black-clothed man was flustered, a few hundred meters away, a ray of light rushed out, taking advantage of this chaotic effort, towards the inside of the Immortal Sect's main altar.

"Someone like me?"

This situation made the man in black pause again, and then he lowered his heart, turned into a streamer steeply, and rushed inside again, far away. A flash of brilliance had already risen into the sky and rushed towards the place of the incident.

Ye Zhen and Feng Qingyue were drinking, coincidentally, Duan Yingnian, the head of the Vermilion Bird Hall of the Immortal Sect who was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, was also drinking alcohol, and the person who accompanied him to drink was Pan Shenjun, one of the eight god generals. They were quite close to each other in the church.

"Come, let's go, old Pan!"

"Hey, Lao Pan, what should I do to sue the sect leader tomorrow, so that the scene can be better and I will not be punished or less?"

There is a strict hierarchy within the Immortal Sect, but. In private, the name between Duan Yingnian and Pan Shenjiang is very casual.

"Old Duan, in fact, I think that when you come back tonight, you should go and ask to see the sect leader, if something happens tonight, then it will be a big trouble."

Duan Yingnian's expression was a little flustered, and he glanced out, "It shouldn't be so fast, right?" Actually, I also thought about going to see the sect leader tonight. But isn't this the Demon Cloud Fruit smashed? I have to think of a perfect way to make the sect leader calm his anger, some time ago, the fact that my subordinates were beheaded by Ye Zhen made the sect leader extremely angry. If I do it again today, I'm afraid it will be."

Suddenly, Pan Shen made a stop motion, "Listen! What's the sound outside?"

"What sound?"

Suddenly, the two of them gathered their ears and tried their best to listen to the movement outside.

The next moment. Pan Shenjiang stood up, took three steps and two steps, and stepped out of the door, followed by Duan Yingnian.

Then, Pan Shenjiang and Duan Yingnian saw a scene that will never be forgotten.

Red warning signs. The red warning signal of the Immortal Sect, which was rarely seen once a year in the past, was like a meteor shower at this time, shining constantly in the sky above the main altar of the Immortal Sect.

Moreover, the Red Warning Signal of the Immortal Sect is specially crafted, and after it shines in the sky, it can stay in the void for up to a quarter of an hour, indicating the direction of rescuers.

At this time, one after another, the runes that flew into the sky and then stayed in the sky were like sky lanterns, intending to illuminate the main altar of the Immortal Sect.

"This"

On the side, Duan Yingnian, the master of the Vermilion Bird Hall of the Immortal Sect, had a bloody face on his face, and the color faded all of a sudden!

"Quick, go to support, Lao Duan, if you can capture one or two, you will have a way out!"

Pan Shenjiang roared, and his figure soared into the sky, rushing in the direction of one of the warning talismans that were in the air, and almost at the same time, streams of light rose from all directions in the main altar of the Immortal Sect.

It was night, and the main altar of the Immortal Sect was very lively, and the brilliance continued

The warning signals in the sky in the Immortal Sect did not affect Ye Zhen and Feng Qingyue's wine in the slightest.

In other words, the two of them didn't notice or see that the main altar of the Immortal Sect was hundreds of meters away from the main altar of the Sun Moon God Sect, and no matter how strong the martial artist's eyesight was, a red light in the night sky hundreds of miles away could not be seen.

"Come, do it, do it for the lost and regained Xuanguang Purple and Blue Ring!"

Bang!

The two wine bowls touched together, and half of the wine was drunk, Ye Zhen suddenly glanced at Feng Qingyue drunkenly, "Lost and regained, what's the matter?"

"This Xuanguang purple and green ring was originally my mother's thing" does not use spiritual power, and drinks eighteen sons of spiritual brew, Feng Qingyue's tongue is already a little big.

"What about your mother?"

"My mother?"

Feng Qingyue shook her head, it seemed to be a little flustered, and then her eyes subconsciously stared at the Xuanguang purple blue ring on her right wrist, "If you get it, you will be able to see my mother soon!"

"Come on,!"

Photographed the Xuanguang Purple and Blue Ring, Feng Qingyue seemed to be very excited, and frequently raised the bowl, Ye Zhen also did not refuse, it seemed that all the bitterness after coming to the True Spirit Domain was released in this bowl of wine.

"Brother,!"

"Liao Jiaoxi, do it!"

"Pothos,!"

Every time he picked up a bowl of wine, Ye Zhen saluted the bright moon in the night sky and drank it dry!

Every time Ye Zhen drank a bowl, Feng Qingyue was also like Ye Zhen, saluting the bright moon in the night sky, and then drank it dry, but he was almost drunk.

However, the powerful spirit and physique still make the martial artist's drunkenness different from ordinary people, and his consciousness is still very strong.

"Where's your brother?"

"Who is Liao Jiaoxi?"

"Who is Pothos?"

Ye Zhen made a bowl of rice every time he made a bowl for yue yao, and feng qingyue asked drunken but this kind of question, ye zhen would not answer it, and. Ye Zhen, who was almost drunk at this time, had no intention of answering.

He poured himself full of wine, and raised it to the bright moon in the sky, "Caiyi, you are there again, when will you come back?"

"Who's Caiyi?"

Feng Qingyue asked again. was still ignored by Ye Zhen.

However, drunkards are also human beings, and because they are drunk, they have magnified many of their feelings, and seeing that Ye Zhen ignored his own problems again and again, Feng Qingyue, who was almost drunk, had a temper that came up.

The wine bowl in his hand slammed into Ye Zhen's wine bowl, and the wine splashed, splashing the wine on Ye Zhen's face, "Why don't you answer me back." Who's Caicaiyi?"

"Caiyi?"

Ye Zhen, whose thoughts were interrupted, stared fixedly at Feng Qingyue in front of him, perhaps because he was overthinking, perhaps because he was drunk, gradually, Feng Qingyue, whose face was crimson because of drunkenness, turned into a colorful cloth in Ye Zhen's eyes.

"Colorful clothes. Are you back?"

Ye Zhen trembled and stretched out his hands and touched the cheeks of Caiyi in front of him.

Slightly rough hands. Touching Feng Qingyue's cheeks, that feeling made the drunk Feng Qingyue slam a spirit, as if there was an electric current in his body that kept rushing, and a trembling sensation that was difficult to remember spread steeply throughout his body.

It also made Feng Qingyue's wine immediately clear. Ordinary people may be really drunk when they drink this situation, but for martial artists, the spiritual power moves slightly, although it cannot completely eliminate the drunken state. But the powerful divine soul can make the warrior sober up a little at this time.

A little sober, Feng Qingyue figured out the state.

found that Ye Zhen was stroking her cheeks with both hands, and slowly hugged her forward, leaning forward, and seeing that she was about to kiss together. What's even more embarrassing is that Feng Qingyue herself seems to be moving forward.

Shocked, as soon as Feng Qingyue's hand was released, the wine bowl in his hand fell down.

Bang!

The sound of the jade shatter was like an alarm bell, which made the two drunk people sober up a little again, especially Feng Qingyue.

"Ye Yezhen, what are you doing?" Feng Qingyue, who had never experienced this kind of thing, immediately panicked.

"What am I doing?"

A trace of dazedness flashed in Ye Zhen's eyes, then his eyes rolled, his head sank, and his head slammed into a few tables in the small pavilion, smashing the wine jar and dishes flying wildly, and the hands that were caressing Feng Qingyue's cheeks fell weakly.

But he was completely drunk!

"Drunk?"

Looking at Ye Zhen, who was motionless, although Feng Qingyue, who had woken up most of the time, was a little puzzled, but her pretty face was like a fire, burning her heart and making her feel uneasy, and she tried her best to recall the situation just now, but it was still a little illusory!

The only thing she remembers is the heartbeat of Fang Cai's thick palm, the shyness, and the face that is about to be kissed in front of her.

I don't want to be okay, as soon as I recalled, Feng Qingyue involuntarily covered her pretty face with a fever and a fever.

"It's good that he's drunk, otherwise, I really won't be able to see anyone tomorrow!

As soon as the spiritual power in Feng Qingyue's body turned, the thick smell of wine immediately drifted out of her body, and her eyes immediately became extremely clear, but her cheeks were still like fire.

"This guy is drunk, what should I do?" Feng Qingyue realized that this was a big problem!

This night, Ye Zhen had a beautiful dream, dreamed of pothos, dreamed of Caiyi coming back, and was very happy. The so-called little farewell is better than the newlywed, and the reunion after a long absence is naturally indispensable.

At that time, in the dream, Ye Zhen would hold the pothos for a while, and hold the colorful clothes for a while, so unhappy, but Ye Zhen in the dream, a little unable to distinguish who was happy with him, who was it?

Is it pothos or colorful clothes?

Ye Zhen tried his best to see which one it was.

In the end, when Ye Zhen finally saw it clearly with all his might, he was shocked that the person in his arms was not a pothos or a colorful coat, but Feng Qingyue

"Something is wrong, Ye Zhen, something is wrong!"

At this moment, a fiery male voice rushed into Ye Zhen's ears suddenly, waking up Ye Zhen and Ye Zhen's sweet dream, and Feng Qingyue, who was full of jade in Ye Zhen's dream, also turned into smoke at this moment (to be continued......