In the small garden, the sun is very good, and the warm spring breeze brings a burst of fragrance, which makes people feel intoxicated. For the latest free chapters of this book, please visit wèn. The remote inn is very quiet, even inaccessible, of course, not only because of its remoteness, but also because of other reasons.

It was a rare quiet and good morning, and the fatigue of the night before was deeply soaked into the flesh and blood of Xiang Yantian and Xiao Xin, and even penetrated into the bone marrow. Feeling the warm sunshine and the spring breeze blowing in their faces, the two hugged each other tightly, squinted slightly, and rested on the wide bamboo chairs.

As time passed, the sun also rose higher and higher, until the warm and lovely sunlight became a little dazzling, and Xiang Yantian slowly opened his eyes. Glancing at Xiao Xin, who was still asleep beside her, she shook her head with a smile and was about to get up from the bamboo chair. However, just as she was about to go to the ground, she found that the corner of her skirt was grabbed by Xiao Xin.

The white and slender little hands tightly grasped the corners of her skirt, which was as white as snow, Xiao Xin's dark eyes were full of tears, and at this moment, she was stubborn and weak.

"Sister Yan, don't leave......" she said almost with a crying voice.

With tenderness in her eyes, she sat back beside Xiao Xin, gently touched her head, and said softly: "Don't worry, Xiao Xin'er, I won't leave you until you find someone you can really rely on......"

In her eyes, this weak but stubborn little girl is so similar to her past self. She must be very lonely since she was a child, just like her former self, no, even now, isn't she still lonely? However, she couldn't say anything like "I will always be with you", because she also had her own things to do, and it could be said that the burden on her tender shoulders was heavy, heavy.

"Sister......" Xiao Xin wiped her tears with one hand, but with the other hand she refused to let go of Xiang Yantian's skirt, as if as long as she let go of Xiang Yantian, she would fly away with the wind.

"Silly girl!" A helpless smile appeared at the corner of Xiang Yan's mouth, and he stretched out his hand towards Xiao Xin.

As if ignoring Xiang Yantian's meaning, Xiao Xin wiped away her tears, stretched out her hand that grabbed the corner of Xiang Yantian's skirt, held her hand, grinned, and smiled.

I'll definitely bring that cold breeze to you next time, no matter what happens! It's just that what Xiao Xin didn't know was that at the moment when she shook her hand, Xiang Yantian gritted her teeth and made such a decision in her heart.

It had been three days since she infiltrated the Jiuyang Sect's residence again, and during these three days, she had rested well, restored her state to the best, and she had also done an extremely risky thing, she decided to take the peerless sword that had been a mystery to her from beginning to end, the Feiyan Sword!

Although in the past four years, she would often ask about the true origin of the sword in her hand, but every time this happened, they would always find a reason to divert the topic, and always seemed to be perfunctory to themselves, Yan Yu was like this, and so was Yi Feng. But she knew that no matter how mysterious this sword was, since it was feared by so many people in the rivers and lakes, it naturally had its reason. So, she decided to take this sword that could expose herself, but at the same time it could be a life-saving weapon.

Different from the dark night three days ago, when I couldn't see my fingers, this night, the moonlight was exceptionally good, the bright moonlight poured down like a curtain of light, and the branches, grass, and houses were all like a layer of light frost. This night, almost the opposite of that night, was a dark night, and now, the bright moonlight illuminated the whole world as if it were day. Therefore, this night, Xiang Yantian did not change into the jet-black night clothes, and stepped into the long night wearing the white dress she used to wear.

In the night sky, Xiang Yan was dressed in white and snow, and under the bright moonlight, her body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of holy light. The quaint black sword was hung around his waist, and with Xiang Yantian's leap, it continued to shine a somewhat dim light in the moonlight. In the night sky, the black figure with wings soaring is an ominous flying swallow.

"Click-and-......" landed on the eaves, and the sound of footsteps like mosquitoes sounded, Xiang Yantian once again sneaked into the luxurious inn where the Jiuyang Sect was located. It's just that this time, she avoided the room where she had encountered Ouyang Minghao and Shangguan Yun, the young sect master of the Jiuyang Sect, last time, and looked elsewhere. After all, the purpose of her coming here this time was simply to find Leng Yifeng and then take him away, there was no need to add unnecessary conflicts.

It's just that the idea is beautiful, but the reality often backfires. Just as she was looking at the uniquely shaped hall from a distance, about to go around, a disciple of the Nine Yang Sect wearing green clothes suddenly jumped onto the roof, and when she found out, she had already collided with the other party.

"Yo, I was really told by our young sect master, and there will really be an unwilling female snitch sneaking in again in the next few days!" The disciple was dressed in green clothes and carrying a large sword, and looked to be about twenty-four or five years old.

Stopping, Xiang Yantian didn't take any action, just looked coldly at the man in front of him with a popular face.

"Today happens to be me Zhao Fei on duty, as long as I am here, you don't want to take another step!" Pulling out the big sword behind his back, the corners of Tsing Yi Zhao Fei's mouth pursed a sneer.

"Senior Brother Zhao, we're here to help you!" On the ground, the voices of the remaining Jiuyang Sect disciples sounded, and then, a group of Jiuyang Sect disciples also jumped onto the roof.

However, Zhao Fei waved his hand at them and signaled them not to interfere: "You guys stay on the side first, I'll meet her, be careful, don't let her escape, you must catch her this time!" ”

Hearing what everyone called him, and looking at his popular face, Xiang Yan was unconscious. This guy turned out to be the "Senior Brother Zhao" who was defeated by Yan Qing in order to stand out for that Shangguan Hou four years ago.

"Get out of the way!" Xiang Yan snorted coldly and raised his right hand upward.

Zhao Fei was about to take action when he saw the situation, but at this moment, he felt a gust of wind blow past his ears, and then he saw his blood slowly flowing down his cheeks.

This is...... One of the Yun Sect's peerless learnings - Aoba killing! But how can it be so big!?

Looking up, what he saw was a group of turquoise leaves rotating rapidly around Xiang Yantian's arm, gradually expanding towards the periphery, and the speed became faster and faster, and finally almost formed a small whirlwind.

"Ahh Although those disciples were not fatal, they also temporarily lost their combat effectiveness.

"Ah!!h Witnessing the bloody fact that nearly ten disciples of the Nine Yang Sect were injured in an instant, Zhao Fei roared, and a fierce momentum erupted from his body, swinging his big sword, and slashing out a fiery sword qi in the direction of Xiang Yantian.

One of the sword qi of Jiuyang, Changhong through the sun!

"Bang!"

The fiery sword qi collided with the high-speed rotating turquoise whirlwind, making a violent sound, and the green whirlwind did not last long before it collapsed, turning into pieces of scattered leaves. It's just that the eaves where Xiang Yantian was originally located were not half of his figure at this time.