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Two white figures galloped under the blue sky, and under their feet, there was an endless sea of clear light. After looking at it for a long time, it makes people wonder whether the blue sky is reflected in the sea, or the sea water flows back to the sky.

One of them slowed down.

Yun Xiao looked back at her, and saw that beads of sweat were on the girl's forehead, which made her black hair even blacker, and her eyes became brighter. Although the sea is not cold, it is not hot and sweaty. Such a long-distance edgeworth is obviously close to her limit.

He waited for her to speak.

The girl just wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead, and continued to hang unhurriedly behind him, as if she was sure that no matter how slow he was, he would wait for her.

After another journey, Yun Xiao stopped first, "Ye Qinghuan." ”

I don't know why the other party suddenly called him by name and surname, Qing Huan raised his eyes and looked at him. But she saw that the young man had already reached her side, and stretched out a hand to her. The smile bloomed like a flower, and she took the hand and leaped behind him.

Yun Xiao's sword has one more person, but the speed of the sword is faster than before, and his immortal power seems to be endless forever. Qing Huan knew that from the beginning, he deliberately slowed down and was waiting for her. Thinking like this, I was a little apprehensive, this person is so powerful, so what level is he in the door? No matter what happened in the past, but now that I have forgotten the past, I think it must be at the bottom.

The young man's green silk was blown on her face, and Qinghuan came back to her senses. Itchy, but very soft, with a light and pleasant smell. She suddenly felt that she shouldn't hate such a person no matter what.

"Yunxiao." She said, "If I said I hated you before, I'll take that sentence back...... I think we can get acquainted again. ”

The young man in front of him didn't speak, but the flying sword under his feet slowed down slightly.

It was originally a vast sea with an unobstructed view, but when I arrived at the far sea, the fog actually increased for no reason, making people wonder if the clouds of the nine days had fallen and piled up here.

Just as it was a little incredible, Yun Xiao had already taken her and flew away diagonally towards the depths of the white clouds. Heavy clouds and mist were pouring in from all directions, so that she couldn't see the figure of the young man in front of her at all, and she instinctively reached out and gently grabbed his sleeve.

Yun Xiao was stunned for a moment and pulled his sleeves away. Qing Huan was about to lament, but the young man's warm palm had already covered her. Instead of grabbing her wrist as before, he firmly held her fingers in the palm of his hand. But in the next moment, she was thrown away by him. The whole person was lightly tossed up to a height.

When his feet left the flying sword, the feeling of weightlessness quickly attacked, and Qing Huan felt that he was about to fall into the sea before he could reach the sword. All the thoughts flashed in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, she stopped the momentum of her fall.

She landed on a cloud.

Gently, softly, as if lying on cotton, carrying her slowly forward, the silky clouds around her were swirling into a dreamlike landscape.

Yun Xiao landed beside her, his face was also obscured by the mist, and she couldn't see his expression clearly. Until the boy crouched down and helped her up. She saw a few strands of his green silk scattered in front of his forehead, covering his long eyelashes and beautiful eyes.

But when I look at my feet, it's really ...... It's so insecure......

Qing Huan hurriedly squatted down, "I'm still, it's okay to lie on my stomach......" Having said that, she still held his hand tightly, for fear that if she was not careful, she would fall from this fluttering cloud.

The cloud boat carried the two people who were squatting and standing, and continued to advance towards the depths of the sea of clouds. Qing Huan was wondering how long such a trip in the clouds would last, and his face suddenly opened up.

The sun shines on the smooth mirror-like sea. A few seabirds spread their white wings and swept lightly from the surface of the sea, bringing a few ripples and sparkling waves.

In the distance, a huge fairy island stretches along.

Qing Huan was opening his eyes wide, for fear of missing something, but he heard Yun Xiao say: "This is the Flying Smoke Mirror." After a while, I was afraid that she wouldn't understand, so I added, "Luojiatian has the greatest spiritual land in the world." ”

There are many branches of the three gods that advocate the cultivation of retreat, so there is a saying that the hidden world is in the world.

The cloud boat moved lightly and floated past the top of the mountain gate. On the white jade pillar decorated with the lotus platform, a little cloud is swirling. Looking into the distance, you can see that the pavilions and pavilions on the island are scattered, and most of them are also white jade. Many white-clothed immortals walked to and fro.

A little farther away, there is still a cloud steaming hood, which seems to be the water vapor of the huge lake in the center of the island, which lives up to the name of flying smoke. The lake is in the center of the island, and the island is in the sea, so the place name is "Feiyan Jingbo". Further afield, the edge of the fairy island and gently rolling low mountains. It seems to hold the mirror-like lake gently in your arms.

Qing Huan saw it with a big heart. The sight was full of peace and tranquility, and it seemed strange and familiar to her. She was suddenly grateful to Yun Xiao, who had brought her back to this magical and wonderful world. Although it is novel as far as the eye can see, the cordiality in the heart is dense and difficult to melt.

Yun Zhou stopped in front of a jade-white building, and in a moment, it turned into clouds and scattered at the feet of the two of them. Yun Xiao said: "Let's go back to see Qingfang Immortal Venerable first." "Let's go up the stairs first.

Qing Huan was a little nervous, she didn't know what kind of person this Qingfang Immortal Venerable was, and what would happen after seeing him, her heart was completely bottomless. But at this time, it was not appropriate to ask again, so he could only follow behind Yun Xiao. There was a faint human voice in the building, but it was from time to time, and when I looked up, I saw the four big words "sweat cow smoke sea" on the plaque.

Ben was still a little unclear, but he was almost stunned the moment he entered the door.

The sea of sweat cows and smoke originally combined the meaning of "sweat cows are full of buildings and vast as a sea of smoke" - countless bookshelves as high as the dome were crammed to the brim, and several young disciples were busy shuttling between the bookshelves.

But that wasn't enough to surprise her. What surprised her was that the hall was full of golden words, whether jumping or making noise, or playing and chasing, or rolling on the ground, all of them were like life.

Seeing them come in, the three words "Wood Spirit Theory" suddenly hooked up with strokes, just like people holding hands in the world, swooping in front of them and jumping continuously, bringing a string of smaller words behind them, like countless golden stars.

Qing Huan looked amused, and was about to stretch out his hand to say hello to them, but heard a disciple shout, "Wood Spirit Theory." ”

The three words "Wood Spirit Theory" immediately put aside Qing Huan and Yun Xiao, and flew in front of the disciple. When the disciple saw them, he smiled and said, "It's the junior brother and sister who are back." ”

Yun Xiao nodded his head lightly, and said "Senior Brother" as a greeting, and Qing Huan did the same. The two of them continued inside. The light of the broken stars flashed in front of the people I saw along the way, and they were busy in their own way.

Qing Huan saw a female disciple ask the "Tongliu Chapter" in front of him, "What's wrong?" ”

The "Tongliu Chapter" immediately flashed to the side, but the small characters flashing golden light behind him lined up in a neat phalanx line, and shook in front of the disciple's eyes, opening a curtain of light.

The man opened the book in his hand, patiently compared it for a moment, wrote a few words with his fingers and bounced them into the phalanx, and said with a smile, "Okay." "Tongliu Chapter" went around the light curtain to examine it, as if he was very satisfied, and led his subordinates into the bookshelf, and disappeared in an instant. The female disciple was just about to call the next one, but when she looked up, she saw Yun Xiao's eyes walking by without squinting, and she immediately covered her mouth, and her face was stained with a large blush.

Qing Huan didn't see her expression, but felt that what she saw was very fresh and interesting, so she said to Yun Xiao: "Are they making up books?" Yun Xiao whispered, "Hmm."

After the endless bookshelf finally came a slightly empty space, and a very large table was placed, and books were piled on both sides. A young man was writing hard in the pile of books, and he held up a half-bitten fruit in his left hand, but Qing Huan didn't know what it was.

The young man was only seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a white disciple's suit, just sitting, which made people feel that his figure was very slender and his appearance was extremely handsome. The long black hair was tied up at the back of his head, and the narrow eyebrows and eyes were stained with a lot of coldness—although it didn't feel as cold as Yun Xiao, it was also not easy to approach.

This was how Qing Huan felt when she first saw him, but what attracted her attention the most was the little red light that flashed in the young man's left ear.

Everyone I saw just now was dressed respectfully and plainly, but on his ears, there was such an eye-catching earring that did not match the identity of the disciple of the Immortal Sect.

The moment she saw him, the young man also saw them, his face was like ice and snow melting, and his eyes flashed with joy and sorrow. Then he swept over the table and pounced on them.

That's right, it's a flutter......

Before Qing Huan could react, he was tightly hugged in his arms.