Venerable Poison shook his head.

"I'm the one who made the noise! girl, if you have something to worry about, you might as well say it, maybe I can enlighten you." ”

Yun Yan'er looked at the Poison Venerable: "What's the matter?"

The Poison Venerable was stunned for a moment, and turned his head weakly.

He ...... Who is he? I don't know...... I don't know. ”

Yun Yan'er chuckled: "Okay, I know everything, the breath here can't hide from me at all, there is clearly his breath here, and he just came here, let me guess that he went to Zizhu Peak today I'm afraid it's also your ghost idea." ”

The Poison Venerable swallowed and spitted: "Girl, what do these things have to do with the white boy? You see that he has saved you and forgiven him wholeheartedly for your sake, he has said that it is not okay to let his family withdraw from the immortal cultivation realm forever?"

Yun Yan'er slowly closed her eyes, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Venerable Poison, whenever I close my eyes or in the dead of night, I always see my father and mother appear in front of me, this matter must be solved, and I must make the price paid by those with evil intentions, even if I fight for this life, I will not let them go. ”

The Poison Venerable sighed: "If one day you and that Bai family kid will have a decisive battle, who do you think will win and who will lose?"

Yun Yan'er slowly opened her eyes and looked at the Poison Venerable with a smile.

"Then he must have won and I lost, so it's okay, there won't be so many troubles when I die, and it's a relief. ”

The Poison Venerable stood up suddenly, pointed at Yun Yan'er's little head and scolded loudly.

"You dead girl, how much effort did it take us to get you back? Think about your life, who got it in exchange for it in the Holy Abyss? You are not doing this now to force Bai Lingfeng to death, you are trying to force yourself to death!"

As soon as Yun Yan'er heard this, a trace of mist appeared in her eyes.

"I know I can't live with you, and I can't live with baldness, my life is not worth his life at all, if I can, I am willing to give my life back to baldness......"

"Girl...... Why are your obsessions so heavy? Are your father and mother really willing, and you are carrying this hatred to live? Do you really have to fight to the death before you are willing to give up?"

Yun Yan'er covered her head with her little hands.

"I don't know, I'm so messy, I've never been so tired, I want to be myself for a while, I want to think about it. ”

The Poison Venerable nodded, turned around and disappeared in place, and in the distance of the woods, a white-clothed figure stood there staring at Yun Yan'er motionlessly, this person was Qingshan.

Holy Abyss.

Chiyang stood on the top of a mountain, looking at the scene in the distance, somehow, his days in this holy abyss seemed extremely strange.

"Why don't I feel familiar with this place?"

Chiyang opened his mouth, only to see a woman in red standing behind him, and the woman in red leaned up with a smile, leaning on Chiyang's body so ambiguously.

"Holy Lord, you just forgot something, don't worry, you will remember it slowly, you can rest assured that I will always be with you. ”

Chiyang smelled the smell of fat powder on her body, frowned slightly, and took a step back.

"I think you'll go back later. ”

Feihong glanced at Chiyang with a displeased expression, but still turned around and left here.

"Who the hell are you, and where are you that woman in my dreams?"

Chiyang sighed, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a picture scroll appeared in his hand, and when he opened the scroll, he saw a woman in purple, but the woman only had her back.

If you look closely, the bun is exactly the same as Yun Yan'er and Mo Huan's outfits.

"Why do you disappear every time I see your face in my dreams, who are you? I searched the entire Holy Abyss, but I couldn't find you. ”

At this time, a man in black appeared behind Zai Chiyang.

"Holy Lord. ”

Chiyang turned around and looked at him coldly.

"Any news?"

The man in black lowered his head: "Holy Lord, I have already searched for all the generations near the Holy Abyss, and there is no purple-clothed girl in your painting at all, even if there is a purple silk handkerchief on her body, we have all checked it, and there is no one you are looking for." ”

Chiyang closed his eyes in disappointment, and with a wave of his hand, the man in black left the place.

At this time, there were some fluctuations in the gate of the Shengyuan, and Chiyang thought that it was the Qilin visiting again, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to stand on the mountain peak and look at the scenery in the distance.

But behind Chiyang, two men in black appeared.

"The Holy Lord is not good, an old man came, and he had to break in and say, ......"

Chiyang turned his head to look at him: "What did you say?"

"Say...... Say ......"

Chiyang looked at him and spouted.

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"Holy Lord!" he said, ...... Imprison his disciples here, and let us hand them over, or he will destroy our Shengyuan......"

When Chiyang heard this, a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, interesting, I'll take a look. ”

As soon as Chiyang turned around, he turned into a streamer and came to the gate of the Holy Abyss.

I saw a bald, fat-headed, big-eared old man sitting on a big stone at the entrance of Shengyuan, holding a broken pu fan in his hand, dangling there, and his mouth was still vibrating.

"Look at your bags of black and not midwinter, it is not a good thing at first glance, hand me over immediately, otherwise, I will tear down your door now!"

Chiyang didn't feel something strange in his mind when he saw this person, but he returned to his past in a moment.

"Who's coming?"

The fat-headed and big-eared old man stood up and shook his big fan and opened his mouth to scold, but he was stunned the moment he saw Chiyang.

"Chiyang, my Chiyang! You're really here, are you okay? Are you okay? Hurry up and let the teacher take a look. ”

This old man is the Xuanhe True Monarch of the Fengyan Sect.

Chiyang frowned when he heard this: "What did you say?"

Xuanhe Zhenjun, seeing that Chiyang was safe and sound, tears were about to burst out of his eyes.

"Stinky boy, don't you know how to send a letter to Fengyanzong for so many days? Do you know that the teacher is very worried about you?

Xuanhe Zhenjun stretched out his hand to check Chiyang's body, and when his hand was about to touch Chiyang, the man in black behind him instantly pulled out his saber and pointed it at his throat.

"Presumptuous! The Holy Lord is also something you can easily touch?!"

One sentence made Xuanhe Zhenjun stunned in place.

"Who do you say is the Holy Lord?He is the Holy Lord?!"

The man in black stood behind Chi Yang and raised his chin arrogantly.

"Open your dog's eyes wide and see clearly, this is our Holy Lord, how can a ninth-rate monk like you touch it casually! Get out of here quickly, otherwise you will have no return. ”

Xuanhe Zhenjun took a few steps back in an instant, he stared at the precious apprentice in front of him with a look of disbelief, and his mind flashed for a moment, is this a person who eats Chiyang, or is it a person who looks exactly like Chiyang?