Hearing that someone was outside the hall, Wen Yefei instantly changed his voice to a voice that was so gentle that he was tired of dying, and said ambiguously to Su Qianruo: "Don't worry, Zhuzhu'er, the young sect master has something to do, let's continue when we come back in a while?" I'm sure I'll feed you today..."

Su Qianruo glared angrily, but he had to say shyly in his mouth: "Yes, Zhu Zhu'er and the other young sect masters, I still hope that the young sect masters will not be too strong, and they will pity Zhu Zhu'er's weak body..."

Wen Yefei kissed his fingers, chirped, and deliberately prolonged the tail note, and there was a sound of snort in his throat.

Su Qianruo trembled, and his ten fingers slashed at the carved wooden fence on his side, and the wooden fence was picked to make a sizzling sound.

Wen Yefei let go of his hand, took off his robe, tore off his belt again, tied his belt on one side, and opened the door of the palace with his robe on the other, and walked out.

When there was no sound in the hall, Su Qianruo lay on top of the brocade quilt and beat the pillow fiercely to let out his anger.

Young Sect Master, this hobby is really curious!

She removed the red gold hairpin and the pearl the size of a pigeon's egg from her head, and replaced it with some fluttering and gorgeous silk flowers, intending to sneak out to breathe.

Walked to the door and folded back, opened the drawer in the dark layer of the dressing table, took out several boxes of rouge and mixed them, and then applied them to his lips, printed them on his palm, and then printed them dozens of times on his neck in front of the bronze mirror.

The Fusheng Hall is the largest and tallest palace of the Wenxiang Sect, and the entire mountain behind it is Wen Yefei's private territory, which is now used by Su Qianruo as a place for ventilation.

There is a pavilion on the top of the back mountain, which is a place where Su Qianruo often goes. Sitting in the pavilion, blowing a cold wind, there is silence all around, and it is very comfortable. If you are really bored, you can also look out from the railing and see some interesting things happening in the halls below.

But Su Qianruo was disgusted by the things he saw.

The women from Fenglianglou waited for those green-clothed real people like the emperor.

Doing everything possible, and a few of them are openly in the open air... Dirty eyes.

Close your ears, close your eyes, and drink the northwest wind more comfortably than look at them.

After filtering out some of the voices he didn't want to hear, Su Qianruo heard the sound of swords and soldiers meeting each other. Suddenly remembering that the green craftsman said that the mountain gate was broken by a young man in Xuanyi, Su Qianruo sat up straight again, lying on the railing and looking in front of the mountain gate.

Wenxiang Sect is the largest cultivation sect in the Qianyu Domain, although the eighty real people in the sect are greedy for women, but their strength is indeed a top one.

There is also a large array to protect the mountain at the mountain gate, it is said that the Hehuan Sect three hundred miles away will send people to attack once a year, so as to compete for the first place in the dry domain, as a result, dozens of masters who go out every time can not even enter the mountain gate and are stripped naked and thrown out.

Of course, the idea of stripping naked and embarrassing people must have come up with Wen Yefei.

His head is like an iron, and there are always some differences between him and ordinary people.

There are a total of eighty-two people in the Wenxiang Sect, except for the old sect master who often does not travel around the world in the sect for more than ten years before returning once, the young sect master Wen Ye is comparable to the existence of the emperor, his words are the holy decree, no one in the sect dares to resist, and he can't resist.

Because of a sentence that the pig of the young sect made Su Qianruo cry that day, the young sect master was angry, and he didn't see any fancy movements, so he turned around a few times, waved his sleeves a few times, and kicked those real people to the bottom of the ice lake to catch fish for a day.

When the fish was caught, the real people were convinced.

When Wen Yefei came to offer treasure with a pot of fish, Su Qianruo squinted and looked at it for a long time, only to see from the water that those things that were almost transparent and not much bigger than a needle were the so-called fish in his mouth!

You can't use any spiritual power to catch such fish in the frozen lake with your bare hands... Those real people must have suffered a lot.

Since then, there have been rumors in the sect that there is a third supreme in the Wenxiang Sect, and no one can afford to provoke it. Of course, what this person is talking about is the bead bead that was held on the tip of the heart by the young sect master and held in his mouth, a woman who went against the sky and was favored by the young sect master!

Wen Yefei seems to be an energetic guy who loves to watch dramas, make up his own excerpts, and love to perform. Others are extremely envious of Su Qianruo, but Su Qianruo himself is miserable, and he wants to change his living habits and act completely according to his excerpts, wow.

How can this spiritually devastated day end?

Someone broke through the mountain gate today, and he was still alone! Does it mean that this person has hands and eyes all over the sky and has extraordinary strength, and will make a mess of the Wenxiang Sect?

Will this be an escape opportunity?

Su Qianruo narrowed her eyes and looked at the fight intently. Wen Yefei, who was dressed in white, and a young man in black clothes were entangled and fighting, and the remaining seventy-nine real people of the Wen Xiang Sect formed a large circle, staring at the middle of the field.

The two figures, one black and one white, rose and fell, each with a strange move, and a violent impact sound sounded from time to time in the forbidden enchantment, which was the sound that would only be made by the air sword breaking through the air.

Listening to the sound of the explosion, Su Qianruo was stunned for a moment, if there was no enchantment to cover it, a fight of this level would have collapsed and cracked a long time ago, and the dead and injured were everywhere.

Seeing Wen Yefei's brows that would be twisted from time to time, as well as the weapon that suddenly appeared in his hand, a six-foot-long peach blossom fan, Su Qianruo knew that this young man must have provoked him.

At the same time, it also proves that this young man's strength is amazing, and Wen Ye has to treat it with all his heart.

I heard that the green craftsman suddenly stood up and shouted: "Young Sect Master, be careful! ”

The tide of the battle within the enchantment changed in an instant.

The sound of breaking the sky instantly rose into the sky, turning into a fast and sharp black shadow, that black shadow was just a thick one at the beginning, and in a moment, it had turned into hundreds of millions, everywhere, and the sword shadow was densely packed layer by layer towards Wen Yefei's head cover, sealing all his retreats!

Wen Ye was not startled, the peach blossom fan lightly blocked, and a cloud of silver suddenly shot out from the fan, instantly turning into a cold light in the sky, facing the black shadow.

That's a staggering number of silver needles!

The silver light and the black shadow instantly entangled in mid-air

Suddenly, the dense black shadow suddenly fell silent, and all the needles suddenly fell into the air, and fell to the ground with a puff.

Wen Yefei held his breath, looked sideways to the side, and instantly retreated dozens of steps, avoiding a black light and shadow. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the sound of breaking the sky sounded behind him, Wen Yefei's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly threw out the peach blossom fan in his hand to meet the black light, and his figure slammed forward, and a touch of blood was suddenly dyed on his spotless white clothes.

The peach blossom fan was blown away by the black light and turned back into Wen Yefei's hand, he had no way to retreat, and the black shadow suddenly shot over, like a fierce dragon crossing the river, as fast as lightning to pounce on Wen Yefei.

"Oh no, Wen Ye has to be injured!" Su Qianruo suddenly exclaimed. (To be continued.) )