Yun Yao's confused expression immediately became enlightened, and she stuffed Ziyu into her underwear in embarrassment, and carried it closely, her face slightly angry.

She's not showing off at all! When she was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, those people made all kinds of excuses every day to see her baby Ziyu, but they couldn't touch it.

I don't get tired of wearing it outside for them to enjoy!

Although she was reprimanded by Xue Wuxian now, Yun Yao also understood in her heart that the masters of the cultivation realm were like clouds, and it was not a place where she could act recklessly, so it was better to be cautious.

Yun Yao turned around and grabbed Yun Yan's hand and said excitedly; "It seems that Ziyu is really a good thing, hehe, when I see Master Xianmeinan, Yunyan, I will also help you to wear a talisman."

Yun Yan smiled and nodded, but she knew in her heart that Immortal Venerable was so good to Yun Yao, but not necessarily to her.

Master Xianmeinan? Xue Wuxian was very puzzled and disdainful in his heart. This little girl's tone is not small, is it really rubbish to be a high-grade spiritual weapon? Just ask her master if she wants it, and give it?

The fairy beauty male master in her mouth is probably also because of her talent to send her a piece of purple jade to protect herself. I just don't know if the master in her mouth is his head master.

"Be careful, you're in." Snow Without a Trace rushed into the black vortex that had shrunk by two-thirds with a flying sword. As soon as his mind moved, the flying sword suddenly buzzed, and he was included in the dantian.

"Ah......h Yun Yao and Wan Yue screamed at the same time, and fell into the black whirlpool, and for a moment, they were dizzy and dizzy, and their bodies were powerless to control.

Yun Yan held her breath, and did not scream in fear, but with the arrival of dizziness, she caught a glimpse of the young man in Tsing Yi who was caught in the black whirlpool without screaming in panic, and doubts crossed her heart.

Maybe it's the children of the poor who are in charge of the house early? As determined as she is?

Immediately, her mind was dizzy by the powerful attraction, and when she saw that the other party closed her eyes, she couldn't control it, so she closed her eyes and fainted.

"Wake up, wake up ......."

Yun Yan was in a daze, feeling that someone had been poking her body with something, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on a large stone platform, with Yun Yao and Wanyue beside her.

Xue Wuxian controlled the suspended flying sword when she woke up, and used the sword body of the scabbard to poke Yun Yao and Wanyue awake, but she never touched them with her hand.

Yun Yan stood up, suspicious in her heart, this man named Xue Wuxian is a gentleman, or does he disdain a few of them?

No need to ask, looking at the arrogant face of the other party, you know that it must be the latter.

Yun Yao also woke up, looked at Wanyue, who was still unconscious beside her, looked at Yun Yan, swept the snow without a trace, and found that they were in the wilderness in the middle of nowhere.

In addition to the stone platform under him, he is surrounded by high mountains and mountains, towering into the sky.

"Why are there only a few of us left? What about the others? Yun Yao looked left and right, up and down, jumped far away, and didn't see anyone else except a few of them.

"Naturally, it's time to go back to their respective sects." The snow swept untraceably towards the unconscious burden on the ground - Wanyue.

Yun Yan caught a glimpse of the young man in Tsing Yi also waking up leisurely, but Wanyue was still unconscious.

Probably noticing Yun Yan's gaze, Xue Wuxian explained; "She is a mortal and a woman, her physique is weak, and her body has passed through the black vortex enchantment, and she will definitely not wake up for a while."

"Where is your sword? Do you have storage space? Yun Yao excitedly circled around Xue Wuxi, looking at Xue Wuji's whole body with a thief's eyes, not letting go of any place, wondering where he hid the sword.

Xue Wuxian had never been stared at so directly and boldly by a woman's blazing eyes, and in the past, those female cultivators would deliberately get close to him and curry favor with him, even if their eyes had an impure purpose, they would pretend to be noble and elegant.

Unlike Yun Yao in front of him, he also has hot eyes, but the object is not him.

There was a little bit of discomfort in my heart, and I blushed slightly.

With a wave of his sleeves, his tone was a little sharper, covering up his abnormality. "No, only storage bags." Generally, only infant monks will have storage rings and the like, and they are not storage space.

"Where is the sword? Did you put it in a storage bag? Yun Yao didn't see Xue Wuji's embarrassment at all, and she was so excited that she almost started to search, but Yun Yan grabbed her hand in time and winked at her warningly.

YUN Yan; Have you made the same mistake again? Do you want to take advantage of other beautiful men?

Yun Yao blinked with a look of grievance. Where? People really want to know where he hid his sword.

Xue Wuxian stood in front of the two of them, watching them make eye contact in front of him without any scruples, and his face turned a little pale.

"Ahem." The young man in Tsing Yi coughed twice, broke the embarrassing atmosphere at this time, and asked calmly; "When will you leave for the 'Return to the Sword Sect'?"

When Yun Yao heard this, her eyes sparkled and stared at Xue Wuxi.

Xue Wuxian instantly blushed again, and with a movement of his mind, the sword raised in the dantian broke out of his body, making a buzzing sound, bringing a burst of dazzling blue light, which was instantly suspended in front of everyone's eyes.

"Wow, so you hid the sword in your body? It's amazing! Yun Yao turned around and pulled Yun Yan's arm, and said excitedly; When I saw Master Xianmeinan, I also asked him to teach me this. In this way, all the good things will be hidden in the body in the future, and see who can snatch them! ”

Yun Yan nodded cooperatively, because she didn't have common sense.

The corners of Xue Wuji's mouth twitched and looked at the two sisters, too lazy to explain, but a smile flashed in his eyes. As soon as I heard her babbling, I knew that she was still a childish child.

Except for the natal magic weapon, who would put those messy things into the body? Not only does it take a lot of effort to cultivate, but it also consumes the spiritual energy cultivation in the dantian, and it will also consume divine sense, and even affect the speed of cultivation and advancement.

This is the reason why ordinary monks can only have one natal magic weapon, and they must choose carefully.

"Come up." Xue Wuxian didn't want to say more nonsense.

Yun Yan and the others picked up the burdens scattered around, got on the flying sword, and the unconscious Wanyue was also moved.

This time, the still unknown young man in Tsing Yi still stood at the end of the flying sword.

Xue Wuxian still stood at the head of the sword, steadily controlling the flying sword. The posture is upright, and the temperament is cold and arrogant like a green pine.

Yun Yan stood on the flying sword, and the wind on both sides blew her long flying hair, which fell on the face of the young man in Tsing Yi behind her.

Yun Yan noticed, quickly grabbed her hair with her hands, and whispered; "I'm sorry."

Looking at the white clouds and birds galloping by, there is a whole hopeless and endless lofty mountains and mountains, with peaks and peaks one after another. The air was filled with a rich aura, and the pores of comfort were opened.

"What's your name?" The young man in Tsing Yi suddenly took the initiative to speak.

Yun Yan kept a polite smile. "My name is Yun Yan."

"Yun Yan?" swept towards Yun Yao and asked with a smile; "You're sisters?"

Yun Yan nodded. "Her name is Yun Yao." Stretched out his hand and pointed at Wanyue, who was unconscious in front of him. "That's our maid, Wanyue." Raised his eyes to look at the young man in Tsing Yi. "What's your name?"

"Mo Qianyin."

Mo Qianyin? The name...... Why doesn't it sound like a poor man's take? Yun Yan slandered in her heart.

The young man in Tsing Yi smiled, and his words pierced Yun Yan's thoughts. "Do you think my looks don't match the name?" A haze appeared in the bottom of his eyes.