Yun Yao grabbed Yun Yan's arm, her eyes jumping with excitement. She found that most of the monks' flying machines were swords, of different colors, and a few were also common weapons, such as knives, guns, halberds, fans, and axes, but they were all magnified several times and could carry people to the sky.

She speculated that these manned aircraft were two-time weapons, and it was estimated that they were usually weapons for slashing and killing.

Yun Shao pointed to one of the female monks' flying machine, which was actually a long pink veil as thin as a cicada's wing, which could be penetrated by transparent sunlight, but it carried four or five people at once. It can be seen that her strength is stronger than that of ordinary major monks.

Seeing that the teleportation circle had been opened, the monks who controlled the array each withdrew their spiritual power and flew into the sky alone with their flying swords. Qi Qi rushed towards the black hole vortex.

Yun Yao waited until all the monks flew into the sky with all the disciples, staring at Xue Wuxian with excited eyes.

Xue Wuxian threw out the sword that had been holding in his arms, and he didn't see him pinching it, the cyan sword bloomed with a dazzling blue light, and the sword, which was originally only three or four feet long, suddenly became several times larger, like a small boat, suspended at a height of one foot above the ground, so that people could step on it with one foot.

Xue Wuxian just wanted to turn around and say something, but Yun Yao had already excitedly pulled Yun Yan's hand and stepped on it first. Then he put down the burden on his body, and jumped on the green sword uneasily, and found that the sword body didn't even tremble, so he smiled at Xue Wuxi; "It's sturdy enough, I'm relieved."

Snow without a trace; ……。

The young man in Tsing Yi silently stepped on the flying sword and stood behind Yun Yan.

Yun Yao didn't notice the crack on Xue Wuji's face at all, because she had already squatted down, her fingers tapping on the sword body, studying with interest, and from time to time she said with Yun Yan's face full of excitement; "Yun Yan, you see that this sword body is not only strong, crunchy, but also glows with a faint blue light, and at first glance, it is several times better than the swords of those previous monks. I don't know what material it's made of, but it's a treasure at first glance, and I really want it. ”

The corners of Xue Wuji's mouth twitched, and he stepped on the flying sword.

Yun Yan saw that Xue Wuxian had no expression on her face, and she didn't know if she was unhappy, so she quickly reached out and dragged Yun Yao to stand up. "Don't mess around."

Yun Yao agreed casually. "Oh." Reaching out and pulling the corner of the snow in front of him. "Hurry up and fly!"

Xue Wuxian was just about to control the luck control of the flying sword to ascend, but was interrupted by Yun Yao's abrupt movements, and his face was a little ugly. Can't worry about the little girl, the snow is calm and relaxed, and the flying sword rises into the sky.

"Miss!" A woman suddenly rushed onto the stone platform and grabbed Yun Yao's naked feet standing on the flying sword. The moment the flying sword soared into the sky, it also carried her into the air.

She subconsciously hugged Yun Yao's feet with both hands, fell into the air, and screamed in fright.

Yun Yao looked down. "Wan ...... Yue? ”

Yun Yan looked at Wan Yue hanging under the flying sword, her hair was shaped like a chicken nest, her clothes were disheveled, she was covered in dirt and dirt, and her eyes flashed with displeasure.

The young man in Tsing Yi looked at it indifferently.

The flying sword of Xue Wuxian stopped in mid-air, and when he looked back at this scene, the green tendons on his forehead jumped violently, and the expression on his face finally changed. "Let go, get out!" The scolding eyes were sharp as knives and shot towards Yun Yao.

Yun Yao didn't realize it, and said without a trace of the snow; "If you let her jump so high, do you have to fall to her death? Let the flying sword send her down. ”

Xue Wuxian suppressed his anger and was about to control the flying sword to descend.

Who knew that Wanyue hugged Yun Yao's feet tightly, and actually climbed on the flying sword little by little, crying loudly as she crawled. "No, miss, take me away, take me away! Baozhu, Caiyun, and Aster were all killed by the butler, and he still wants to kill me! Miss, I can't leave, please, please! ”

Yun Yao was shocked for a moment and muttered to herself; "They...... All dead? ”

When she learned that they had betrayed her and framed her everywhere, she thought that it was better for Baozhu and Caiyun to die, and even had a lot of vicious thoughts about making them experience different ways of dying.

But the thought is the idea, she knows that the jewels are maids, obeying the master's orders, ill-fated, pitiful, pathetic and hateful.

I had the ability to put them to death but didn't do it, but I didn't expect that in the end, they would still be unable to escape death.

"Time is not waiting!" A monk above his head who was about to enter the black vortex with a flying sword, with a wave of his big hand, the five array flags on the stone platform on the ground rose to the sky, fell into his hand in the blink of an eye, turned around and disappeared into the black vortex without hesitation.

Xue Wuxi, who had a calm face, raised his head, stared at the sharp shrinkage of the black vortex, and was about to close, a trace of nervousness appeared in his eyes, and he raised his foot to kick Wanyue, who was hanging under the sword, down.

Yun Yao promptly dragged Wanyue up from below and placed her behind her back. is sandwiched between her and Yun Yan.

Xue Wuxian stared at Yun Yao with a blue face, her fingers moved slightly, it seemed that she had moved a real fire, and she would kick these three troublesome women down together at any time in the next moment.

"Let's go!" Yun Yan's figure moved slightly to the side, and pointed at the black vortex in the sky that was rapidly shrinking at Xue Wuxi.

She could tell from Xue Wuji's slightly discolored face that once the formation was closed and there was no formation flag in her hand, they would probably be left here.

If you want to go to the Cultivation Realm, you have to wait for another hundred years!

Yun Yan's timely interruption reminded Xue Wuxian of the time tension at the moment, and when he turned around, he inadvertently swept towards the breeze and inadvertently lifted the seven-colored flower covered by Yun Yao's forehead bangs, remembering the solemn command of the master, holding back his anger, and controlling the flying sword straight towards the black whirlpool.

The speed is fast, and the flying sword seems to break through the space.

The breeze suddenly turned into a peak wind, almost blowing Yun Yao and the others off the flying sword, causing Wanyue to scream in fright.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the purple jade worn by Yun Yao's neck emitted a dazzling light shield and covered it with no trace of snow, instantly isolated from the peak wind.

Xue Wuxian turned around again, glanced at Yun Yao unexpectedly, and recognized at a glance that the purple jade glowing around her neck was actually a top-grade spiritual weapon!

Even with his Jindan stage cultivation, the only high-grade spiritual weapon on his body is the flying sword under his feet! This is still his natal magic weapon!

A small Qi refining period and being in the mortal realm, even if you have a low-grade magic weapon, it is a luxury, let alone a spiritual weapon? It's still top-grade!

Could it be that she is the new disciple of this session, and the head master has taken a fancy to the pre-accepted disciples?

"The wealth is not exposed, you better put it away!"

Yun Yao;???????

"If you accidentally lose your life one day, you also brought it on yourself!" Xue Wuxian speaks sharply, mixed with a hint of jealousy. The warning eyes glanced at the young man in Tsing Yi who was standing at the back of the flying sword, and he didn't see his eyes showing greed and other abnormal colors, and he was slightly relieved.

Wan Yue was already sitting on the flying sword at this moment, sandwiched between Yun Yao and Yun Yan, and hugged one of Yun Yao's legs.

So Yun Yan, who was standing at the back, saw at a glance what Xue Wuxian was referring to. Although his tone was sharp, there was no greed in his eyes, but a kind reminder.

Yun Yan reached out and tugged at Yun Yao's arm, pointing to the purple jade she was wearing around her neck.