Ye Qingyue threw Zhang Laohan aside, sat on the top of the reef, faced the faint sea breeze, and turned her head to look at Zhang Laohan.

"What should I do with you now?"

The old man's face had regained its blood color, and since the little girl hadn't killed him directly, things had taken a turn for the better. He grinned and said indifferently: "The old man just tried to marry, and the girl can't kill people, right?" Although the in-laws can't do it, there's no need to be enemies, right? ”

Asking for a marriage? In-laws?

Ye Qingyue smiled lightly: "Daoyou also said to let me make three moves, but what is the result?" When he moved, he didn't even make a move. I can't believe your words. Besides, the Tao is a strong dragon that does not suppress the head snake, in the end, it is on the one acre and three points of land of the Taoist friend, and the Taoist friend wants me to rest assured, how can you give me some reliable sincerity? ”

Zhang Laohan shook his beard, this girl looks small, but her mind is not small.

"What sincerity does the girl want?"

Ye Qingyue raised her hand and pinned a wisp of green silk raised by the sea breeze behind her ear, flicked her fingertips a few times, and added a few prohibitions to Zhang Laohan: "Why don't you start talking about it from the identity of a Taoist friend?" I heard that Daoyou has been holding up the ship here for decades? ”

The old man was a little sorry, why didn't this marriage come about? What a man his nephew! Could it be because this girl hadn't seen it with her own eyes? He had to find an opportunity to arrange for his nephew to meet the girl.

"The old man's surname is Zhang, he is a member of the Zhang family on Bixing Island, and he has a daughter who married into the Lan family on Yellow Crane Island. The old man has indeed been here for decades. This Hongchen experience is also a practice. ”

Ye Qingyue heard Lan Chang'an mention that Bixing Island is the second largest island in Bailuzhou, there is a small spiritual vein on the island, and the Zhang family is also a well-known family.

"Lan Chang'an, is he from the Lan family?"

"Yes, his mother is also from the Zhang family, and later, because of an incident, she left the family."

Ye Qingyue understood: "Don't hide it, I am a person from the Qingran Continent who happened to be here by chance, can Daoist friends let me go back?" ”

Zhang Laohan's eyes rolled: "Is this this?" The old man had no choice, and if he wanted to cross the sea, he could only ask the people of the Qing family and the Lan family for a ferry ticket. How about I, then, take you to my nephew? The old man can swear that he will never force the girl. ”

Ye Qingyue thought for a while: "It's okay, you leave an address for me, and if I need it, I will definitely look for you." ”

Zhang Laohan hurriedly made a demon oath, and gave Ye Qingyue an address, Ye Qingyue raised the rattan in his hand, untied the prohibition on him, threw the person onto the boat, and followed himself: "In this way, I have to trouble my husband to send me to Yellow Crane Island!" ”

Zhang Laohan rubbed his numb hands and feet, resigned himself to picking up the oars, in the faint mist, the boat was like a new willow, passing through the milky white light yarn.

Zhang Laohan was not dead yet, and inquired about Ye Qingyue's origin along the way.

Ye Qingyue didn't hear it and didn't answer.

Jinsha is a loose practice that lives on Yellow Crane Island. He is twelve years old this year, and he is a third-level cultivator in the Qi refining period. His parents and an elder brother are both on an errand in Qingfu, he is young, his cultivation is not enough, and his qualifications are not very good, and from time to time he works as a tour guide on the island to entertain guests and earn some pocket money.

As usual, he left the house early, hiding in the tall coconut trees, facing the vast sea and the flushed morning sun through the oily green leaves.

The sea breeze blows in with a damp humidity, and it's the most comfortable time of the day. He squinted, wanting to sleep for a while, when he suddenly sat up straight again. Like a dexterous monkey, he jumps off a tree.

A flat boat, from the junction of the sea and the sky, bathed in the glow, floated leisurely.

Supporting the boat is Zhang Laohan, a person he knows and has taken care of his business more than once.

"Jin family boy, there is a deal on the door!"

Jinsha thanked him and smiled at the patron who jumped ashore.

It was a woman with a veil, and Xiu didn't really see it for him, and his intuition should be very young.

Beneath your feet is a thin, soft light red sandy beach, and the road not far away is paved with red sand. Ye Qingyue's eyes unconsciously revealed a little novelty.

"Is it the first time the fairy has come to Yellow Crane Island?" Sands asked. Yellow Crane Island is thousands of miles in circumference, and the whole is distributed in a regular pentagon, and the beach on each side has a different color. Therefore, Yellow Crane Island is also known as the Five Colors Island. First-time visitors are always curious about the coloured sand.

Ye Qingyue nodded and said, "I heard that there is a mission hall on the island, you can take me to see it!" ”

The golden sand should go down and lead the way in front.

The houses passed along the way are different from Yanxia Island. Here, it's a world of sand and stone. According to Jinsha, the road here is made of sand mixed with the sap of a tree called the leaching tree, which is very sticky and mixed with colorful sand to make solid bricks and tiles and build a hard road.

Jin Sha stopped at the door of a lively hall: "Fairy, this is it!" ”

Ye Qingyue handed over a low-grade spirit stone, and with the crowd of people coming and going, she walked into the hall paved with blue and red sandstone.

There were people coming and going in the main hall, almost all of them were disciples in the Qi refining period. The monks who built the foundation were on Yellow Crane Island, and they could get the name of an elder. Naturally, they will not go to the mission hall to take on these tasks that are far from disproportionate.

A wide variety of tasks and rewards are hung high on the wall. A group of late-stage Qi Refining Stage disciples dressed in cyan or blue clothes came and went, distributing, or accepting quests, and at the same time, accepting completed quest items.

Ye Qingyue noticed a long white-clothed figure at a glance, Qing Luofeng.

She approached the man in white and saw him hand a quest card to a monk in a green shirt. After a while, the task was hung out: to find the requiem grass.

Requiem grass is a third-order elixir. It's not so much a grass as a seaweed. They usually live on the bottom of the sea, but they are not ordinary. They are often accompanied by a huge sea beast called the Ice Mussel. Even in Tianyin City, requiem grass is hard to find.

As soon as the task card is hung out, there is very little interest.

A monk was tempted, and was immediately persuaded by the people around him: "That's a mangrove forest, and the monks in the foundation building period may not be able to save their lives, what's the use of giving more spirit stones?" ”

Qing Luofeng's face was calm, and he was anxious in his heart, when he suddenly heard a woman transmitting to him: "I may be able to help you, can you take a step to speak." ”

Without hesitation, he immediately walked out of the main hall and walked towards a teahouse.

Ye Qingyue followed closely behind and followed Qing Luofeng into a private room.

"Thirteen, you're there too?"

Qing Luofeng was about to step into the door, when a private room next to him suddenly opened, and a young man in a blue shirt walked out of the door with a handsome man in a blue shirt.

"Sixteen, Lan Qigongzi?" Qing Luofeng greeted.

Ye Qingyue also recognized it, Tsing Yi was Qing Chu, and the person behind him had a cold expression, but he was already a foundation building period monk.

Ye Qingyue didn't speak, and the momentum in the early stage of foundation building on her body was never hidden.

"Thirteenth brother, Lan Qi is what I found to find the requiem grass, and so is this senior?" He pointed at Ye Qingyue.

Ye Qingyue nodded: "Since the two Daoists are also here for this, why don't we sit together?" ”

Several people did not object.