readx; "Who?" Outside the Ziyang Palace, seeing Yang Yifeng and his party suddenly appear, one of the middle-aged men with his temples bulging high asked in a deep voice. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Senior, we are the disciples of Elder Qingfeng of the West Gate, tonight the Sword Sect, the Dao Sect and the Hidden Sect jointly rebelled, the Five Finger Peak has been broken by them, and now the head of the family is taking all the masters to block their attack in the palm peak. On the orders of the head of the family and the master, a few of us came to take Simon Wuya forward. Yang Yifeng clenched his fists and said to the eighteen Qi Sect masters.

"Without a warrant from the head of the family, no one can enter the Ziyang Palace, let alone take Ximen Wuya away." The middle-aged man said with a cold expression.

"This head of the family has explained, and I also brought the warrant of the head of the house, please take a look." Yang Yifeng reached into his arms and took out a token and walked towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man hesitated, due to the lack of light outside the hall, he only saw that Yang Yifeng had a token in his hand, but he couldn't be sure if it was the order of the head of the family, and waved his hand to signal the two subordinates to take the token.

Two people walked out from behind him, walking towards Yang Yifeng, the three met halfway, one of them suddenly saw Yang Yifeng showing a weird smile, slightly stunned, the token handed out by Yang Yifeng flew out like lightning and hit the face door of the person next to him, and his five fingers became claws, which had locked the other party's neck, and the five fingers were forced, and the gabba broke the person's neck.

At the same time as Yang Yifeng made his move, Feixue and Yan Dong and the others had already ejected their bodies, and a strong fist wind blasted towards the Qi Sect master in front of the door.

Turning around and slapping his whip leg, he kicked the Qi Sect master who was injured in the face of the door away, Yang Yifeng grabbed the fireworks token that fell to the ground, and his body flashed sharply, and he had already arrived in front of the middle-aged man.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man's face changed greatly, and the long sword behind his back came out of its sheath, piercing Yang Yifeng's heart, and asked coldly at the same time.

"The one who killed you." Yang Yifeng's cold voice sounded in the ears of the middle-aged man, and the punch that came first hit the opponent's chest, and there was a sound of bones shattering, and the middle-aged man vomited blood, and his body flew upside down.

Looking at the eighteen Qi Sect masters who were attacked and killed by Yang Yifeng and others in an instant, Ximen Xiaoya came back to his senses, calmed down his shocked emotions, and shouted at Yang Yifeng: "Wuya is in the wing room behind the palace, Yang Yifeng, go and save her." ”

Yang Yifeng and Feixue's figures jumped up, like two meteors streaked across the night, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At this time, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the hall, and Yan Dong and the others smiled at each other and walked into the hall door with a murderous face.

"Who?" Outside the wing, two middle-aged women with their hair in buns, wearing robes, and cold faces saw Yang Yifeng flying down, both of their long swords unsheathed, and snorted coldly.

Yang Yifeng smiled slightly, took out the fireworks order again, looked at the two women and said, "I am Yang Yifeng, the fireworks messenger, who came to rescue Ximen Wuya, you should be from the hidden door, right?" ”

The two women stared at the fireworks for a moment, and then they both bent down and were about to kneel, but they felt a huge force supporting them.

"No need to be polite, take me to Simon Wuya at once." Yang Yifeng glanced at the flying snow that then flew down, and instructed the two incognito female disciples.

"The envoy of Ximen is in the room, and the envoy Yang can go in by himself." The two female disciples of the Hidden Sect glanced at each other, and one of them smiled.

"Go in, we're here on guard." Feixue saw Yang Yifeng looking at her, smiled and nodded.

Yang Yifeng's heart was warm, she naturally knew that Feixue was creating a chance for herself and Ximen Wuya to be alone, and Ximen Wuya, who was thinking about it at night, would definitely talk about the pain of lovesickness after seeing her, she was embarrassed to spoil the atmosphere.

Pushing open the door, a refreshing fragrance of flowers came to the nostrils, and under the bright light, a beautiful girl in a white dress was standing not far from the door, with tears of excitement flashing in her beautiful big eyes, and she couldn't take her eyes off Yang Yifeng who walked in.

Looking deeply at the girl with a haggard face and a much thinner body, Yang Yifeng felt pity in his heart, stepped forward with slightly sour eyes, and said softly: "Wuya, I'm here." ”

"Yifeng, I'm not dreaming, am I? Are you really here? Two tears slipped from the corners of Ximen Wuya's eyes, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she asked in a choked tone.

Yang Yifeng took a deep breath and faced Ximen Wuya again, only then did he know that he had already left a girl's shadow in his heart, although the two had never expressed love for each other, but at this moment, only Ximen Wuya's cold and beautiful face was left in his eyes.

"You're not dreaming, I'm right in front of you, forgive me for coming to you for so long, and in this life, I won't let anyone hurt you again." Yang Yifeng looked at Ximen Wuya with gentle eyes, and his voice was soft and full of self-blame.

"Yifeng-" Ximen Wuya couldn't restrain her feelings anymore, and with a bang, tears flew towards Yang Yifeng, rushed into the boy's open arms, and hugged the man in front of him tightly.

"I miss you, I miss you so much, I thought I would never see you again in this life, I wasn't sure if you would come to save me, I wasn't sure if you would like me, every day I recalled the scenes we experienced in Death Island, in the castle of England, as if you were by my side, Yifeng, I never told you, but I can't deceive myself, I love you so much, I won't be happy in my life without you." Ximen Wuya snuggled in Yang Yifeng's arms emotionally, with tears in his eyes, and told his love with a pretty face.

Hugging the beauty in his arms tightly, Yang Yifeng gazed at the girl's beautiful face gently, listened to the girl's loving words in his ears, without any words, lowered his head and kissed Ximen Wuya's sweet red lips.

Ximen Wuya's body suddenly tensed, her brain was blank, and happiness came too quickly, which caught her off guard. Immersed in the hot kiss of the beloved man, he responded jerkyly, writhing his moving delicate body, and seemed to crush himself into Yang Yifeng's arms.

After the kiss full of tenderness and sweetness, Yang Yifeng wiped away the tears on Ximen Wuya's face, looked at the girl's delicate and happy face, and said softly: "Wuya, we are leaving, tonight is not peaceful, the battle ahead must be very fierce, we have to help." ”

"Well, Yifeng, thank you for bringing someone to help us clean up the portal." Ximen Wuya came back to his senses from the sweetness and nodded with a blushing face.

"Silly woman, you are the woman I Yang Yifeng likes, helping you is what I should, if you want to repay, promise to be my woman." Stroking the woman's beautiful face, Yang Yifeng laughed.

"Look at your performance, I want to be my Ximen Wuya man, there is only one person in this world, a villain who secretly stole my heart, a flower-hearted ghost." Ximen Wuya pushed Yang Yifeng away softly, glanced at the boy with a teasing look in his eyes, pointed to the door and whispered, "Feixue is outside, right?" I just heard her voice. ”

"It's not that I don't know each other, and it's not that I see my in-laws, you are all my Yang Yifeng's women, you can exchange feelings in advance." Yang Yifeng reached out and grabbed Ximen Wuya, and walked out with an evil smile.

"Wuya, I'm so glad to see you. This scoundrel didn't bully you just now, did he? Your eyes are so red, have you ever cried? Outside the door, seeing the shy and delicate Ximen Wuya being pulled out by Yang Yifeng, Feixue asked with a narrow smile.

"Blizzard, you're here to make fun of me, too. I didn't cry, it was the sand in my eyes, give it back to you, this scoundrel has nothing to do with me. Ximen Wuya pushed Yang Yifeng away, blushing and twisting.

"Really? I've heard someone say that I love someone, but did I hear it wrong? Blizzard teased again.

"Ahh You actually overheard us talking, Feixue, you broke through the innate realm? Ximen Wuya looked at Feixue in surprise, although she was ashamed of herself, but she was surprised to know that Feixue was already a congenital master.

"It's just that there is something surprising about the innate realm, someone you love is a martial saint master, with him to help you, it won't be long before you will break through." Blizzard chuckled.

Ximen Wuya was so shocked that her mouth opened wide, and she looked at Yang Yifeng in disbelief, only to find that she couldn't detect any breath from Yang Yifeng at all, there is only one explanation for this, Yang Yifeng's skills are much higher than him now.

"Okay, two wives, don't flirt with me in front of the two hidden sisters, I will be laughed at, and I will be embarrassed. Sweetly, let's save it until it's not too late when there's no one. Yang Yifeng hugged the two girls with his hands, and said with an evil smile.

"I hate it, who flirted with you, it's important to get down to business, we should go." The two women scolded Yang Yifeng in unison, and then smiled at each other, leaving Yang Yifeng, who had a wry smile, both floated up and disappeared into the darkness.