This hot-skinned woman, looking at the anti-void trapped array, looked frightened, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, as if she remembered something.

How is it possible, the anti-void trapped array, could it be that he is a disciple of Lord Yangyun?

"Xue'er, who is this girl, you haven't introduced it to me yet?" Jian Fengyun came back to his senses and said to the girl beside him with a light smile.

He could feel the extraordinary aura on this woman's body, and her strength should not be lower than that of the True Spirit Realm.

Xue'er's big eyes blinked, "Young Master, this is Mentor Yunmengluo of Dongyang Dao Academy, brought by Sister Jing'er!" ”

Yun Mengluo didn't greet Jian Fengyun as he imagined, and looked at Jian Fengyun with an urgent gaze.

"Where did you learn this formation!"

"Girl, how do you know that I learned this formation, so it can't be my own creation?" A look of vigilance flashed in Jian Fengyun's eyes.

The Anti-Void Trap Formation was originally a formation created by him in his previous life, and he had made a lot of contributions to him, but this formation he had only passed on to his fourth disciple, Yangyun Shengjun, and ordinary people didn't even know the name at all.

He was wary of Yun Mengluo, if she recognized her identity and revealed it to the enemies of the Ten Thousand Domains in her previous life, she would lose more than she gained.

"The Anti-Void Trap Array is unparalleled, how can you create it, except for Lord Yangyun in the world today, no one will, are you a disciple of Lord Yangyun?" Yun Mengluo looked at Jian Fengyun with burning eyes.

It seemed that he wanted to see something from Jian Fengyun's face.

It's a pity that her wish was disappointed, Jian Fengyun's face was calm, his eyes were clear and clean, like a young man who had just been ignorant, and he couldn't see anything at all.

"Yangyun?" Jian Fengyun's pupils shrank slightly, and then a hint of doubt deliberately appeared in his eyes, "Who is the Yang Yun you are talking about, I don't know, this formation is just something I accidentally got from a white-clothed powerhouse, not that Yang Yun!" ”

"The strong man in white!" Yun Mengluo muttered, and his eyes suddenly lost concentration.

Could it be him, the adult?

That adult didn't die?

Jian Fengyun's casual words instantly made her heart surge, and her thoughts were full of thoughts.

"Fatty, throw this group out in a moment, remember to take down the storage bag!" Jian Fengyun turned to Wang Chuyuan, who was already stunned on the side.

"Oh, yes Boss!" Wang Chuyuan's voice was sluggish, and his gaze was still directly on the woman's body.

"Cher, let's go!" Jian Fengyun took the white little hand of the girl beside him, and then said lightly.

As I walked, I thought about it in my heart.

Who is this woman, why did he feel the aura outside the Qingyun Domain just now.

This breath seemed to have awakened after a long silence, familiar and unfamiliar, and for a while I couldn't even remember that it was the breath of the force in my previous life.

"Young Master, what are you thinking?" The girl on the side looked at the sword storm and spoke.

"I didn't think about anything, I just wanted to see if my Xue'er's cultivation had improved these days?" Sword Wind Clouds

"Young Master, are you thinking about the clansmen of the Sword Family?" The girl said suddenly.

Looking at Jian Fengyun's light and breezy expression, the girl's eyes darkened and said.

"Why did Cher ask that?" Jian Fengyun frowned and said.

"Those bad guys are all here for Xue'er, Brother Jianshan, Brother Jianhe died to protect me, and the young master was also injured for Xue'er, all blame Xue'er for not having enough strength, Xue'er ...... Cher ......" the girl said as she choked up with tears in her eyes.

The girl's appearance was pitiful, and tears welled up like a spring in her clear eyes, as if she wanted to release all the guilt that had been pressed in her heart for a month.

"The young master doesn't blame you, in the young master's heart, Xue'er will always be the most important, don't think nonsense!" Jian Fengyun stepped forward and took the girl into his arms.

He could feel that the aura on the girl's body was a lot stronger, but he didn't expect her to feel so guilty in his heart

"Young master, Xue'er wants to avenge her clansmen, Brother Jianshan, and Brother Jianhe, but Xue'er is very useless, and it took a month to break through a small realm......"

Lying in Jian Fengyun's arms, the girl felt unprecedented solidity.

Tears wet the placket of Jian Fengyun's chest.

"Don't worry, I will avenge the revenge of the sword family, Xue'er don't think so much, as long as you are happy, the young master will do other things, Dan Yuanzong, Qingyun Sword Family, I will not let go of any of them!"

Jian Fengyun hugged the girl's slender waist and comforted.

The girl cried and cried, and even closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Looking at the tearful lines on the broken face of the person in his arms, the lines were eye-catching.

Jian Fengyun's gaze gradually cooled, the Sword family had suffered heavy losses a month ago, and Xue'er felt even more guilty for it.

As you can imagine, Cher must have spent this month in endless torment.

Thinking of the forbidden spells used by Xue'er in her previous life to save herself, she was willing to bear the punishment of heaven.

In an instant, Jian Fengyun hugged the person in his arms tightly, and a touch of pity in his heart was revealed.

"Xue'er, in this life, I will do my best to protect you, what martial arts, what become a god, go to death!" Jian Fengyun muttered.

"If your master hears this, I'm afraid he will be very disappointed, right?"

A light woman's voice rang out.

Jian Fengyun's eyes froze, and he turned around and saw a graceful figure standing behind him.

Yun Mengluo!

His Great Emperor's spiritual sense didn't even notice that someone was approaching, this Yun Mengluo was not an ordinary person.

"I don't have a master, but you, how can I do it, what does it have to do with you?" Jian Fengyun said in a cold tone.

"Hehe, martial arts is the lifelong pursuit of martial artists in the world, the man in white who passed on your formation, named Jian Fengyun, is the supreme in the world, he passed on your formation, you are counted as his disciple, now, you want to give up martial arts for a woman, if your master knows it, he will regret preaching with you!"

Yun Mengluo looked at Jian Fengyun with a serious face.

"Stupid!" The corners of Jian Fengyun's mouth twitched slightly, and he said.

After speaking, he hugged the girl in his arms and walked away directly, not caring about Yunmeng Luoqing's face.

"Damn, how could that lord preach to such a person!" Yunmeng Luobei's teeth clucked, and he said with hatred.

Jian Fengyun returned to his courtyard and settled Xue'er.

At this time, Yao Thirteen and Wang Chuyuan had already returned.

In the courtyard, under the evergreen willows

"Boss, there are five storage bags in total, and there are a lot of things!" Wang Chuyuan said with a look of wealth and confusion.

"Well, by the way, what about the people of the Sword Family, why didn't I see any of them?" Jian Fengyun spoke.

"Oh, the head of the Jian family took the people of the family to the Yu family to take stock of the property a few days ago, and the Yu family has fallen, and their property should naturally belong to the Jian family." Wang Chuyuan said.

Jian Fengyun nodded,

"Master, the county king asked me to ask you, when will you treat the little county lord?" Yao Thirteen on the side seized the opportunity to speak.

"You tell him that in three days, I will go to the Beiban Palace to detoxify the little county lord, you prepare these things, and go with me in three days!" Jian Fengyun took out a piece of medicine paper, wrote the names of some spiritual materials, and handed it to the medicine thirteen.

"Yes!" Medicine Thirteen responded lightly.