Even if she couldn't let it go anymore, Ye Shenyuan was still gone, in fact, his girl was not as fragile as he thought, and she preferred to deal with these things by herself.

Ye Ling watched Ye Shenyuan step out of the house, the gentleness that was originally facing her disappeared in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it was the one who everyone was familiar with, the powerful, domineering, ruthless and ruthless Blood Evil King!

Just when Ye Shenyuan left the Cloud Sword Sect and entered the Central Empire, a certain master's momentum changed suddenly.

"Bring it on." Ye Shenyuan's voice was faint, and he couldn't hear his emotions.

In front of the powerful Night King, the man in black who was calling for wind and rain outside, was so frightened at this time that he didn't even dare to raise his eyes to look at the Night King. After receiving the order, the man in black respectfully withdrew. It didn't take long for him to bring people over.

Ye Shenyuan sat on a high throne, he was condescending, and his eyes looked at the man in black coldly.

This man in black was the force he had sent out to find the secret man.

Next to the man in black was a ragged, inhuman-like monk.

Ye Shenyuan's red lips were like blood, magnificent and evil pigtails, deep eyes were bloodthirsty, anger was condensed, and his handsome face was covered with thick ice, and he said coldly: "Who gave you the courage to dare to make up your mind about the woman of this king?" ”

Ye Shenyuan's eyes were filled with a thick aura of slaughter, and his body was shrouded in a layer of isolated condensed frost. The sleeves of his shirt were raised, and a sharp palm wind passed, and the monk's body flew backwards abruptly, and when he struggled to get up, a stream of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth: "That's it, this king is not interested in listening to you, since you dare to touch the king's people, then you should die!" ”

The cold glow and murderous aura in the Night King's dark golden eyes made everyone's hearts tremble, and the powerful coercion was only in an instant, the monk's eyes widened in shock, and he was extremely shocked, so that a monk was cut into countless pieces without even having a chance to struggle, and even the Yuan Ying was shattered inch by inch! And the main hall is a living purgatory on earth!

"Wind one." His eyes were strangely deep, unusually cold, and unfathomable.

"Your Highness." In the dark, the wind suddenly appeared, and saluted respectfully.

The corners of the Night King's perfectly curved lips had a bewitching bloodthirsty coldness: "During the King's retreat, protect Ling Yatou, if she is damaged in the slightest, you don't have to come back." ”

"Yes." Feng Yiyi's eyes were cold, and after receiving the will, it disappeared in an instant.

……

On the other side, the Cloud Sky Sword Sect's Boundless Peak Canghai Pavilion.

A young man in a crescent moon white brocade robe is as warm as jade, clean and dust-free, like a nine-fold snow color, a clear breeze and bright moon, and a black jade chess piece in his white and slender hand, lined with a more breezy fairy, is playing against himself.

The delicate girl on the side lazily supported her forehead with one hand and lay on the edge of the chessboard.

"How long does the little junior sister want to stay in the sect this time?" Zhao Zilan's voice is clear and beautiful, and his eyebrows are even more picturesque.

"Why do you ask?" The corners of Ye Ling's mouth twitched, as if she was almost not in the sect, although it was a fact.

Zhao Zilan implied a shallow smile of doting, gentle and elegant, and his eyes were picturesque, and the meaning of the expression was clear.

"Ahem...... Ye Ling coughed twice in embarrassment, but still laughed: "About January, after a month, I will go to make a promise at the request of someone." ”

One month, half a year came as scheduled, and the demon seed in the main body of the Hidden Pavilion had not yet been controlled, before going to that empty city, she had to refine an elixir that allowed him to shield his five senses and resemble a dead corpse, otherwise entering the ghost city, once the demon seed lost control, the consequences would be serious.

She can do this by herself, Shen Yuan is in retreat now, and probably won't know about it.

Zhao Zilan turned his head to look at Ye Ling, and landed on that beautiful little face, and his eyes moved away, since he was going to an appointment, the little junior sister must not want to walk with others.

"Be careful all the way." His voice was indifferent and quiet, and something quietly disappeared from his clear spring-like eyes.

Ye Ling's long eyelashes blinked, playful and smart: "Senior Brother Cheng Jiyan." ”

When the words fell, Zhao Zilan wore a crescent white robe, his posture was elegant, his steps seemed to be leisurely, unhurried, and he slowly walked away.

Ye Ling watched Zhao Zilan walk away step by step, and sighed in his heart, sure enough, Gongzi Ruyu is not said in vain, such a person is like a breeze and a bright moon, pleasing to the eye.

"Little junior sister!!" From far and near, a white figure came with a familiar and ruffian voice. 600

"You've been out for a few months, do you miss me?" When Mo Shiyi spoke, a pair of peach blossom eyes were seductive, his eyebrows were raised, and his tone was flamboyant.

Ye Ling glanced at him lazily, and his mouth was amazed: "What kind of wind blew Senior Brother Eleventh here?" ”

Mo Shiyi stopped at a distance of three steps from Ye Ling, looked at Ye Ling seriously, and said quite innocently and uninhibitedly: "Naturally, I miss my little junior sister." ”

The corners of Ye Ling's mouth slightly hooked a trace of arc, lazy and evil: "Senior brother thinks I will believe it?" ”

"Well, these days when the little junior sister is away, this sect is really boring." Mo Shiyi looked at Ye Ling and chuckled, shrugging helplessly.

Ye Ling looked at the fun in his eyes flashing, and then listened to the voice and the tone that was soft, and suddenly felt a chill, and rolled his eyes rarely.

Mo Shiyi was looking at Ye Ling, and when he saw her rolling her eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and his laughter became even more wanton.

"Why didn't you see Senior Brother Mu Chen?" Ye Ling smiled casually and spoke plainly.

Mo Shiyi smiled handsomely, was in a good mood, and winked at Ye Ling: "Little junior sister won't think that the five peaks of the clouds are the same as the endless peaks?" It's only your master, an old urchin, who is like herding sheep all over the mountains, and he doesn't care about farts except for passing down exercises and major events? ”

"The other four peaks are very strict with their descendants, and Senior Brother Mu Chen, I am afraid that they have been in retreat for half a year now, and so far, they have not yet been released." Mo Shiyi's words were slow, with schadenfreude in every word.

"Then why is Senior Brother still hanging outside? I remember that Elder Aoki didn't seem to be so easy to talk to? Ye Ling rolled his eyes and said, "As for my master, Wuyafeng uses him to worry about?" Senior Brother Zilan still uses people to supervise? As for me......"

Ye Ling had bad intentions and smiled wickedly: "Senior Brother Eleventh is also in the late stage of foundation building now......

Hearing this, Mo Shiyi choked, his face was pale, and he gritted his teeth a little: "The little junior sister is still as sharp as ever. ”

Speaking of which, he really wanted to beat his chest secretly! How did this Boundless Peak cultivate from old to young! An old impropriety brings out a small impropriety, and one or two are like eating growth agents! It's just that from top to bottom, not only is the cultivation amazing, but this verbal effort is even more unforgiving!

A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Ling's mouth: "Thank you Senior Brother for the compliment." ”

Mo Shiyi held his breath in his heart, he couldn't go up or down, and his face turned dark to the end: "Little junior sister, didn't you learn this temperament from your master?" ”

"Isn't my master virtuous enough?" Ye Ling raised his eyebrows.

"Did you learn that from your father? Is your dad illiterate? Why didn't he teach you what a woman's gentleness is? The green tendons between Mo Shiyi's foreheads jumped, and there were black lines on his head.

"My father's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of them are clear, and the wind is upright." Ye Ling said lightly.

The corners of Mo Shiyi's mouth twitched: "Is it difficult to learn from your grandfather?" ”

The corners of Ye Ling's mouth rose and teased: "If my grandfather is old and not serious, he can't teach my father such an elegant and funny beautiful man." ”

Mo Shiyi gave her a look of contempt: "Little junior sister, it seems that you have a genetic mutation here." ”

Ye Ling's white-skinned and petite five fingers brushed the broken hair around his ears, and he smiled evilly and slyly: "That's not it, to my genius evolution, to senior brother...... Isn't it degraded back again? ”

"Senior Sister Ye!" Mo Shiyi seemed to grind his teeth.

"What advice does Senior Brother have?" Ye Ling was still smiling, she found that teasing her senior brother was actually quite interesting.

Mo Shiyi took a deep breath, seemed to have some myocardial infarction, and turned around decisively, as if there was a ghost behind him, the white brocade robe was like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, a streamer disappeared in the boundless peak, until he left, it seemed that there was a cool wind behind him.

Is this called anger? Or myocardial infarction?

She blinked, winked again. Suddenly I burst out laughing! The more you think about it, the funnier it gets. A pair of eyes almost narrowed into a slit, and finally stopped laughing, but the eyebrows and eyes were still smiling.

Ye Ling stretched his waist, and said comfortably and easily: "Sure enough, it's boring to add some seasonings to the day, isn't it ......"

Suddenly, an inky dot in the distance came quickly, sharp and angular, and a bird stopped in front of her in an instant.

Ye Ling's eyebrows rose, and his eyes crossed the dark light, this is the Ink Pavilion's Organ Xuanniao? With silver light flowing throughout, runes all over it, and small and exquisite, this bird's secrecy can be said to be the safest messenger in the entire continent.