"Young master-" took a step forward along the water, choked up, and looked, I lost a lot of weight in a few days.

Yan Siming took a step back uncomfortably, his master was wrapped in that black sweatshirt all the year round, half of his face was buried in the black shadow, he really couldn't tell if he was thin or not, and he didn't know how Shunshui who stayed with the young master all day and night could see it.

Even if you say it yourself, you have to go round no matter what.

Shunshui immediately glared at Yan Siming, speak, the young master has already come out, do you still want the young master to ask you?

Yan Siming didn't dare to say it, this news was half-true and half-false, and the matter from the fairy world to the mortal world was true, but not a month ago, but in recent days, so it didn't have anything to do with any conspiracy theories at all.

He also felt very strange when he received this news, this immortal world is now in full swing, where do you remember the little mortal world, and their small immortal gate.

As soon as Yan Siming heard the news, his first instinct was that he had heard it wrong, the fairy world, the real upper fairy world? He has never disdained to come to the mortal world, but even if he comes to the mortal world, he will not come to the mortal world with such an immortal gate as him.

Today's immortal realm is in charge of Jingxing Immortal Venerable, and their young master still has such an inexplicable embarrassing thing, how can they not come to this mortal world, and let their immortal sect find traces.

The fact is that in the past few hundred years, the immortal world, not to mention the mortal world, even their immortal sect, has not looked at it once.

Naturally, it is not excluded that the disciples who guard the immortal gate have little cultivation time and have never seen the real immortal world, so they naturally have the possibility of being wrong.

Yan Siming also felt that this might be the biggest, but now, it was a top excuse.

"Young Master, don't worry, the enchantment here is definitely ......"

The eyes hidden in the big hat of the sweatshirt suddenly raised, and the cold gaze shot towards Yan Siming, like a tiger out of the mountain seeing its prey, bloody and red, and immediately drowned Yan Siming's already smooth brain cells.

And the next moment, the eyes turned away uncomfortably and hastily, and his body tilted slightly, not even wanting to face Yan Siming.

Yan Siming immediately suspected that he was definitely dazzled just now, and the young man in front of him was like a lazy, unseen, and timid cat at the moment.

"The subordinates feel that this matter is not as simple as it seems, maybe it really has something to do with the fairy world-" Yan Siming said cautiously.

"So there's something wrong with the barrier?" The young man's words were not sharp, but he suddenly made the second half of Yan Siming's words stuck in his throat.

Damn, slap yourself in the face.

He said that when he talked to the young master, he would definitely be frightened to death.

"Young Master, the energy of the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond required for your soul repair technique cannot be hidden, maybe it ......"

The boy didn't speak, and he thought of it too.

However, three hundred years later, that wicked man has not done anything, how can he now focus on this matter again, and he is not afraid of tarnishing his reputation again?

No way.

But it is the only reason that can be explained.

"Young master, whatever? The most important thing now is that Miss Chu's safety is the most important, and if you can't retreat like this, it is very unfavorable in the current situation. Moreover, since there is such speculation, we must be wary of the fairy world......"

The young man's body was shocked, and his eyes looked fixedly ahead.

Shunshui frowned and wondered, Yan Siming, you were here as soon as you arrived in the mortal world, and you haven't seen Miss Chu yet, how do you know-

Besides, Miss Chu has never taken care of the young master very much, especially when she wakes up this time......

Shunshui uneasily pulled the corner of Yan Siming's clothes.

"Xianmen—" The boy spoke slowly, but timidly and unfamiliarly, especially when talking about something he was not familiar with.

Yan Siming was immediately grateful, young master, it's hard for you to remember the name of Xianmen, it's not easy, it's been so many years, it's not easy.

"Young master, don't worry, our immortal sect will never let go of any news about the fairy world, and we will definitely guarantee the safety of Miss Chu." Yan Siming immediately assured, yes, the purpose of their immortal gate is to protect Miss Chu, otherwise, this immortal gate is not worth it in the eyes of the young master.

"Hmm-" The young master's head hidden in the black hat nodded slightly, and Yan Siming immediately straightened his waist.

Young master, since the Xianmen still has a little effect, have you seen some of the major events of the Xianmen?

Yan Siming immediately prepared to dig out his pocket, it was inconvenient for the fairy paper to be on his body, he still preferred the high-tech of the mortal world - the latest tablet. It's convenient, wouldn't it be better to take advantage of the young master's concern for Miss Chu and also have a few major events in the Immortal Gate.

"Miss Chu—"

Yan Siming shook his hand, and obviously felt the figure of the young man on his side shake, like a snail that had just poked its head out, and now shrank its tentacles and prepared to hide back in its shell.

Yan Siming didn't have time to move, just looked at the shadow in front of him, and the snail next to him that was about to shrink into the shell seemed to be forcibly lifted to the head.

Yan Siming's first reaction:

Miss Chu, your clothes are really not worthy of your temperament and identity.

He remembered that he had prepared a lot of clothes for Miss Chu that were very worthy of her temperament and taste, although no one was there, he Yan Siming did things without leakage.

Chu Xiyin didn't look at others either, Le Zheng was not much different from what she remembered, and even the clothes looked a little familiar. Therefore, even though Chu Xiyin had lost part of his memory and was very unfamiliar with this mortal world, he still recognized Le Zhengyouwei at first sight.

"Youwei, let's say something-"

As he spoke, he glanced at Shunshui and Yan Siming.

She doesn't know either of them, they should be from Xianmen. When he was in the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond, Chu Xiyin remembered that the people from Xianmen had come twice, and it seemed that Yan Siming was among them.

Shunshui glanced at his own young master, and saw that his own young master lowered his head, and he didn't feel that he wanted to speak consciously at all.

Yan Siming had already been accustomed to it, with the temper of the young master, he would not open his mouth at all if he could open it, and he would not open it when he wanted to open it, so he consciously retreated first.

Chu Xiyin breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't know how much the truth these two people knew, and it was safe to find out the bottom of this matter from Le Zheng Youwei first.

"You Wei-" Chu Xiyin didn't want to waste time, there were many things to do.

"Uh-" The man's reply was very quiet, barely burying his whole face in his hat, his hands clutching his cuffs, his body shaking slightly uneasily, as if he was anxious to escape from the hand that was lying on his shoulder, but he was afraid that the other party would notice, and he was not aware of it.

"Youwei, your guts are getting bigger and bigger......"

Le Zheng's body shook slightly, as if he was no longer afraid that his uneasiness would be discovered, but he didn't dare to raise his head, but his hands grabbed the cuffs more tightly.

She's angry, she's angry, she must be angry.

Chu Xiyin waited for a moment without waiting for Le Zhengyou to open his mouth slightly, and then sighed, what can he expect him to say? She knows Le Zheng Youwei's temperament better than anyone else, and in the Lost Mountain Imperial Pond for a hundred years, Le Zheng Youwei can only be close to her.

"Okay, I know you're here to save me, but, for such a big thing, you're not afraid of being exposed-" Chu Xiyin patted the shoulder that was grabbed by herself, and then touched it with some doubts, a little unexpectedly, this shoulder looked thin but not as thin as she imagined.

The young man suddenly felt that his shoulders were burning as if they were being burned by fire, spreading to his whole body, and his face was red along with the tips of his ears.

"From now on, though, you can't just go your own way." Chu Xiyin continued, she knew that Le Zheng was doing things from the beginning, and she must not have thought about it so much.