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Fu Xiujin in the courtyard had his back to them, dressed in a dark Yunshu brocade robe, tall and straight.

He turned around, his expression was cold and repulsive from thousands of miles away, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were not smiling, his cool lips were slightly open, and his gaze swept over them.

"Mr. Sima." He looked at the man in charge, and spoke very gently, without the slightest emotion in his voice.

"Master Fu, I believe you already know what happened, what the second master means is that this operation is not allowed to fail." The man known as Mr. Sima spoke in a deep voice with a solemn expression.

Fu Xiujin didn't answer, but turned his gaze to the rest of the people behind Mr. Sima, "In the past two days, people have been entering the city one after another, and their goal should be the same as ours, clean up and set off before dark." ”

His voice was low, revealing a majesty that fell on everyone's hearts, but no one dared to disobey it.

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At night, Feng Qingyan stood on the roof of the inn, looking at the stars in the sky, his fingers still pinching.

"It seems a little weird." She muttered to herself in confusion, looking at a twinkling star in the night sky, frowning slightly.

The orbit of that star was a bit difficult to figure out, and she usually didn't notice the star's existence, as if it had suddenly jumped out.

However, it does not represent some calamity, but a kind of heavenly opportunity that has been suddenly revealed, as if it represents something that has come to this world.

"...... in that direction"

Her gaze looked into the dark distance, and there was silence for a while, as if in thought.

"What's wrong?" Ye Yunshen reached out and gently hugged her from behind.

"Not a big deal." Feng Qingyan said casually, broke away from his hand, and took two steps forward.

However, Ye Yunshen pulled her back into his arms again, "It's windy at night, Yan'er should be careful, you are weak, it's better to be in the arms of this king, so as not to catch a cold again." ”

"......" Feng Qingyan was silent, but he didn't reach out and push him away again.

Ye Yunshen's head was buried in her neck, gently sniffing the girlish fragrance emanating from her body.

Although what he said just now was an excuse for him to hug her, he was not wrong.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the body of a cultivator is never too bad, and he usually does not commit minor illnesses such as being infected with wind and cold.

He didn't know how much Feng Qingyan's cultivation was, because she didn't use spiritual power, and her cultivation was difficult to see, but the strength should be relatively similar to him.

Since her strength is like this, it stands to reason that her body should not be bad, but for some reason, although she is strong, her body is very weak.

He also asked Yun Luo, and at that time Yun Luo only said that since Feng Qingyan was stupid, her health has not been good, and her body is often cold and sickly.

In the past two or three years, I have suffered from angina, which will occur every once in a while.

Thinking that Feng Qingyan's body was so weak and that she often had to endure so much pain and suffering, Ye Yunshen couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and the hand holding her tighter.

"Found a fun one, interested?" Feng Qingyan looked back slightly, smiled lightly, and was a little cunning.

"What is it? Madame, why don't you talk about it first? ”

"It should be regarded as a treasure hunt ......" Feng Qingyan replied with some uncertainty, and then said: "When the time comes, we will have half a point, and we will not be able to lose you." ”

"Yes, but ......" Yeyun paused for a moment, and then said, "Can your body stand it?" ”

"I can." Feng Qingyan silently resisted the urge to sneeze.

"Okay." He rested his head on her shoulder and looked at her face, a happy smile on his lips.

Feng Qingyan's gaze turned to look into the distance in the dark night, and slowly spoke, "In the northwest direction, there is a mountain called-"

"Huh?"

"Langshan."