At this time, Sang Moyu was not in a hurry, he swaggered from the gate of the palace side by side to the Han Pavilion where Yu Yu Lingshuang lived.

When I arrived at Han Ya Pavilion, I stepped into one foot, stopped suddenly, and saw a few pomegranate trees planted in the courtyard at some point, the flowers were blooming, and the thick green branches were a little red, and it turned out that it was May in the blink of an eye.

The delicate and beautiful pomegranate flowers look like clusters of burning flames from a distance.

Next to the tree, two white-clothed women sat opposite each other at a small dark red round table, on which were placed several plates of delicate pastries.

The veiled woman lifted the corner of the veil and ate the pastry not slowly, while the other woman held her chin with one hand and watched her eat with gentle eyes.

This situation is an eyesore, so life-threatening, Sang Moyu's phoenix eyes narrowed, his whole face was black, and there were dark clouds above his head for a while.

However, just when he noticed that the gaze of Yu Yu Lingshuang and Butterfly Dance Cloud Dress was about to shift to him, he suddenly changed into a casual appearance.

After glancing at the butterfly dancing clouds, he only stared at Youyu Lingshuang dangerously, "The county lord asked this king to wait, and wasted a table of delicacies from the mountains and seas, I don't know how the county lord should compensate." ”

When the words fell, I saw Fei Yi flash out of the shadows, and the dog-legged stool was brought and placed directly on Youyu Lingshuang's side, without waiting for Youyu Lingshuang's reaction, Sang Moyu saw the opportunity and sat down instantly, so the two of them were next to each other, and their shoulders and arms were leaning together.

Ignoring Youyu Lingshuang's eye knife, he turned his head and stared at her, looking at Youyu Lingshuang a little uncomfortable.

With a cold snort, Yu Yu Lingshuang decided to forcibly ignore it.

At this moment, Butterfly Dance Yunshang sighed, raised her eyes and looked at Sang Moyu inquiringly, with a somewhat puzzled expression.

It's strange, the world has such a powerful method of breathing, even her detection technique has not been noticed for the first time.

You must know that after practicing the Exploration Technique, as long as she wants to, no wind and grass in the surrounding area can hide from her, and when she is unconscious, the range of the Exploration Technique is also five hundred meters, and almost any creature cannot avoid it so far, but this man actually walked a hundred meters away from her before she realized it.

Although there were no spiritual power fluctuations on this person's body, and there was no spirit seal, the fact that the light could avoid her detection technique for so long was extremely suspicious.

Butterfly Dance Yunshang did not forget the mission she came out this time, investigating the source of several spiritual power fluctuations, and expelling the hermits who broke into the secular world without permission in violation of the regulations.

After thinking about it, Butterfly Dance Yunshang suddenly stood up, the pair of ice-blue pupils staring at Sang Moyu opened slightly, and a silver light like a silk thread slowly floated under his eyes.

Feeling that the spiritual power around his body was being pulled by a mysterious and powerful force, so that it gushed out uncontrollably, Sang Moyu was shocked in his heart.

He subconsciously looked at the source of the traction power, which turned out to be this strange woman of unknown origin.

"You're from the Lunar Tower." Sang Moyu subconsciously blocked in front of Youyu Lingshuang, forcibly suppressed the restless spiritual power, and his tone was cold and with a bit of obvious killing intent.

"Those who violate the rules of the alien land shall be expelled."

As he spoke, Butterfly Dance Yunsheng floated into the air, raised his right hand slightly, and suddenly the white light around his body was magnificent, dazzling like a small sun, different from the white level that Yin Ziyuan forcibly promoted at the beginning, this is the real white level.

At this time, her clothes were fluttering, and there was no joy or sorrow in her ice-blue eyes, like a god.

It turned out to be such a young white-level powerhouse, and Yin Yuelou really lived up to its reputation. It seems that he will have to use all his strength as well, and surrendering without a fight has never been his style.

The flame mark on Sang Moyu's eyebrows was prominent, his eyes gradually turned red, and the spiritual power around his body began to surge.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

Trapped in the cover again, but this time Yu Lingshuang couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in, thinking about it carefully, it seemed that every time he encountered a strong enemy, the first thing he thought of was her safety.

But how many times did she know, and how many times did she not know, this man, is she really that important to him?

Looking at the tall figure in front of him, Yu Yu Lingshuang's heart was very stable.

"Flame Associated Pattern, you are the Holy Son of the Yin Clan."

The sound of butterflies dancing and cloud-dressing came, and Sang Moyu and Youyu Lingshuang were both stunned.

Retracting her spiritual power, Butterfly Dance Yunshang fell back to her previous position, she looked at Sang Moyu's eyebrows, and then brushed away the broken hair on her forehead, revealing a bright red lotus brand.

"This is the inheritance spirit seal, and with this mark is the chosen saint son or saint daughter in the clan, and the holy son and saint are all law enforcers of the Yin Moon Tower, so I have no right to dispose of you."

What Butterfly Dance Yunshang didn't say was that the four clans of Guyin, except for the Butterfly Dance clan, the other three clans had not had a holy son and saint daughter for nearly a hundred years.