"Okay, this son knows it, I don't need you to remind me anymore!" Feng Yu gritted his teeth back.

Feng Xue's eyes were worried, he glanced at his angry face, and then subconsciously looked at the other side, the man clearly had a look of desire to kill them.

Yechen hates his master.

I want the master to die.

The elves are pure-hearted, and their feelings of malice and kindness in human nature are the most obvious.

Including Yechen's absolute possessiveness of the person in his arms, he will never allow anyone to touch half of it.

"One day, the master's strength can surpass his."

He subconsciously cheered for his master.

Feng Yu listened, unmoved, only his eyes were still staring at the person who was hugged by Yechen.

After enduring it for a while, he tried to calm down and said, "Let go of the master." As a disciple, you must not be rude to your master. ”

Dreams are not a place where people can just come in.

And at the beginning, except for Shizun and Yechen, the only people who came in were Feng Yu himself and his elves.

And right now, not only Feng Yu himself or his elf, but also Yechen on the other side, everyone is together.

And in Yechen's arms, the red-clothed beauty who was being hugged tightly by him at this time, her ink hair was scattered, her wrists exposed by the wide sleeves were white and delicate, and her fingertips were hung down with a long red whip......

Although everything in front of him was not at all like the master he knew, to Feng Yu.

His master has always been neatly dressed, with a solemn face, and he is carrying a fairy wind bone, elegant and dusty.

Instead of wearing a woman's red dress as in front of him, looking at the style, the smart fox embroidered on the hem of the sleeve skirt, the slender waist was pinched, and the crown of his hair was not even tied.

Such an image, for Feng Yu, makes it like a thunderbolt on a sunny day!

His master is not like this at all!

How could his master wear a woman's dress! Don't tie your hair yet!

But this is a dream......

It is a dream realm that can only be opened once every three years, and only one person is allowed to enter and cultivate at a time.

It's not a place to go out there.

I didn't want to admit it anymore, when Feng Yu hesitated to call out the master to the back of the person...... He knew it. He actually recognized it.

This is that the youngest and most talented Elder Mo of the Yunyin Sect has cultivated to a high level, and all the disciples of the Yunyin Sect who have cultivated to the highest and best level are taught by the master.

It is his master, he has always been a fairy wind bone, a rigorous and indifferent master.

"Yechen, let go of the master. If you think about the kindness that the master has treated you since you started, he almost treats you as his only disciple to teach carefully, if you still have a little conscience, you shouldn't bully the master like this! With a hateful voice, Feng Yu showed his spiritual weapon to the people.

It was a long sword that was red all over, and with his perennial red clothes, it was really eye-catching and charming.

Just like he has always been.

Wind and fire, good and evil, are always erratic.

"What if I don't let this seat go?" Yechen sneered.

It's also a long time ago that the person in front of him is not pleasing to the eye.

If it weren't for the sake of his master, he wouldn't have endured it for so many days.

In fact, in his selfish heart, he has long wanted to fight to the death with others!

No.

It should be said that he crushed unilaterally.

In terms of the current strength of the person in front of him, let alone ten years, it will be another thirty years......

"Senior brother, you can't be my opponent in your life." Yechen sneered.

Mocking, contemptuous.

After all, in the previous life, this person had already died at his hands once!

And this time, he swears, the ending will still not change in any way!

"Night!" Mu Huan, who endured this, was angry.

The palm spiritual power was instantly used to the tenth layer and slapped the little apprentice away, his eyes were cold, "It seems that you have always taken the words of the master as a deaf ear!" ”

"Master!" Yechen was in a hurry, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed her again.

At the same time, he used the spiritual power to whisper and reminded: "Master, do you still remember what you looked like at this time? If you really let the senior brother see the appearance of the master at this time, he will definitely find the body of the master's daughter! ”