But she didn't have the time to guess their complicated minds now.

The injured middle-aged man disappeared with Ling Yuerui, and there were still messy footprints on the ground in the cave that looked like he had been fighting, but they were only Ling Yuerui's footprints alone.

She got it!

His silent gaze swept through the cave, but his gaze did not linger on any of them for a moment.

Is that?

The Ghost Wind walked over quickly, his fingertips touching the black powder on the ground, and the remnants of the aura remained on it.

She remembered that it was the stone that the middle-aged man meditated on to heal his wounds, and now it had turned into powder, so there was only one possibility.

The ghostly wind's face changed, could it be that his injuries were healed so quickly?

But what was there in Ling Yuerui that he coveted? She couldn't figure it out.

But one thing that can be confirmed is that Ling Yuerui was taken away by that gloomy middle-aged man!

"How long have they been gone?" The wind was still in a deep tone, but the tough attitude in the words did not allow them not to answer.

glanced at Nangong Yehua, who was expressionless, "Half an hour!" Xiao Li said.

With a wave of his hand, the two raincoats that had been dried on the ground were withdrawn into the space, and at the same time flew quickly towards the outside of the cave.

"Your Highness, it's 'can't die'!" Seeing that the wind was gone, Xiao Li Ninglei looked at Shangnangong Yehua's dark and arrogant phoenix eyes, and his heart sank, so he had to tell the truth.

"Go back and get the penalty!" Nangong Yehua's face was cold and waveless, and he also chased the wind out of the cave.

Xiao Li Ninglei instantly tensed his body and wanted to catch up, but His Highness didn't allow them to follow him!

The rain in the forest has cleared, the air is unusually fresh, and all kinds of magical beasts have begun to come out of the cave to move.

It's rained, and once someone walks by, it leaves a mark.

Out of the cave, the wind stretched all its senses, looking for the subtle traces left behind by their walks.

Luckily, it was the heart of the Fog Forest, and there were very few people and monsters moving, so she quickly found the direction they had left.

"Do you need the king's help?" Nangong Yehua looked at her with a leisurely expression and stretched out his hand to her.

In the air of extreme speed, do this action, without the slightest lag, always parallel to the wind.

The wind ignored him, didn't even give him a corner of the eye, and ran quickly through the forest, a little anxious, half an hour was enough for them to run a long way!

"You're too slow, are you sure you don't want this king to help?" Nangong Yehua continued to say in her ear, "Half an hour, at this speed, they would have already run away!" ”

"Stay away from me!" The wind coldly interrupted him, turning her head to look for the subtle traces left behind, to divert the voice in her ear that only made her more anxious.

Seeing that she was about to leave the forest, there were no traces along the way, and she couldn't tell the difference, and she couldn't be distracted by anything else!

"That's what you said!" The corners of her mouth hooked up an evil smile, Nangong Yehua's eyes were evil, and she approached her indifferently and lazily, with a handsome demeanor and a kind of calm and certainty.

You Feng didn't know where he got his confidence, and she was sure that she would ask him for help!

But it was obvious that his cultivation was too much higher than hers, to the point of immeasurable.

In the primeval forest where the branches are full of impaired mobility, he walks on the ground, and can always maintain his speed, and he does not lag behind half a point of his own wind step.

But she knew that even if she used all her strength, she couldn't distance herself from each other, and he did it on purpose!

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer traces along the way, and several times I went in the wrong direction, my heart became more and more anxious.

But even so, she didn't want to ask him for help!

Out of the Foggy Forest, all traces were gone, and the Wind couldn't tell which direction they were going.

Ling Yuerui, that stupid man, don't fight if you can't beat him, why are you so strong?

As soon as he thought of this cultivation world with no human rights and cruel human nature, Youfeng became even more anxious, stepping on a flying sword and spinning in the air without direction.

She had promised to protect him, and if something happened to him, she would never forgive herself!

Nangong Yehua kept looking at her, from the initial calmness, she slowly became irritable, and her heart sank.

The contrast between her concern for irrelevant people and her dismissive indifference to him makes him angry and jealous.

Even though he knew that the young man, she only regarded him as a younger brother and a relative, and there was no love between men and women, but he was jealous and very uncomfortable!

"You really don't want this king to help?" He said again.

The tone was not as soft as it had just been, cold and cold, and the wind felt that it was a sense of anger and ridicule.

"No, I don't need you to help me!" Youfeng's eyes turned red, and he looked up at him angrily, and his eyes were full of crystal in an instant.

Why can he still say that, he is no longer him!

Nangong Yehua frowned, her heart jumped, and she held her in her arms.

She actually cried, crying for other men!

The haze in Nangong Yehua's deep eyes became thicker and thicker, and there was a faint deep regret, and contradictory thoughts came out again.

He saw her tears and went crazy with jealousy, and negative emotions completely occupied his calm.

"Let it go!" The wind roared hoarsely with a crying voice.

"Impossible!" Nangong Yehua was cold and stiff with a sneering voice, firm and unchangeable, domineering eyes, and terrifying momentum, like an angry demon emperor, overflowing with evil charms.

A pair of demonic black phoenix eyes, like the unfathomable deep sea, are as secretive as deep, giving people a shock to the soul!

Youfeng was completely stunned, a coldness came out of his heart, his whole body was like a lightning strike, and his tears were like beads with broken threads, pouring down, and he couldn't stop crying.

"I'll help you find him, I'll help you!" She cried in his arms, making him completely lose his cool and self-control, and immediately threw away his armor, disarmed and surrendered.

He confessed, compromised, he couldn't do anything about her at all!

Hearing him say help her, the wind cried even harder.

Since that night three years ago, the emotions that have been suppressed, seemingly open-minded, have never been able to relieve her, and it happened that Ling Yuerui did not know whether she was alive or dead, and her suppressed emotions could no longer be controlled.

Her emotions are fragile, and she has always known it, so she never puts her feelings on anyone easily.

But the people she has always believed in since she was a child, the people she relied on, and the people she cherished, wanted her to die and kill her with her own hands!

She has always been reluctant to believe that this is true, so after Wang Qingran's death, she didn't pursue the reason, she was afraid that there was no reason.

Hypnotizing myself over and over again, running away, saying that I don't care, it's not a big deal.

After three years, the escape seemed to have had an effect, at least she found that she didn't care about him as much as Su Li and the others thought, and even liked him.

What affects her mood is only for the love that he protects her to grow up!

She kind of understood the doubt she had been trying to figure out to him three years ago.

It's so intimate, but I can't afford to have extra emotions.

It turns out that for him, there are only childhood sweethearts, and there are no two little guesses!