Hua Ruofeng was even more sure that this disciple was very eccentric, and ordinary disciples definitely didn't have the courage to take away the portrait collected by the Palace Master of the Holy Soul Palace.

The man in the portrait was both familiar and unfamiliar, and he always felt that the portrait had a secret, and if he let the man take it, he would not have a chance to know what was going on!

Hua Ruofeng almost rushed out to stop him, but Yuan grabbed his arm and shook his head.

However, the disciple didn't seem to have the intention of taking the portrait, but just looked down at the man in the portrait, and the sharp-eyed Hua Ruofeng actually saw a faint sadness in the person's eyes, as if ...... I'm thinking about someone.

This portrait ...... He asked with his eyes if he recognized the man who painted it, but he shook his head and said he didn't know, he just felt familiar.

Who is that man?

I don't know how long it took for the man to look away from the portrait, then put the portrait back in place, and then stroked the man's cheek, with very mixed emotions in his eyes, as if crying, mixed with resentment.

before leaving the main hall.

Hua Ruofeng heard the sound of the door closing, so she moved her steps from the window and returned to the portrait again. The man on that side has an extremely handsome and delicate face, a very young appearance, narrow eyes, long hair tied up with a gray headband, long hair shawl, the corners of the lips are gentle and warm, and the long gray cloak sets off the man's tall and slender figure.

He touched the traces of ink on his face and found that the painting had been completed for at least ten years, and it seemed that this man was not young now.

"Don't touch anything!" Hara slapped his hand away vigorously, "This portrait and the person just now are very suspicious, we can't take it lightly." It's almost dawn, get out of here first, and we'll find another way! ”

That's the only way to do it.

By the time the two of them left the Holy Soul Temple, the color of the night sky had already begun to fade a little.

……

Rong Yue didn't even sleep, and stayed in the ice room all night. Yin Xi was surprised that she couldn't hold back, but when she saw that her face had become cold and pale and bloodless, he pulled her up.

As if awakened by something, she weakly pushed him away and "walked away......

Dare to push him?

Yin Xi slammed her with a knife, then carried her out of the ice room, and instructed his disciples to take a robe and drape it over Rong Yue's body to warm her body. Rong Yue trembled so badly that she had been frozen in the ice room all night, and even though she fainted, she still muttered to herself, "Don't ...... Don't leave me ......"

Listening to her choked voice, Yin Xi only felt funny, what is so fascinating about the relationship between men and women, Luo Wuqing and the second junior sister, as well as the little junior sister, are so desperate!

"Tell the palace master, say that the little junior sister is not in good health, and she can't practice this day."

"Yes!"

Rong Yue was carried back to her room, and she didn't stop talking while she fell asleep, Yin Xi left her to fend for herself, closed the door and let all the waiting disciples retreat.

At this time, Rong Yue opened her eyes faintly, only to feel that even her mouth was cold, so thirsty, she wanted to drink water...... She stumbled over to the table to pour water, but her body was unstable, and the glass snapped and shattered.

She subconsciously picked it up, but as soon as she touched the shard, a cut was made in her finger, and she cried in pain, "Woo...... Give me water......"

Her mind was still confused, so she crawled to the door and patted it vigorously, "Someone's coming...... Let me out...... Let me out! ”

She didn't want to stay here, why...... Why lock her here? Why didn't you let her go to him?!

Rong Yue cried and banged on the door, but there was no response outside the door, she leaned against the door panel with her hands down, her face was like ashes.

"Yue'er, you have to wait for me."

Zhao Lansheng's voice was still echoing in her ears, and she was almost frantically looking for it, but she couldn't find anything......