"Let's get out of there!" Yang Yin saw a sliding door open in the corridor, and pulled Lin Xuedong's arm to go in together. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wait!" Lin Xuedong saw the sign on the door number and said in surprise: "This is the library!" ”

After hearing Lin Xuedong say this, Yang Yin also noticed this matter, and a trace of joy came to Yang Yin's heart, it was really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it. However, the voice on the other end began to get closer.

Without doubting him, Yang Yin dragged Lin Xuedong into the library and closed the sliding door by the way. Voices also came from far and near from the other end. However, Lin Xuedong screamed "oops" at this time, Yang Yin glared at Lin Xuedong warningly, and Lin Xuedong was immediately frightened and silenced.

Through the crack in the door, they saw three disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect walking over, a young man and two girls who were also very young. The man seemed to be about the same age as Yang Yin, dressed in the clothes of a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, but his expression was a little sad, as if he had experienced a great setback in his life; The age of the two girls seems to be about the same, about fifteen or sixteen years old, one of them looks relatively ordinary, but the temperament seems to be beautiful and refined; The other has a pan combed on the top of the left and right sides of the head, like the boys in the ancient paintings, and looks like a quirky little ghost.

When the three of them came all the way, Yang Yin, who had never had a good impression of the Yin-Yang Sect, had to admit that the temperament of these three people was completely different from the Yin-Yang Sect disciples he had seen before. Yang Yin thought that the place where he and Lin Xuedong were staying now must be a place similar to the secret place of the Yin Yang Sect, which was not something that ordinary disciples could easily enter, and these three disciples were probably the kind of people who were the descendants of Yao.

I only heard the quirky little ghost head say: "Ha, I heard that there was an intruder above today, and I don't know if I caught that intruder?" Her voice sounded a bit like the chirping of a yellow warbler, very crisp and pleasant.

"The point is not knowing where that intruder came from." The temperamental girl said.

"When this kind of thing happens when the desperate gate is about to hold a conference, it is obvious that it is a spy from another faction, and after being caught, he should be stripped of his skin and cramped, and tortured!" The child said aloud.

Even if his voice was as tactful as that of a yellow warbler, saying such words still made Lin Xuedong, who was hiding in the library at this time, feel unhappy, he made a disgusted expression, and as a result, the already precarious mask on his face completely fell off. Yang Yin immediately picked up the mask and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Be careful......" Yang whispered in Lin Xuedong's ear.

Yang Yin saw that the melancholy man who was the only one of the three still didn't want to speak in such a conversation, and the girl with a good temperament said: "Ding, you can't treat everyone like an enemy, since you can come to the Yin-Yang Sect, that is, our guest." Although she said something that seemed to be harsh, the girl's tone of voice was soft.

The boy was not annoyed after listening to the gentle and elegant preaching of the temperament girl, but said with a grin: "Senior Sister Ziwan is easy to forgive others, okay, listen to you, if you are caught, you can just be tied up and locked up for a few days." ”

The three of them walked while talking like this, and soon came to the location where Yang Yin and Lin Xuedong were, of course, separated from each other by a door that seemed to be made of light papier-mâché. Lin Xuedong was so frightened that he didn't dare to come out, Yang Yin almost wanted to reach out and hold Lin Xuedong's nose and mouth.

At this time, the melancholy man's footsteps stopped, and Yang Yin looked at it, only to find that the other party had stepped on something on the ground. When he saw something like that, Yang Yin's heart began to beat wildly.

It was actually a heel of Lin Xuedong's high heels!

Yang Yin silently turned his head to look at Lin Xuedong, and gestured with his expression what was going on, Lin Xuedong shook his head and pointed to his feet, and said softly: "I found out just now." Yang Yin then understood, no wonder Lin Xuedong let out an "oops" when he entered this room just now, it turned out that the heel of his shoe had stepped off.

Yang Yin began to regret blaming Lin Xuedong for not figuring out the situation just now, looking at today's situation, I am afraid that a vicious battle will inevitably be avoided.

Yang Yin had already quietly grasped the edge of the paper door, thinking that if those three people rushed over, he would fight them first, and it would not be too late to surrender if he couldn't fight. It's not that he thinks he can't beat them, it's just that the path of the Yin-Yang Sect is not in terms of force, but in terms of mental control. Yang Yin had no information about this at all, so he felt that he was more likely to suffer.

However, he seemed to be overly worried, because the melancholy man stopped and glanced at the things on the ground, then quietly kicked the heel of the shoe in the direction where Yang Yin and Lin Xuedong were, and then continued to walk with the two girls as if nothing had happened.

I only heard the girl named Ziwan say, "Feiyu, what do you think?" ”

"I agree with Senior Sister Ziwan's idea." A young melancholy man named Flying Feather said.

It turns out that this man's name is Fei Yu? And isn't that powerful male disciple named Huang Feiyu? Yang Yin and Lin Xuedong, you look at me, I look at you, and suddenly feel delicate. They believed that there was no such coincidence in this world, and there would be two disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect called Fei Yu at the same time, so there was a good chance that the melancholy young man in front of him would be the legendary Huang Fei Yu.

After the three of them walked a little further, they only heard Huang Feiyu say to the two senior sisters: "Senior Sister Ziwan is in retreat this time, I think I can't come out until the martial arts appreciation conference begins." ”

"Senior Sister Ziwan will definitely be able to catch up with the martial arts appreciation conference!" Ding Zhan interjected on the side.

Zi Wan didn't seem to care about this, she said very casually: "I also want to get together with you a lot, but unfortunately my health has not been good since I was a child, but I will go out before the martial arts appreciation conference, and this retreat will not be too long." ”

It turned out that this Ziwan was not in good health, and it seemed that she had been recovering her physical fitness through retreat.

"Then we'll be here and watch you go in." Huang Feiyu said, his footsteps seemed to stop.

Yang Yin had already confirmed at this time that this was definitely a place that only important disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect could come to, because it was impossible for the place where the disciples could retreat with peace of mind to be arranged in a corner that everyone could enter.

It seemed that the three of them would not pay attention to this direction for a while, and Yang Yin and Lin Xuedong both relaxed their vigilance. I only heard Lin Xuedong say: "It's strange......"

"What's so strange?" Yang Yin asked.

"That Ziwan looks obviously younger than Huang Feiyu, why is she Huang Feiyu's senior sister?"

"The order of the brothers in the sect is determined by the year they entered the sect, not by their age. Besides......" Yang Yin said something that surprised Lin Xuedong. "I don't think this Ziwan's real age is only fifteen or sixteen years old."