Ye Luo chased it out for a minute, and the shadow disappeared, and she searched around for a while, but couldn't find anything. She looked puzzled and muttered, "Running so fast, it doesn't look like a human." Forget it, don't look for it, go back and wait for no worries. ”

A few minutes later, she walked back to the promised Yuliang Tree.

"Huh? Has anyone been here? ”

Ye Luo found that there were traces of a second person stepping on the grass under the Yuliang tree.

She stepped forward and found a crystal bottle on the ground, the size of a palm, conical with a light green liquid inside. The clear and pure madness escaped from the mouth of the bottle, and the wisps were not ordinary at first glance.

Under the crystal bottle, there is also a dark red fish beam wood broad-leaf.

Ye Luo leaned down, grabbed the crystal bottle, picked up the Yuliang wood broad-leaved, and saw a line of small words on the leaf: "Fifth Peak Spiritual Spring Water, worry-free."

Have you ever been here?

And left her a precious spiritual spring water?

It must have been Feng Wuxian who told Wu Wu that he needed the Fifth Peak Spirit Spring Water to soak the seeds of the Black Hell Demon Vine for seven hundred and forty-nine consecutive days.

Ye Luo looked at it carefully: "It is indeed a worry-free handwriting." She was a little moved, her heart was warm, and the corners of her lips hooked up a gentle arc, "This girl, I really don't know how to thank her." ”

Who says you can't have a relationship with the royal family?

It's her luck to be friends with Worry-free.

From the first peak to the eighth peak, only inner disciples and members of the royal family can enter and exit. Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for Ye Luo to enter the fifth peak to get the spiritual spring water. With hassle-free help, all the difference is different.

"By the way, Worry-free seems to have a good impression of Brother Deserted City." Ye Luo pondered, "But Brother Huangcheng is a stone that doesn't understand the amorous feelings, I can help and be a red thread for the old man." It can be regarded as a return for the grace of the spiritual spring without worry. ”

Ye Luo's self-talk reached the ears of the wind a hundred meters away.

Seeing the beauty go away, the wind did not release a dusty face, and a touch of doubt appeared. He was originally a figure like a Nine Heavens Immortal, ethereal and unreal, but after meeting Ye Luo, a "mortal" expression finally began to appear on his face.

His sister-in-law has taken a fancy to Ye Huangcheng?

He didn't even know anything?

[Card: You're too sluggish, hey, all your attention is on Luoluo, where do you still pay attention to your sister's love life? 】

Feng Wufu saw that Ye Luo had gone away, and he returned to the first peak.

He is a Japanese-level guest secretary, and he enjoys the same treatment as an elder, so he naturally has a separate small palace. It is called the Hall of the Sea of Clouds.

The Yunhai Hall is on a cliff, lonely and clean. Outside the gate of the temple is the misty sea of clouds, and the sea of fog is full of wild atmosphere, growing patches of white chrysanthemums. The most famous white chrysanthemum tea in the Yunnu Sect is picked and roasted from here.

"Giggle~"

As soon as the door of the temple was opened, a burst of laughter like silver bells came out of the hall.

"Brother, you came back so late. I've been waiting for you for a long time~~"

The gossip tone, the smiling face like a ghost elf, who else but the wind is worry-free.

Feng Wuxi stepped into the temple gate, walked in front of his sister-in-law, sighed helplessly, and a faint reproach crossed his starry and moon-like eyes: "Don't worry, don't do this kind of thing in the future."

"What's wrong with me?"

Feng Wuwu pursed his mouth and stomped his feet, "Brother, you don't know the hearts of good people." People are helping you. ”