It's Ling'er.

Dressed in a white dress, he stood there pretty, his hands folded in front of him, with a faint smile on his face, and his bright eyes staring at him so straight.

The sun shone down and shrouded her, making her look like a fairy who would ride the wind at any moment.

Yang Yifan also smiled, walked over slowly, and raised his right hand.

A small white hand immediately fell.

Yang Yifan held it gently, "Aren't you attending a banquet?"

"I snuck out. ”

Ling'er stuck out her little tongue, "I asked the elders of the Star Picking Sect, knowing that Brother Yifan was here, I came over." ”

At this time, where did she still have her usual indifferent appearance, and she looked like a playful and cute girl next door.

However, her smile will always bloom only for Yang Yifan.

"Aren't you afraid of the punishment of the elders of the Ice Palace?"

"Don't be afraid. ”

Ling'er turned her head and looked at Yang Yifan, "For Brother Yifan, Ling'er is not even afraid of death, is she still afraid of punishment?"

"Silly girl. ”

Yang Yifan raised his hand, touched Ling'er's head, and then turned around slightly, "Flame." ”

A flash of fire immediately burst in.

It's the flames chasing the wind.

Yang Yifan stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Ling'er's slender waist, and with a little foot, the two of them floated up and landed on the back of the flame chasing the wind.

"Let's go. ”

The Star Picking Sect couldn't fly, so the flame chasing the wind carried the two towards the mountain gate.

The little face was a little red, but Ling'er didn't struggle, just leaned on Yang Yifan's arms.

Swish.

Immediately, there was a look of astonishment all around.

Yang Ling'er was born with an ice spirit body, and she was the future saintess of the Ice Palace, and this news was no secret.

But now?

The future saintess of the Ice Palace was leaning on Yang Yifan's arms like this, how could this make the surrounding disciples of the Star Picking Sect, and even the deacons of the Divine Soul Realm, not envious and jealous?

"I swear by martial arts, and from now on, he will be my idol. ”

"Those disciples of the Ice Palace are only afraid that they will vomit blood in anger. ”

"It's awesome. ”

Although Yang Yifan is only a new disciple, it really makes them old disciples have to be convinced.

Soon, the Flame Chasing Wind carried Yang Yifan and Ling'er past in front of the main hall where the banquet was held.

Some of the Ice Palace disciples also saw it immediately.

Their status is not as good as Yang Ling'er, so it is naturally impossible for them to sit with those strong people, so they are more free.

It's just that at this time, those Ice Palace disciples would rather not come out themselves.

As soon as they saw Yang Yifan riding the flame chasing the wind with Yang Ling'er in his arms, they immediately felt the urge to vomit blood.

That's still the future saint of the Ice Palace, and now she is being hugged by Yang Yifan so openly, isn't this a slap in the face of these Ice Palace disciples?

Suddenly, in addition to envy, jealousy and hatred, the eyes of those guys were a little more murderous.

If it is said that gaze can kill, then Yang Yifan is not enough to kill even if he has a thousand lives.

Cows indeed!

The disciples of the Black Demon Sect who have always been domineering are convinced, and Yang Yifan is not afraid of the disciples of the Ice Palace at all when he does this.

But Yang Yifan didn't pay attention to what those guys thought, he always did things like this, he did what he wanted, and he wouldn't change because of the thoughts of strangers around him.

He remembered that a sage once said that go your own way and let others say go.

Soon, Yang Yifan walked out of the mountain gate of the Star Picking Sect with Ling'er in his arms.

Crash.

The ten-zhang flame wings of the flame chasing the wind instantly condensed, and then with a single blow, they carried Yang Yifan and the two of them into the air and went away towards the white clouds.

No one spoke.

Yang Yifan and Ling'er both closed their eyes, quietly enjoying the warmth of this reunion after a long absence.

An hour later.

The flames chased the wind and fell to a high mountain.

Yang Yifan lay on the verdant grass on the hillside, his head resting on his hands.

Yang Ling'er turned sideways slightly, supporting her face with her right hand, and staring at Yang Yifan with a clear gaze.

At this moment, the sun is setting, and the orange light envelops this pair of young girls who are just beginning to fall in love, and everything seems so warm and quiet.

Crash.

Yang Yifan suddenly half-sat up and turned his head to look over, "Ling'er, there is something I want to tell you." ”

"It's Nangong Dance. ”

Ling'er chuckled suddenly.

As the future saintess of the Ice Palace, since she knew that Yang Yifan was in Tianyi Academy, she would naturally be able to let people find out some news.

She also got up, sat down next to Yang Yifan, and leaned her head on Yang Yifan's body, "Brother Yifan, can you tell Ling'er?"

"Hmm. ”

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yifan slowly spoke.

Starting from the first encounter outside the Qingyun Mountain Range, to the volcano secret realm's cooperation to survive the death crisis, and then to the reunion of Tianyi Academy.

After that, he entered the Huoyun Secret Realm, Nangong Wu was besieged and injured in order to rob him of the Danfang of the Bone Melting Pill, and then Nangong Wu accompanied him to fight against Sun Feng, Qian Bin and others, and beat the Huoyun Secret Realm to collapse.

In the end, Nangong Wu was deprived of his blood, and he broke into Nangong's house to save people.

During this period, Ling'er did not speak, but listened quietly.

But from Yang Yifan's narration, she can imagine the scenes and pictures.

Especially the sentence "If you don't die, it's good to marry me" made her feel a little sad in her heart, she knew that Yang Yifan at that time must be the last reliance in Nangong Wu's heart.

"Sister Xiaowu is so pitiful, she has been working hard for her mother, but in the end she was treated like that, she accompanied Brother Yifan to live and die so many times, Brother Yifan must not let her down. ”

"Ling'er. ”

Yang Yifan looked at Ling'er steadily.

"That's fine. ”

Ling'er smiled lightly, "I don't like to fight and kill, when the time comes, I will do laundry and cook, and Sister Xiaowu will accompany Brother Yifan to fight and kill the enemy, isn't it just right?"

What else could Yang Yifan say, he hugged Ling'er.

This girl is so stupid, she thinks about everything for him.

And Ling'er curled up in his arms like a kitten, "As long as I can be with Brother Yifan, I will be very satisfied." ”

"Yes. ”

Yang Yifan bowed his head.

At this moment, the four eyes were facing each other, and their eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness.

The wind seemed to have stopped, and the flames had gone away.

Yang Yifan's head was buried little by little.

Ling'er also seemed a little nervous, her eyes slowly closed, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

Red lips touched.

A slightly cold feeling came, and Ling'er's body became a little stiff.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the two hugged each other so tightly, and the shadows on the ground had completely overlapped together.

Everything was so beautiful.

However, just a moment later, Yang Yifan sensed something, let go of Ling'er, and suddenly looked behind him.

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