I don't know how long I spoke, Luo Mingling gradually came to his senses, and shock slowly appeared in the sadness that had not completely faded, and he was still a little annoyed. Thinking of what she had just said, Luo Mingling's face flushed, but after all, she just avoided the eyes that Feng Xie looked at her and didn't react.

The Wind Demon did not erase her memories, nor did he hide his methods. She saw it and remembered that it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was an evil sect in that way. Feng Evil, who originally thought he was just an ordinary high school student, turned out to be a hidden cultivator, or the son of a worldly top family, and he still bears the stigma that does not belong to him. Coupled with what she just saw, the word shock is no longer enough to describe her mood. But once the wind evil has done it, it is not afraid of being known.

"The method is a little special, but it is not harmful to you, but I am too lazy to speak, so I just help you calm down. ”

"You, use blood to calm your nerves?" said Lu Mingling softly.

"I'm a cultivator and a healer, and although the method is out of the way, I guarantee that it's okay. ”

"Then you, you know ......"

"Well, I know. But it doesn't matter. Tell me, what is the highest level of Kunlun cultivation?"

"The highest cultivation? The highest cultivation was originally Ji Yun and Long Aotian, they disappeared in an accident ten years ago, and no one has been able to reach the realm of Martial Venerable since then, and the highest is the peak of the Martial King. Therefore, in the past ten years, the ancient martial arts world has become a lot less afraid of Kunlun, and their highest cultivation is also the peak of the martial king. ”

Luo Mingling thought that the wind evil was just a digression, but the wind evil was actually listening very seriously......

Is the peak of the Martial King......

According to the calculation that the peak of the ground level is basically equivalent to the peak of qi refining, the peak of the Martial King is probably in the Jindan period. The highest cultivation is only the Jindan stage, and it is indeed worthy of the scarce aura here. However, although there was no obstacle to rebuilding the Wind God, it was still a bit reluctant to recover to the Jindan stage within three months.

It seems that we still have to think of other ways......

"It's almost dawn, I should go back. "Luo Ming Lingdao.

"Are you going back to the dorm?" asked Wind Evil, coming back to his senses.

"My father's mother-in-law, Yu, who was sent to protect me, helped me rent a house in the villa area north of the school. ”

"Why haven't you felt like someone was protecting you for the past two days?"

"She just happened to have something, she left for a few days, and it is estimated that it will take half a month to come back......"

"Didn't I protect you......"

"After all, there are not many people who can hurt me in Sichuan, and the second lady of the Luo family is a person who is determined by the Long family, so everyone is also scruples...... "Luo Mingling smiled sweetly.

"Three months later, I will help you unravel your marriage contract......"

"Thank you, but you can't help, I've figured it out a long time ago, and there's nothing wrong with that. Luo Mingling thought he was just saying it casually.

"If you're going to marry now, I really can't stop it, but three months is enough. Feng Xie stared at the unfazed girl very seriously.

"I know you're very powerful, but this matter is not something you can handle, you don't know what Kunlun represents, and you don't know what the Luo family and the Long family represent. Luo Mingling's face turned red in a hurry, and he almost shouted.

"If you die as a horse doctor, it won't end worse, will it?"

"You can't, I just want to see you live your life in peace. This is my trouble, not yours. I came to you, always just to find out the perfection. I never thought about anything else, and I didn't dare to think about it. If you're caught up in it, I'm afraid that even if you risk my life, it won't help. ”

Luo Mingling was so excited, for this kind of female voice with a higher octave, Feng Xie was always speechless. Experience has taught him that silence must be golden at times like these. You can't quarrel with a woman, and people who are too excited can't listen to reason.

"Kunlun is a very cruel existence. Promise me not to risk your life for me, okay?" looked at him stupidly, expecting an answer that went against his heart.

Infatuated lover, Feng Evil has seen a lot, but there is only one person who has such a deep affection for him, except for Dongfang Xiao. Although I don't know how Luo Mingling can be so persistent, if all karma is just a dream, even if it has been done for ten or even twenty years, it should not be like this. But he couldn't bear to refuse, so he nodded.

Luo Mingling only said not to take risks for her. But he does things in an evil way, and he has never done things only for himself. Besides, after three months, it's hard to say whether it will be considered a risk. Even if it is really dangerous, what he wants to do, he will definitely do. For him, there was never a real fear. Even when Dongfang Xiao was highly poisonous, he didn't. At that time, there was no hope, so it was despair.

At this time, in this life, the sun has risen.

Luo Mingling smiled peacefully and walked out of the courtyard gate, leaving Feng Xie with a bright figure, but he kept the real, but too illusory dream in his heart. There, it's not just a back that goes farther and farther, but a lot of people and a lot of clips. Although it was the same dream, she could always see different content at different times.

Sometimes there is a bay of clear water, sometimes there is a bright moon, sometimes there is bright red blood slowly flowing into the inlet, sometimes there are tears that turn into masks, and sometimes there are oneself who jumps into the water.

After so many years, this dream never seems to end, happy or sad. However, she knows that what she is happy is her subconscious fantasy, and what is sad is everything she has faced or is facing now. So the real dream, she didn't want to say it, but she didn't expect to be asked by the wind evil about the feelings she struggled to hide.

He doesn't seem to be that interested in me, so he shouldn't really go against the Luo family and the Long family. This should be something to be happy about. Thinking secretly, Luo Mingling walked down the bustling street with his head down, almost buried in his arms around him.

With the news of the Ming Spirit, the Wind Evil has a clear understanding of the cultivators and cultivation levels of this world, especially the situation in Kunlun. As for Gu Wu's side, Luo Mingling only said that Gu Wu was divided into three branches: Xichuan, Dongluo, and Jinghai, and each of them had several strong families. For example, Zhangjiatian Yongzhai in Xichuan, Lixiangwu in Chujia, Leijia Thunderbolt Hall and Lijia Wanghai Pavilion in Dongluo, Qinglonghui and Sile Island in Jinghai.

As for the rest, I have to find a time to ask Mu Xin. Maybe you can get clues from him about the Ye family.

Wind Evil shook his head, shook off irrelevant thoughts, and sat cross-legged next to the three-star grass. Hurry up and recover the depleted spiritual power before you can continue the next cultivation.

It wasn't until ten o'clock in the morning, when he had woken up from a lazy sleep, that he picked up the phone and dialed out. Unexpectedly, the other end of the phone still looked like he had just woken up.

"Hey, Wind Evil, why did you call me so early......"

"I said Young Master Zhou, you have to sleep less, sleep and grow meat. You've got to be a little fat......"

"Go aside, Ye Fengxie, you have something to say, don't talk about me......"

"Hehe, please get me a few things. Yellow sheet paper with rushes, a wolf's quill, and a black dog ......"

"You're easy to find, but what is rush, why haven't I heard of it?"

"You ask someone to go to the antique shop on the antique street, you should be able to buy it. Remember to call your Young Master Zhou's name, otherwise you may not be able to buy a fake. ”

"Okay, you wait, I'll ask someone to send it to you after I buy it. ”

"If you give people a little more money, it might be expensive......"

"Got it, why are you so verbose today. I am a dignified young master of the group Zhou Zhengzhou, how can I not have enough money to buy a few pieces of paper. However, what are you buying these things for, shouldn't they be talismans?"

"You know all about talismans?"

"This is thanks to my wise and martial father, he believes in feng shui, and he has seen too many positions and fortune telling......"

"It seems that it is not unreasonable for your family to do a big business, if you find a master, feng shui can indeed affect family fortune, financial luck ......"

"Okay, I won't listen to you here, my dad asked me to go to him at noon, it's ten o'clock at this time......"

"Remember to buy me more, and the money will be repaid to you......"

"Go aside, who will send you that money......"

Hung up the phone, and the wind evil walked out of the courtyard door lightly. The long figure was unhurried, and when the cars and people on the road gradually disappeared, his body was suddenly lifted. Occasionally, when two people saw it, they thought they were dazzled.

The familiar sound of running water is getting closer and closer, and the wind evil slowly enters the bamboo forest.

There is a small river in the bamboo forest, and there is a slope more than half a person high in the upper reaches of the river.

The creek is not wide, the water level is not high, and as it slowly deepens, it gradually submerges past the thighs, and finally only half of the body is exposed.

Waves of water continued to wash down, and the wind was evil, and the originally thin body looked even thinner in front of the cascading falling river.

Just as the river was about to fall, Feng Xie slowly stretched out his two arms, and spread his palms to push towards the surging river, without using half of his spiritual power. So, very naturally, after a full five minutes, he swam up against the current.

The sound of falling water and the sound of falling water gradually sounded, and the number of wind demons falling into the water has become less and less. When he no longer fell into the water, the fusion of yin and yang showed that each fierce palm could penetrate a stream of water.

In the palm of his hand, one after another forces swirled, and they were rolled out in a row......

The first out is like a Taiji hexagram plate, and then it is like the sun and the moon arching, and then it is like a mountain, like a sword, like a tree, like a flame, like a dragon's breath......

The ever-changing palm is reflected in the water, as if it was made in heaven. If the Ming Spirit sees it, he will definitely be amazed by the miracle of the wind evil again. But this palm technique was not mastered by the wind evil in his previous life. This is the Ye family's palm method that Ye Fengxie has practiced since he was a child, "Nine Changes in the Wind and Breath".