The two grabbed all kinds of pastries and devoured them, at this moment, they didn't care about any manners, their cheeks were bulging, and their mood was relieved a lot, but they thought of their own situation and what happened now.

Eating and eating, tears couldn't help but fall down, looking at Xiangling who was crying while eating, Yeyang stretched out his hand, gently stroked her head, and comforted softly: "Eat more! ”

"Wow!" Xiangling couldn't hold back any longer, she cried directly, holding her head and sobbing constantly, Hongling held her in her arms, her face was also full of sadness, her eyes were full of panic and helplessness, Yeyang shook her head.

Sima Lingfeng died, they were naturally the most suspicious at the scene, and the first-class race behind them not only could not become a help, but was easy to become a burden, and it was not impossible to be directly abandoned by the race when this kind of thing happened.

For the two of them, Xuantian Sect will not be soft, when interrogating and interrogating, there will be no less torture, and Honglu also knows that it is powerful, and tries his best to cooperate, knowing everything, saying everything, and being whipped several times.

The method is quite ruthless, the surface of the snow-white skin, a few bright red blood marks, forming a sharp contrast, the skin is open and the flesh is open, the tearing rules are diffuse, constantly destroying the body, and the pain goes straight to the heart, which cannot be healed for a long time.

Yeyang's hand, caressing one of the blood marks, the red delicate body trembled slightly, clenched the silver teeth tightly, trying to endure the pain, he gently rubbed the scars, his fingers crossed the festering flesh and new flesh: "Does it hurt?"

"Uh-huh!" Hongyu held back her tears, nodded vigorously, did not speak, and could not speak, all the pain disappeared, and a faint sense of coolness spread near the wound, and then spread to the whole body.

The rich breath of life was instilled, and the cool and comfortable breath spread all over the body, and the red lotus was almost uncontrollable, making a comfortable soft hum, and waiting until all the senses disappeared without a trace, and the whole body was weak and panting.

The white rules of life, erasing the tearing rules, healed a few wounds, Yeyang shifted the target again, instilling strength into Xiangling, and Honglu blocked most of the damage for her, and there were only two wounds on her body.

But Xiangling is much more sensitive and fragile than the red lotus, and the rich vitality that spreads all over her body is like countless insects and ants climbing and biting, and she can't suppress her moaning, and when the wound heals and the strength disappears, she collapses to the ground weakly, and her face is red.

After retracting the rules of life, Yeyang stood up, Honglu pulled Xiangling, gritted his teeth to support him, and saluted him, his face was full of gratitude, and he was short of breath: "Thank you Gongzi for helping." ”

"It's just a matter of effort. Yeyang just waved his hand, didn't say anything, walked back to his seat, walked halfway, suddenly turned his head again, looked at the two of them, and looked up and down their delicate bodies.

Xiangling's eyes were a little nervous, but Hongling was secretly happy, and was organizing the language to prepare to speak, but when she saw the other party's gaze, she stopped on her hand and said lightly: "If the storage bracelet has clothes, take it out and change it!"

"There should be a lot of people coming later, and there will be no fewer people from Xuantian Sect, Sima Lingfeng's matter will not end too soon, in a short period of time, you can't leave, if you can notify the clan, try to notify the clan, and if you can change clothes, change them quickly." ”

"The way you are now, you are not clothed, it is inevitable that some people will move their minds, take advantage of no one, freshen up and replace, and try to protect yourself under the conditions you can!"

After only a few reminders, Yeyang returned to his seat and continued to taste wine in a daze, as a descendant of a first-class race, he has his own magic weapon for storage, although it is only a king level, the space is not large, and it is enough to store cultivation resources and change clothes.

Of course they know what they look like now, but it happened suddenly, there is no time, and there is no place, but now there is time and environment, just, here?

"If you can find other places, please feel free, if you are willing to face the people of Xuantian Sect with this attitude, it is also your freedom. Yeyang knew their scruples, but she didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding them.

The corners of his mouth rose, and a gentle smile turned into a bad smile, and a square tripod full of water fell in front of the two of them: "Don't worry, I'll help you control the wind, there won't be anyone else peeping, there are not many good people like me in the world." ”

Xiangling pinched her little hands, lowered her head, looked cramped and uneasy, and became nervous again, while Hongling hesitated for a moment, looked at him with a flickering gaze, showed a silent miserable laugh, took out the towel, and began to freshen up.

The bathrobe that wrapped the body was untied, and the snow-white delicate body was exposed to the air, and the sound of rushing water resounded in the hall...... Yeyang didn't look back, but closed his eyes and began to perceive his soul.

Everything in the surrounding environment was clearly presented in front of him, and he was admiring the beauty bathing picture, and in his field of vision, a thick white mist suddenly shrouded the corner of the hall, blocking his soul perception and erasing the scene.

Frowning, Yeyang opened his eyes, and the corner of the hall became white mist, and he couldn't see anything in it clearly, only seeing Ling Xue, who had been watching coldly, showed a sarcastic sneer.

When she laughed, she looked better than when she was expressionless, but at this moment, in Yeyang's eyes, it made him extremely annoyed: "Ugly bastard, nosy!"

The sneer on Ling Xue's face gradually disappeared, and a faint killing intent appeared in her eyes......

When Hongling and Xiangling finished freshening up and changed their clothes again, the white mist slowly dispersed, and the two wore thick long skirts, wrapped from their necks to their feet, and they didn't dress up, but just washed their faces.

Although it was the end of summer, it was noon, and the weather was relatively hot, but there was ice fog left in the hall, and it was not stuffy.

The two stood in the corner and waited silently, Yeyang took back Xiao Ding with an expressionless face, Ling Xue looked at him quietly, and he drank silently, the atmosphere was calm and depressing, like the calm before the storm, as if the mountain rain was coming.

The hall is above the main entrance of the natural house, the hall door is facing the street outside, there are no doors and windows on both sides, but behind the main seat, there is a large floor-to-ceiling window, the length and width are similar to the hall door, you can see the scene of the bamboo forest from afar.

The white-robed old man and the great power of the natural dwelling had never come out since they entered Sima Lingfeng's attic, and they didn't know what they were busy with, and soon, more than a dozen streamers swept over the top and broke directly into the bamboo forest.

More than a dozen figures, all wearing the white robes of Xuantian Sect, except for the two leading ones, who are cultivating in great power and are core elders, the others are all elders of Xuantian Sect, with a monstrous momentum, violent, and not good.

It didn't take long for a larger team to rush into the natural dwelling with a formation and a total of forty or fifty people, half of whom were junior disciples of the Chongmai Realm and the Holy Terrace Realm, and half were Venerable Deacon of the Xingyao Realm.

There are three categories of disciples of Xuantian Sect, namely outer disciples, inner disciples, and core disciples, with strict hierarchies.

The outer disciples have the lowest status, if they can break through the foundation building realm and reach the Yuan Dan realm within a hundred years, they can be promoted to the inner disciples, and the inner disciples can cultivate to the Chong Pulse realm within two hundred years, and they can be promoted to the core disciples.

The core disciples are divided into descendant disciples and generational disciples, the descendant disciples are either highly talented, or have good backgrounds, and can worship the elders of the sect to practice as teachers, while the generational disciples can only read books and explore cultivation by themselves.

This is the most direct promotion channel, if the disciples miss the opportunity, they can only pass through the heavenly pass, to advance to their disciple status, eighteen heavenly passes, arranged by the elders of the sect themselves, extremely difficult, dangerous and abnormal.

Usually out of a hundred intertruders, only one can pass, and the remaining ninety-nine, forty are killed, thirty are disabled, twenty are seriously injured, and only nine survive, and the mortality rate is terrifyingly high.

Worshipping into the Xuantian Sect does not mean that there is no worry, no matter what kind of disciple it is, if he can't cast the holy platform at the age of 800, he will be directly expelled from the sect, and the disciples of the outer and inner sects will not be able to become Venerable at the age of 4,000, and they will also face expulsion.

The core disciples are slightly better, at most they are demoted to high-level miscellaneous servants, and after becoming Venerables, those who cannot advance at the age of seven thousand will naturally become deacons and deal with the high-level miscellaneous affairs of the sect, and if they make a breakthrough in cultivation, they can also become elders.

Even among the disciples of the lineage, according to the master's ability, the status is also very different, and the disciple of an ordinary elder can be compared with the disciple of the Supreme Elder? The disciples of the peak masters and deputy peak masters are those who are in high positions.

A disciple of a deputy sect master like Sima Lingfeng, although he had not yet broken through the Holy Platform, he was no weaker than an ordinary elder in terms of identity and importance alone, and the impact of his death could be imagined.

The resident personnel of Xuantian Sect were almost all dispatched, more than 20 core disciples and more than 30 deacons rushed to the natural residence, and the disciples came to refer to the Xiaoyao Academy, and the deacons were responsible for guarding their safety.

The enrollment of the two universities is once every 500 years, the age limit is 1,000 years old, and there are disciples of the Venerable under the age of 1,000, but they are the only existence in ten thousand.

The disciples who participated in the academy assessment were generally under the age of five hundred, and their cultivation was not very high, most of them were kings of the Chongmai Realm, and there were only a few saints, most of them were low-level, few were middle-level, and none were high-level.

However, no matter how low the cultivation is, the natural dwelling does not dare to stop it, it has already been instructed, and when he saw the team of Xuantian Sect from a distance, he opened the gate in advance and welcomed them in, without the slightest slack or dissatisfaction.

Sima Lingfeng was killed, as a core disciple of the sect, of course, if he wants to share the same hatred and hatred, he must show an angry posture, and the trip to the natural residence is essential, even if he is happy in his heart, he must not express it.

Everyone asked and walked, the steward answered all questions, introduced the situation clearly, and sent them to the bamboo forest, where the disciples briefly discussed and selected a few senior brothers from the Shengtai Realm to enter the attic to check the situation on behalf of everyone.

As a result, when they got close to the edge of the bamboo forest, they were thrown out by the elders of the sect who were waiting, so that they would not make trouble here, and the disgraced people climbed the main building again under the leadership of the steward.

Yeyang, who was leisurely tasting wine in the hall, saw the results of the incident through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, and saw it clearly, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and he felt more and more mellow in the glass.