On the second day of the 'Purple Cloud City' battle, it rained in the entire Red Sky Mortal Domain.

In this heavy rain, the blood was washed away and the soul rested. Heavy rains have taken away all traces of the war, including the damaged houses and the devastated 'Donglai Square'.

On this day, Ye Junlin got up very late, and the running and fighting for days made his body very tired.

Even more tired, and his heart.

Since entering the 'Tomb of the Mortal King', a lot has happened. The amount of information was too large for him to digest, so he chose to avoid it and stop thinking about these things.

"Knock, knock, knock"

Outside the door of the hut, there was a sudden knock on the door.

At this time, only a few people came to knock on his door.

Ye Junlin's identity at this time is no longer what it used to be, and those who looked down on him in the past have let him step on him at this moment.

The people who came to knock on the door were either Murong Mingyu and other high-level officials, or his friends.

Ye Junlin opened the door, and a young couple met his eyes.

There is no doubt that Li Mu and Ling Xin like.

Li Mu's face was full of smiles, while Ling Xinyi was a little nervous and cramped.

"Welcome, welcome. Ye Junlin's face was filled with a warm smile.

"I'll just say Brother Ye, he is not the kind of person who is 'rich and forgets friends'. Li Mu said as he unceremoniously found a place to do it.

Ling Xinyi's pretty face instantly turned red, like a ripe apple.

Ye Junlin also laughed, and the atmosphere instantly became harmonious.

"Brother Li, how are you doing?" said Ye Junlin with a smile.

"It's good, it's good, it's good to eat well, it's good to sleep well, it's good to cultivate, hahahaha"

Li Mu laughed, but Ling Xinyi pouted and said, "Yes, I always run to the house of the 'Elder Shui' at night, of course I have a good time!"

Ling Xinyi said, as if she was about to cry aggrievedly.

"Ahem" Ye Junlin coughed embarrassedly, and then feigned anger: "Brother Li, this is your mistake. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, Xinyi, it's all my fault" Li Mu coaxed Ling Xinyi.

The woman's face is like the weather in June, changing three times a day.

Li Mu coaxed Ling Xinyi, and it didn't take long for her to be happy again.

"Hey, coaxing a woman, what a technical job!" Ye Junlin sighed secretly.

Ye Junlin chatted with Li Mu. In his words, Ye Junlin learned that Li Mu and Ling Xinyi had both broken through to the Xuan Scholar Level. This cultivation speed, although it was nothing in Ye Junlin's eyes, was already very fast compared to other martial artists.

The space ring on Ye Junlin's hand flashed with a faint light, and two cyan pills appeared on his hand.

"This is the second-order elixir 'Xuanzhi Pill', which can raise your cultivation to a small level. I may not be able to attend your wedding, even if it is a wedding gift I gave you in advance. Ye Junlin said and handed the elixir to Li Mu.

But Li Mu repeatedly refused, such a 'precious' elixir, he felt that it was too valuable.

"When I was a brother, you took it. Ye Junlin said and forcibly stuffed it into Li Mu's hand.

"Good. Li Mu responded: "Brother to you, I Li Mu don't accept it, I'm sorry for you." ”

"Haha" The two looked at each other and smiled, and their hearts warmed.

Ye Junlin doesn't have many friends, so he cherishes every friend.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the door: "'Elder Ye', the second elder has something to look for you." ”

Ye Junlin walked out of the door, and a 'bewitching' man came into his eyes.

It was Simon Yue'er.

Ye Junlin looked at him and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Yo, what's the matter, so important, that it bothered the 'West Hall Master' to come in person." ”

Ximen Yue'er's face was filled with an extremely embarrassed look, as if she had eaten a fly, which was extremely unnatural.

At the beginning, he originally wanted to include Ye Junlin in the 'Xiyue Hall', and then cultivate him as his 'little partner'. But people are not as good as heaven, as soon as Ye Junlin entered the 'Xiyue Hall', it was like a retrograde stone, which instantly aroused a thousand layers of Lang.

Ximen Yue'er's plan was delayed again and again. Until now, it has been completely impossible to implement. Because Ye Junlin's combat power is already dozens of times that of him.

"Hmph!" Ximen Yue'er was very individual, he snorted coldly and charmingly, and then said quite angrily: "Anyway, I brought it, and it's your business whether to go or not." ”

Ximen Yue'er dropped a 'coquettish drink', and then walked away.

Seeing Ye Junlin and Li Mu, it was inexplicable

On the 'Purple Cloud Hall', two middle-aged people, divided into guest of honor, sat quietly in turn, as if waiting for someone.

One was quite respectful, with a look of even flattery, while the other was very natural and looked a little arrogant.

The arrogant one was the current 'Second Elder' of the Purple Cloud Sea, Murong Mingcheng, and the respectful one turned out to be the envoy of the 'Sword Casting Villa', Shangguan Chen.

In the battle of 'Purple Cloud City', the appearance of Fan Jun and Ye Junlin had completely frightened the 'Sword Casting Villa'. So, just one day later, they fulfilled most of the demands made by the 'Purple Cloud Sea'.

Ye Junlin walked up to the main hall, and everyone in the main hall immediately stood up.

Not only the guards and Shangguan Chen, but even Murong Mingcheng also stood up. They looked very respectful.

If Murong Mingcheng had a grudge against Ye Junlin, it was only before the 'Purple Cloud City' battle. After the war, the entire sect of the 'Purple Cloud Sea' regarded Ye Junlin as their hero.

"Elder Ye, you're here. Murong Mingcheng said with a smile.

"Elder?" Ye Junlin was extremely surprised.

"Oh. Murong Mingcheng patted his head and said with a sense of enlightenment: "Last night, Sect Master Yun had already promoted you to the rank of 'Sect Protector Elder'. Since you were rested last night, we didn't let you know. ”

"Oh, that's right. Ye Junlin was unfazed.

"What are you looking for me, Elder Murong. Ye Junlin asked.

"Oh. By the way, the conditions you mentioned yesterday have already been answered by the 'Sword Forge Villa'. Murong Mingcheng pointed at Shangguan Chen and said.

"Oh, that's right. Ye Junlin turned his head and stared at Shangguan Chen, a murderous aura emanating from his body.

Shangguan Chen's back was instantly wet with cold sweat.

"This is" Shangguan Chen trembled and took out a box and handed it to Ye Junlin's hand.

Yesterday, Ye Junlin's murderous methods were deeply reflected in his heart and became a lingering nightmare in his heart. Even though a day had passed, the horrific scene still deeply shook him.

In the box, there is a human head, to be exact, the head of the previous sect master of the 'Sword Casting Villa', 'Jiang Cheng'.

Ye Junlin took the box with an expressionless face.

"I don't know him. After Ye Junlin finished speaking, he handed the box to Murong Mingcheng.

Murong Mingcheng understood, glanced at the head in the box, and then nodded: "It is indeed Jiang Cheng." ”

"Good. Ye Junlin replied and continued: "What about Zhang Shouling and Zhang Jingyue?"

A murderous aura shot out again. Shangguan Chen couldn't stand anymore because he was afraid that Ye Junlin would break out and kill people again.

"Bring it up" Shangguan Chen said tremblingly, and the two guards brought a middle-aged man and a young man up.

Both of them are locked with tight cords. In order to prevent the two from biting their tongues and committing suicide, the mouths of the two were stuffed with a ball of rags.

Ye Junlin knew that young man, and he was indeed Yin Xue's cousin Zhang Jingyue.

So, he stepped forward and gently removed the rag from Zhang Jingyue's mouth.

"Uncle Ye, please spare your life, please spare your life!" Zhang Jingyue knelt on the ground, constantly kowtowing, and the sound of 'ping pong' on the 'Purple Cloud Hall' kept echoing.

"Telling the truth of the matter can make you die a happy death. Otherwise, you will be punished in eighteen ways!" Ye Junlin said very plainly, but in the ears of the father and son, there were thousands of words.

Zhang Jingyue is very afraid of pain, and pampered people generally have such a 'delicate disease'.

Therefore, Zhang Jingyue was like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, and told the whole thing. What he said was roughly the same as what Yin Xue said.

But Ye Junlin didn't give up, he vaguely felt that there must be something strange about things. So, he took away the rag from Zhang Shouling's mouth again.

The same is true of what Zhang Shouling said.

Ye Jun was dying.

"I keep my promise and give you a good time. "The long sword in his hand was raised, and the entire 'Purple Cloud Hall', the sword qi was horizontal.

The two heads 'grunted' to the ground, and the hatred in Ye Junlin's heart was finally let go