Chapter 589: Mr. Hou Feng Ye of the Holy Academy

Luo Xianchen knew that the girl didn't want to see her, so she didn't pay attention to it, she only focused on admiring the beauty of Ye Dyeyin, and when she saw Feng Jiuchen's amazing face, she was not too surprised.

After all, Mr. Night is so good, if he can't be as good as Mr. Night, how can he make Mr. Night take a fancy to him?

The girl's face was puffed up by Luo Xian's dust.

At this time.

"Poria, bring them in."

A soft, pleasant voice came from inside the room.

Poria reluctantly said, "Yes." ”

Then he pushed open the door and led a few people in.

When Luo Xianchen passed by her, she also snorted softly at Luo Xianchen.

The three of them stepped into the house, only to see a middle-aged beauty who couldn't tell her age, gentle and elegant, was writing and criticizing, she exuded a soft temperament, which made people feel good when they looked at it.

Ye Dye looked at it with appreciation, and thought to himself, this is a cultivator, no matter how many years have passed, time will stay in the best moment of life.

"I've seen the Pure Moon Ancestor."

She bowed to Jingyue.

Luo Xianchen immediately learned the same.

Feng Jiuchen stood there quietly and did not speak.

With a click, the pen in Jingyue's hand fell in the afternoon, the ink smudged the rice paper, and everything she wrote before was wasted, but Jingyue didn't care at all.

Her beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Ye Dye in shock.

"You, you, who are you?"

This face is too familiar to her, but it seems to be different from what she remembers......

Night Dye lowered his head and said, "My name is Night Dyein." ”

"Nightshade?" Jingyue took a deep breath and tried her best to stabilize her emotions: "Mr. Fengye of the Holy Courtyard? ”

"Exactly."

Beside them, the girl who led the way for them couldn't help but whisper when she heard this, and when she saw everyone looking over, she hurriedly covered her mouth.

I really don't blame her for being surprised, after all, Mr. Hou Fengye of the Holy Courtyard is the strongest rising star in the Eastern Regions, or the first on the Fenghua list, and she is also a woman, which woman in their Suxin Fang doesn't want to live like that.

Therefore, since the night dyeing sound became famous, they have admired and worshiped her very much.

Now, the idol is standing in front of her unexpectedly, how can she not be surprised?

Jingyue also had many thoughts in her mind: "It turns out that the rumors are true. ”

"Huh?"

Night Dye Yin looked at the net moon in confusion.

Jingyue smiled bitterly and said: "Not long ago, someone said that Ye Caiwei has a daughter, who is Mr. Ye from the back peak of the Holy Courtyard, but we all think it is impossible, until we see you today......"

The night dye listened quietly.

Jingyue paused, then changed the topic and said, "Mr. Houfeng Ye, the first on the Fenghua List, a seventh-order alchemist, a seventh-order refiner, and a seventh-order array mage...... You're better than your mother, but you're undoubtedly the brightest of your contemporaries...... Cough...... Ahem......"

As she spoke, she suddenly coughed.

She covered her lips with her sleeves, but there were still stains of blood oozing out.

Ye Ran Yin took a few steps forward and held Jingyue's hand: "Offended." ”

She checked Jingyue's pulse, and her spiritual power spread along the touching palms towards Jingyue's whole body.

Jingyue was stunned: "Isn't it an excuse for you to come to see me?" ”

"It's not." Yazone replied.

Jingyue was in a trance: "Yes, I heard that Shen Xin's child also entered the Holy Courtyard, were you entrusted by him?" ”

Night Dye Yin was surprised for a moment: "Sort of." ”

Jingyue said with a smile: "Speaking of which, that child was an abandoned baby back then, but I didn't accept male disciples in Suxinfang, so I sent him to a friend in Shenji Pavilion, and now it seems that that child is a grateful person." ”

As she spoke, her beautiful eyes swept lightly over Luo Xianchen who was standing aside, and there was no smile in her eyes.

Luo Xianchen shrank his shoulders and lowered his head, although there was indeed a problem with the Suxinfang of the Nine Emperor Sect, but when she joined the sect, her master was already from the Nine Emperor Sect, and she couldn't help it.

If she can choose, she also wants to enter this orthodox Suxin Fang.

"Shen Xin is very good."

As Ye Ranyin spoke, he had already suppressed the qi and blood pressure surging in Jingyue's body: "Looking at the situation of the ancestor, it seems that he has been seriously injured before, and there is still residual poison in the body, and the injury and poison are entangled, it is indeed a bit tricky, fortunately, the ancestor has not fought with anyone for so many years, otherwise it ......"

Otherwise, people may be gone long ago.

"My Suxinfang is just a small sect that can't escape from the world, where is there any opportunity to do it." Saying that, she coughed lightly again: "When I first recognized you as Cai Wei's daughter, I thought that you came with her and persuaded us to accept them." ”

Luo Xianchen pricked up his ears on the side.

Yazen made her position clear: "I'm just here to heal." ”

Luo Xianchen instantly lowered his head, a little lost.

Ye Ranyin glanced at Luo Xianchen and said to Jingyue Master: "Master's illness needs to be recuperated, and when I practice the pill, Master's ancestor will be able to recover after taking it for a month." ”

"Will I ever recover?" Jingyue was shocked, although they said that they didn't ask about the world over the years, they also had connections, and there were many high-level alchemists who helped her see it, but they could only suppress it, not cure it, but at this time, Night Dyeing Yin could actually cure her?

"As long as the ancestor cooperates with the medicine, it is naturally possible."

Jingyue came back to her senses and smiled with relief: "You are worthy of being the youngest seventh-order alchemist in the Eastern Regions, Yinyin, you are really powerful." ”

Ye Ran Yin blinked: "It's okay, but, well, the elixir is ......"

Jingyue will know: "You write a list and come out, I'll let you take it when you go back, and there is a consultation fee ......"

Ye Ranyin took the pen and paper handed over by Jingyue, brushed a few strokes, and wrote out the elixir needed.

They are all fourth- and fifth-order elixirs, and although the rank is not high, there is no night dyeing sound, so Jingyue is allowed to produce the elixir by herself.

While writing, she said: "I don't need the consultation fee, Shen Xin has already exchanged the news." ”

Jingyue took the list she had written, and handed it to the girl next to her who had been watching the night with her starry eyes: "Poria cocos, you go to the treasury and take a few points of the elixir on it, in addition, I remember that there are a few seventh- and eighth-order elixirs in the warehouse, and you can also bring them to Mr. Ye-

Poria took the order and left, Jingyue didn't wait for Ye Dye Yin to refuse, and said: "Once your mother called me a teacher, counting, I am also your elder, you don't want to pay for the consultation, I, the elder, naturally can't even be so stingy with a little meeting gift." ”

Night Dye swallowed what she wanted to say, "Okay. ”

Luo Xianchen was very envious from the sidelines, not only envious of Jingyue's attitude towards the night dyeing, but also envious of Jingyue's good elixir to send the night dyeing, in fact, if she had good things, she would also be willing to give the night dyeing.

Poria left, Jingyue looked at Feng Jiuchen, just got sick suddenly, she didn't have time to ask: "Who is this?" ”

"My fiancΓ©." Night Dye laughed.

Jingyue's beautiful eyes lit up: "Good vision." ”

Feng Jiuchen bowed his head at her in response.

"Sit down, Poria will bring the medicine in a while."

Ye Dye Yin and Feng Jiuchen sat down with kindness.

Luo Xianchen didn't dare to sit.

Jingyue didn't see it, and asked Ye Ranyin: "How is your mother now?" I haven't seen her in years, and I haven't heard anything about her. ”