"Hum!"

「……」

Inside the house, the sword intent is vertical and horizontal.

After Yongyue regained consciousness, her strength has improved significantly compared to before.

There was a cold glint in her eyes, and her fingertips were guided by spiritual power, controlling dozens of fierce qi swords in the room, and slamming into the person in front of her.

Ye Wentian's body did not move, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Bang!"

"Bang Bang ......"

The sword attack fell.

Before he got close, he was directly bounced away.

A foundation-building martial artist, no matter how strong his combat power is, it is impossible to break through Ye Wentian's spiritual power defense.

"You...... Who are you?" Yongyue's eyes trembled, her heart was shocked, and her body took two steps back at the same time.

staring at the person in front of him, his eyes were a little more vigilant.

"Don't you remember, what happened before?" Ye Wentian glanced at the person in front of him and asked in a low voice.

Yongyue frowned slightly.

There is no need to answer, looking at her vigilant appearance at the moment, the answer is self-evident.

Ye Wentian didn't ask more, reached out and took out a purple token, and threw it directly to the person in front of him.

See this scenario.

Yongyue took two steps back again.

"Whew!"

「……」

There was a spirit blade condensed in her hand, holding the token in mid-air, and the expression on her face was still vigilant.

Just glanced at the token, and the light in his eyes did not linger for a moment.

Ye Wentian was stunned.

"Don't you know?"

"How old are you?" Ye Wentian quickly reacted.

Yongyue's brows tightened again.

"Eighteen."

"Who the hell are you?" Yongyue's tone was cold, the person in front of her was very strong, and he could easily break through her secret technique.

She is now injured and is not sure to escape safely.

Ye Wentian's face was stunned.

Eighteen?

The eldest sister in front of me is definitely older than herself.

Widow Liu is right, no matter what time a woman is, she is eighteen years old.

The destruction of the Dong family happened thirty years ago.

She is a descendant of the Dong family, which proves that in addition to this woman, there are also people in the Dong family who escaped the catastrophe of the year.

Think about it for a while.

Ye Wentian stopped talking nonsense, and the spiritual power around his body suddenly condensed.

"Condensation!"

"Buzz ......"

Raise your hand, and the seal in your hand is formed.

Throughout the house, the air froze, and the sharp edge filled the entire hut.

"What is this?"

"Imperial Gas...... You...... You are the master!" Yongyue's eyes trembled violently, staring at the seal in front of the person in front of her, feeling the fierceness coming from the air.

She didn't hesitate at all, her aura converged, and she fell directly to her knees.

"The younger generation of the Dong family, I know how to meet the master." The expression on Yongyue's face is still cold, but the respectfulness in her eyes is from the heart.

Immediately, bend down and bow.

Seeing this, Ye Wentian's aura on his body converged.

It seems that the Qi Control Technique is much better than the Nine Dragons Emperor Order.

"After Li Xuanyuan left, what happened to the Dong family?" Ye Wentian raised his hand to signal the person in front of him to get up, and then asked directly.

Yongyue's eyes lit up, and her face showed thought.

"...... of the year"

"I don't know the specifics, I heard my father say that it was the extraterritorial demons who harmed my Dong family, and those people wanted to rob the treasures left by the master."

Yongyue spoke continuously.

She was only eighteen years old, she was not born thirty years ago, and everything about the family was told later through her father.

After listening to this, Ye Wentian roughly understood.

As he thought, the tribal warriors of the Polar Wasteland discovered the Lingquan and wanted to take it for themselves, which led to the destruction of the Dong family.

As for the martial arts family in Xizhou

, the forces of all parties, or because of the benefits given by the tribal warriors, helped them cover up the news.

These things, Ye Wentian will not bother to pay attention to.

"Where is the old mansion of the Dong family?" The expression on Ye Wentian's face became a little serious.

"In the western suburbs, my father once said that there are foreign demons guarding the old mansion, so I must not go back." Yongyue thought about it for a moment and responded softly.

Ye Wentian breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really afraid, the people in front of him didn't know the location of the old mansion.

That's when it happened.

"Poof......" Yongyue's body trembled, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out.

He staggered, unable to stand still.

Ye Wentian stepped forward sideways, held the person in front of him and checked the situation in her body.

The person in front of him has been unconscious for too long, and he has just recovered, and he is directly involved with his hands, and his breath in his body is unstable.

"Eat two."

"Rest for the night, and you'll be back tomorrow." Ye Wentian took out a bottle of Avatar Pill and handed it to the person in front of him.

"Thank you...... Thank you, host." Yongyue pursed her lips, and the heat from her chest beside her made her heart beat a little faster.

Father taught from an early age.

The first article of the Dong family's family rules: Those who are proficient in qi control art are the masters of the Dong family, but all the children of the Dong family must unconditionally dedicate everything to the master.

She was an eighteen-year-old girl, and she knew how to give.

"Tomorrow, go to the western suburbs." Ye Wentian didn't think too much about it, and said in a low voice.

Uncle Li asked himself to come to Xizhou.

This proves that the waste of the clan warriors has no way to break Li Xuanyuan's seal, and knowing the location of the Dong family's old mansion, this matter is not in a hurry.

The trip to Liangzhou was a little hasty.

Tonight, Ye Wentian plans to adjust his body to the best state and prepare for absorbing the power of the spiritual spring.

"Ahh

"Good ......" Yongyue's thoughts were interrupted, and there were a few more wisps of redness on her cold face.

Ye Wentian was stunned for a moment. Look at the book

This Nizi, why was she so surprised?

Having just regained consciousness, it may be a sequelae.

"You rest first." Ye Wentian said, turned around and walked towards the outside of the house.

In the house, Yongyue was left alone.

Her eyes froze for a moment, and the next moment there was a strange glint in her eyes.

"Rest?"

"yes, I see." Yongyue nodded, her eyes flashed with determination, and she glanced down at her figure, quite satisfied.

It's just that the clothes are a little ugly.

After a moment's thought, she began to rummage through the room, the injuries on her body had long been forgotten, and it would be nothing more important than dedication.

Ye Wentian had already walked into the courtyard at this time.

It's not too early.

In the direction of the kitchen, there is the smell of food, and Qiao Yu's figure is busy.

"Wait a minute, the dish will be ready soon." Qiao Yu wiped the beads of sweat off his face, kept rising and falling in front of him, looked at Ye Wentian and pursed his lips.

Ye Wentian nodded, not waiting for him to say anything.

"Squeak!"

「……」

In front of the courtyard gate, there was a sharp sound of brakes.

Immediately after, footsteps approached, rushing towards the courtyard.