"Jing Yao?" Elder Mo was shocked and rushed away.

"Senior, you don't have to worry, she just fainted." Fang Yan said: "She was injured a lot before, and she was too excited to see us and caused internal injuries, so she passed out, you can rest assured, her life will not be in danger." ”

Hearing this, Elder Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at her distressed and guilty.

"Old ...... The old pavilion master? Qiao Yue, who had been staring at Elder Mo, took two steps forward cautiously and asked in disbelief.

Elder Mo glanced at her, nodded slightly, and asked, "Are you Qiaoyue?" ”

"Old Pavilion Master, it's me, it's me." Receiving Elder Mo's recognition, Qiao Yue was overjoyed. Everyone's attention was focused on Fang Yan before, including her, and she didn't see that the person following Fang Yan would actually be the old pavilion master.

The reason is naturally that the dialect has attracted all the attention, but the more important reason is that everyone never thought that after so many years, the old pavilion master would come back one day.

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Elder Mo's mouth: "I didn't expect you all to be so old. I remember when I left, you were only a teenager. ”

"Old Pavilion Master ......"

"Pavilion Master, you're finally back."

One exclamation after another came from the side, and the disciples who had surrounded Ling Jingyao before all rushed towards Elder Mo excitedly.

"I'm back, I'm back." Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces, Elder Mo sighed with emotion.

Although these faces were extremely unfamiliar, as outstanding disciples of the Qingzhu Pavilion, Elder Mo could still remember their names even if he hadn't seen them for seven or eight years, after all, these people were all hand-picked by her at the beginning.

In the distance, the elders of the other forces had not yet recovered from the shock just now, and after hearing such a conversation, their eyes instantly opened as huge as copper bells, their faces were extremely exciting, and the corners of their mouths twitched to look at their faintly familiar face.

The old pavilion master? The old pavilion master of Qingzhu Pavilion? That old pavilion master whose strength had already advanced to the True Realm? She's back?

After confirming the news, everyone felt a little parched, and more than a dozen people glanced at each other, and they could all see a lingering look of horror in each other's eyes.

With her strength, coupled with dialects, what level will Qingzhu Pavilion's strength reach? What's more, that old pavilion master has disappeared for so many years, what level of strength is she now? Fang Yan can continue to advance in just a few years, it shouldn't be possible for her to return to the true realm now, right?

More than a dozen people swallowed hard, trying to make their dry throats more comfortable. However, no matter how much they swallowed, their throats were still unbearably dry.

Their eyes kept moving over Fang Yan and Elder Mo, and their hearts were also experiencing painful torment, and they didn't know whether to step forward and say hello, because they didn't dare to turn around and leave as if nothing had happened.

Fang Yan has just returned here, everything is unknown, if they turn around and leave at this time, maybe the other party will think that they are in the same group as the Falling Cloud Sect, with his drastic methods, I am afraid that they will die in his hands without even having a chance to explain. They don't want to die like this.

However, if he boldly stepped forward to say hello, the other party might not pay attention to them at all, and in front of so many forces, if the other party really ignored him, it would be embarrassing. What's more, the other party is now in a state of rage, and they don't want to and don't dare to provoke him.

So, after thinking about it, these people were very smart and stood still and didn't move, that is, they didn't come forward to say hello, they didn't just turn away, they waited, waited for the dialect to remember them, and took the initiative to say something to them, or ask something. Even the Giant Spirit Gate, which is now the strongest in Linglong Island, is like this.

After seeing the strength of Elder Mo and Fang Yan, Bai Fengshan already knew that now, the strongest force in Linglong Island was already Qingzhu Pavilion. At this time, he suddenly regretted a little, regretting that he didn't do anything for Qingzhu Pavilion just now, even if he said something, I am afraid that he could make that young man admit his love, and his current situation would not be so embarrassing.

It's a pity that he didn't do anything just now.

Before coming here, no one thought that a battle where everyone thought that Qingzhu Pavilion was about to perish and was about to disappear into this sea area would actually have such an unexpected result.

No one expected that after three years, dialects would return and appear in such a way. As soon as he came, it brought them so many shocks and gave them an unforgettable dismount.

In just a few blinks of an eye, more than a dozen people with strength comparable to them died in front of their eyes, without even the slightest chance to resist.

Three years ago, although the boy had killed a lot of people, at that time, he was almost doing his best. But this time, he was almost effortless, he didn't use spiritual weapons, he didn't use exercises, they didn't even know how he made a move, his speed was so fast that they didn't even see it clearly, and the dozen or so people had already died in his hands.

It's only been three years, and he's so strong that speed? How the hell did he do it? Who the hell is he? How exactly did he cultivate, and why every time they met, he could bring a different shock.

Thinking about it carefully, in the past few years, there have been two forces that have tried to fight the idea of Qingzhu Pavilion twice, but the result seems to be no different.

Last time, it was the Spirit Temple. At the beginning, everyone also thought that the Spirit Hall would win and the Qingzhu Pavilion would die. thought it was a battle without suspense, but in the end, there was no more spirit hall on Linglong Island. How similar is this time to the last time? Everyone thought that the Falling Cloud Sect would win, but in the end, the Falling Cloud Sect would also disappear into this sea area.

And the key figure in these two battles is this teenager. It was this young man, with his own strength, who forcibly reversed the result and reversed it to everyone's surprise.

Someone looked towards the four without a trace, and then frowned, because they didn't find anyone from the Star Palace. A few years ago, Xinggong kept looking for this teenager, but why did this teenager appear today, but Xinggong seemed so calm?

It is impossible for the Star Palace not to know about his return, but since the Star Palace did not appear to take him away, there should be some hidden secrets in this.

Thinking of this, everyone's gaze at Fang Yan became a little frightened, and even the Star Palace didn't dare to intercept him directly, what happened to him, how could he actually shock the behemoth of the Star Palace?

Just as they were thinking wildly, Fang Yan suddenly took Ling Jingyao in his arms and rose into the air, and said to the disciples below: "Some of the disciples who are not injured will be left here to clean up, and the other part will send the injured disciples to the market, Qiaoyue, you will also come here." ”

"Yes."

All the disciples responded in unison, their voices were magnificent and sonorous, as if they wanted to vent the anger that had been held in their hearts for a long time through this one word.

A deafening sound came from the valley, and I don't know how far it went.

The current disciples of Qingzhu Pavilion, everyone is like being beaten with chicken blood, extremely excited, extremely excited, extremely excited.

All the disciples knew that from this moment on, there would be no more danger in Qingzhu Pavilion, not only was there no danger, but I am afraid that no one would dare to attack them in the future.

Fang Yan glanced at the disciples, nodded slightly, didn't say anything more, and hurriedly rushed towards the market with Ling Jingyao in his arms, and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.

From beginning to end, he didn't glance at the dozen or so people in the distance, as if they didn't exist at all.

Luo Ziyi quietly looked at his back, and for some reason, her brows furrowed slightly. She had known him for so long, and it was the first time she had seen him so angry, so angry, that it even made her feel a little scared.

She knew that he was affectionate, and she also knew that he would not allow anyone to hurt the people he cared about, this was his reverse scale, and no one could touch it. So, the one he cares about...... Is it her?

She silently looked at his back and was silent for a long time.

On the other side, the elders of the other forces couldn't help twitching the corners of their mouths when they saw Fang Yan leave like this, but for some reason, they were secretly relieved in their hearts, and everyone felt a sense of relief.

However, after only a moment, their faces became solemn. Because it suddenly occurred to them that it wasn't like his style. In their impressions, he was not such a good talker. He didn't even go to destroy the Falling Cloud Sect!

But it was only a moment later that they understood something. Ling Jingyao was seriously injured now, so it was naturally important for him to save her first. So, after placing Ling Jingyao, will he also find them?

The thought flashed through everyone's minds almost at the same time, and then everyone's faces became a little ugly. With the character of that teenager, this matter must not have ended like this. Perhaps, the trouble has just begun.

More than a dozen people let out a long sigh in their hearts, if they had known that this would be the result, they would definitely not be here today. Not only will it not appear here, but it will also be centered here, and you will not set foot within a radius of dozens of miles, and how many will go as far as you want.

At this moment, Elder Mo also flew up and flew towards the bazaar with two seriously injured disciples. She didn't glance at them, either.

More than a dozen people glanced at each other, and they all seemed to sense that something was wrong, Qingzhu Pavilion wouldn't be holding a grudge against them, right? Thinking of this possibility, where did they dare to stay longer, their bodies moved, and they left quickly.

Now, they must hurry back to their doors and inform their head of the shocking, shocking news. As for what will be done behind the dialect, leave it to your own head to deal with.