There is a turbulent river flowing under Lin Yuanfeng, and it is the rainy season in May, and the river water rises and half of the big bluestone on the bank is gone. A petite woman dressed in pink clothes twenty-one or two, jumped on the bluestone with a light tiptoe, her face bloomed like a flower, as delicate as a peach blossom in May, and her voice was like a silver bell and smiled: "Palace master, look, there is a big fish in this river!" ”

The woman in pink looked back, and the girl in red who she called "palace master" had a graceful posture, her steps fluttering and her body was smart, jumping lightly on the bluestone, and the vermilion yarn on her face did not move a bit.

Although the girl in red covered her face with a red veil, it was difficult to hide her pretty face, especially the smart eyebrows and eyes were particularly expressive, a pair of starry eyes were as clear as water, and her long eyelashes were slightly curled like butterfly wings and wanted to dance, and her gestures were very charming.

This person is the first demon sect in Cangzhou, Yan Yueli, the only daughter of Yan Wuming, the sect leader of Yanyue Sect, and the disciples of the sect respectfully call her "Palace Master", and she is the "Demon Sect Demon Girl" who talks about the color change in the cultivation world.

"More than a year has passed in the blink of an eye, and the four seasons of this Nine Tribulation Mountain are like a hundred birds singing in spring, and the scenery is excellent, but compared with the Yanyue Valley with four distinct seasons, it is a little boring here."

Yan Yueli looked arrogant, raised her head slightly and looked around at the handsome landscape, concentrating on her eyes, letting the breeze blow on her face, blowing her hair, and her flying dress was like a blooming flame, with a hint of charm in her pretty.

A man in green clothes followed closely behind the two of them with a dark iron fan, looking only twenty-three or four-year-old, but he was full of the aura of a young man. He stood on the shore and looked at it, the towering Lin Yuanfeng was not far away, and he said with a heartbeat: "The palace master can know that the head of the Ruins Sect defeated Huan Qianqiu, the sect leader of the Huan Xuan Sect, here, and forced him to make an oath not to leave Youzhou for ten years, and today is the day to fight again in ten years." ”

"As long as your mouth is fast, the palace master naturally knows such an interesting thing." The pink-clothed woman's face wrinkled, it was not the Cangxu Sect holding the clear shelf of the Immortal Gate's righteous path, if she had taken the opportunity to annihilate the Huan Annihilation Sect in one fell swoop ten years ago, there would be no more today's things. However, she was very interested in seeing other people's bad luck.

"Interesting? Senior Sister Qingxi, do you know how tragic the battle of life and death was ten years ago! As soon as the hanging iron fan was closed, the man in Tsing Yi had a smug look on his face.

The woman in pink was annoyed by his quarrel, and she lost her interest in enjoying it for a while. She stomped her feet and jumped back to the shore angrily, and the bluestone under her feet was instantly crushed by her, and she said coquettishly: "Wang Yuanting, shut up, who wants to know this!" ”

Everyone in the world knows that Wang Yuanting, the senior brother of Yan Yuezong, is a young talent who has been in Jindan since he was twenty-five years old, but in Shen Qingxi's eyes, he is a big brother who has loved to fight with him since he was a child. The two are three years apart, they are moving and quiet, and their temperaments are completely different, if it weren't for the fact that Shen Qingxi only has the realm of the Great Perfection of Exorcision, she would definitely fight with the sect master and take over the important task of protecting the palace master out of the valley alone.

"Since it's interesting, let's go to the top of the mountain." Yan Yueli's eyes were like torches, a smile of interest flashed under the vermilion veil, and as soon as the words fell, she had already sacrificed the magic weapon Canglan Sword. In the blink of an eye, the faint blue light swept across the sky, and after two breaths, Yan Yueli had disappeared without a trace.

"This is not very good, if the sect master knows about this when he goes out......" Wang Yuanting's sword eyebrows furrowed, clenching the Xuantie fan in his hand, he was quite troubled by Yan Yueli's whim.

The Cangxu Sect was forbidden to trespass, and now that they said they would go, he deeply understood the intention of the sect master's many instructions to him before the retreat.

"You talk a lot!" Shen Qingxi snorted coldly, raised his hand to sacrifice the dark attribute magic weapon Dementor Bell, and jumped up with a slight twist on his waist. Seeing this, Wang Yuanting hurriedly threw the Xuantie Fan in his hand, and instantly transformed into its original appearance-the metallic magic weapon Xuanying Fan, one purple and one gold, and two rays of light rushed towards the top of Lin Yuan Peak.

The two of them chased desperately with magic weapons, and they could only see Yan Yueli's red-clothed figure from a distance. The two of them can be regarded as the best among the children of Yan Yuezong, but they are far inferior to Yan Yueli's cultivation.

Speaking of which, this Yanyue Sect Sect Master Yan Wugui is a rare genius in the world, and at the age of his early fifties, he is already a Mahayana and Great Perfection cultivator. His daughter Yan Yueli is even more amazing, and she can be called the only excellent qualification in the world, and she has reached the realm of Yuan Ying Triple at only eighteen Fanghua.

"Palace Master wait for me!" Shen Qingxi was struggling to control the purple light magic bell to chase after him, and when he saw Wang Yuanting of the imperial fan leaving him behind, he was a little anxious.

Yan Yueli waved her sleeves when she heard this, and stopped in the mist halfway up the mountainside, just now she was in a hurry to see the excitement on the peak, but she forgot about the two people behind her. The water attribute Canglan Sword glowed with a quiet blue light, Yan Yueli stood on top of the blue light with her hands, smiled wantonly under the vermilion veil, and said lightly: "The master duel is inevitably dangerous, Senior Sister Shen has not yet reached the Jindan period, it is better to wait at the bottom of the peak." ”

"I ......" Shen Qingxi was speechless for a while, and her face turned red with "Teng", and she was ashamed, only blaming her for being greedy for running around on weekdays and not concentrating on cultivation, and now she can't complain about others in this cultivation realm.

"Ha, the palace master is right, Senior Sister Qingxi is waiting with peace of mind." Wang Yuanting smiled and agreed, Yan Yueli was inevitably a little arrogant when she was young, but she took good care of the disciples of the sect, and she really thought about Shen Qingxi.

"Yes, my subordinates are commanded." Shen Qingxi leaned over and arched her hand, and when she raised her head again, the two of them had disappeared, she was not interested in this peak duel, but she was worried that as soon as Yan Yueli's little temper came up, Wang Yuanting would not be able to resist.