The silver-robed old man did not exude any palpitating and powerful momentum, but when his gaze swept over everyone with a hint of indifference, many elders in the Guiyuan Hall were silent.

Without too many words, without any powerful momentum as a whitewash, the indifference in his indifferent eyes was the biggest blow to the people of the Guiyuan Sect. And this blow also gave them no room for resistance. Compared to the Qinghuo Sect, they were indeed too far behind.

"Kunyuan. ”

In the Guiyuan Palace, Li Qingfeng looked at the silver-robed old man who walked forward, his face changed slightly, and he whispered a little bitterly.

Without speaking, Kun Yuan's indifferent gaze only paused slightly on Li Qingfeng, and then glanced around.

"What about people?"

There was no figure of Yu Xiangyi in the place where his eyes appeared, which made Kun Yuan frown, and there was a little unhappiness between his words. However, this is only the case, he still doesn't believe that Guiyuan Sect has the courage to let Yu Xiangyi go, or dare not hand over Yu Xiangyi.

Because, just the anger of the Qinghuo Sect is not something that he can bear in the Guiyuan Sect.

Kun Yuan's words fell, and beside Li Qingfeng, many Guiyuan Sect elders suddenly changed their faces slightly, and many people kept looking at Li Qingfeng, who was silent and seemed to be still thinking about it.

"Huh?"

Feeling the somewhat strange atmosphere at the moment, Kun Yuan raised his eyebrows, and a touch of impatience gradually rose in his indifferent gaze.

Although Yu Xiangyi, who nominally has a Yin Yuan physique, was taken by him, he wanted to forcibly bring it back to the Qinghuo Sect, and with this special physique, he tried to break through to the artistic conception. But in fact, Kun Yuan knows very well. This is not the case at all. If it weren't for the fact that the noble lord behind the Qinghuo Sect didn't want the news to be exposed, there would be nothing to do with himself at all.

And if it weren't for this person's sudden sideways, this Yu Xiangyi would indeed be very likely to become his bag, used to break through to the best artistic conception of the Ding furnace. But for now, all this can only be if.

Thinking like this, Kun Yuan was already a little irritable in his heart, and he was even more impatient at this time, and there was a cold glint in his eyes. Beside him, Yun Yao, who had been digesting what Kun Yuan had said at the foot of the mountain all the way, looked at Kun Yuan, whose eyebrows began to wrinkle slowly, raised his eyebrows, and directly snorted at Li Qingfeng: "What about the person named Yu Xiangyi? Why don't you hand her over?

A cold drink, although it didn't fall on his face, but went directly at the sect master Li Qingfeng. But many of the elders of the Guiyuan Sect were also hot on their faces at this time. This is simply a naked slap in the face, most of them have lived for most of their lives, and in the end, they were shouted at by a junior who seemed to have just broken through the spiritual silence realm for a short time to the sect master who pointed at his sect.

This is not slapping Li Qingfeng's face, but even more slapping the face of all of them. For a while, the already somewhat depressing atmosphere around him was even more strange at this time, and many Guiyuan Sect disciples who witnessed this scene had anger flashing in their eyes. However, after remembering that the young man in front of him was from the Qinghuo Sect, these angers could only be suppressed in his heart.

Yun Yao's cold cheer fell, but it made Kun Yuan's complexion, who was about to explode, soften a little. However, the cold glow in his eyes did not decrease a little, and when he glanced at Li Qingfeng and the others, there was a momentum in the late stage of the Spirit Silence Realm on his body that gradually spread.

An old guy in the late stage of the Spiritual Silence Realm and a little guy in the early stage of the Spiritual Silence Realm dared to be so domineering in the Guiyuan Sect. It is simply regarded as nothing between their group of elders in the Spiritual Silence Realm and Li Qingfeng, who has reached the late stage of the Spiritual Silence Realm and is not much weaker than Kunyuan. At this time, the aura exuded from Kun Yuan's body was nothing more than a wordless warning and a sign that he didn't have much patience at this time.

So far!

"Go and bring Yu Xiangyi. Glancing deeply at Kun Yuan, who lowered his eyes and the breath on his body gradually became cold, Li Qingfeng spoke hoarsely, his face a little bitter.

Li Qingfeng's words fell, many people clenched their fists, and the humiliation in their eyes was even stronger, but some people seemed to suddenly breathe a sigh of relief, and most of the original solemnity and tension on their faces suddenly disappeared.

Lowering his head, as if he didn't see the gazes that were looking at him, Elder Qingling's feet seemed to have taken root, and his body stood motionless in place.

This place has the closest relationship between her and Yu Xiangyi, and she is an elder herself, so the task brought by Yu Xiangyi at this time is undoubtedly the most suitable for Elder Qingling in the eyes of everyone. However, if he didn't keep Yu Xiangyi, he was already an extremely guilty Qingling elder in his heart, how could he bear to bring Yu Xiangyi out again and hand it over to the people of the Qinghuo Sect in front of him.

She knew very well how tragic Yu Xiangyi's ending would be after entering the Blue Fire Sect.

"Hey, I'll go. ”

Just when Elder Qingling was silent, Zhang Feng suddenly laughed a few times, and his figure, which was originally at the back of the crowd, suddenly squeezed up, arched his hand at Li Qingfeng, and said so.

A faint trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but Li Qingfeng didn't say much, just nodded his head.

The moment he saw Li Qingfeng nodding, Zhang Feng's old face suddenly showed a touch of pride, and there was a vague feeling that he had succeeded in his treacherous scheme.

didn't see a pair of eyes next to him that were slowly mixed with something, and in the laughter, Zhang Feng's figure flashed, and he quickly swept towards the direction where Xiangyi Xiaozhu was.

......

Xiangyi Xiaozhuli.

Under a huge locust tree, Yu Xiangyi sat quietly on the bluestone slab.

"Xiaohua, I may never see you again in the future. Looking down at the little flower pig lying in her arms, fluttering with a pair of small eyes, Yu Xiangyi stretched out a hand and gently stroked the extremely soft hair of the little flower pig.

"Huhu......" seemed to feel something, and the little flower pig lying in Yu Xiangyi's arms seemed a little restless at this time, and the fat body kept moving in Yu Xiangyi's arms.

"Good. ”

Looking at each other, Yu Xiangyi squeezed out a smile on her face, and whispered softly to the little flower pig in her arms. It's just that I don't know that Lu Dao's smile doesn't seem to have half a point of joy, and there is only desolation.

"Are you here?" Raising her head, feeling a rapidly sweeping figure not far away, Yu Xiangyi put away the smile on her face, and gently put the little flower pig in her arms on the ground, her eyes gradually becoming cold.

"Yu Xiangyi, Elder Kunyuan of the Blue Fire Sect is here, go and see your future master. Zhang Feng's hoarse and shrill voice came from afar. The vicious voice made Yu Xiangyi's already cold face instantly become cold.

"Old fellow. Yu Xiangyi said coldly.

A light wind struck, and Zhang Feng's figure had already appeared in Xiangyi Xiaozhu. Listening to the three words that came out of Yu Xiangyi's mouth, Zhang Feng at this time was rarely not angry, but grinned, and the old face full of wrinkles that seemed to be able to kill flies was even more disgusting at this moment.

"Hehe, don't be so cold and short-tempered, it's not good for you, it's better to persuade you to change after entering the Blue Fire Sect, otherwise you will be the one who suffers. ”

Zhang Fengwei said with a smile.

If it weren't for the moment, coupled with the gloating smile on his face as he spoke, it would have sounded a little innocent. However, at this time, this remark was undoubtedly vigorously mocking Yu Xiangyi, as if she was going to sprinkle a handful of salt on the wound that had already been torn open.

The indifferent gaze glanced at Zhang Feng, and Yu Xiangyi did not speak again. Grief is greater than heart death, from the time when she knew that she had the special physique of the Yin Yuan Body, she could already faintly perceive what her future days would be like. And after reading a lot of classics, she knows very well what kind of tragedy it is when the special physique of the Yin Yuan Body befalls an ordinary person who has no support.

Glancing at Xiangyi Xiaozhu inch by inch, Yu Xiangyi knew that she might never have the opportunity to come here again in the future.

"He, is he still in retreat?" Yu Xiangyi's gaze paused slightly when her eyes fell on the room with the door closed. Soon, though, she moved over.

It's just that when Yu Xiangyi's gaze just shifted, this room, the two doors that were originally closed, slowly opened at this time......