"Woo woo five senior brother!"

"I've seen you."

"Where have you been? I sent you a message, why didn't you reply to me?! ”

After making sure that the person in front of him was not an illusion created by the Lost Trace Formation, Zhao Muyang couldn't help but get excited.

While wiping his tears, he rushed to Feng Ye's arms, hugging Uncle Shuai's bee waist and crying.

Feng Ye is also a man of temperament.

He really treats Zhao Muyang as a son and younger brother.

Seeing the intact little junior brother at this time, Feng Ye was also emotionally exposed, and then wiped his tears.

Seeing this scene, Song Zhi's lips twitched, and he finally gave up the idea of stepping forward to disturb.

It's not a sin for a man to cry and cry.

Let's wait until they are done with their love.

Song Zhi rolled his eyes at the sky, and looked Feng Ye up and down with a pair of eyes.

When she saw the broad sword behind Feng Ye's back, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Xuanyuan Sword!

The First Excalibur of Antiquity.

Created by the first generation of the Human Emperor of the Mortal Realm.

Later, it was used as a royal sword by the emperors of successive dynasties and has been passed down to this day.

In fiction.

This divine sword finally abandoned Feng Ye and took the initiative to throw himself into the arms of the male protagonist Gu Zishen, and willingly used it for him.

The color of the Xuanyuan sword is simple and old.

looks mediocre, there is no shining point, but in his bones it is the virtue of rebellion and betrayal.

That is, Feng Ye didn't know the inside story, so he treated it as a treasure.

If it is placed in Song Zhi's hands, she will fold it as soon as possible!

If it can't be used by her, then it doesn't want to live to serve Gu Zishen!

*

"Little girl Song Weaving."

"I've seen the fifth senior brother and the three seniors."

Song Zhi deliberately waited for Zhao Muyang and Feng Ye to finish crying, and then he stepped forward and bowed his hand to the four Jindan male cultivators.

She has a bright appearance, clear eyes, and a smile on the corner of her mouth with a hint of sharpness, which perfectly fits Feng Ye's imagination of Song Zhi.

At this time, seeing Song Zhi saluting obediently, there was a close smile between his eyebrows.

Feng Ye's attention immediately shifted from Zhao Muyang.

He pushed away Zhao Muyang, who was crying, and wiped his palm on his face, and the handsome face with tears immediately regained its previous look.

Facing Song Zhi's smiling phoenix eyes, Feng Ye scratched his head, his old face turned red, and he actually had a bit of a shameful mentality.

"Ahem, let the little sister smile."

"Actually, your fifth senior brother, I don't usually do this."

Feng Ye straightened his back and tried to save his dignity in the playful eyes of Qian Jialiang and the three of them watching jokes.

Song Zhiwan smiled, and he was already pondering Feng Ye's character.

"Senior brother is a man of temperament, and he loves it very much, and there are no jokes."

"I just don't know, why are the fifth senior brothers and the three seniors here?"

Of course, Song Zhi knew that the four of Feng Ye had been following behind them since Deadwood City.

But in words, she can't be blunt.

She has only built the foundation of the Great Perfection, and in Feng Ye's eyes, she and the four of them are inferior in grade.

According to common sense, it was impossible for her to find out about the existence of Brother Jindan.

*

With Song Zhi mentioning it in advance, Zhao Muyang also cleverly concealed the existence of the Lost Trace Formation, and then glanced at Feng Ye and the four of them with raised his eyes and doubts.

Feng Yeben was still immersed in the surprise that the little junior sister had a good impression of him, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Looking at the young boy's and girl's inquiring little eyes, he suddenly came to his senses, and his bronzed face turned red with a brush.

This, that.

How should he explain the reason to his younger brothers and sisters?

Feng Ye scratched his ears and cheeks, looking tangled.

This funny appearance successfully amused the trio on the side.

"My name is Duanmu Hui, and I am close friends with your fifth senior brother."

"Come, then, this is the ground-level small sword formation that I usually figure out, it is more than enough to deal with the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building, so it should be a meeting gift for the two of you."

"Hahaha."

Duanmu Hui was extremely interested in Song Zhi.

The main reason is that Song Zhi fought against the sword formation with one hand before, and the sassy posture of not falling behind at all really made him happy.

Therefore, when he took the initiative to speak this time, he took the lead in throwing out two formations as gifts.

In the cultivation realm, the formation is divided into four grades, from high to low, and it is divided into four grades: Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang.

Among them, the yellow grade is the worst and the easiest to refine.

The Xuan level requires a special formation manual and special guidance.

The ground level must be a formation master with a serious grade and inheritance in order to refine and generate.

On the market, a set of prefecture-level formations with average efficacy have to be sold for tens of thousands of medium-grade spirit stones.

It can be seen from this that Duanmu Hui attaches great importance to Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang.

*

"Xiaodao, thank you Duanmu seniors for the reward."

Although the prefecture-level formation is worth a thousand gold, for Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang, it is better than nothing.

After all, now they have no shortage of spirit stones to spend.

As long as there are enough spirit stones, formations below the heaven level, they can buy them.

The most valuable thing about Duanmu Hui is this heart.

Therefore, Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang were full of sincerity and thanks.

When people get older, they like young children.

In the same way, when a monk is old and has a high level of cultivation, he will also like the younger and more qualified juniors.

Duanmu retreated to the side, Qian Jialiang, who was wearing half a mask, and Yan Lin, who looked Sven, also followed closely and handed over their greeting gifts.

Qian Jialiang was bold and straightforward, and directly gave Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang a storage bag.

There was nothing else in the bag, just a large pile of medium-grade spirit stones, as well as some refining ores.

Yanlin's is more chic and special.

What he gave to Zhao Muyang was a fire-attribute Qingluan Demon Bird Egg.

For Song Weaving, it was a water-attribute ice snake egg.

The attributes of the two demon beast eggs correspond to the spiritual roots of Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang respectively, which can be said to be well-intentioned, and the gifts are sent to people's hearts.

"Thank you Senior Qian, thank you Senior Yanlin for the gift!"

After receiving three gifts in vain, Song Zhi and Zhao Muyang still couldn't help but be overjoyed.

was interrupted by the trio, and Feng Ye on the side finally cleaned up his embarrassment and returned to a serious demeanor.

*

"Little junior sister, I forgot to ask you earlier."

"How did you two get out?"

"If my perception is correct, the heaven-level formation that was suddenly released has now disappeared."

"But this has something to do with you?"

As soon as Feng Ye opened his mouth, he hit the red heart.

Song Zhi, who wanted to avoid the important and light, jumped in her heart, and after a vague glance at Zhao Muyang, she nodded with the same expression: "The fifth senior brother is right. ”

"The heaven-level formation has indeed disappeared."

"As for how we got out of trouble......

"I can't say much about the process, this is my secret with the sixth senior brother."

"Senior Brother only needs to know that that the group of unscrupulous monks have all been ambushed, and the Sixth Senior Brother and I have successfully eliminated a harm for Deadwood City, which can be described as a complete merit."

Song Zhi knew that the formation could not hide the perception of the four of Feng Ye.

But she wasn't ready to make the formation public.

It's her killer feature.

The Heaven-level Lost Trace Formation was bound to her divine soul, and even if others killed her, they couldn't snatch it away.

But adhering to the truth that Huaibi is guilty, it is best for her to hide the point, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.