After leaving the inn.

Yue Fuyao checked the carriage and looked at Ye Lingtian and Qin Pujia in the carriage with a strange expression.

What happened to these two last night? Miss Qin looked resentful, was she bullied last night?

That's not right!

Looking at Qin Pujia's weak body, Gongzi would definitely not bully her.

"Sister Yue, why don't I catch the car?"

Qin Pujia opened her mouth and said, sitting in the carriage with Ye Lingtian like this, she felt a little unnatural.

Yue Fuyao said gently: "Your body is weak, your body has not recovered well, let me do such a thing as catching a car!" In the carriage, Childe can also take care of you. ”

“......”

Qin Pujia wanted to speak and stopped, can the son take care of me? It's okay if he doesn't bully me.

Anyway, why didn't you see Su Tingcheng's little hooves? Where did you go?

If she was there, with her to contain Ye Lingtian, she would be able to suffer less guilt.

In the past, Qin Pujia felt that Su Tingcheng was a little annoying, but at this moment, she was a little inexplicably nostalgic, if Su Tingcheng was here, how good it would be!

Ye Lingtian grabbed Qin Pujia's slender hand, rubbed it, and said with a smile: "Fuyao, let's go, let's go to Shudi." ”

"Okay son."

Yue Fuyao said obediently, she got into the carriage and waved her whip.

The carriage moved.

Ye Lingtian gently pulled his hand, and Qin Pujia's body instantly entered his arms.

"Pu Jia, you, a duplicitous little liar, actually took the initiative to stick to this son's arms, it seems that last night's sleep still made you dependent on this son."

Ye Lingtian said with a playful expression, holding Qin Pujia's slender hand with one hand and holding the other party's waist with the other.

Qin Pujia struggled for a while, and found that she couldn't break free from Ye Lingtian's embrace at all, she said extremely calmly: "Childe, please let go!" ”

Ye Lingtian smiled and said, "Why do you want to let go?" Isn't Childe's embrace warm? ”

Qin Pujia said seriously: "It's not warm at all!" Childe's arms were cold, and my body was weak and I couldn't catch a cold. ”

"Hmmm! Pu Jia is right, my son's arms are indeed a little cold, so I bother you to warm up my son, otherwise what if I get sick? ”

Ye Lingtian said with a smile.

"You ......"

Qin Pujia bit her silver teeth and was speechless, feeling that my weak body is a trivial matter, but your weak body is a big thing.

Thinking of this, Qin Pujia sneered in her heart, don't you like to hug it? Very good! Then I'll let you carry me from this land of Jing Chu to Shu and tire you to death!

Qin Pujia didn't hesitate, one hand instantly wrapped around Ye Lingtian's neck, and Ye Lingtian's face was facing each other.

Ye Lingtian: "......"

Qin Pujia smiled and said with a dark belly: "Pujia likes to be held like this by the son. ”

A smile also appeared on Ye Lingtian's face, and he didn't say much, and took a mouthful of Qin Pujia's bright cherry mouth.

"Hmm!"

Qin Pujia's eyes widened.

After a while, the lip flap parted.

"You ......"

Qin Pujia glared at Ye Lingtian angrily.

"Pu Jia is so active, if the son doesn't reward you, wouldn't you be very disappointed, now you are satisfied."

Ye Lingtian said with a smile.

"Let it go!"

Qin Pujia clenched her pink fists, her chest rose and fell for a while, she was careless, and took the initiative to tease Ye Lingtian's color embryo, isn't this a food delivery?

"Listen to the husband."

Ye Lingtian chuckled.

"Please hold me tight!"

Qin Pujia said solemnly, anyway, I have suffered a loss, what are you afraid of? Directly tired Ye Lingtian this guy.

When your hands are weak and your feet are numb, you will know that you have come to beg me to leave!

"As you wish!"

Ye Lingtian said with a smile.

More than an hour passed.

"Childe, please let go."

Qin Pujia's mentality completely collapsed, and she was defeated.

Ye Lingtian's hand was not honest at all, and he pinched her to the point where he had no temper.

She swore that she would never provoke Ye Lingtian again in the future.

。。。。。。

Shushan.

It is one of the supreme sacred places of Taoism, the Immortal Dojo, and countless myths and legends have a huge connection with this immortal mountain.

Shushan is transcendent, located at the top of Emei, shrouded in clouds, mysterious, guarded by a large array, like a fairyland on earth, ordinary people dare not set foot in it at all.

And under Shu Mountain, is Emei, is one of the holy places of Buddhism, want to enter Shu Mountain, first enter Emei.

At the top of Emei, a man in white appeared, he carried his hands behind his back, the breeze was blowing, his long hair danced, he looked up, and a mysterious fairy mountain hidden in the clouds appeared.

The fairy mountain is towering, three thousand steps up, like a hanging silk thread, extremely steep and steep, occasionally you can see the white crane flying by, making a burst of clear sound.

"Shushan!"

Ye Baiyi muttered.

"Amitabha, the Sword Saint is too obsessed, why not let it go?"

Next to her, an old nun sat cross-legged on the ground, turning the Buddha beads in her hand, the aura on her body was not weak, it was the existence of a great master in the later stage.

She is the strongest member of the Emei faction, Master Forget.

Ye Baiyi whispered: "Since it is an obsession, it is self-decided, if you escape, how can you let it go?" ”

Master Forgetful Dust was slightly stunned, and sighed: "The words of the Sword Saint are not unreasonable. ”

Ye Baiyi smiled, stepped out, and directly climbed the stairs of Shu Mountain, and one after another afterimages appeared, as if teleporting, one step at a time.

"Amitabha!"

Master Forgetful Dust recited the Buddha's words silently.

When Ye Baiyi stepped on a thousand steps.

A middle-aged Taoist priest carrying a peachwood sword appeared, he looked at Ye Baiyi with a complicated expression and said, "The Sword Saint's trip will not lead to anything." ”

This middle-aged Taoist cultivator is not weak, and the existence of the great master in the later stage is impossible, but with his strength, it is obviously impossible to block Ye Baiyi.

Ye Baiyi smiled lightly: "There will be results, two!" ”

There are indeed two outcomes, success or failure!

The middle-aged Taoist priest sighed, "You really don't plan to leave? ”

"Let's talk about it when we meet someone."

Ye Baiyi groaned.

The middle-aged Taoist priest hesitated for a moment, took off the peachwood sword on his back, handed it to Ye Baiyi and said, "In this case, it is better to bring this sword with you, no matter what the odds are, there must always be a sword to hide." ”

"Thank you!"

Ye Baiyi took the sword with a smile, he also knew that the odds of winning this trip were not great, but there were some things that had to be done, otherwise it would be difficult for him to go further in this life.

"Good luck."

The middle-aged Taoist priest waved his hand and flew down the mountain.

Ye Baiyi held a peachwood sword, and all the way up, when the Shushan disciples saw him, they did not step forward to stop him, but respectfully saluted.

It wasn't until he reached the top of the mountain that a handsome Taoist priest appeared, holding a cyan long sword, his face was like a crown of jade, his temperament was dusty, and a smile appeared on his face, which was the existence of the pinnacle of a great grandmaster.

"Brother in white, don't come unharmed!"

The handsome Taoist priest clenched his fists slightly, and his smile did not decrease in the slightest, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze.

His name is vain, the master of the Taixu Hall of Shushan, known as a sword vain, the cyan long sword in his hand, the name is Qingxiao, one of the Taoist swords of Shushan.