For some reason, Ye Shimeng felt that Fang's heart trembled slightly, and the hand that was against Ye Xunhuan's chest became weaker and weaker, and Ye Xunhuan's lips were getting closer and closer.

And when Ye Xunhuan's big hand ran along her soft and slender waist to take a step closer, she suddenly opened her eyes and held it.

Ye Shimeng leaned on Ye Xunhuan's shoulder, her somewhat confused eyes regained their clarity, and she sighed secretly in her heart, some things may really be destined, otherwise why can't she resist the charm of this man, is it just because he wears a Qiankun ring on his finger?

"Master Ou Yezi, the ghost hand craftsman, lives on this mountain?" Ye Xunhuan looked out of the window of the carriage and saw that the carriage had turned onto a mountain road, so he asked.

"Yes, although Ou Yezi is not a member of our Treasure Pavilion, he promised to forge three things for our Treasure Pavilion in a year. Ye Shimeng said.

"Then what did Shimeng bring me here?" Ye Xunhuan asked.

Ye Shimeng found out that there was a change in the name of Ye Xunhuan, Miss Ye became Shimeng, and the young master Ben who opened his mouth and closed his mouth also became me. But when she heard his question, she was silent.

"Hehe, the scenery on this mountain is good, but I didn't know there was such a mountain. Ye Xunhuan looked down at Ye Shimeng, did not ask any more, but changed the topic with a smile. Everyone is a smart person, there is no need to ask so clearly about some things, Ye Shimeng took him to meet the ghost craftsman Ou Yezi has her own purpose, and the relationship between the two on the carriage has changed subtly, she obviously doesn't want to lie to herself, but she didn't think about whether to tell the truth to herself, so she was silent, and it was naturally the wisest choice to change the topic at this time.

"Yes, this place is a little far away from the imperial capital, and there are no people nearby, so few people come here. Ye Shimeng said.

The carriage stopped halfway up the mountain, and there was no longer a trail for the carriage to walk in front of it.

The two got out of the carriage, only to see Ye Shimeng take out a thin pipe and blow it, only to see a huge golden eagle swooping down from the clouds with a long roar.

Ye Xunhuan's expression was a little strange, because he thought of the Yaksha clan in the desert who could resist all kinds of beasts, and the beautiful Yaksha princess Onona, and he didn't know if she finally understood what she was trying to say.

"This is the Condor King on the Condor Mountain, who was domesticated by me as an aerial mount, but it is too conspicuous in the imperial capital, and it is generally not summoned. Ye Shimeng explained, and flew on the back of the Condor King, and Ye Xunhuan followed closely behind.

The Condor King soared into the sky, and in the blink of an eye flew to the top of the mountain, which was actually not very high, but the mountainside was full of dense forests, and it was impossible to see anything clearly at a glance.

The Condor King circled around the top of the mountain a few times, and suddenly plunged headlong. When he arrived at ten meters above the dense forest, Ye Xunhuan only felt that the scenery in front of him had changed, how could there be any dense forest, and the bottom was clearly an open place that had been trimmed, and there was a courtyard built on it, and two mountain dogs were lazily basking in the sun outside the courtyard, and there were more than ten guards in the courtyard, thinking that it was to protect the ghost hand master Ou Yezi, and what kind of obstruction should be arranged in the sky, so that others could not find out that there was another mystery here.

"See the Pavilion Master. More than a dozen guards rushed out, respectfully saluted Ye Shimeng who jumped from the Condor King, and after a cursory sweep, he found that the highest of these more than ten guards had reached the realm of a five-star holy war master, and the Treasure Pavilion was as master as a cloud.

"What about Master Ou Yezi?" Ye Shimeng asked.

"Back to the Pavilion Master, Master Ou Yezi has been forging a sword in retreat for a month, and he ordered not to disturb him. The most powerful guard replied, oblivious to the presence of Night Seeker.

Ye Shimeng nodded and said, "You guys are busy with yourself." ”

"It seems that it is not a coincidence, are we going to go home?" said Ye Xunhuan.

"No hurry, let's walk around. Ye Shimeng said.

Ye Xunhuan naturally put his arm around Ye Shimeng's waist and walked towards the forest on the right, but the more than ten guards all looked straight at each other, and their eyes seemed to be about to pop out.

"Old ...... Boss, I'm not dazzled, the priest put his arm around the pavilion master's waist. One of the guards stammered to the most powerful leader.

The leader's eyes didn't move, and he scolded in his mouth: "Niang Xipi, Lao Tzu still suspects that his eyes are spent, how can this priest come out of the fierce man, I remember that last time a holy magician was disrespectful to the pavilion master, and the next day he broke his limbs and hung on the door of the magician's guild." ”

Ye Shimeng snuggled up in the arms of Ye Xunhuan and came to a stream in the forest, which was lined with brightly colored wildflowers, which was very beautiful.

"The source of this stream is on the top of the mountain, it is cold and sweet, and it can beautify and nourish the skin. Ye Shimeng squatted down by the stream, picked up a handful of stream water, put it to his lips, drank two sips, and chuckled.

"Such a god? Could it be that the source of the stream grows natural treasures?"

Ye Shimeng glanced at Ye Xunhuan in surprise and said, "You guessed correctly, there is a cold jade grass growing at the source of the stream, which is a rare elixir. ”

"Han Yucao? Ye Xunhuan shrugged, he didn't care very much, the five-leaf golden crystal grass that produced the medicine spirit could stay in his space obediently, he really couldn't look down on the general elixir of the cold jade grass, and it was useless with him.

"In fact, there is another property of cold jade grass that is not well known, and the stream water soaked in it is the best cooling water when forging various objects, which can increase the probability of successful forging. Ye Shimeng continued.

"Hehe, it's no wonder that Master Ou Yezi chose this place as a place of seclusion. Ye Xunhuan understood that Master Ou Yezi's forging room must have introduced a tributary of this stream.

At this time, several colorful butterflies flew over, mistaking the lifelike butterfly orchid headdress on Ye Shimeng's head for a real butterfly orchid, flying above her head.

Seeing this scene, a long-lost figure suddenly appeared in front of Ye Xunhuan's eyes, the indifferent figure that led the butterflies to dance, and the current Ice Phoenix Pavilion Master Mu Weiliang.

"Don't you know that it's rude to think of another woman when you're with a beautiful woman? Ye Shimeng performed the beauty universal two-finger Zen magic skill on the waist of Ye Xunhuan, and her beautiful eyes glared at him angrily.

"Hehe, is there one?" Ye Xunhuan shrugged his teeth, in front of her, he did think of the other two women, one was Ou Nona, and the other was Mu Weiliang, but he didn't expect Ye Shimeng's intuition to be so accurate.

"Don't take it as an example, if you think about other women, I'll let you walk back to the imperial capital today. Ye Shimeng let go of the jade hand that was pinching Ye Xunhuan's waist and rubbed it gently.

"No problem, I only want you today. Ye Xunhuan grabbed Ye Shimeng's soft and boneless jade hand, and gently rubbed his fingers in her palm.

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