In the southern district of Wuwei City, a house covering an area of nearly 10,000 square meters and lined with pavilions and houses.

"Senior Wei, it's been a long time!"

Wei Wuji, who was wearing a silver mask and light armor, patrolling around the temporary station of the Heavenly Demon Palace, suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him.

Swish!

He turned around like lightning, the dark iron folding fan in his hand shook open, his true qi was running, his muscles tensed, and he looked warily at the place where the sound came from.

He is a master of congenital success, what kind of person can appear behind him silently?

It was a man with a funny monkey head mask, a slender and straight figure, and a flat breath.

The man was wearing a sky-blue robe, his long inky hair was tied at random by a rough wooden hairpin, and he carried a long knife wrapped in white leather behind his back. Because he was wearing a mask, he couldn't see his age clearly.

"Your Excellency?"

Wei Wuji asked tentatively.

The reason why he didn't do it immediately was because the other party's strength couldn't figure it out, and on the other hand, because the other party's voice was somewhat familiar.

"We were still fighting side by side in Tongling City some time ago, Senior Wei won't forget it so soon!"

"Tongling, you are a public ......"

Wei Wuji was puzzled for a moment, and then his eyes widened, obviously thinking of Song Yifei's identity, but just as he broke it, he suddenly closed his mouth and looked around vigilantly.

"Ahem! It's Brother Gongsun! I'm really sorry, I'm sorry!" Wei Wuji took a step forward, arched his hands and said with a smile.

What Gongsun brother?

Song Yifei, who was a little confused by Wei Wuji's words, heard Wei Wuji's true qi transmission in his ears.

"Don't stay in the city, get out of the city quickly!"

Wei Wuji's tone was full of anxiety.

What does this mean?

Just let me go!

This time, Song Yifei was even more confused.

"Please also ask Senior Wei to make it clear!"

He also used his true qi to transmit his voice and make inquiries.

It's just that before Wei Wuji could speak, Song Zhi'an, who was wearing soft armor and carrying a long knife of Xuantie, his steps were a little vain, and his face was slightly pale, just walked out of the courtyard behind him.

Perhaps because of the reason, Song Zhian did not wear the silver mask of the signboard of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Song Zhi'an was obviously injured, Song Yifei's brows wrinkled together unconsciously, and a trace of coldness unintentionally exuded from his body.

Wei Wuji, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but shudder.

Song Zhi'an didn't recognize Song Yifei, and when he saw Wei Wuji and Song Yifei standing together, he asked casually:

"Senior Brother Wei, who is this?"

Hearing Song Zhi'an's inquiry, when Wei Wuji didn't know what to say, Song Yifei had already transmitted the voice.

"Daddy!

"Easy ......"

Hearing Song Yifei's voice, Song Zhian was stunned for a moment, then showed a moment of panic, and then quickly suppressed it.

The whole process was as fast as changing his face, which shows the shock caused by Song Yifei's appearance to Song Zhian.

"Don't ask anything! Get out of town and hide!"

Song Zhi'an's voice with his true qi was similar to Wei Wuji's, very urgent, full of anxiety and worry.

The words of the two seemed to be taken by Song Yifei as a deaf ear, not only did he not turn around and leave immediately, but also walked towards Song Zhi'an.

"Daddy, are you hurt, who did it?"

"Don't ask so much, let's go! If you are discovered, it will be too late!"

Song Zhi'an was about to get angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

Wei Wuji on the side had a feeling of scratching his ears and cheeks in his heart, but his face had to be calm and light.

"Childe go quickly! This time it's really dangerous, when you're safe, the adult will naturally explain it to you!"

Things can't be clarified in a few words, and the two of them just want him to turn around and leave immediately.

Don't hesitate, don't linger.

It's a pity that Song Yifei's actions are completely contrary to what they thought.

"How's the old lady? Are you hurt! Take me to see it!"

As he spoke, Song Yifei was about to go to the courtyard.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Song Zhi'an, who was made of chest tightness and shortness of breath by Song Yifei's actions, touched the wound in his body and couldn't help coughing heavily.

Song Yifei, who was about to enter the courtyard, flashed to his side, injecting a wisp of pure true qi into his body, treating his injuries while inspecting his physical condition.

"It's okay, it's not too serious! But this injury ......."

Song Yifei's eyes narrowed slightly, this injury was obviously caused by the entry of alien true qi into his body.

"I'm fine! You! Hurry up!"

Song Zhian was already stubborn by Song Yifei and wanted to tie him up angrily.

But the current situation makes him have to behave calmly, which is really uncomfortable.

"You take the medicine first, bring this, and I'll go see my mother!"

After stuffing a three-hundred-year-old blood lingzhi and white jade essence stone to Song Zhi'an, Song Yifei turned around and was about to continue walking towards the courtyard.

"You bastard!"

This time he was really going to vomit blood in Song Zhi'an, he was too anxious in his heart, his emotions were really uncontrollable, he raised his hand to grab Song Yifei and pull him away directly.

As a result, after his hand fell on Song Yifei, Song Yifei's figure dissipated like a dream bubble, and it turned out that his real body had already entered.

"Flashes of light! How is this bastard boy as stubborn as he was when he was a child!"

Looking at the dissipating phantom in front of him, Song Zhi'an gritted his teeth angrily, and his face turned pale.

"Is this piece of jade?

The warm energy from the white jade essence stone in his hand surprised Song Zhi'an, who was anxious, and then he immediately reacted, now is not the time to study these things.

"Mowgli, take care of the surroundings! Don't let others find out!"

"I see, sir!"

Hearing Song Zhi'an's order, Wei Wuji nodded slightly.

Then Song Zhian chased after Song Yifei and entered the courtyard.

At this time, Song Yifei, who had already arrived in the house with light skills, quickly found Lu Qingyan, who was closing his eyes to heal his wounds.

"Who are you? Madame is healing, not allowed to enter!"

After feeling the breath belonging to Lu Qingyan in the room, Song Yifei was about to push the door to enter when two young women jumped out from the side with sharp swords in their hands.

"I don't have time to play with you, so I'll go. ”

Song Yifei's fingers instantly popped up with several strong qi and struck the bodies of the two young women, sealing their acupoints and fixing them there.

The disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace, who were originally guarding the side and were about to step forward to help, saw that Song Yifei's strength was so terrifying, they instantly froze and watched him walk in.

Among them, several disciples, their eyes flickered, quietly retreated behind everyone, and left the courtyard with light skills.

Lu Qingyan, who was concentrating on healing, felt a hand pressing on her shoulder, and then a stream of mellow and pure true qi entered her body, helping her to heal her injuries.

Lu Qingyan, who originally wanted to stop, felt that the other party had no malicious intent, so he continued to operate the exercises.

The true qi is so strong, could it be that the master is her old man?

It seems that her old man's injuries have recovered, which is great!

Lu Qingyan, who had a misunderstanding, couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, because of the recent events, and some tense nerves, gradually let go. Without the knot in her heart, the efficiency of the operation of her true qi has been greatly improved.

After making sure that Lu Qingyan was fine, Song Yifei took his hand away from Lu Qingyan's shoulder.

At this time, Song Zhian hurriedly chased in.

"Let's go!"

couldn't help but say, Song Zhi'an, who entered the house, looked anxious, and pulled Song Yifei to run outside.

Song Yifei did not resist and followed him out of the house.

It's just that I didn't expect that as soon as the two of them went out, a terrifying and domineering momentum was overwhelming. Song Zhi'an, who meant that it was not good, turned pale in an instant.

"Protector Song, where are you going? Who is this person?"