The corners of Tang Xuerou's lips moved slightly, and sweat appeared on her forehead.

The beautiful face was pale and the complexion was extremely bad, and the little white hands trembled slightly, as if they had dreamed of a bad thing.

As soon as Chen Changan pushed the door inside, he saw this scene, and heard the faint dream on the corner of her lips, which was actually her name, and her heart couldn't help but tremble violently.

Tang's mother on one side was so tired that she fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

He stepped forward and first gave Tang Xuerou and Tang Xuan two Great Heart Pills.

Then he turned over his hand and took out the jade bottle containing the liquid medicine and smeared it on Tang Xuan.

The golden wind and jade dew ointment contained in the jade bottle is a medicine for external use, which has a miraculous effect on external injuries, and can generate flesh and heal bones.

If the great monks in Yunzhou see it, they will not be distressed to death and scold Chen Changan for losing their family, after all, if these two medicines are combined, they can treat almost all injuries.

Chen Changan was fine when he gave Tang Xuan the medicine, after all, they were all men, and he took off his robe and smeared those wounds, but when it was Tang Xuerou's turn, he was a little embarrassed.

He glanced at Tang's mother, couldn't bear to wake her up, gritted his teeth, silently thought in his heart that he would not be rude, and then started to move.

For a while, spring appeared.

After a while, Chen Changan walked out of the door like a thief, closed it gently, and his cheeks flushed slightly.

He had to admit that some of the girls were not only good-looking but also very good-looking.

If it weren't for the fact that he believed that he was a righteous gentleman, under that scene, I am afraid that he would have been beastly a long time ago.

Amitabha, sins and sins.

Chen Changan kept reciting the Buddha's verses silently in his heart to calm down the fluctuations in his heart.

After all, he had no personnel in his previous life, and this life really developed too fast.

watched Chen Changan walk downstairs, with words in his mouth, and walked towards the backyard.

Bai Ya's face was full of doubts.

Zhou Tieyi's eyes narrowed when he saw this, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly: "It's not the group of bald donkeys in Wuchan Temple, it must be the Buddha who did something bad." ”

"What's the bad thing?" Bai Ya looked at Zhou Tieyi with flashing eyes, although he asked.

Zhou Tieyi glanced at his eyes and said with a smile: "If there can be anything bad, it's similar to what Li Zhou's kid wanted to do when he saw you." ”

"Senior Zhou, don't talk nonsense!" Bai Yaxiao's face was slightly red, and she said shyly.

"Ouch, the white girl will be shy, she has really grown up!" Zhou Tieyi continued with a smile.

"Senior Zhou, you don't have a proper shape, ignore you!" Bai Ya snorted quietly, and then hurried back to the room with broken steps.

Zhou Tieyi smiled and said nothing when he saw this.

Watching the figure disappear at the end of the corridor, a look of remembrance appeared on his face.

In the past, when he went out of Beihai, he also encountered a female goblin, and he was also fascinated at first sight, and when he thought about it, the situation on that day was quite similar to today's Li Zhou.

But at that time, he was not as stunned as Li Zhou, after all, he was already a graceful and beautiful boy when he was nineteen years old, and his name was also on the Qingyun Book of Yunzhou to compile young talents.

It's just a pity, the Yangchun River is cold, and the boy returns alone.

That's probably how things are in the world, he likes her, she doesn't like him, she likes him, he doesn't like her.

Zhou Tieyi thought about it, picked up the wine gourd and took another sip, and muttered in his mouth: "Although Li Zhou was stunned, it was also very good, if he could please a fairy woman, he would wake up laughing in a dream." ”

For no reason, he actually wanted to take Li Zhou into his door.

Chen Changan didn't know Zhou Tieyi's thoughts, otherwise he would inevitably slaughter him ruthlessly, Li Zhou's cultivation was his Blood Demon Sutra, and he was going to be his Heavenly Demon Sect big man in the future, how could he give it to him as an apprentice cheaply.

He had just calmed down at the moment, holding the beast core in his hand, and frantically running the Heavenly Demon Sutra to devour.

The surrounding heaven and earth aura also converged into a whirlpool, and the sea of rivers poured towards Chen Changan's acupuncture points around him.

Chen Changan's aura on his body climbed steadily.

If Zhou Tieyi saw this scene here, he would definitely be even more shocked, because Chen Chang'an's cultivation speed at this time was not inferior to that of the Guanzi Realm at that time.

It stands to reason that the higher the cultivator's realm breaks through, the slower the cultivation speed will be, like the Spiritual Realm, unless there is an adventure, otherwise even those Tianjiao of the Yunzhou Great Sect will need a year and a half to break through.

After all, the spiritual power to be consumed was too huge, and no one could directly devour the power of the beast core like Chen Changan.

Of course, it was not without influence on Chen Changan, maintaining the cultivation speed of the Guanzi Realm in the Spiritual Inheritance Realm would cause the beast core in his hand to be consumed faster, and sufficient cultivation resources were needed to maintain it.

Dawn breaks, and a morning glow blooms in the sky.

Wisps of cold morning light sprinkled on all corners of Jinyang City, although it did not tear the darkness of dawn, but it still gave people infinite refreshment.

The main entrance of the East Palace.

Zhan Xuan's cheeks were red, and he walked out of the East Palace with his legs that were a little weak, only to feel that His Royal Highness last night was extremely brave, and she really couldn't bear it.

"It's all your Highness, how can I do this!"

Zhan Xuan whispered, but saw a sedan chair with the symbol of the East Palace being carried out at the door.

"Miss Zhan, His Royal Highness has ordered us to give you a ride, where are you going?" The old palanquin man who carried the sedan chair looked at Zhan Xuan and asked.

Zhan Xuan's heart warmed, and then said: "You wait for a while, I'll go and see the master, and then see where I'm going." ”

"Yes!"

A group of sedan chair drivers responded in unison, respectfully put down the sedan chair, and stood on both sides to wait.

Zhan Xuan walked to the left and arrived at the side hall of the East Palace, wanting to see the master who had not been seen for many days, but she heard that the master was not there, and she had entered the palace, so she didn't think much about it, and went out after a few words of greeting with her brothers.

She sat in the sedan chair and carried her to the swordsman's house.

The swordsman residence is the inn where the Changbai Sword Sect entered the palace the day before yesterday, and when the sedan chair descended to the door of the swordsman residence, someone came out to welcome Zhan Xuan in, and this place was also arranged by the prince of the East Palace for the people of the Changbai Sword Sect.

The door closed, and after a moment's talk, it opened again.

Zhan Xuan walked out with a smile on his face and motioned for the sedan chair to be carried back to the East Palace by itself.

Those sedan chair drivers thought that they were not stable enough to make Zhan Xuan dissatisfied, and immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, Zhan Xuan explained with a faint smile, it had nothing to do with them, they dared to carry the sedan chair back to the East Palace.

It's not that the sedan chair man can't carry it well, but the place where she is going next is something that mortals can't see.

After all, if you want to issue a bounty that may offend the demon clan, even ordinary monks are not qualified to lift it, let alone these mortal sedan chairmen.

Her figure flashed a few times and disappeared into Jinyang City.

After Zhan Xuan left, the swordsman was inside, and an angry voice came out like a wave.

"Why didn't you do it that night?"

A middle-aged man in a white robe glared angrily at the female disciple kneeling on the ground not far in front of him, and anger rose in his eyes.

His name is Yang Zhijie, he is the third elder of the Changbai Sword Sect, and he is also Chen Changan's former master.

The expulsion of Chen Changan from the division was agreed by him, and the killing of Chen Changan was also mentioned by him, and because of the female disciple in front of him, these two things have not been completed yet.

The most terrible thing is that Chen Changan has recovered, and his strength is even stronger, he can defeat the disciples of Kunlun, dare to kill the disciples of the Yunzhou Dao Palace, and defeat Han Xingyu, of course, all of this is not as important as his relationship with the old city.

"I ...... I thought he was abolished, and there was no difference between early and late killing. ”

Bai Shijiao knelt on her knees, lowered her head and whispered.

On that rainy night, she did have a chance to kill Chen Changan, but she didn't give up her heart after all.

After all, on that rainy night, Chen Changan looked so down, like a dying wild dog, he never thought about not seeing him for a few days, but he had something to do with the old city of Xue.

"Hmph, do you know how much trouble you let him go that night, and now it's become a big problem?"

Yang Zhijie threw up his sleeves, and his chest was undulating and difficult to calm down.

Bai Shijiao raised her head, a hint of hesitation flashed in her bright eyes, and then she gritted her teeth and said, "Please give the disciple another chance, this time I promise to bring Chen Changan's head back!"

"It's late!"

Yang Zhijie's angular face showed a chill, and the killing intent in his maple leaf-like eyes surged, and he said categorically: "I have promised the East Palace, this time I will personally take action to clear Chen Changan out of the division!"

The words fell, like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, resounding in the hearts of every disciple of the Changbai Sword Sect in the room.

Their former elder brother is now about to be executed by the master himself.

I couldn't help but feel a wave in my heart.

"Go and prepare, seven days later, when your Senior Brother Lin arrives, I will take you to clean up the master gate together!"

Yang Zhijie walked away with his hands, his voice was cold like a killer, without the slightest emotion, as if it was not his former disciple who was going to be killed, but a dog that had nothing to do with him.

They sat in silence and looked at each other.

No one dared to raise objections, and no one dared to respond.

There was a thunderbolt falling in the silence, and many disciples lowered their heads, they had all been taken care of by the senior brother Chen Chang'an, and had been guided and cared for by him, but after seven days, they wanted to take revenge.