The sound was ethereal, like in a deep and wide cave, echoing for a long time and then gradually dissipating.

Erer tried to hear what he was saying, but the load on his body was already at the limit, and his head buzzed, and he didn't know anything.

When she woke up, the sky didn't know how many days and moons had changed, and the lights that were originally burning were only the corner candles, the embroidered curtains were half-hanging, and the entire Shangbing Palace was silent.

"Master?" shouted tentatively, and Er'er grabbed the curtain and stuck his head out to look out.

There was no one.

Inexplicably relieved, she moved her shoulders and found that the heart-rending pain she felt before had disappeared, and only her heart and lungs were still a little uncomfortable.

Stretching out his hand to pinch the trick, a small cluster of fire can already be summoned at will.

That's amazing!

The big guy wouldn't praise her at this point, but Erer praised himself without hesitation, then got out of bed, changed into a set of clothes, and tiptoed out.

"Er'er Immortals. Someone called her with a laugh.

Shivering on the spot, Erer turned back vigilantly, only to find that it was Candle Yan.

Unlike Li Ye, although Candle Yan has reached the realm of the True Monarch, he often walks the Nine Heavens and the world, and is that Erer has seen him twice in the Taihe Immortal Gate, and he is not unfamiliar.

"You're courteous. She turned and curtled her knees.

Candle Yan looked at her with a smile, and reached out to hand over a cloak: "The gods have something to do." ”

"Ah, so. Er'er was also quite conscious, and he was not bold enough to ask about Liye's whereabouts, he only looked at the sky outside, "How long have I slept?"

Candle Yan bowed: "More than nine days." ”

Nine days?!Er'er snapped his fingers in shock, and his face became a little ugly when he calculated: "The autumn banquet of the Xiantai has begun." ”

"Yes. Candle Yan didn't seem to notice her abnormality, and only looked at the fairy light that crossed like a rainbow in the distance, "This year is more lively than usual, and several immortals who have been in retreat for a long time happen to have come to fruition. ”

His eyes flickered, and Er'er pinched the cloak in his hand and asked in a low voice, "Zhenjun wants to join in the fun?"

Candle Yan thought for a while: "It's okay to go, it's okay not to go." ”

"Then let's go?" Er'er invited him diligently, and said with crooked eyebrows, "The Xiantai Spiritual Qi is the most prosperous, and there is Qiong Jelly Jade Dew, it is beneficial and harmless to go, if the True Monarch lacks someone to accompany him, the little fairy is willing to lead the way for the True Monarch." ”

With that, he stretched out his legs to sweep away all the clouds under the steps, and looked at him expectantly.

Candle Yan: "......"

He held his forehead with a smile and a smile: "The whereabouts of the gods are uncertain, and I can't report this." ”

"This little thing doesn't have to alarm him. Erer waved his hand and said calmly, "Let's go early and return early." ”

Her appearance is too dog-legged, and Zhu Yan was a little embarrassed to say yes if she wanted to refuse, and after hesitating for a while, she still invited Xingyun: "Just go for an hour." ”

"Thank you, Zhenjun. Err jumped up with him, clasped his hands together, and shook them in unison.

Xiaoxian, if you want to open your eyes, Candle Yan can understand, but thinking of some tricky immortals that will appear this year, he still said to her first: "You follow me, don't go around." ”

Er'er blinked: "Breathing Aura also wants to follow Zhenjun?"

"That's not necessary. Candle Yan waved his hand, "It's just that you don't have any conflicts with the gods next to you." ”

After a pause, he added with a solemn expression: "Especially Xin Supreme God. ”

There are so many gods in Jiuxiao, she can't afford to offend any of them, except for the person she is looking for, where will she clash with others? Er Er swore and patted his chest: "Don't worry, Zhenjun, I promise not to trouble you." ”

In front of him is the Immortal Forest, for a little immortal like Er'er, it may be a place to bury bones, but when he cultivates to a point like Candle Yan, he doesn't even bother to look at it, and flies straight to Xingyun and arrives at Xiantai.

"Candle Yan!"

As soon as she landed, Erer heard people shouting angrily around her, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly ducked back.

A few gods wearing dark blue fairy robes walked towards this side violently, and before they could stand still, their words fell down with their heads covered in their faces: "What about Liye, dare to break into my Kan Clan's Immortal Gate, but don't you dare to come out and give us an explanation?"

"Dozens of people were injured in my door, and there were even more people who were burned by that divine fire and couldn't get married, what do you say?"

These people's voices are like bells, and they can hear that their cultivation is extremely high, but Zhu Yan is standing in front of him, still smiling, not afraid at all.

"I have already talked to the god of Liye, and I ask you to be calm and wait for the god to reply. ”

"You said it easily, how many days have he been, has he ever shown up?"

"The gods can't find him, and the little fairy is even more helpless. Candle Yan spread his hands, "It's better for a few gods to look for it near Buzhou Mountain, maybe you can get something." ”

"You guys are clearly trying to shirk this!"

"It's so unbelievable!"

A few angry reprimands, with a murderous aura rolled up, Candle Yan knew that the conflict was inevitable, sighed and put his right hand behind his back, and flicked it lightly.

Erer is secretly admiring Candle Yan Zhenjun's ability to play Tai Chi, and the situation in front of him is unexpectedly changing.

Under his feet is wet moss, in front of him is the unique fire tree silver flower in the fairy world, there is no candle Yan, and there are no more imposing Kan gods, only a sentence from Candle Yan from afar: "You go first." ”

After being stunned for a while, Erer realized that it was Candle Yan who felt that he was in the way and put himself in another corner of the feast.

And not far in front of this corner is the main feasting platform.

His eyes lit up, and he swallowed.

This can't blame her for not keeping her promise, it was Candle Yan Zhenjun who took the initiative to let her leave him, so if she takes two steps forward, there should be no problem?

Looking left and right, Erle excitedly stepped forward.

The sweet fairy fruit was trampled on by her, making a crisp sound.

Hearing the movement, she lowered her head and gasped in distress: "Immortal Fruit!"

It is worthy of the legendary feast Xiantai, this immortal fruit that can pass through a vein is thrown on the ground like this, and her twenty years of cultivation are gone.

However, there is still a lot to come.

Seeing the plump and juicy fruits along the meadow, Erer was immediately overjoyed, put his clothes in his pocket, and bent down to pick them up one by one.

"Five, six, seven. While counting and calculating the upcoming increase in cultivation, she was so happy that she couldn't see her eyebrows, seeing that the eighth one was bigger than the previous ones, she hurriedly stretched out her hand, "Eight ......"

A pale hand reached out from the side and picked up the eighth fruit before her.

Er'er's eyebrows fell, and when she looked up, she just wanted to say that she had seen it first, but when she looked up, she saw an extremely strange face.

Slender eyebrows, thin lips, a few strands of long hair as black as if smeared with thick ink fell from his sideburns, he seemed to have only black and white on his body, and the fiery red fairy fruit on his fingertips was like a little blood falling into ink.

"Ah, the eighth. He licked his lips, reached out and grabbed her neck, and "picked up" her like she was picking up fairy fruits.

"It seems to be better than the previous immortals who left the Immortal Sect. ”