Chapter Seventy-Two: Misunderstanding

Yang Feng was still standing behind Zhao Xueqin, his hands clasping her waist to fix his body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

All the disciples who ride the flying sword are men carrying men, and women carrying women. Only Yang Feng and Zhao Xueqin are a male and female pairing. And it was Zhao Xueqin carrying Yang Feng.

Therefore, Yang Feng and Zhao Xueqin have become the focus of attention. Almost everyone's eyes fell on them, and the envy, jealousy and hatred were even more indescribable. Just imagine, how unsuitable it is for a fairy-like beauty to be with an ordinary-looking Han boy! It is estimated that all people are hateful in their hearts: what is a toad who wants to eat swan meat, this is!

However, everyone was angry, but no one dared to show it, because Yang Feng is now their uncle, their "elder", who dares to be presumptuous in front of the "elders"?

Therefore, when Yang Feng set his eyes on those disciples, they all bowed their heads timidly, and no one dared to look at him.

They are still in the sky above the Baiyun Palace, and the Baiyun Palace is built on the Baiyun Terrace, the area of the Baiyun Platform is quite wide, and the disciples who cultivate here don't know how many, they are all dressed in snow-white Taoist robes, and the white clouds are almost integrated, only black human heads emerge from the clouds, dense, and I don't know how many. The flying sword of the Sky Survey Law Enforcement flew over the heads of this dense area of people - at the beginning, the people did not fly high, only about three or four zhang from the ground, so they could clearly see the people on the ground, and the people on the ground could also see the Sky Survey Law Enforcement of the Edgeworth very clearly.

Flying away from Baiyuntai, all the flying swords plunged headlong into the sea of clouds, and at the same time descended to the ground along the mountain of Buyu Mountain. The height of Bufu Mountain is 3,700 zhang, and it must be lowered to a height of 3,700 zhang to reach the flat land.

After leaving Baiyuntai, without the "attention salute" of those disciples, Yang Feng's mood was also much more relaxed. He stood behind Zhao Xueqin, hugged her waist tightly, smelled her body fragrance, and a feeling of intoxication hit his heart. And the greasy and creamy feeling on Zhao Xueqin's waist also came to his mind through Yang Feng's hand for a while, causing him to breed a burst of stupid delusions.

"Break your desires!" Yang Feng couldn't help but roar in his heart, desperately suppressing his shameful thoughts.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and asked Zhao Xueqin something without words to divert his attention: "Senior Sister Zhao, where are we going?"

"Let's go to Dongmang Mountain first, and then go to Zhucheng Mansion in the west after the inspection, and then arrive at Ziluo City, and meet the first law enforcement tower. Zhao Xueqin replied.

"What? Aren't we all the way with the first law enforcement officer?" Yang Feng said in surprise.

"Of course not—the first enforcement station divided the thirty of us into five groups and patrolled different areas. After the patrol is completed, they will merge into one road. Zhao Xueqin replied.

Yang Feng looked left and right, and saw that the Heaven Survey disciples had already divided into several ways and flew in different directions, and there were only two groups left in their vicinity, plus their group, there were exactly six people.

Buyu Mountain is really high, it took a long time for them to come up a year ago, and the time it took to go down the mountain today is also not short.

I don't know how long it took, but they finally descended the mountain and came to the flat land. It's still a rolling mountainous terrain with mountain to mountain and almost no end. But the height of these mountains is far less than that of the Buyu Mountain, at most only two or three hundred zhang high (more than 1,000 meters above the sea), and there is no spectacular sea of clouds, it looks just a piece of green, although green also symbolizes vitality, but there is no sea of clouds to embellish, always like something is missing.

Zhao Xueqin set the height at 600 zhang (about 2,000 meters in the sea), and then the sword floated straight into the sky.

I don't know how long I flew, Zhao Xueqin suddenly slowed down, and then shouted to the two groups of people flying on their left and right: "You guys go first, wait for us in Guqiao Town in front!"

"Senior Sister Zhao, then let's go first!" A group of Heaven Survey disciples on the left shouted at Zhao Xueqin and them, sped up and swung forward, disappearing from their field of vision in the blink of an eye.

"Senior Sister Zhao, then let's go first, you and Uncle Yang will follow slowly. The group of Heaven Survey disciples on the right also sped up and left.

"Senior Sister Zhao, who are they?" Yang Feng asked curiously.

"On the left are Zheng Wenzhi and Jiang Honghuo, on the right are Ying Xiaoshan and Qiu Dahai, Zheng and Ying are both the top 16 in the last Five Elements Exam, and Jiang and Qiu are the top 16 this year. ”

"They're going fast, are we going to keep up with them?" Yang Feng asked.

"No, let's go somewhere else first. Zhao Xueqin said, stepped on the flying sword, aimed at a place on the ground and landed.

They landed on a lawn, Zhao Xueqin put away the Ruthless Immortal Sword, and said to Yang Feng: "Senior Brother Yang, you wait for me here for a while, and I'll come when I go." As he spoke, he walked into the pine forest on the left.

She walked in a hurry, untying the pink silk around her waist as she walked. Zhao Xueqin's back is also very beautiful, her long black green hair hanging down to her waist is lightly tied by a pink pink silk, and a snow-white fairy dress wraps her slender figure, which looks even more charming.

Yang Feng was fascinated, and saliva seemed to flow out of the corners of his mouth, but when his gaze moved down and saw Zhao Xueqin's skirt, he was stunned.

It turned out that Zhao Xueqin's skirt had a large wet red stain!

Yang Feng's first feeling was: Zhao Xueqin is injured! The wet red stain is blood!

He hurriedly rushed forward and shouted, "Senior Sister Zhao, you are injured!"

Zhao Xueqin turned around and waved at him: "I'm not injured, don't come here!"

"But, why are you bleeding?" Yang Feng froze, still worried.

"Don't shout, that's not blood!" Zhao Xueqin's face showed two shy flushes, and she glared at Yang Feng at the same time, revealing a hint of disgust.

Yang Feng hurriedly closed his mouth, not daring to talk nonsense anymore, for fear of making Zhao Xueqin angry again. However, he wondered in his heart: the wet red stain on Senior Sister Zhao's skirt was obviously blood, but how could she say that it was not blood?

He racked his brains and didn't think that it was actually just a physiological phenomenon for girls, and it wasn't worth making a fuss about. However, he is just a hairy boy who doesn't know anyone, how can he know those things about girls?

After about a cup of tea, Zhao Xueqin walked out of the pine forest. I saw that she had changed into a blue shirt, and the blush on her face had disappeared and returned to her normal look. Seeing that Yang Feng was still in a daze, she couldn't help but smile: "Don't be stupid, let's go!"