Ye Yong only felt that he was in the vast starry sky, the unreachable stars in reality, and at this time he was so apt, and every one of them had a cordial feeling with him.

I had the courage to touch it with my hands, but I found that this short distance was so far away.

Ye Yong frowned, the true qi of the Ziwei Imperial Star Sutra condensed in his hand, and the surrounding starlight began to gather towards his body.

And he himself directly crossed his knees in this empty place where there was no time, enjoying the joy of cultivation.

Ye Yong didn't know how long he had been cultivating, he only felt that the true qi in his body was unprecedentedly powerful, and he had cultivated to the peak in the early days of his first involvement!

He opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that everything in the space around him had changed, and the vast sea of stars had turned into a wooden bed curtain, and it was strange as far as his eyes could see.

Looking down at his body, he couldn't help but blush, he was naked, and there were several silver needles all over his body.

The true qi was running secretly, and I saw a purple light shining, and one hundred and eight silver needles directly collapsed from the body, scattering around with Ye Yong as the center.

"Smack..."

Some of them are directly submerged in the wood, and some of them are smashed directly through the porcelain in the room!

"This"?

Ye Yong's face was a little dull, and he stood up and looked around a little incredulously, which was not his intention.

He didn't know when his power had become so powerful!

The sound in the room alarmed the outside world, and the old man and the girl suddenly rushed in, and when they saw the mess in the room, they looked surprised.

And when he asked and saw Ye Yong, he suddenly screamed loudly, and his two little hands raised to block his eyes, and his pretty face turned red.

It's just that those fingers have quietly opened some cracks in the dark...

As for the old man's face, he sank, and then pushed the question out, but the girl still had some unfinished meaning.

"This is the difference between men and women, so ugly ......"

Only the old man and Ye Yong were left in the room, and the latter also reacted at this time, and pulled the quilt on the bed over to cover his innocence.

"Thank you to the elders for saving their lives, Ye Yong is grateful, and he should be rewarded as a cow and a horse."

The old man looked at him alive, and an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes.

"You don't have to be like this, leave with that girl quickly, it is the greatest reward for me."

After saying that, the old man turned his head and left, not giving Ye Yong a chance to speak at all.

Ye Yong looked suspicious when he saw this, and he was a little unclear, so he secretly said that although the old man had a kind face, it seemed that some people should not approach.

But when he mentioned the fragrant woman, he didn't know what was going on, and she was not lightly injured.

Ye Yong glanced left and right, put on the clothes on his bedside, the unpleasant smell was gone, and there was a faint fragrance.

After a few steps to the door, I saw that the petite and delicate little girl was sneakily hiding on the side, and I was startled when I saw him come out.

"Girl, where is the woman with me now?"

Asked to ease his mind, his eyes unconsciously scanned Ye Yong's lower body, and his right hand pointed to the room on the left.

"Where is your wife"!

Ye Yong was stunned when he heard this, smiled lightly and did not refute, arched his hand and looked for it.

The question's gaze followed his back, and his cheeks couldn't help but redden......

Ye Yong entered Qingyin's room and found that she was still asleep, and reached out to probe her pulse, the serious injury had almost healed.

Aware of this, his heart became curious about the grandfather and grandson here, knowing that they were seriously injured in the meridians, and ordinary medicinal stones were ineffective at all.

"It seems that these two people are also extraordinary."

Ye Yong secretly said in his heart, and at the same time planned to take her away as soon as Xiang Po Niang woke up.

"Uh-huh,"

A coquettish snort sounded, and the light voice didn't know when he had opened his eyes, and when he saw Ye Yong sitting in front of him, still holding his jade hand, he couldn't help but blush, and quickly pulled it back.

"You stinky boy, you're always taking advantage of me"!

There was some anger in his tone, and there was even some flirtatious meaning.

Ye Yong raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and said with a smile: "This is not taking advantage, you are my fragrant woman, who is with whom." ”

Qingyin's face turned even redder, and she glared at him fiercely, but how could she feel a strange feeling in her heart.

And Ye Yong was also fascinated by his charm at this glance, he already had a peerless light voice, and his delicate appearance at the moment was even more pitiful.

He unconsciously stretched out his hand and pinched her weak and boneless soft again.

Qingyin originally wanted to struggle, but Ye Yong said with a serious face: "Mother-in-law, my lonely sword intent is broken."

Qingyin's delicate body trembled when she heard this, and her eyes were suddenly full of tenderness.

The lonely sword intent is broken, is this a confession, with himself, he is no longer lonely, but is this possible!

"Haha, Mrs. Xiang, you won't really like me, will you!"

Ye Yong suddenly laughed, his face was full of playfulness, and he looked like I was teasing you.

The tenderness in Qingyin's eyes disappeared instantly, and a murderous aura instantly filled the room, you can imagine what would have happened to Ye Yong if she hadn't been seriously injured.

Ye Yong only felt that he was cold, looked at his gloomy eyes, and hurriedly ran away after laughing.

After seeing him leave, he couldn't help but exhale, his eyes full of complicated expressions.

She's emotional!

Ye Yong ran to the courtyard in a few steps, and touched his little heart with some luck, for a beauty of this level of Qingyin, he said that it was fake not to be impressed.

But the shadow of his childhood has always lingered in his heart, even if he can't love it, he would rather be a moth to a fire.

After a wry smile, Ye Yong saw that the girl was practicing calligraphy in the courtyard, and walked in front of her in a few steps.

"Thank you for saving the girl this time, Ye Yong is grateful"!

When the girl saw that he was coming, her pretty face turned red unconsciously, and the naked scene always appeared in her mind.

"Childe doesn't have to be polite, I asked, just call me by name."

Asked? Ye Yong is obviously also a little strange about this name!

Turning his head to look at the girl's handwriting, he was about to open his mouth to praise a few times, but when he saw the handwriting she copied, his face suddenly changed!

"This!"

Ye Yong's eyes were firmly fixed on those fourteen words, and he looked up to the sky and laughed and went out, how can I be a Penghao person!

This is the masterpiece of the Qinglian Sword Immortal of the previous dynasty, but the most important thing is not here, but in the artistic conception of calligraphy!

One stroke is strong and powerful, three points into the wood, and a majestic momentum is coming, making Ye Yong feel like he is facing a high mountain, and sweat is flowing down his forehead.

"Whose word is this"!

Ye Yong hurriedly looked away, and asked with palpitations.

The girl's face was full of innocence, she didn't understand a word, why was this big brother so scared!