Ye Lingfei thought that she was strong enough to bear a lot of bitterness and bitterness, but after saying these words, she couldn't cry anymore, looking at the man who was younger than her own age next to her, she couldn't help but feel the grievances that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time, and her broad and strong chest was the biggest support.

Yang Qing's face was grim and silent, and the pear blossom with rain made him feel pity, hating the 'old bustard' and 'second uncle' in her mouth. But she couldn't say a word of comfort, and the pain in her heart could not be healed by just a few words.

Ye Lingfei held back her crying, fearing that it would cause Yang Qing's dissatisfaction, her plump chest sobbed, and her tears wet Jinpa.

The thought of a fire burning down the Yanyu Building floated in his heart, Yang Qing was startled by this sudden thought, his personality had changed so much in a few years, he didn't realize it. After thinking about it, although the evil intentions of the old bustard in Yanyulou were hateful, after all, he had protected Ye Lingfei from being humiliated for three years, and since he had regained his freedom, he would no longer care about it.

As for Ye Lingfei's 'second uncle' and others, Yang Qing already had murderous intent towards them. This kind of contradiction within the family, he, an outsider, has no right to meddle at all, but he inexplicably wants to take care of it.

One of the three major families in Yunxi City is a behemoth for Yang Qing, there must be no shortage of powerful monks or masters in the Ye family, and this matter can be solved without strong strength, for a while, he couldn't help but feel anxious, but he didn't think about retreating.

"Competing with the masters is of great benefit to the improvement of cultivation. Moreover, seeing a big family can broaden your horizons even more" Yang Qing persuaded himself in his heart.

Ye Lingfei sat quietly, her reddish eyes and faint tears showed that she had just cried. She didn't expect Yang Qing to help her repay the hatred of the family, she didn't dare to imagine fighting against the Ye family with a big family with one person. If you want to talk about expectation, it is that Yang Qing can keep her by her side, and then go to find her mother, who is unknown in her early life and death.

"Miss Ye, can my aunt be alive at this time" Yang Qing asked softly, and made up her mind to intervene, so she wanted to find out her clue and ask Ye Lingfei if she could get any valuable clues, so she pinned her on her mother.

"Brother Qing, I haven't heard of my mother since I escaped from Yunxi City, and I ...... at this time" Ye Lingfei's tears overflowed again, Bei Yan bit her lips lightly, and said sadly.

"Tomorrow, I'll go back to Yunxi City with you," Yang Qing said softly, but his tone was full of determination.

"Really, but ......" Ye Lingfei's delicate face was not dry with tears, and she said in surprise, and then worried.

"It's okay, they dare to commit murder......" Yang Qing's tone was soft, but it was overflowing with cold air.

Ye Lingfei's anxious heart calmed down, and although she didn't get the promise, she was still very down-to-earth.

Subsequently, Yang Qing left Ye Lingfei alone in the inn and went out alone. There must be a Fang City in Moon Lake City, and he went this time to sell the five magic weapons obtained in the Demon Cave, and then add some spiritual fruits, pills and other things, and he also hopes to find a body refining exercise, hoping to tear the dantian and break through to the Purple Mansion Realm.

"Mixed Yuan Thirty-six Styles" is a body refining exercise, in which the ten forms of the sea realm can help him break through to the purple mansion realm, and the process is to enhance the control of strength when the muscles of the whole body are close to developing balance. However, Yang Qing was already a balance in the development of muscles in his whole body by chance, which was unattainable, but it also made the Ten Styles of the Sea Realm lose their effect on him. Therefore, he wants to control the power of his body, one is to kill time and explore alone, and the other is to gain the experience of his predecessors, that is, the exercises of refining the body.

The Fang City of Moon Lake City is not as good as Fengju City, it took a lot of effort to find it, the bustling noise on the street gradually decreased, Yang Qing came to a rather secluded pavilion, this pavilion has no plaque, and there is no small house shouting. However, the divine consciousness can catch the fluctuations of the true element here. I was sure in my heart, and I didn't hesitate to push the door in.

On the first floor of the pavilion, more than a dozen men and women dressed in various clothes were talking in low voices, and a young man in a brocade shirt sat on a wooden chair, without looking up, pointing to the back door, and then fiddling with the teapot in his hand.

Yang Qing knew that there were true yuan fluctuations in this young man's body, and he couldn't judge what realm it was, so he hugged his fists slightly, and then pushed open the back door and came to the backyard.

The backyard is flat and very wide, a radius of one mile, surrounded by two-story pavilions, above the courtyard, the halo flashes, covered by the formation, all kinds of stalls are full, there are two or three hundred people in and out, from each pavilion in and out.

Monks can set up stalls here to sell and buy at will, and if they want to rent a counter on the second floor of all pavilions, they will collect a spirit stone every hour, which is mostly used by large families, and most of them set up stalls here.

Yang Qing browsed the stalls with a calm expression, this fang market was much smaller than that of Fengju City, and the supplies for all kinds of monks were relatively plain. After walking around, looking for an open space, taking out five magic weapons to sell, and there was no need to shout, and after a while, it was full of people.

These five magic weapons were infected by the magic element, and the value was greatly reduced, and if you want to refine it, you need to first expel the mark left by the magic element, only those monks who do not have magic weapons can look at it, and several monks inquired, but they are shy in their pockets, so that one has not been sold.

Among the five magic weapons, the three rotten yellow eight-inch nails are the most valuable, small and dexterous, controlled by divine sense, driven by true yuan, extremely fast, and can corrode the flesh, followed by a pair of blade-like claws. Yang Qing is not worried about not being able to sell.

The work of the tea cup, the bone blade was sold, this bone blade is useless, but it can be used as evidence to eliminate demons, and it was bought by a family member to complete the training task, less than an hour, even the one that was bought and sent, all sold, a total of seventy spirit stones.

Then go to the second floor of the pavilion to look for usable things, the exercises are for sale, but most of them are true level exercises for refining qi, and most of them are not easy to identify the authenticity. Yang Qing was not disappointed when he didn't find a suitable exercise, and exchanged the spirit stone for some spirit fruits, pills and other things that contained the aura of heaven and earth, and left Fang City, and there were still three hundred and thirty spirit stones in the Sumeru gourd.

The streets are bustling with pedestrians, hawkers are shouting, and many shops have moved their counters to the sides of the street in order to attract customers.

On a stall with a dazzling array of jewelry, a group of pedestrians stopped to watch and choose exquisite jewelry for their sweetheart, Yang Qing saw that Ye Lingfei only had a silver hairpin, and wanted to buy one for her, but was dispelled by a sentence from the stall owner. "This little brother, for the desired candidate, what do you think of this sea pattern green hosta?"

Returned to the inn, went directly to find Cheng Wanliang, he was sitting cross-legged to practice, his bare arms were wrapped in bandages, without waiting for him to speak, Yang Qing took the lead in explaining his intentions, he didn't know how long everyone would stay here, and he didn't want to delay the time here, so he said that he had the intention of going.

Cheng Wanliang was not surprised, with everyone's injuries, it would take at least three or five days to continue on the road, knowing that Yang Qing didn't care about the twenty taels of silver, and being able to kill Tao Hong at a critical moment was already a promise to keep. He didn't want to keep it anymore, just a few words of greeting, and the silver couldn't be used, so he gave the Tengyan blue-maned horse as a thank you.

Yang Qing regarded the rush as cultivation, and he couldn't use the Tengyan Qingmane Horse, so he wanted to refuse. But thinking of the hundreds of miles from Moon Lake City to Yunxi City, Ye Lingfei's weak body couldn't tell when he would go, and besides, this was what he deserved, so he accepted it with peace of mind.

Back in the room, Ye Lingfei sat quietly at the table and never went out. The two of them were hungry and ordered a few delicious side dishes for Xiao Er to deliver, and the two agreed to leave Moon Lake City early the next morning and rush to Yunxi City.

The inn room was stuffy, and Ye Lingfei's white forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but she didn't dare to go out without permission. Yang Qing didn't matter, seeing that she was quite restrained, she let her go out to cool off but refused, so in the end Yang Qing had to go out and tell Xiao Er to prepare warm water for her bathing and send it to the room.

Yang Qing's ears and eyes were smart, the slight sound of undressing in the room, the sound of stirring water could be heard clearly, his heart was hot, and he bolted the door tightly with an order, and left the door. The air was damp, and his body was sticky and uncomfortable, but he couldn't wash it.

In the blink of an eye, it was night, the night sky was clear, and the noise of Moon Lake City continued unabated. After dinner, Yang Qing stood in the corridor of the inn with a helpless expression, planning to let Ye Lingfei sleep peacefully in the room for the night, but she followed behind and refused to occupy the room alone.

Sitting cross-legged on a wooden chair in the cloister, she entered the meditation, hoping that she would return to the room if she could not stand the sleepiness.

At midnight, the entire Moon Lake City quieted down, and Yang Qing woke up from his meditation, looking at Ye Lingfei, who was frowning slightly and leaning against the wooden railing, with a tangled expression. Tiptoe up and pick it up gently.

"Ahh

The light moonlight dotted the dark room, and Ye Lingfei had fallen asleep soundly in her arms, her delicate face concealing her tiredness.

Looking at the delicate face in her arms, the red lips fluttering, the feeling of pity welled up in her heart, her arms moved, and she wanted to put it on the bed, Ye Lingfei's long eyelashes trembled, and she was about to wake up from her sleep.

Yang Qing couldn't bear to wake her up, and hugged her into her arms again, as if she felt the warmth of her chest and a powerful heartbeat, Ye Lingfei quieted down. Sitting on the bed with a large hand, gently supporting the tender neck with a large hand in the crook of the arm, free one hand, to help him take off his embroidered shoes and white socks.

In this way, holding the unaware Ke'er, I wanted to enter the cultivation, but the faint fragrance and soft touch made the mood fluctuate inexplicably, and the free right hand couldn't help but put it on the straight buttocks.

The plain long skirt was not real in the night, the fabric was very thin, and the soft and elastic touch came, but it was mixed with the roughness of the fabric, which made Yang Qing's chaotic mind clear, "How can you be such a thin woman in distress"

Lying in the crook of her arm, she looked peaceful, and the defenseless Ye Lingfei's red lips opened lightly, exhaling a faint fragrance, and she couldn't help but think of the warm air and soft arms that the red lips crossed in the Crescent Moon Lake, and wanted to pull back the heavy body for her, Yang Qing had to admit that he was already in love with the person in his arms.