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After a while, a light cough broke the charming atmosphere, it turned out that Su Yu was a little unbearable to see them so intimate, and Luo Luo on the side also had crimson cheeks, her eyes were full of water, and she was a little envious of their true feelings.

Ye Feng and the others came back to their senses, and when they saw Su Yu's scrubbing eyes, they were also a little shy, and Ling Su was born from the Yunshui Sword Sect who was righteous and held the bull's ear, and he was the most shy. When Su Yu spoke out to break this charming atmosphere, Ling Su quickly broke away from Ye Feng's embrace, stood aside with his sword, and his face returned to coldness, only the shame in his eyes could not be concealed.

Ye Feng chuckled, took a few steps, and said in a respectful voice: "Uncle Su Yu, Aunt Luo Luo, you have worked hard for this time."

Su Yu's face remained unchanged, but he turned his head to look at Luo Luo on the side, Luo Luo smiled lightly, stretched out his soft wattle, and drew strokes in Su Yu's palm to explain Ye Feng's words. Ye Feng frowned slightly, then turned his head to look at Rou'er and asked about Su Yu's situation.

Rou'er sighed lightly, stared at the heroic Su Yu with low eyebrows, and sighed helplessly: "That day in the Demon Gate tunnel, Uncle Su Yu and Mo Ran fought against each other, and because he was afraid of Mo Ran's sound killing, he destroyed his ears. ”

When Ye Feng heard this, he couldn't help but be in awe, his face turned pale, and he solemnly bowed down to Su Yu who was sitting there, which made Su Yu feel shocked, and hurriedly got up, stepped forward, raised his hand to support Ye Feng, and said with a wry smile: "Door master, don't torture me, you should know that the level of the Demon Gate is strict, if you worship me, your subordinates will have no face to see the old master." ”

Speaking of Tsing Yi, Ye Feng only remembered what Rou'er said that day, his face was slightly bitter, his sword eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and he said in a low voice: "Speaking of Aunt Qing's death, I haven't been able to pay homage for many days, it's really unfilial, I don't know where Aunt Qing's body is now?"

When it comes to Tsing Yi, everyone's faces are a little sad, you must know that although Lu Dao Tsing Yi is more than half a hundred years old, her appearance is just a girl, and her generosity is not a girl, and she has some great momentum in the Demon Gate, and suddenly died, which makes the Demon Gate mourn all over the world. Rou'er moved the lotus step lightly, stood side by side with Ye Feng, grabbed the man's big hand, lowered her eyebrows and lamented: "On the day when the master passed away, in a hurry, I covered his body with internal force, so that the master's delicate body did not change, and now it has not moved, that is, when the son returns, the son will hold the door funeral ceremony, but when the son sees the master's current appearance, don't panic."

"Huh?" Ye Feng's heart moved slightly, twisting his sword eyebrows, and he wondered, "What's wrong with Tsing Yi's appearance?"

Rou'er didn't speak, shook her head lightly, and led Ye Feng to go down the secret passage in this hall, while the rest of the people were waiting outside. Mingyue Dai raised her eyebrows, her eyes showed a trace of sadness, in terms of her age, similar to Tsing Yi, and they are all people with ageless appearances, she has a trace of understanding of Rou'er's words, no matter how beautiful she is in front of her, and her skills will dissipate after death, she will reveal her true face, and she is still no match for time.

Mingyue is barefoot slightly, light lotus steps, standing by the temple door, leaning on the side of the temple pillar, stretching out the soft wattle to caress the three thousand green silk, and the other slender hand is playing with the beauty sword, frowning slightly, quietly looking at the wind and snow outside the hall. Suddenly, a trace of cold wind hit, penetrating into the beauty's gauzy skirt, she actually felt a trace of coolness, which made her delicate body tremble slightly, but she looked at her proud delicate body with low eyebrows, and sighed lightly: "I don't know if it's cold or cold, it's the first time I feel that I was born at the wrong time."

"Sister Mingyue, seeing that you have sentimentality between your eyebrows, I don't know what sorrow there is?" Mingyue stood beside a beautiful figure, and there was a trace of doubt on her cold face.

Mingyue turned her head and stared at Ling Su, her heart moved, and she asked softly, "Little Nizi, do you hate me?"

Ling Suliu frowned, with a little doubt, a trace of cowardice rose on her cold face, and she said in a low voice: "Could it be that Sister Mingyue said that you persecuted me that time?"

Mingyue smiled bitterly, bowed her head slightly, and sighed: "Yes, I know that Lu Dao's approach that time was a bit radical, if you hate me, you should too, after all, I used some means to force you to give up your beliefs, so that you have actually betrayed the Yunshui Sword Sect."

Ling Su was stunned when he heard this, and then lowered his eyebrows and thought slightly, after a while, the jade man's face turned slightly pale, shook his head lightly, and said with a light smile: "If I didn't hate you at the beginning, it would be impossible." But as time goes on, I feel like I owe it to you, because without you, I wouldn't be able to face my heart. I'm ashamed to say it, at the beginning, I gave up my love for Fenglang once, and now I only have gratitude in my heart. ”

Mingyue looked at the quiet woman, smiled coquettishly, stretched out her soft wattle, tapped the jade man's forehead, and said: "I don't know if your master knows that her proud disciple is standing here so quietly like an ordinary girl, I don't know how to feel?" Little girl, don't be happy, you should be prepared at this time How to deal with the obstruction of the Yunshui Sword Party to Fenglang, of course, I will definitely help from the side." ”

Ling Su thought of his master, and there was a little fear in his eyes, but when he thought of Ye Feng, he turned his head and looked at the charming woman on the side, so he settled down and nodded fiercely at the confident bright moon.

Ye Feng and the others, who stepped into the secret passage, slowly walked in the dark passage, both of them were silent, which made the atmosphere a little solemn. In the middle of the night, the two stood in front of the stone door that Rou'er pushed open, Rou'er frowned slightly, felt a little nervous in her heart, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Ye Feng. Seeing the beautiful woman coming, Ye Feng stretched out his hand, stroked the jade man's forehead, and said lightly: "There is no need to be nervous, I can bear any situation." Aunt Qing is behind this stone gate, right?"

Rou'er's face softened slightly, she clenched the man's big hand, shook her head lightly, and said sadly: "Yes, the master is on the bed behind this stone door." ”

When Ye Feng heard this, he raised his hand and climbed up to the stone door, his sword eyebrows twisted slightly, his eyes froze, he pushed it suddenly, and then pushed open the stone door, the candles in the stone cave had been burned, and now it was only pitch black. Rou'er moved to the dressing table with ease, found the candle and the fire fold, lit the candle, and in an instant, the cave was brightly lit, and everything was in full view.

Ye Feng closed his eyes slightly, and when his eyes were familiar with the light, he looked at the stone cave. This cave is clearly a woman's boudoir, with a screen inlaid with peach blossoms in front of it, a delicate dressing table standing on the side, and colorful clothes hanging on the hangers at the head of the bed.

When Ye Feng bypassed the screen and looked at the bed, he exclaimed: "This ......"