Special Envoy Rou Jia raised her eyebrows and stood up. "Cave master, isn't it a little reckless?"

The envoys saw that the envoy of Roujia came forward to stop this, and they were busy looking at the cave master.

"A tooth for a tooth, Hu Jian grabbed them one by one and sent them back." Fan Yi said viciously. Since his son Fan Yan seized the house, Fan Yi has a soft spot for the seizure of the house.

Fan Yi was furious. Special envoy Gao Shan glanced at Qi Ke, Qi Ke snorted, didn't hold back, and let out a little sound.

Fan Yi subconsciously tilted his head. Glancing at the envoys, he saw several envoys looking at him with straight eyes. Fan Yi had no choice but to say "um, um" twice. Tilt your head and discuss other matters with everyone.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed, just in Fan Yi's busyness and Qin Rong's quiet waiting, Wanhua Valley was quiet in the coolness of the night, and the wisps of daytime warmth stirred up bursts of floral fragrance, making the whole valley sink in a dignified fragrance.

The soft, hazy moonlight, set against the blurry stars, is intertwined with flowing silver. Gently, softly sprinkled into the dark valley.

Qin Rong leaned lightly on the stone bed, staring at the ball of light with watery eyes without blinking. This is already the tenth night, and Qin Rong has been lying like this, watching indifferently and watching. I was a little excited, and I grabbed the black neckline tightly in front of my chest with one hand.

Today, Qin Rong is not wearing a black gauze as before, but wearing a long black dress, and when he wants to see his son, he must dress decently. Under the light of the night crystal, there are scattered hair hanging down under the shoulders, which looks particularly calm and elegant.

Qin Rong's mouth curled. "Old ghost, when has this been, it hasn't come yet."

It was just getting dark. Qin Rong sent several crystal letters to Fan Yi in a row. I don't know what Lu Dao is for, Fan Yi has never come. It's been ten days, Qin Rong doesn't know what Fan Yi is busy with, he only came once, and left without sitting for half an hour. Qin Rong seems to be used to this kind of thing. A big pie of millions. One thing after another, I can't be busy.

The moon has set in the west, the stars in the night sky are brighter, fireflies, blinking small and lovely eyes like large and small gems, staring at the quiet valley, a black shadow hurriedly flashed into the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

"Old ghost, you still know how to look at me and my son." A voice with resentment came from within the valley.

"Hey, baby, it's too busy. I can't get out of my body. Haven't I come?" Fan Yi flashed into the main hall in the valley.

Qin Rong's black-haired shawl stood quietly in front of the ball of light, staring intently at the long clouds in the ball of light. The clouds were a little gray, and under the snowy night crystals, there was a gray light.

"It's time for the baby, I'm going to open the Soul Refining Crystal Ball." Fan Yi said that he was about to open the crystal ball.

Qin Rong grabbed Fan Yi and said, "Old ghost, wait a minute, let me calm down."

I saw that Qin Rong's face was a little white, and it was a little scary to be white against the backdrop of the black dress. Holding his violently undulating chest with one hand, he gasped deeply. It was as if a heavy stone was pressed against his chest, and he was out of breath.

Fan Yi hurriedly supported Qin Rong. Gently holding Qin Rong's back, "Why are you so nervous?"

"Let's go". As soon as Qin Rong's voice fell, Fan Yi couldn't wait to point on the ball of light.

Bang. A white naked figure stood in the main hall at the moment when the ball of light disappeared. Whoosh, Fan Yi landed at the moment when the naked shadow landed. With a wave of his hand, a half-length short skirt appeared on the man's waist.

I saw that the man in front of me was of medium height and very white skin. Delicate and light, but not rough, the white porcelain skin hides strong muscles, and the bulging strong chest muscles can be seen slightly.

The handsome face has a touch of debauchery, thin and lightly pursed lips, a straight nose, with an evil and sexy arc; the two curved sword eyebrows are like lacquer, revealing a cold and arrogant and lonely temperament; especially the eyes, which shimmer with glittering coldness, dark and deep, wild and unrestrained, seductive, containing a sharp evil light.

Qin Rong, with one hand in front of his mouth, looked at the handsome man in a daze, he couldn't believe that this was his son, too handsome, too evil, because of those eyes, they can seduce a woman's soul, can capture a woman's eyes, and make people reluctant to leave.

A magnetic voice rang out. "Mother, father".

Qin Rong and Fan Yi held their breath and didn't move, they could only hear their hearts pounding violently. It seems to be about to jump out of a broken heart. Qin Rong closed his eyes tightly, and a line of hot tears flowed down with the voice. The muscles on Fan Yi's face tightened, as if frozen. As the call approached, the two of them hummed and hugged the man tightly. An old tear, a star with rain, crying non-stop. Instead of crying, the man smiled wickedly.

I don't know how long Lu Dao cried before Qin Rong came to his senses. Shouted softly. "Yu Ying, Miao Ping, quickly give your master makeup."

In the main hall, two beautiful women appeared in the main hall. Ying Ying bowed. "Yu Ying", "Miao Ping", "I have seen the master".

Fan Chan, who had been indifferent, suddenly lit up his eyes. "Mother, I'll go and make up". As he spoke, he was about to move out of the main hall.

Qin Rong grabbed Fan Yan. "When I come back, I will comb in my mother's Wanhua Palace, my body is just right, and I am going to run."

Fan Yan reluctantly pulled down his face.

"Obedient, after eating at my mother's place for a while, I will send you back to the Valley of Love Flowers" After speaking, Qin Rong ignored Fan Yi and pulled his son Fan Yan towards a light gate in the main hall. Fan Yi was stunned for a moment. Shook his head. "Crazy woman, when I see my son, I don't care about the old ones."

Love Flower Valley, located in the west of Wanhua Valley, and Wanhua Valley sandwiched a mountain peak, named Wanqing Peak, the peak is towering, like a sharp cone standing between the two valleys.

A clear mountain stream flows through the valley, and the stream surrounds a clearing, and a pink hall is built in the clearing, and the mountains outside the hall are empty, and the green and black undulating mountains seem to be the backbone of the beast of the enthusiastic iron. This is the Valley of Love Flowers, named Love Flowers, but I don't see where a so-called Love Flower is.

A flash of inspiration flashed outside the Valley of Love Flowers, and several young women appeared outside the valley with a handsome young man in their arms.

Suddenly, the drums in the valley sounded in unison, and a group of holy women held the zither and stroked the piano. The flute sound is pleasant, the flute color is melodious, the gold sodium is high, and the gongs and drums are sounding together. Hundreds of Gugen saintesses twisted the waist of the fine willow, stepped on the green waves, stepped on the drums, and the hands as soft as snow danced the ribbons rhythmically and beat the big drums. With a look of intoxication, excitement, and anticipation, I couldn't help jumping.

Fan Yan (Mo Xie) looked at it with a cold face. Fly into the Valley of Love Flowers with several young girls. Come to the Palace of Love Flowers.

I saw that in this hall, there were pink flowers dotted with green silk on both sides. Bunches of torches burning. The pink ones are still shining with golden light, the red ones are better than flames, the pink ones are like flowing clouds, and the yellow stamens nod and smile, so delicate, like the saints dancing with streamers.

After Fan Yan (Mo Xie) entered the main hall, he had just sat down on the throne of Xiuhua. Whoosh, the three Peixing saintesses, each with bright eyes inlaid on their faces, cherry mouths, dressed in hot and explicit clothes, and people want to go up and pinch them. Gently saluted Fan Yan (Mo Ye) Yingying, and said with a coquettish sweet voice.

"Disciples Chang Yang, He Yu, and Jiao Yu have seen the master." The three women were also stunned for a moment before speaking. glanced at the senior sisters Yu Ying and Miao Ping. Seeing that the two of them had no expression at all.

Then, ten holy women of Gugen came forward to salute. One by one, they are as white and flawless as clear water hibiscus, youthful and beautiful, and tender. Her hair is as light as seaweed and as beautiful as a waterfall. "Disciples Gong Ying and Zhuo Yuan...... I've seen the master".

The ten Gugen saints had just finished their salutes, and twenty saints of beauty and makeup were moved, one of them was long, this one was cute! The fair skin was lined with delicate facial features, the willow eyebrows were thin and long, and a pair of eyes were shining like two black pearls, with a small nose and a small mouth, and the pink ones were about to drip water, like a graceful elf. Dressed in the same makeup, if it weren't for the difference in face shape, it would be completely twenty twin sisters.

"Chu Bing, Gongfei...... I've seen the master".

Fan Yan (Mo Ye) nodded with a charming smile, "Let's all get up."

The disciples stood up, looking at the master one by one with a somewhat confused gaze. Not long ago, the master's divine sense forbidden to some disciples suddenly weakened, and the cultivation disciples and some of the solid root realm disciples did not feel it, but those disciples who were below the master's realm could feel it. It can only be said that the master's life is likely to be in danger. Now that the master is back, the realm has been lowered to the sixth layer of agility, "Is it ......?" None of the disciples dared to think about it again.

Well, a sharp, like the eyes of a bird of prey, straight to the ground, squinting, saw through the heart of every disciple, the gaze of the eyes glowed with a ghostly light, instantly slipped in front of every disciple's eyes, the seductive black pupils, poured into the eyes of every disciple.

All the disciples were clever. The eyes were dull, the dark eyes lost their brilliance, and then the eyes opened wide, like the moon shining in the night. The pupils lit up, and the big black and black eyes, crystal clear, like two pools of autumn water, stared at Fan Yan's (Mo Xie)'s face fiercely, not only attracted by the master's handsome face, but also restrained by the seductive eyes in Fan Yan's (Mo Ye) eyes.

Every disciple's eyes have become smart and pretty, and the beautiful eyelashes are long and dense, soft, affectionate, blinking slightly with the opening and closing of the eyelids, like an innocent girl looking at her lover affectionately, fascinated by the faint light.

"Come and set up a banquet".

After Fan Yan (Mo Ye) finished speaking, he looked at the disciples below and casually ordered two disciples. The faces of these two disciples were as happy as flowers, with their faces flushed up, the towering twin peaks violently, and their slender waists twisted, all of which exuded demonic qualities from their bones, seducing, and pulling the nerves of the only saint.

A team of maids held various food plates, twisted and put them up, and stood on Fan Yan's (Mo Ye) side for a long time, first four kinds of meat were placed on the stone table. These meats are the four kinds of poultry that Fan Yan (Mo Xie) likes to eat the most. (To be continued......)