Ling Ru lowered her eyebrows and tasted tea, not looking at the woman who was still a little sideburns at this time, and a bewitching smile was hooked at the corner of her mouth, which seemed to be mocking, and she seemed confident. But even so, the woman in the leisurely environment is still like a mountain, overwhelming Qingluo.

This kind of situation has never been seen since Qingluo's debut, which made the woman a little surprised, and looked at this woman who was born in a daze. Suddenly, the smile on the corner of the bewitching woman's mouth was even worse, raising her eyebrows and staring at Qingluo, her dark eyes shot a strange light, which seemed to make people forget their troubles and fall into.

Suddenly, memories are like a stretch of flowing water slowly washing away the rust left behind by the years. The initial picture is clear little by little, restoring the face of the cost. At that time, the warm embrace of the sisters, the indifferent smiles, and the beauty at their fingertips, everything, all the memories of the past surged in Qingluo's mind, and the suppressed emotions gradually woke up after the darkness faded.

Qingluo's face was a little painful, and she bit her lips lightly, enduring, and after a while, her eyes gradually sharpened, and she said in a deep voice: "What did you do to me? What do you mean by this?"

Ling Ru chuckled, raised her slender hand, stroked her sideburns, and said coquettishly: "I'm just saving a woman who threw herself into the darkness, just a gesture." I'm here to warn you that whatever you do to the others, and what happens to the master behind you, whether or not you will participate in this game of domination, it has nothing to do with me. In other words, I don't care if you want to do everything, but if you want to hurt the head of the Ye family, then the old man will have to intervene!"

Although Ling Ruye's voice was soft, it seemed unquestionable. Qingluo was stunned, and after groaning slightly, she suddenly found that her clothes had already been soaked with sweat, and she only bowed slightly in the cold eyes of the bewitching woman.

Qingluo slumped to the bed, no longer daring to look at the woman's eyes that seemed to penetrate people's hearts, and Ling Ru seemed to be extremely satisfied, stood up, and whispered: "Don't forget, if you disobey, I'm afraid you should also know my ability......"

Suddenly, Qing Luo held her hand, and felt that there was a thicker internal force in her body than before, and she was surprised in her heart, knowing that it was the help of that mysterious woman, she couldn't help but mutter: "Who is this woman from the Yunshui Sword Sect, she can have such a realm of skills, it seems that you should remind the master, and you should not provoke Ye Feng ......."

The departing Ling Rus, relying on her superb light skills, shuttled through the streets and alleys, her speed was extremely fast, and no one would notice her existence at all. After a while, she finally stopped at a tall building of the Ye family, squinted her eyes, and observed the busy Ye family with interest.

On the Ye family's school ground, the disciples had already started their daily routine training, supervised by Rou'er herself. The disciples of the Ye family were engrossed, repeating the basic fists, feet, and swords over and over again, and their bodies were already sweating profusely. In such a hot scene, Rao is Ling Ru was well-informed, and he couldn't help but bow his head slightly, and sighed to himself: "Qingrou, this girl is really good, I know that the disciples have consolidated the foundation, and all the divine skills are built from the foundation." ”

After a while, when a few people entered the school field through the side door, Ling Ruye's eyes were fixed, and he never took his eyes off the man, a pleased smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sighed to himself, and said: "Grandson, now you have no skills, but the old man can't give you some mention, everything depends on you." If you want me to change your mind, you still need to work hard to stand on the highest vantage point and look down on me......"

A light sigh passed away with the wind, the Yi figure was no longer there, leaving only a strong expectation for the juniors, and Ye Feng, who supervised the practice of the Ye family's disciples, was also aware of it, frowning his sword eyebrows, looking at a high place, but he didn't find anything strange, and then, he shook his head and smiled, laughing at himself: "The martial arts are gone, how can you still have such a keen sense as before?"

Er, Ye Feng felt that his hand was grasped by a slippery little hand, and he tilted his head slightly, and saw Mingyue looking at him worriedly, he smiled, bowed his head slightly, and whispered: "It's okay, I understand, because I have your ......"

There are unpredictable circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck.

On the day of the day, the natural disaster that Ye Meng had been waiting for finally spread in the north. Overnight, the north was full of mourning, and the people were struggling to make a living. At the beginning, the people still had faith and held on to their homeland, because they didn't believe in the imperial court, but they believed in King Xian, who was always generous to help them whenever a disaster struck.

However, this time they were wrong, for several days, although the imperial court did not act, but the imperial court members headed by Gu Xiang still spontaneously organized various families to implement the rescue within their ability, but after all, their financial resources are limited, which is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket. After the court officials attacked, King Xian, who has always loved the people like a son, still did not move. If the virtuous king, who controls the important granary of the north, looks on coldly, I am afraid that the life of this common people is not optimistic.

King Xian's disappearance this time is rare, not only the people are surprised, but even the court and his opponent Gu Xiang's party are a little confused, this is a good opportunity to improve the prestige of the people, but King Xian is giving up, behind this matter is inevitably suspicious.

In the Xianwang Mansion in the capital, the atmosphere was unprecedentedly solemn, all the shadow guards were present, and even included the "Qu Ying" Mo Ran, who had been seriously injured, and it was the first time that the five surviving shadow guards were all present, which shows the importance of this thing.

But what is strange is that the five people sat in a row in turn, all with solemn faces, and opposite them was the plain-faced Xianwang. That scene was like the shadow guards forcing the palace virtuous king.

I only heard Tianji sneering and said suspiciously: "Holy Lord, we don't understand, this natural disaster is a good opportunity to improve the prestige of the Holy Lord, why give up? The Holy Gate was ready a few days ago, and it consumed manpower and powerlessness, but now the Holy Lord is not moving, what is the reason?"

King Xian's face was calm, he smiled faintly, turned his gaze to Zhao Yuyan and Mo Ran, and said softly: "It's rare for you five shadow guards to gather together, hehe, Yuyan and Mo Ran, do you think the same way? Why did you gather, but no one told me? I don't know if you still have me as the Holy Lord in your eyes?"

The cold voice of the words made several people suffocate in their hearts, and they didn't dare to make contact with the cold gaze of King Xian, only Tianji was still unmoved, and said lightly: "Holy Lord, I remember that I said that if you don't have the heart to fight for hegemony, and I will force you, even if it is my life!"