Looking at the shadow sitting by the stream, Ye Yinfeng's blurred gaze suddenly swept out a gentle light, and the figure of Tsing Yi like a fairy appeared in his mind, who else would it be if it wasn't Nangong Xianchen. At this time, Nangong Xianchen was alone, carrying Ye Yinfeng on his back, sitting in the small pavilion outside the long stream that splashed down like Bai Lian. There was some unconcealable gloom in her back, which made Ye Yinfeng feel as if her heart had been pierced by a sharp blade, and there were bursts of colic.

Regarding Ye Yinfeng's strange expression, the woman in the palace skirt showed a strange smile, although this young man was controlled by her, but this young man's thoughts were still there, and anyone who saw this dusty and fairy-like back would have such a situation.

Nangong Xianchen, he finally found her, although Ye Yinfeng had insoluble doubts, he still suppressed his fluctuating and beating heart. There was a little bit of a lonely back, and I didn't know what this fairy-like woman had experienced, and why the maid Qingya didn't want her side, a series of questions surfaced in Ye Yinfeng's mind, and the women in the palace skirts beside him hugged his arms tighter.

Feeling the soft and firm chest of the woman in the palace skirt pressing on his arm, Ye Yinfeng couldn't help frowning, he couldn't suppress himself anymore. His misty gaze instantly shot out a blazing essence light, and then the majestic true qi in his body surged away like a mountain and a sea.

For this sudden change, the palace skirt woman's face couldn't help but change, and she only felt a huge repulsive force surging from the young man's body, and an invisible oppression surged towards her. Suddenly, the face of the woman in the palace skirt changed, but her body rose lightly, floating several feet away like a smart butterfly.

"Oh, yes, yes, I didn't expect this palace to look away, I thought it was a sick boy who didn't enter the stream, but I didn't know that I had attracted an iron plate. It's really a perennial play with eagles, but now it's been played by eagles. Boy, report your name, the White Lotus Sect's Pure Altar is not something that anyone can break into casually. The woman in the palace skirt let out a string of silver bell-like laughter, and then said to Ye Yinfeng in an extremely incomparably tone.

But Ye Yinfeng ignored her, his eyes fell directly on the shadow sitting alone in the small pavilion, that gaze was full of strong longing, and that gaze contained heartache-like pity. He opened his mouth to say something, but he found that he could not even say a word, and his heart was filled with excitement, and he felt that his gaze fell on the shadow, and he was already satisfied.

As if he had a heart, the shadow slowly turned around, and the head of the mantis only slightly revealed a touch of surprise, and then a hazy light of joy appeared in the eyes like a flood of autumn water. That gaze also contains longing, and the surprise of reunion after a long absence.

"You're here", three words spit out from Nangong Xianchen's mouth, and the three people in that short period made Ye Yinfeng's heart surge like a huge wave, but the simple three contained a lot. Is it missing, or the attachment after giving up one's body to say goodbye, is it infatuation, or the sorrow after the meeting.

Affectionate, drunk, the two looked at each other from afar, as if time had been frozen, and the blood-red glow in the sky above the valley seemed to be moved by the affection of this young man and girl, and it was exuding the last brilliant brilliance. The emptiness on the valley is like a layer of brilliant color, and it is projecting a little bright light from the water droplets that splash down, and the colorful light is all exploding behind the shadow, and the woman in the light is the Nine Heavens Xuannu, with a mysterious fairy aura to the world.

Seeing this, Ye Yinfeng had a drunken look in his eyes, and that obsessive gaze remained on that fairy-like figure for a long time. This is Nangong Xianchen, no matter where she is, she is the most amazing person, and the noble and holy aura like a peony in the valley arises spontaneously.

Nangong Xianchen smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the smile like a spring breeze blowing through his heart slowly melted the resentful emotion in Ye Yinfeng's heart. That holy figure flashed with a halo that made him intoxicated, it was a goddess, a saintess, and the only Nangong Xianchen in Ye Yinfeng's heart.

Whether it was stupid or drunk, Ye Yinfeng knew that it didn't matter anymore, the important thing was that he found this woman who haunted him. He felt that all this suffering was worth it, and the shadow of the saintly grace slowly took shape in his mind, and then slowly froze.

"Hmph", a deafening snort broke the silence, and the woman in the palace skirt stared at Ye Yinfeng with angry eyebrows and cold eyebrows, and a terrifying aura of bewitching and charming emanation emanated from her body and surged towards Ye Yinfeng. I only heard a "clang" sound, and a long sword overflowing with cold light suddenly appeared in the hand of the woman in the palace skirt, and a rapid sound of sword roar opened and resounded in the deep valley.

Ye Yinfeng frowned, he only felt that this quiet Yining was broken, and he felt very uncomfortable in his heart. As soon as he was too innocent, he suddenly exuded a screaming aura from his whole body, which was like a peerless sword that broke through the sky, and that breath contained the unfinished anger in his chest.

"Zheng", the bladeless iron sword seemed to feel the unhappiness in his heart, and couldn't help but let out a string of light groans, from the bladeless iron sword came a burst of turbulent aura, Ye Yinfeng only felt that the true qi swimming around his body was sharper, he gently raised the iron sword in his hand, and a sword aura that rushed up suddenly took shape, pointing at the woman in the palace skirt.

Seeing this, Nangong Xianchen's thin eyebrows like Dai Chun couldn't help but raise, she got up and walked towards Ye Yinfeng, her slender figure was like a goddess walking above the nine heavens. She raised her head slightly, and her slender and graceful figure suddenly rippled with a sense of majesty.

"Miss Nangong and this young man know each other?" The woman in the palace skirt had a chill on her face, she didn't expect that the young man she had seduced actually met Nangong Xianchen, and looking at their actions, their relationship was even more reverie. This pair of young boys and girls is by no means an ordinary relationship, the infatuated eyes, the joyful eyes, this all says everything, they are by no means so simple as acquaintance.

"You don't look good." Nangong Xianchen's swaying figure came to Ye Yinfeng's face, and she stretched out her hand to caress away on Ye Yinfeng's face. When she saw the sickly face, she couldn't help but smile and said to Ye Yinfeng.

Nangong Xianchen's smile, like the Nine Heavens Goddess showing her face in the world, even if it is a hundred flowers blooming, it will be eclipsed, that smile, all the charms will be ashamed of themselves, that smile, even the most beautiful cloud on the heavenly dome will dissipate. Ye Yin Fengfeng saw that smile, he couldn't help but be stunned, that haunting smile finally appeared in front of his eyes, at this moment he felt that all the colors in this world did not exist, and there was only a smile in his eyes that bent his eyebrows were like lying silkworms, and his eyes were like a smile like a string moon.

"Huh, hmm, hmm", after the woman in the palace skirt snorted softly, several women who were also dressed in white had already shot down beside her. It's just that those women are in their prime, they are like white lotuses waiting to be released, and the aura condensed around them is filled with a touch of fragrance. There was frost and coldness in his slightly childish face, and although his eyes were flattering, he did not hide his unkindness.

"It's not good-looking, so don't have this face." Ye Yinfeng's hand holding the iron sword finally relaxed, his left hand wiped his face, and suddenly a soft and handsome face appeared in everyone's eyes. The sickly face has quietly disappeared, and the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the handsome and soft face give people a special sense of intimacy.

The woman in the palace skirt couldn't help but be stunned, she didn't expect that this young man would actually change his appearance, although the young man could not say that he was like a crown of jade, but there was no lack of handsome face in that softness that was unforgettable at a glance. Although this young man's body is filled with a proud aura like piercing the sky, what emanates from him also gives people a temperament that wants to be close. No wonder when I saw this young man, I felt an inexplicable throbbing heart in my heart.

"Nangong has thanked you for your hospitality these days, and Nangong has also waited for the person to wait, Nangong will not stay, and I hope you will be fulfilled." Nangong Xianchen bowed to everyone present, her teeth opened lightly, and her voice echoed in the quiet valley.

"Miss Nangong can leave if she wants, but this kid must stay." The woman in the palace skirt objected with a frosty face, how could she say that the prey in her hand had not been eaten by her, so she ran away like this, and she was very unwilling in her heart. Although she had a guess about the identity of Nangong Xianfa, she still ignored it, even though Nangong Xianchen had an extraordinary background, but this was the pure altar of the White Lotus Sect, and she was the Holy Envoy of the White Lotus, so she had no fear.

"What do you want?" Ye Yinfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light burst out from his eyes. He asked the woman in a cold voice, he finally found Nangong Xianchen, how could he let such a thing be blocked by others, he took her out of here.

"I don't want anything, I just want you to stay." The woman in the palace skirt showed a flattering smile, and as soon as she finished speaking, the white-clothed women beside her raised the long swords in their hands and spread out their bodies to surround the pair of beauties. The frost on their faces was not concealed at all, and the long swords in their hands were even colder than the ice.

"Are you alright?" Ye Yinfeng frowned, he felt that there was some faint disorder in the aura on Nangong Xianchen's body, although those disorders were deeply hidden by Nangong Xianchen, but they were still easily discovered by him. At this time, the aura on Nangong Xianchen's body was much weaker than the Nangong Xianchen he saw when he was in Raozhou, and her body seemed to have suffered serious internal injuries. Ye Yinfeng asked worriedly, he knew Nangong Xianchen's strength, even if it was now, he was far from being her opponent. It's just that the aura on Nangong Xianchen's body is very weak now, which makes him very confused.

"It's fine, just got into a fight with a monk, and then I met another annoying guy and got into another fight." Nangong Xianchen shook his head and replied with a smile at the other party. Although she said lightly, Ye Yinfeng's heart was shocked, of course he knew who the monk in the other party's mouth was, and the internal force cultivation of the monk who did not quit was that he had seen it, Nangong Xianchen should not suffer, but the other person in her mouth was the point.

"Yanlong Xing?" Ye Yinfeng asked again, only this Yan Long Star in this world will make him have a deep fear, according to Zhang Lingyan's account, Yan Long Star is from the Firmament Gate, and he is also the young master of the Firmament Gate, and his cultivation is even more unfathomable. He had already learned Yan Longxing's swordsmanship, and if Nangong Xianchen met him, he would definitely suffer. So he immediately thought of the flawless young man in white clothes, and he felt a trace of distorted mentality from the depths of this young man's eyes.

"Don't worry, it's okay, I may not be able to help you right now, everything is up to you." There was a look of apology in Nangong Xianchen's eyes, and the slightly shy scarlet heart slowly appeared on her cheeks, which was a sign of her internal injuries again.