"You don't have to worry too much. Isn't our young master also a great summoner who has lived for four hundred years?" Nalan Chunxue suddenly laughed when she thought of the man in snow-clothed clothes with fairy figure and Yuxiu.

That’s right, three hundred years ago, it was this Nanzhao Feng Wurao that almost made King Ye Mei sorrow dispel. So what else do they have to worry about three hundred years later?

"But...will Mr. Feng help the young master?"

Hearing the guardian's words, the young woman standing in front felt a little worried: "I heard that Ling Chu is still in the hands of King Ye Mei. Last time, Mr. Feng and the young master were injured in that thing, this time

Will it be?"

"How could it be? Didn't that mean that thing had been taken away by Helian Yaoyue's hands long ago? Why was it still in the hands of King Ye Mei?"

Nalan Chunxue was very surprised when she heard this. You should know that after the Wuhuacheng incident three years ago, her wife repeatedly reminded her to find Lingzhu and destroy it before she was captured.

But later, according to their investigation, after Helian Heiyue died, Ling Cun fell into the hands of his twin sister Helian Yaoyue, and was later on the way to chase Mo Yeweilan, the former prince of Ziming Kingdom.

A crazy Taoist snatched it away.

Then why? This Ling Chu returned to the hands of King Ye Mei?

"Taozhi, Cuiqiao, you two will find out whether this matter is true or not? The others will go back to Meiling, Tongcheng with me to prepare to welcome the young master!"

"Yes, Master Guardian!"

As silent as it was when it came, in a moment, the empty forest returned to its former tranquility. If it weren't for the towering ancient trees and the messy scene, the creatures entrenched in the forest would have been absolutely

I will wonder if I have really experienced a earth-shaking battle just now.

The wind passes, the dust rises—

After a moment, on the land full of blood, a human body that had been lying there for a long time moved slightly. Then, the eyes hidden under the bloody face slowly opened.

Gu Lingsha, it turns out that she is not dead...

Half an hour later, Xiangyun Water Pavilion, Tingyu Pavilion—

Early in the morning, Xiaohe didn't even eat food, so she pulled Xiaoyun to clean up the fallen leaves in the yard. You know, the young master is a person who is happy and clean. If he comes back and finds that the yard is too dirty, he should

Ignore them.

"Why are you two here? Where are the others?"

Just as the two of them were working hard, suddenly, the closed courtyard gate was pushed open from outside.

As soon as Xiaohe saw it, she immediately pulled Xiaoyun behind her back like a conditioned reflex and retreated aside: "I have seen Miss Feng."

Miss Feng naturally refers to Miss Feng Jifeng, who has been firmly in the No. 1 seat in Xiangyun Shuixie for more than a hundred years.

"Where is the young master?" Seeing the two maids, she did not answer her questions. Miss Feng, dressed in gorgeous clothes, suddenly became sharp.

Xiaohe was a little panicked, but when she glanced at Xiaoyun who was trembling behind her, she still insisted on calmingly and replied: "Young Master...Young Master... haven't gotten up yet."

"Have you got up yet?" Feng Ji raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

“Yes…yes…”

Xiaohe's palms were covered in sweat, but she still agreed with a bit of bullet.

Seeing this, Feng Ji stopped asking, but looked at the two of them coldly, then stepped past them and walked inside.

Xiao He suddenly panicked, not caring about how powerful this woman was, so he stepped forward and stood up with a broom and stopped her: "Miss Feng, young master... The young master said that he must not... not disturb him.

.” "You don't have to worry too much. Isn't our young master's master also a palace-level summoner who has lived for four hundred years?" Thinking of the man in snow-clothed with fairy figure and Yuxiu, Nalan Chunxue suddenly laughed.

That’s right, three hundred years ago, it was this Nanzhao Feng Wurao that almost made King Ye Mei sorrow dispel. So what else do they have to worry about three hundred years later?

"But...will Mr. Feng help the young master?"

Hearing the guardian's words, the young woman standing in front felt a little worried: "I heard that Ling Chu is still in the hands of King Ye Mei. Last time, Mr. Feng and the young master were injured in that thing, this time

Will it be?"

"How could it be? Didn't that mean that thing had been taken away by Helian Yaoyue's hands long ago? Why was it still in the hands of King Ye Mei?"

Nalan Chunxue was very surprised when she heard this. You should know that after the Wuhuacheng incident three years ago, her wife repeatedly reminded her to find Lingzhu and destroy it before she was captured.

But later, according to their investigation, after Helian Heiyue died, Ling Cun fell into the hands of his twin sister Helian Yaoyue, and was later on the way to chase Mo Yeweilan, the former prince of Ziming Kingdom.

A crazy Taoist snatched it away.

Then why? This Ling Chu returned to the hands of King Ye Mei?

"Taozhi, Cuiqiao, you two will find out whether this matter is true or not? The others will go back to Meiling, Tongcheng with me to prepare to welcome the young master!"

"Yes, Master Guardian!"

As silent as it was when it came, in a moment, the empty forest returned to its former tranquility. If it weren't for the towering ancient trees and the messy scene, the creatures entrenched in the forest would have been absolutely

I will wonder if I have really experienced a earth-shaking battle just now.

The wind passes, the dust rises—

After a moment, on the land full of blood, a human body that had been lying there for a long time moved slightly. Then, the eyes hidden under the bloody face slowly opened.

Gu Lingsha, it turns out that she is not dead...

Half an hour later, Xiangyun Water Pavilion, Tingyu Pavilion—

Early in the morning, Xiaohe didn't even eat food, so she pulled Xiaoyun to clean up the fallen leaves in the yard. You know, the young master is a person who is happy and clean. If he comes back and finds that the yard is too dirty, he should

Ignore them.

"Why are you two here? Where are the others?"

Just as the two of them were working hard, suddenly, the closed courtyard gate was pushed open from outside.

As soon as Xiaohe saw it, she immediately pulled Xiaoyun behind her back like a conditioned reflex and retreated aside: "I have seen Miss Feng."

Miss Feng naturally refers to Miss Feng Jifeng, who has been firmly in the No. 1 seat in Xiangyun Shuixie for more than a hundred years.

"Where is the young master?" Seeing the two maids, she did not answer her questions. Miss Feng, dressed in gorgeous clothes, suddenly became sharp.

Xiaohe was a little panicked, but when she glanced at Xiaoyun who was trembling behind her, she still insisted on calmingly and replied: "Young Master...Young Master... haven't gotten up yet."

"Have you got up yet?" Feng Ji raised her eyebrows when she heard this.

“Yes…yes…”

Xiaohe's palms were covered in sweat, but she still agreed with a bit of bullet.

Seeing this, Feng Ji stopped asking, but looked at the two of them coldly, then stepped past them and walked inside.

Xiao He suddenly panicked, not caring about how powerful this woman was, so he stepped forward and stood up with a broom and stopped her: "Miss Feng, young master... The young master said that he must not... not disturb him.
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