Xia Huang was completely immersed in the mysterious sword theory on the buildings of Yanmiao Palace, completely forgetting the passage of time, and did not even react when the sky turned dark.

When he came back to his senses, the night sky was as dark as ink.

"It's already late at night." Xia Huang looked at the night sky and said to himself, "At night, there are no disciples patrolling the Yanmiao Palace. It seems that the Yanmiao Palace is very relieved about the mountain guarding formation outside the palace and is not worried at all.

Anyone can invade... But at this time, there are outsiders like us participating in the 'Yan Miao Sword Jue' in the palace, and no one urges me to go back to my room to rest. The confidence of the Yan Miao Palace is indeed extraordinary."

The night was already dark, and Xia Huang did not intend to stay outside longer. Although for the monks, the difference between day and night was not too obvious, and they did not need to rely on sleep every night to restore their physical strength and spirit like ordinary people.

But human nature also makes most monks choose to stay in their rooms at night instead of walking around.

Xia Huang walked back a hundred steps when he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be two vague figures in the distance ahead, and his vision suddenly improved!

The super vision of darkness can be completely overcome in places like the bright and dark abyss, making such a night basically the same as day to Xia Huang!

The moment his eyesight improved, Xia Huang immediately identified the two people in front of him.

One of them was Mo Qingyang, the young head of the Yangyi Sect who had had a conflict with him, and the other one seemed a bit familiar. Xia Huang thought for a moment, remembering the identity of this person. This person is

He was one of the "Human Feng" level disciples of Yanmiao Palace who led the forty Yanmiao Sword Jue participants to their respective rooms during the day!

Because he was a rare male among many disciples, Xia Huang couldn't help but look at him a few more times and was quite impressed by his face.

At this moment, this male disciple was following Mo Qingyang. Judging from his behavior, he did not look like a guide leading the way, but rather like a follower following Mo Qingyang.

"Why does Mo Qingyang walk with the disciples of Yanmiao Palace? Moreover, looking at the disciple of Yanmiao Palace, he seems to be quite respectful to Mo Qingyang?" Xia Huang is not a person with strong curiosity, but at this moment, in his heart

There are also some doubts.

More importantly, he instinctively felt that there must be something important when such an unusual scene happened.

He has already positioned Mo Qingyang in his heart as his enemy who will be defeated in the future. Of course he will have a hand in Mo Qingyang's matter!

Thinking of this, Xia Huang couldn't help but speed up his pace.

When Xia Huang approached Mo Qingyang and the two of them, Mo Qingyang and the Yanmiao Palace disciple stopped at the same time and looked in the direction of Xia Huang.

"Xia Huang!" Mo Qingyang recognized the figure approaching quickly and shouted out Xia Huang's name through gritted teeth.

Unexpectedly, Xia Huang ignored him at all and walked directly to the male disciple of Yanmiao Palace next to him and said: "Yanmiao Palace is too big. I accidentally got lost. Can you help me lead the way?"

This is a request that cannot be refused!

Since this male disciple was responsible for receiving the participants of the Misty Sword Art during the day, it meant that it was his responsibility to entertain the guests. Xia Huang's request for him to lead the way was something he could not refuse, both emotionally and rationally.

"This..." The male disciple of Yanmiao Palace standing next to Mo Qingyang showed hesitation. He didn't know whether to agree or not for a moment. The corner of his eye kept glancing at Mo Qingyang beside him, as if he was asking Mo Qingyang for instructions.

Yang's opinion.

Xia Huang keenly caught his look, and her determination to divert him away from Mo Qingyang became even stronger.

At this time, Mo Qingyang was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke!

Xia Huang's attitude of completely ignoring him was enough to irritate him, but he didn't expect that Xia Huang actually wanted to ruin his affairs!

"Xia Huang! This brother from Yanmiao Palace is leading the way for me. If you have anything to do, just find someone else!"

"Oh? Really?" Xia Huang glanced at Mo Qingyang, his eyes were very cold, "I wonder where you plan to go, Mo Qingyang?"

"Of course I'm going back to my room to rest." Mo Qingyang replied without thinking.

"Then you don't need him to lead the way. The palace where we participants of the Yanmiao Sword Jue rest is over there." Xia Huang pointed to the resting place arranged for them by the Yanmiao Palace, "Go straight, no need to turn.

, it’s very simple. Now, you don’t need him to lead the way, just let him follow me.”

Mo Qingyang didn't expect that Xia Huang would take advantage of his carelessness in answering because of his quick words. His teeth gritted loudly. However, he could only hold this anger in his heart and was unable to speak out.

"Then where are you going?!" Mo Qingyang tried hard to correct his mistake and stared at Xia Huang angrily.

"You can wander around the palace as you like, but I need a guide." Xia Huang pretended to be casual and replied, "First of all, I need someone to introduce to me who lives in these palaces and what their respective responsibilities are.

, Secondly, I am afraid that I will get lost while wandering around, so having a disciple of Yanmiao Palace by my side makes me feel more at ease. If I just go back to rest, of course I won’t need a guide, if I don’t even know where I should live.

, that’s too useless.”

Listening to Xia Huang's barbed words, full of contempt and sarcasm, Mo Qingyang's true energy surged with rage! Like an unsheathed sword, it was as sharp as a sword!

No one had ever dared to speak to him like that! Never!

If this wasn't the Yanmiao Palace! He would immediately cut this bastard who had angered him over and over into pieces! But this was the Yanmiao Palace! No matter how arrogant or domineering he was, he knew that he was not allowed to run wild here.

place!

Therefore, he could only endure this tone! No matter how unhappy or unhappy he was, he could only endure it.

"Then let him follow you for the time being! However, you'd better make a wish to God and ask God not to meet me in the 'Misty Sword Art'! That way, you can keep your arrogant face for a longer time.

How many days!" Mo Qingyang said viciously to Xia Huang, and then turned his eyes to the Yanmiao Palace disciple next to him.

He didn't say anything to the male disciple of Yanmiao Palace, but the warning and threat in his eyes were clear.

Even Xia Huang could read the hidden words in his eyes——

"Don't say things you shouldn't say! Come to me immediately after the matter is over!"

Of course, the male disciple of Yanmiao Palace also understood what Mo Qingyang meant. He shuddered all over and walked to Xia Huang tremblingly. Until Mo Qingyang left, the worry in his heart did not subside for a moment.

When the angry Mo Qingyang left with nowhere to vent his anger, Xia Huang suddenly gently patted the shoulder of the male disciple of Yanmiao Palace: "Don't be afraid, he is from the Yangyi Sect, and you are from the Yangyi Sect.
Chapter completed!