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Return to Yuanxiang Palace!

Although he was still a little unfamiliar, Xiao Yuan used space to move around, disappeared on the spot, and reached the top of Wanren Mountain easily.

Standing high in the sky, staring at this familiar place, Xiao Yuan couldn't help but feel filled with emotion. Time flies, a hundred years have passed, and he wonders how are the girls he misses?

He was flying, admiring the surrounding scenery while flying towards Yuanxiang Hall

He was as fast as a rainbow piercing the sky, and he was outside the Yuanxiang Palace in a blink of an eye.

When I arrived outside the palace, I felt excited. Thinking that I was about to see my beloved girl whom I hadn't seen for so many years, I felt my blood surge and I couldn't help myself.

Outside Yuanxiang Hall, there were gorgeous flowers and rows of bamboos. There were two female guards standing beside the door. Xiao Yuan walked over slowly and glanced at them, not recognizing them.

The two women also saw him and stretched out their hands to stop him: "Who are you? How dare you come here? You know that Yuanxiang Palace is the holy land of cultivation on the top of Wanren Mountain. How can you be allowed to wander here? Leave quickly, otherwise

You will never come back!" Xiao Yuan smiled bitterly, why has this place become a holy land for cultivation? When he left, he was not so exaggerated.

The two women stared at him: "Why don't you leave yet, why do you want us to do something?" Xiao Yuan smiled: "Sisters, please calm down, I just don't understand, Yuanxiang Palace was only established a hundred years ago, why?

Has it become a holy place for cultivation?" The two women said angrily: "Are you new here to ask such a childish question? Let me tell you, a hundred years ago, Yuanxiang Palace dominated the top of Wanren Mountain, and the founder of the palace, Mr. Xiao,

The hero was so stunning that he swept away the heroes and became the number one person on the top of Wanren Mountain. Although he disappeared later, the major palaces on the top of Wanren Mountain still surrendered and respected this place as a holy land for cultivation. Unless the master of each palace, others

How dare you come here casually!"

When Xiao Yuan heard the words "Xiao Old Hero", he was stunned and didn't react. It took him a long time to realize that he was talking about himself. He coughed and said, "Um... let your palace master come out to see me!" The two women started talking.

Hearing this, his eyebrows stood up involuntarily, he clapped his hands behind his back, and two flying swords soared into the sky. The sword light was dazzling like frost and snow: "You are such a coward, you dare to let our palace master come out to see you. What a shame."

You are asking for trouble, and today I will let you see the power of Yuanxiang Palace!"

They tapped their hands lightly, and the two flying swords rushed towards Xiao Yuan's body. Xiao Yuan smiled bitterly, with his hands behind his back, looking indifferent. The two flying swords arrived in front of him, but they seemed to be blocked by something, and they could not move forward at all.

Smiling: "Go and tell your palace master, not only do I want her to come out to greet you, but I also want her to sleep with you tonight!"

After hearing this, the expressions of the two women changed drastically: "What a thief, you really don't know how to live or die!" They kept urging the flying swords, but the swords were blazing brightly, but they could not move at all. They were so anxious that the two flying swords made a sound.

There was a crisp sound, and they all broke into pieces. The two women were shocked, turned around and ran inside, shouting: "No, someone is invading Yuanxiang Palace!"

After a while, hundreds of women flew out of Yuanxiang Palace. Xiao Yuan turned around and saw that they were all handsome and handsome. There was no man. The women surrounded him, their faces were as heavy as water, and they were all on guard. Xiao Yuan did not move.

, and after waiting for a while, someone inside shouted loudly: "The hall master is here!" Xiao Yuan thought to himself, who will this hall master be? Sister Qin or sister Gu? Or Mei Ruoxue, it will definitely not be Lan Jing'er.

It can't be Zixin, Lanxin or Siying

A gust of fragrant wind blows, and several streaks of colorful silk fly. The fragrant wind blows up the fallen leaves, and the colorful silk is spread out like a rainbow. A graceful woman walks through the air, floating gently on the colorful silk, and swaying with the wind.

The women around him all bowed down together: "Welcome to the Lord of the Palace!" Xiao Yuan had been looking at the woman, but she was covered with a white veil, and all she could see was a pair of water-cut pupils. Her exact appearance was hard to distinguish from the one she had just rushed in.

The two women pointed out to Xiao Yuan: "Master, this is the thief. Not only does he want the master to come out to greet him in person, but he also wants to sleep with him tonight!" After hearing this, the women around them shouted: "

Kill him!" They all wielded their flying swords together. Ten thousand swords broke through the air, and they were about to stab him together.

The woman on the colorful silk said in a crisp voice: "Sisters, wait a minute!" The women around him heard this and remained calm. The flying swords flew in the air, going back and forth like a shuttle, without taking them back.

Xiao Yuan was very surprised. Although the woman's voice was pleasant and pleasant, it was very strange and did not sound like any of the seven girls.

The woman floated in the air and said in a deep voice: "Who are you? Our Yuanxiang Hall is all women and does not accept men. If you want to become a disciple, you have come to the wrong place!"

Xiao Yuan looked up at her, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I also want to ask who you are? Are you Siying, right? You have transformed into this, aren't you excited at all when you see me? Come down quickly, let me

Hug you well. After a hundred years, I miss you so much!" The woman spat tenderly: "If you dare to speak obscene words again, you will be killed without mercy!" Xiao Yuan was surprised: "Are you really not Siying? It's impossible.

!" As soon as he dodged, he came behind the woman, grabbed her waist and hugged her. The woman still wanted to resist, but she felt that a force suppressed all the aura in her body. Xiao Yuan shrugged his nose between the woman's neck,

She took a slight sniff and said, "Well, this smell is wrong. You are really not Silk Ying!" The woman's face was red with embarrassment, but she had no power to resist. She could only shout: "You thief, let me go!"

The women around him were stunned for a moment and shouted in unison: "Let go of the palace master!" Hundreds of flying swords flew towards Xiao Yuan in unison. Xiao Yuan realized that the girl in front of him was not Si Ying. He felt disappointed and shook his arms.

Suddenly, the light was dazzling, and the fairy energy overflowed. Those flying swords of the spiritual weapon level instantly turned into powder and scattered in random directions. The women who had seen such a scene before were dumbfounded for a moment.

Xiao Yuan fell down and waved his hand gently. The veil on the woman's face was blown away by the wind. It was a beautiful face, with an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and skin as good as the frosty moon. Although it was beautiful, it was by no means the seven-year-old girl.

Xiao Yuan, one of the women, was slightly startled, let go of the woman, and asked: "Who are you? How can you be the master of Yuanxiang Palace?"

The woman was still panting. At this time, she finally broke away from the restraints and quickly flew back, far away from Xiao Yuan: "I am naturally the master of the palace. Who else can be the master of the palace besides me?" Xiao Yuan said: "The original one here is

Where is the master?" The woman was stunned: "Are you talking about Patriarch Xiao? His whereabouts are uncertain, and I want to know about him too!" Xiao Yuan smiled bitterly: "I remember that he didn't seem to have a disciple as beautiful as you!" The woman said.

He was shocked, and then his face lit up with joy: "What? Have you met the Patriarch?" He glanced at Xiao Yuan, but then shook his head, "You look very young, how could you have the chance to meet the Patriarch!"
Chapter completed!
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