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Crystal tears flowed down Han Xinyi's beautiful cheeks.

"Xinyi, what's wrong?" Seeing Han Xinyi's appearance, the girls' hearts skipped a beat. With a bad premonition, Tong Ruiyan hurriedly asked, as if she had realized something.

They all knew that Han Xinyi was a strong woman and would not shed tears easily, but she was a little abnormal at this time.

"Look." Han Xinyi handed her cell phone to Tong Ruiyan, with an indescribable sadness.

Tong Ruiyan took the phone and looked at Su Muxue and Mu Yunxiang beside her. After looking at the things on the phone, her face changed, and then silently handed the phone to others.

After all the women looked at their phones, their faces were not very good.

I saw a picture on my phone, which was exactly the photo of Ye Xiaofeng.

The background of the photo is a remote street. On this street, Ye Xiaofeng's gray-white long hair draped over his shoulders, dancing casually, his face was full of wind and frost and sorrow, and his beard was unshaven, with indescribable misery and embarrassment. If it weren't for his familiarity with Ye Xiaofeng, no one would have recognized that this was Ye Xiaofeng.

"No, I can't watch Xiaofeng torture myself like this." Feng Binglan, who has a more impulsive personality, said first, and then turned her eyes to Han Xinyi, "Xinyi, where is Xiaofeng now?"

"I don't know, this is a photo sent by our media staff outside. He thought this person was a bit like Xiaofeng, so he sent me it. He had taken this photo yesterday." The tears on Han Xinyi's face had disappeared, replaced by a hint of heartache and worry.

"From the background of this photo, Xiaofeng must be still in China. Even if we turn China to the bottom of the sky, we will find him." Feng Binglan's face showed a hint of firmness.

"Sister Binglan, let it go! If you do this, I'm afraid the whole of China will know that Xiaofeng is outside. If you do this, Ye Xiaofeng will be too dangerous. What's more, even if we find Xiaofeng, it will be useless. If the knot in your heart cannot be untied, he will not be happy." At this time, Su Muxue said, and there was a hint of worry on her face and a little helpless.

"Xue'er is right. We can only wait for it at the moment. In fact, this is good news. At least we know that Xiaofeng is fine." Mu Yunxiang also spoke.

Hearing the words of Su Muxue and Mu Yunxiang, the girls fell into silence, and they were all thinking quietly about the words of the two girls.

Finally, after some discussion, they were about to send some loyal people to secretly check Ye Xiaofeng's traces, and at the same time to protect them in secret, master Ye Xiaofeng's every move.

There is no way to do this. After all, Ye Xiaofeng is not in a state at this time, and it is reasonable to worry about his safety.

In half a year, China was calm, but as expected, the forces were divided into two camps, one camp was the Taohua Island region headed by Ye Xiaofeng, and the other camp was the Longteng Alliance headed by Yin Zhiming.

What happened on the top of Tianshan Mountain did not spread, and no one except the parties involved knew what happened.

Of course, the collapse of many mountain peaks near the Tianshan Mountains has attracted people's attention. Judging from the devastating nature of the world, it is naturally not difficult to infer that there were masters fighting, but no one guessed the grand and sadness of the battle.

During that battle, Yin Zhiming was insulted again and spent an arm's price. There were only a few thirty masters in the ninth level of the Holy Realm.

He Yushi was unfortunately killed in that battle. Ye Xiaofeng was overly sad. In an instant, his gray-white hair was full of life. The Chinese people didn't know about this kind of thing. They thought that the Dragon Teng Alliance and the Peach Blossom Island only had different positions, but they were all for China.

If everyone knew that the two forces were now mortal enemies, they would not know what they would feel.

In the past six months, the younger generation of masters have still fought against the younger generation of foreign races. The older generation of masters seems to have withdrawn from the stage of history, and all opportunities are left to the younger generation.

Masters emerged among the younger generation, and the Peach Blossom Island also occupied many places, but they mainly included the fourth level of the holy realm and the fifth level of the heavens. The number of people occupied by other realms was not large, but there were many people in the Longteng Alliance.

At present, the Dragon Teng Alliance is indeed stronger than the Taohua Island. After all, they have the support of the powerful Chinese power, and the masters brought back by Yin Zhiming from the lost world. They have powerful martial arts and martial arts, as well as these countless other means. It is reasonable that the younger generation of masters occupy a large number of people.

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The deep sea, in a space opened up, there are palaces, and these palaces look like flowers. In all the places except the palaces, there are countless flowers, fighting for beauty and fragrance, as if this is the ocean of flowers.

In a palace located above a huge petal, Ye Xiaofeng lay quietly on a pink bed. Judging from the layout and tones of the room and the patterns composed of various petals, he knew that this was a woman's room.

At this time, Ye Xiaofeng had already changed into a set of clothes. The originally extremely worn jeans and short sleeves had been replaced by a white robe with blue auspicious cloud pattern. The bearded stubble on his face had disappeared. Although there was still a faint sadness between his eyebrows, it looked much better than before.

He used to look like a beggar, and his whole body exuded a kind of sadness, but now that kind of aura is gone.

Lying in the pink curtain, Ye Xiaofeng's eyelids moved slightly, then opened his eyes. He was slightly stunned, then looked around, and a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes. He didn't know why he suddenly appeared here.

With a sweep of thought, everything here appeared in his mind.

"Flower God Palace? Where?" Ye Xiaofeng said to himself.

He suddenly thought of something, looked down at the clothes he was wearing, looked stunned, then sighed and walked out of the bed.

After thinking for a while, his obsession has dissipated, and he has figured out the matter about He Yushi. Although he still has sadness and regret in his heart, he will no longer be like before. He seems to have lost his soul, walked silently, and released himself.

Crack-

There was a slight sound, and the door opened.

Ye Xiaofeng looked in and saw a woman in a pink long skirt walking in. She was holding a wine bottle in one hand and a plate of fairy fruit in the other.

Looking at the woman, Ye Xiaofeng was slightly stunned. It was obvious that he had already thought that this woman was the legendary mysterious woman in pink long skirt, but unfortunately, she was wearing a pink veil and saw her appearance clearly.

"Thank you, Miss, for bringing me here and letting me sleep peacefully." Ye Xiaofeng bowed his hand and said with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

"I just want to compensate for everything I have done before, and I don't know if there is the woman in your heart who has left without saying goodbye." The pink woman said quietly, with a hint of melancholy in her voice.

Hearing this, Ye Xiaofeng's body shook, his eyes widened, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.
Chapter completed!