As the Ming and Qingzi finished speaking, the students on the boat jumped down from the boat.
Among them, there are Emperor and his party, Feng You and Leng Yi and others, and there are Zhuang Shu and Kuang Dao and others.
However, unlike warriors, among the practitioners, those who have reached the strength of spiritual warriors flew away from the sea boats and flew towards the Fengfeng Bay. However, those who are not as strong as the strength have invited several friends who are usually on the go. With their help, they enter Fengfeng Bay.
In a short while, only a few students were left on the two large ships.
Ye Qingwu walked forward and said to Su Yanying, "Teacher Su. Qingwu has also gone."
Su Yanying nodded and reached out to lift the black hair in Qingwu's ear and said, "Qingwu. You have to be careful. Don't worry. Do you know."
"Yeah," Ye Qingwu nodded seriously and said softly, "Qingwu knows. Teacher Xie cares."
Su Yanying looked at Ye Qingwu and reached out to take out a sachet from her pocket. She said, "Qingwu. This is the teacher's medicine sachet. There are some practical healing medicines in it. You hold it. It has some effect."
A trace of gratitude appeared on Ye Qingwu's pretty face and said in a low voice, "Thank you, teacher."
"Haha." Su Yanying smiled slightly and said, "Go. Be careful. The teacher is looking forward to your performance."
Nodded. Ye Qingwu tapped her toes on the boat and jumped away with a flowing figure.
"You are a student. You have good roots and excellent qualifications. But you just look a little introverted," Ming Qingzi looked at Ye Qingwu's figure who was leaving and said softly.
Su Yanying smiled slightly and said, "Well, I'm a little introverted. But it's much better than before."
At this time, a slender figure came to the two of them.
"Two teachers and students have something to tell you," the visitor said in a deep voice behind the two.
Su Yanying and Ming Qingzi turned around and looked at the visitor.
Ming Qingzi said, "It's you, Lingyun Peak. What's the matter? Tell me."
The slender figure was Ling Yunfeng. His face was rosy and his energy was restrained. He seemed to have recovered from that broken arm.
In his hand, he was holding a black long sword without a sharp edge. It was Mo Yun.
Ling Yunfeng's face was quiet and said in a deep voice, "What the student wants to say is. If the student is buried here this time, I hope the teacher can help me bring a word to someone."
Su Yanying said, "Lingyunfeng. Why do you think so? There will be no problem. As long as you are careful and pay attention, there will be no problem. If you really encounter danger, Teacher Ming and I will not sit idly by."
Shaking his head. Ling Yunfeng said, "That's true, the students still hope that the teacher can agree to the students."
"Well, okay." Ming Qingzi said, "Then what kind of person are you talking about?"
Ling Yunfeng looked at Ming Qingzi and said, "It's my friend. Fang Yin. If something really happened to the student, I hope the teacher can say thank you to him on my behalf."
Two words. A kind of love.
When Su Yanying heard Fang Yin's name, her heart couldn't help but move, and her eyes became a little distracted.
Ming Qingzi looked at Ling Yunfeng and nodded and said, "I remember what you said. But I still hope that you can say this to him by yourself."
Ling Yunfeng did not make a sound. He looked into the stone forest. He nodded to Su Yanying and Ming Qingzi. He pointed his toes and jumped into the stone forest.
"This Lingyun Peak is a disciple of Feng Jiujian. It has his sword bones." Ming Qingzi looked at Su Yanying. Seeing that he lowered his head and was thinking about something. He gently patted her shoulders and asked in surprise, "Teacher Su..."