They passed through the territory of Tianji Formation and continued to step inside.
Finally settled in the deepest part of the peach forest.
The holy hand of Tianhuang silently recited the mantra and waved its long arms.
Immediately, the two hills in front of him suddenly moved to both sides, revealing a passage.
Yue Qingchen followed behind Tianhuang Holy Hand and stepped into it.
"Those two mountains can actually move!" the two little guys pointed behind them and said.
The holy hand of Tianhuang smiled slightly.
"This is the place where the gentleman stayed temporarily after he opened up Jiangzhou Island. Since he left, he has kept this place."
The cave between the two mountains was decorated to look like a room.
Although it is simple inside, it is extremely clean and tidy.
The most surprising thing is.
There are peach blossoms everywhere.
All peach blossoms are nourished by mysterious energy.
No signs of wilting at all.
After sensing someone stepping in, the peach blossoms jumped out one by one and headed towards the visitor.
The peach blossoms have been immersed in the mysterious power here for many years, and they have already had their own consciousness and become little peach blossom elves one by one.
Although I can't see their expressions.
However, looking at their surging momentum, one can tell...
These little peach blossom spirits are all very angry!
"This junior is the dean of Tianchen College. I'm here to see you, sir."
The Holy Hand of Heaven looked at those peach blossom elves, stepped forward, and said respectfully.
These peach blossom elves are tainted with the aura of that adult from back then.
They are all very fierce!
Tianhuang Shengshou still remembers the last time he and several other deans set foot here.
There was a dean who had his beard burned directly by the peach blossom elf.
"Zizzi~~"
The peach blossom elves were speechless, but countless peach blossom elves gathered together and headed towards Tianhuang Saint Hand and others.
Watching the peach blossom elves rush over.
The Holy Hand of Heaven's Heart lifted slightly.
"These are the disciples of the Junior College. They are here to pay their respects. Please forgive me..."
However, those peach blossom elves seemed to have never heard of them.
He just continued to rush towards Yue Qingchen and others.
Oops!!
There was a thud under the palm of Tianhuang Sheng's hand.
If the peach blossom elves are angry...
I'm afraid this situation is a bit tricky.
There were whirlpools rising in his turbid eyes.
"Peach Blossom Fairies, no!"
Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, those pink peach blossom elves actually formed a circle.
One by one, they hover half above Yue Qingchen.
The sea of pink flowers seemed to be staring at Yue Qingchen in mid-air.
Keep circling and exploring...
Finally, one of the peach blossom elves fell first and landed on Yue Qingchen's hair.
It kissed Yue Qingchen's hair gently.
In a moment, countless peach blossom elves all fell down.
Yue Qingchen looked at these peach blossom elves and felt very friendly.
She stretched out her hand, and the pink peach blossom fairy fell on her fingertips.
"Hello." Her stunning face was reflected under the delicate petals.
Her smile is better than the brightest one in the peach blossom forest.
The peach blossom elves rushed over and landed on her hair and skirt...
The Holy Hand of Heaven stood opposite, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.
These peach blossom elves are always extremely fierce.
Now, facing Yue Qingchen, they are approaching one by one as if they are competing for favor?
Could it be that Peach Blossom Elf likes this?
Seeing this, the Holy Hand of Heaven raised his eyebrows.
Just as Yue Qingchen did just now, he stretched out his big palm, wanting to touch a peach blossom elf.
"Hello..."
As a result, before they even touched him, the Peach Blossom Elf suddenly shot out a blast of force, knocking him back.
Along with it, there was a faint sound that penetrated his mind.
"Get out of here, you stinky thing!!"
The Holy Hand of Heaven and Desolation stopped where it was.
Face full of grievance——
Why?
Why am I always the one who's hurt??
…
Yue Qingchen looked at the peach blossom elves hovering around her, with a gentle look on her face.
At this time, her eyes fell on a portrait at the end of the room.
Her breathing became a little faster.
He sped up and moved forward.
She looked at the portrait, her eyes full of surprise.
"Miss Yue, this is the portrait of that adult..." Tianhuang Shengshou squinted his eyes and continued to move forward, trying to land on Yue Qingchen's side.
Don't wait for him to get close.
The peach blossom elves continued to show their teeth, scaring him back.
Yue Qingchen's eyes were fixed on the portrait.
I only saw a man wearing silver armor painted on top of the portrait.
Cold armor covered his body.
His hair was also tied up with a silver crown.
What frightened Yue Qingchen the most was...
In the man's hand, he was holding a silver whip!!
That whip...
She couldn't be more familiar.
That's the moon-killing whip!
Yue Qingchen looked at this portrait, and her whole body felt as if she had been struck by electricity.
She raised her steps and approached step by step...
The face in this portrait has long been smudged, and the true appearance cannot be seen clearly.
However, just looking at that figure, one can vaguely see his elegance.
Yue Qingchen's fingertips were trembling slightly.
I want to touch the person in the portrait.
The Phoenix Sword that I carried with me seemed to sense something at this moment, and it swayed gently.
The voice of the Heavenly Sage was still ringing in her ears.
"It's a pity that this gentleman's portrait was destroyed and his true appearance was missing. Otherwise, with this dashing figure, I don't know how shocking it would be."
While he was still talking, Yue Qingchen in front of him suddenly turned his eyes.
She changed from her previous calmness.
Staring at the Holy Hand of Heaven——
"Who is he?"
The Holy Hand of Tianhuang was shocked by Yue Qingchen's sudden emotion.
For a moment, I was somewhat surprised.
He took two steps back.
The little peach blossoms falling around Yue Qingchen felt Yue Qingchen's anger.
One by one, they angrily attacked the Holy Hand of Heaven——
Ahhh!
This ugly guy made this girl angry.
Ugly people are bad people!!
Countless petals turned into sharp blades, aiming to stab the Holy Hand of Heaven.
The Holy Hand of Heaven was so startled that he staggered.
"Mother..."
Xiaoye Xiaomo was also shocked by Yue Qingchen's mood.
The expressions of the two of them changed one after another.
The two little guys walked forward, one on the left and the other on the right, and held the corners of Yue Qingchen's clothes with their two little fleshy hands.
The whirlpool in Yue Qingchen's eyes dispersed.
She drank softly to stop those little peach blossoms.
"return--"
The little peach blossoms responded and shrank back obediently.
It covered Yue Qingchen's skirt again.
The white skirt is dotted with several peach blossoms.
She looks more and more beautiful.
"Holy Hand, I was impulsive just now. But I want to know, who is this man..."