Her temperament is typical of being soft but not hard, especially when facing such a kind and amiable old man, she has no immunity at all.
After thinking about it, Yan Yan continued, "Okay, I am still the sect leader of Baiwu Palace."
This time, Mr. Yumei's expression showed a little surprise: "What is your relationship with Piaomiaozi?"
The "Piaomiaozi" mentioned by Mr. Yumei is the former old palace master of Baiwu Palace.
The master of the founding of the Baiwu Palace.
Regarding Piaomiaozi, after she took over as the Lord of Baiwu Palace, You Changqing once told her some old stories about the old Lord.
However, although he is the owner of Baiwu Palace and has a place among the major sects in the Eastern Continent, he may also be the younger generation in front of Mr. Yumei.
Therefore, it is normal for Mr. Yumei to call the title of the Lord of Baiwu Palace.
Yan Yan replied calmly: "I have nothing to do with the old palace master. I was elected by the disciples of the sect because I helped Baiwu Palace to resolve a matter and took over the position of the sect leader."
After saying that, Yan Yan smiled: "My sect leader is also a temporary one. When there are outstanding disciples in the sect, I will hand over this sect leader to the disciples in the sect to do it. After all, I am not in the sect for many years and will develop in the future.
Nothing useful."
Although Yan Yan didn't say much, Mr. Yumei was so keen. He knew that Yan Yan had solved the problem for Baiwu Palace at first sight.
However, he didn't ask much about this, and just smiled faintly: "You won't return it either. If Baiwu Palace can choose a sect leader like you, it will definitely have a bright future!"
Yan Yan just smiled lightly and said nothing.
Mr. Yumei took a sip of wine and continued, "The question I just mentioned is not what I meant."
At this point, Mr. Yumei looked up at the sky.
His eyes turned to the direction, and the big stone gate was still playing with the top.
Yumei sighed softly: "Is your Xumi realm realm true?"
Yan Yan put the wine glass beside her lips and gave a slight meal.
But after only a few seconds, Yan Yan nodded happily: "Sir, it's true that it's true."
After saying that, Yan Yan put down the wine glass and bowed her hand: "It's a risk of being guilty of possessing a treasure. I hope the sir can keep this secret."
With Mr. Yumei’s knowledge, it is not surprising that he can recognize the Sumeru realm. Yan Yan’s open and honest admission is also a trustworthy person.
Mr. Yumei frowned: "Is your natural spiritual root the spiritual root the space?"
When asked this, Mr. Yumei looked at Yan Yan with a complicated look, and there was a faint expectation.
Yan Yan saw that Yumei's emotions were a little wrong, but why did the wrong emotions arise? Yan Yan guessed that it was probably related to the Sumeru realm.
She didn't think about it in detail, and said casually: "My spiritual root is a bit special. It was originally a wood spiritual root, but later it became a space spiritual root for some reason."
What she said was the truth.
The spiritual roots were like this when they woke up. The ones they had said before were indeed Canghua's wood spiritual roots, but she didn't know what was going on.
Later, I asked Canghua's spiritual roots indirectly.
Canghua has not made any name either.
So this matter has always been a mystery.
Mr. Yumei nodded slowly, his eyebrows frowned a little, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The two were talking, and the leaves of the peanuts placed in front of them were suddenly overturned by a violent wind, and the old Migu tree behind them was almost uprooted by the violent wind.
Yan Yan subconsciously opened the barrier and covered himself and Mr. Yumei.
Then he saw Huang escaped from the whip wind in the Sumeru realm, and rushed straight to Yan Yan and Mr. Yumei.
Before the demon was approaching, there was already a strong malice.
Mr. Yumei said nervously: "You can avoid the evil things that come badly!"
When he said that, although he was almost exhausted, he still subconsciously took a step in front of Yan Yan.
But before Huang could rush to the two of them, a whip of spiritual power whistled down from the sky, directly driving Huang, running wildly across the sky, flying far away.
Then, a gentle, invisible, ignorant force lifted Yan Yan from the ground and slowly headed towards the Sumeru realm.
Although this is not Yan Yan's control technique, Yan Yan seems to have some natural tacit understanding in his heart.
Valley Pick
She knew that this was the meaning of the Sumeru realm.
It is planning to end the battle.
Turning back and bowing his head, Yan Yan comforted Mr. Yumei and smiled: "You are here to wait and see you again after finishing the matter in this world."
Mr. Yumei always looked kind and nodded slightly.
Looking at Yan Yan's back slowly flying towards the stone gate, Mr. Yumei murmured to himself: "It's been three thousand years. I don't know if it's the respectful god who is coming to the mountains and seas. If so, that would be great!"
Yan Yan did not see Mr. Yumei's last look at his back, and his deep expectant and hopeful eyes were deeply anticipated and hopeful.
She was only halfway through, and the hairpin in her hair shook violently.
Yan Yan felt a glimmer of heart, but before he could prepare to defend the enemy, a huge dark space crack suddenly opened in the slant, and the violent space countercurrent suddenly swept out, strangling Yan Yan's waist and dragging her into the gap in the space pull.
Yan Yan's eyes were cold, her two fingers were closed to her eyebrows, and she shouted loudly: "The light flows back!"
This time, when she used space magic, there was no golden space vortex all over her body. Instead, the Xumi realm above suddenly became golden and bright. Two long-legged door posts opened, instantly covering the door. Inside.
The space crack that was created by the wasteland just now was directly trampled on by the Sumeru Realm.
Because the entire space was deformed by its big feet made of stone.
Yan Yan: "..."
At this moment, she wanted to ask Canghua, isn’t the Sumeru realm a space-type magic weapon? What about the power of space?
Why so violent!
Yan Yan felt that the outside world might have some misunderstandings about the Sumeru realm.
However, Yan Yan was really a little scared just now.
If she hadn't brought the space key to the warning, she might have been sucked into the space crack in an instant.
She suddenly felt that the dangers of this illusion that Mr. Yumei said just now was indeed very important.
No matter how powerful the Sumeru realm is, it must be the illusion of the demon. Huangdu has reached the end of his journey. As long as it is in its illusion, it will always have a chance to fight back.
This is very scary.
If she hadn't been protected by the Sumeru Realm, she would have had the sudden crack, and she would have really entered, and Huang would have closed the hole again.
She may have retied her clothes directly, and the story on the Shanhai Realm is completely completed!
This illusion is too dangerous and must be completely removed!
Huang just sneaked into Yan Yan and was whipped away by the Sumeru Realm.
When he rushed back and was planning to wait for an opportunity to attack Yan Yan, he found that Yan Yan was already standing in the stone gate of the Sumeru realm.
Huang was stunned.
Canggu Stone Gate is surrounded by rolling flame cloud patterns, and the distant and powerful golden red scatters in the sky.
In the middle of the door, the woman was wearing a red dress that looked like fire, and was as fierce as the core in the huge flames of the sky.
Bright and gorgeous.
Liang Lie's domineeringness.
However, the Canggu Stone Sect, which has been around for thousands of years, looks so perfectly matched with this young girl.
It was only at this time that Huang reacted.
The aura on Yan Yan's body and the golden red flame patterns scattered around her were exactly the same as the patterns flowing on the stone door!
Huang finally couldn't help it and roared wildly at Yan Yan: "You... why do you have the real Sumeru realm? Why do you have the right one!"
What the roared out was a strong resentment, a stronger reluctance, and a vaguely deep depression that could not be understood.
Yan Yan smiled: "Want to know why? I'll take you to a good place. You will understand everything when you go!"
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ps: The hair is almost bald in these orgasms, good night