Lonely men and widows are likely to be in an unfamiliar and dangerous environment. They support and rely on each other, appreciate each other, have the same ability and background, and are similar in age.
If we share weal and woe, share weal and woe, and even share life and death, Yan Zhaoge really feels that sparks can easily be sparked.
Nie Jingshen is the grandson of Yan Xingtang.
Yu Ye is the granddaughter of Long Xingquan and Gao Gaoxuan.
In terms of martial arts inheritance, they are the most outstanding successors.
Even the establishment of the Three Views during the growth process may be influenced by the elders.
But this does not mean that their fate in life is also consistent with that of their elders.
In fact, Nie Jingshen and Yu Ye did have a lot of admiration for each other before, but if they have any signs of men and women, at least they don't exist at present.
The so-called tradition of turning fighting into marriage was originally just Yan Zhaoge's joke.
He hadn't thought about it before.
But the current situation is really suitable.
Appropriate to the point where nothing happens, but it feels abnormal.
"People turn fighting into friendship, and we turn fighting into marriage. There are some things that you really can't believe in." Yan Zhaoge muttered: "Although Yun Sheng and I didn't have any enmity and conflicts, but strictly speaking, the big day she was born in those years Shengzong, Guangcheng Mountain and I are also opponents in the Eight Great Worlds... "
Although there was a painful expression on his face, what Yan Zhaoge said was from his heart.
He is really thinking about it seriously.
Especially after the fall of the Fuji Emperor, it makes people feel that the future is uncertain.
"If what you said really happens, I will not interfere with what happens between these young people." Yue Zhenbei looked a little more solemn: "But the fall of Li Ziteng..."
Yan Zhaoge, Yan Di and Yue Zhenbei looked at me and I looked at you, they were all speechless for a moment.
"Perhaps I was overthinking. Brother Nie and the others will be back soon, safe and sound, without any disturbance." In the end, Yan Zhaoge muttered to himself.
Yue Zhenbei didn't speak, but Yan Di said: "In short, the most important thing is that people are safe and sound."
Yan Zhaoge glanced across the black and boundless void, and said softly: "Yes, I hope they are in good fortune and good fortune, and everything is safe."
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"This is where?"
When Nie Jingshen escaped from the turbulence of time and space, he saw a strange scene in front of him.
The yellow mist permeates the room, making people feel like they can't see their fingers. Being in it, it feels like a light is on the back.
With Nie Jingshen's cultivation base that has already pushed through the immortal gate, and his usual firm will, he felt a strong chill at this moment, which made his heart jump.
After stabilizing his mind, Nie Jingshen turned his head to look at Yu Ye who was beside him, but saw that Yu Ye was much more at ease than him.
This is not because of the difference in strength between the two sides, but because Yu Yeyi's sword intent is clear in martial arts, and he is more comfortable in the yellow fog, and the influence of the yellow fog on her is weaker.
Seeing this, Nie Jingshen was thoughtful.
However, he quickly collected his thoughts and said, "Junior Sister Yu, don't worry, His Majesty Emperor Teng will surely be killed."
Under the shroud of yellow mist, although Yu Ye was more relaxed than Nie Jingshen, her expression was more dignified, with a hint of sadness.
Before being swallowed by that dark hole, the last scene in front of her eyes was Sword Emperor Yue Zhenbei's rescue, but was rejected by Emperor Fuji.
In order to break through the captivity of Xuechen Demon Lord, Teng Huang paid a huge price and was seriously injured.
Yu Ye has personally experienced the power of the realm in the dark chaotic cave to distort and tear time and space.
With Tenghuang's injuries at the time, once he fell into the dark cave, he would probably die on the spot.
She summoned up all her strength and slapped away Yue Zhenbei's helping hand, which was like committing suicide.
How could this make Yu Ye not feel his heart breaking
Looking back at this moment, I am extremely worried, but unfortunately I don't know what the final result will be.
He wanted to find Vine Emperor Li Ying and Sword Emperor Yue Zhenbei as soon as possible, but the yellow fog in front of him blocked his way, not only making it difficult to distinguish the direction, but also difficult to move forward.
"The patriarch's mother-in-law was already suffering from old injuries, and she just got a new injury. If she really fell into that dark hole, the consequences would be disastrous." Hearing Nie Jingshen's comfort, Yu Ye was still worried.
However, after a short pause, she continued, "His Majesty the Sword Emperor is a man of high integrity. I have seen it and am grateful to put aside the personal grievances between the two parties and try my best to rescue the patriarch's mother-in-law."
"It's just... hey, I just didn't expect the patriarch grandma to..."
She patted her forehead in distress: "No, I should have thought of such a fierce person as Grand Master Grandmother, but I never knew that she hated His Majesty the Sword Emperor so much."
"It's useless to think too much." Nie Jing said divinely: "We try to go back as soon as possible, so we can know that His Majesty Fuji Emperor is in danger now."
Yu Ye took a deep breath: "Not bad."
"We were thrown into a formation by the turbulence of time and space." She looked up at Huang Wu in front of her, "This seems to be the handwriting of a certain powerful person from my lineage, but I don't know which one. "
After looking carefully again, she frowned: "The formation is dead silent and has not been activated."
Normally, she likes to study martial arts, and because she has the pure soul of Tianyun, at this moment, she is probably obsessed with enlightenment, and has gone out of her mind again.
But now, with the safety of Emperor Fuji on her mind, she is extremely focused.
"Can you see what formation it is?" Nie Jingshen asked.
Yu Ye shook his head: "The formation is in silence, not even a formation pattern is manifested, and there is no aura fluctuation, the external characteristics are not obvious, just looking at it like this, I really can't recognize it."
She looked around: "However, the cultivation level of the powerful and powerful man who arranged the formation is much higher than that of you and me. Fortunately, the formation is silent. Otherwise, if it is activated, our lives may be lost immediately."
The two looked at each other, and suddenly laughed wryly together.
"I think of someone, it would be great if he was here." Nie Jingshen said first.
Yu Ye sighed: "I also think of a person, I think, I think of the same person as you."
The two laughed and shook their heads together, and then corrected their expressions together.
There is no sign of frustration, but only a firm belief.
They concentrated and tried to move forward in the yellow mist, looking for a way out.
Yu Ye, who was born in Shangqing, led the way, and the two began to move forward bit by bit.
Disturbed by the sword spirit and immortal energy of the two, Huang Wu seemed to have a little reaction in front of him.
The big formation still hadn't moved, but under the stimulation of the vast mist, it began to automatically launch a counterattack, making Nie Jingshen and Yu Ye even more difficult.
But feeling the more active yellow fog, Yu Ye gradually began to figure out the faint traces of the formation in it.
The convenience of being inherited from the same line of Shangqing, from this to that, she even vaguely touched the true meaning of martial arts left by the master who arranged this formation.
"This..." Yu Ye stopped and stared wide-eyed: "This is..."
"Where did it come from?" Nie Jingshen asked calmly: "Although the Shangqing formation has been lost a lot, there are not many who can make you so difficult to recognize. From this conversely, it can be speculated that there are actually only a few of them. possibility."
Yu Ye turned to look at him, his voice paused.
"It's Duobao Tianzun Patriarch!"