"No..." Li Heng's voice was already a little confused.
"You wake me up!" Lin Mengyao slapped Li Heng angrily, knowing that he would sleep every day, and it's this juncture that he can still sleep? !
Li Heng hummed twice in his nose, did not know what he muttered in his mouth, turned around and fell asleep completely.
Lin Mengyao glared at him, if it weren't for the saint son of Li Heng in Luoxia Holy Land now, I couldn't help it, this bastard!
On the mountain behind Yinyangmen, there is a small waterfall in the col. The water droplets flying down flashed a little silver light under the refraction of sunlight. Bai Ruobing stood under the waterfall with a calm face.
"Master, the disciple went out to check it personally, and the sword formation has indeed disappeared." Bai Ruobing's voice was still very soft, but her coquettish state was reduced.
No sound came out after the waterfall. After a long time, there was a long exclamation.
"Perhaps, this is the fate." The voice was soft and soft, but in the gurgling sound of the waterfall, it was extremely clear.
"Master, the sword formation disappears, and the mountain gate is in danger." Bai Ruobing looked at the waterfall, his eyes seemed to be able to see the face behind the waterfall.
"Stupid boy, it is God's will. If there is a loss, there is a gain, and if there is a gain, there is a loss." The voice sounded softly, and there was an ultimate charm in the softness.
"... The disciple is dull." Bai Ruobing lowered his eyes, and the fingers of his right hand that hung beside him moved lightly.
"Yesterday, didn't the saint son of Luoxia Holy Land go to find you personally?" The voice was suddenly a little erratic.
Bai Ruobing's body stiffened slightly, and his right foot moved undetectably, as if he wanted to retreat.
"The master made atonement, the disciple was dull, and did not succeed." Bai Ruobing plopped and knelt directly.
"Is that guy handsome?" The voice suddenly changed, with a hint of innocence like a curious little girl.
"Yes." Bai Ruobing replied nonchalantly.
"Don't give up, if he is really the saint son of Luoxia Holy Land, your nerves will be sensed in your body." The voice gradually became blurred with a little smile.
Bai Ruobing remained on her knees until after a stick of incense, she got up and left. The drenched skirt was tightly attached to his body, and the biting chill spread along her calf to her whole body.
The master has been practicing in retreat for three years. He hasn't seen the master for three years. All the affairs of the school are handled by him alone, and he almost forgets the master's face.
"Huh! Yin and Yang Immortal Gate is nothing more than that!" Li Chu coldly retracted the magic weapon, the guardian formation of Yin Yang Gate shook violently, and the divine light flashed randomly.
Standing by one person, Li Chu focused on the guardian formation until the light subsided, and whispered: "The formation is very strange. I have never seen it before. The cultivation base of the formation must be at least the fairy king. "
"Can you read it wrong?" Li Chu questioned, "Is there a strong immortal king among the masters of the Yin-Yang Sect in the past?"
"Second brother, I will never read it wrong." The man was very sure, and exchanged glances with Li Chu.
Suddenly, Li Chu said that it was not that there were no powerful kings, but for tens of thousands of years, there were indeed only a few kings in the southern Zhanzhou, and the Yin Yang Gate was not among them.
It seems that the Yin-Yang Gate does hide itself, not just relying on the treacherous soldiers.
The two did not shoot again, and the martial arts asked him to come out for the disciples who participated in the Continent Competition.
The theft of the yin and yang gate is of great importance. The Dazhou competition may be postponed or cancelled. It would be inconvenient for the disciples to stay at the yin and yang gate.
As the second elder of Jianzong, Li Chu shouldered a heavy mission. The magic weapon was stolen. He must show Jianzong's attitude, protect his disciples, and completely get rid of the relationship with Jianzong.
The move just now was to test the power of the Yin-Yang Gate formation, and also to inform them that they are here.
Not long after, several divine lights suddenly shot from a distance, slowly falling in front of Li Chu and the people headed by Bai Ruobing.
"The slave family is rude, I don't know if the two seniors of Jianzong came here, and they have missed a long way to welcome." Bai Ruobing saluted each other across the formation.
Li Chu's cold face eased a little, "You are welcome, is your master still in retreat? My Sword Sect disciple should still stay at Yin Yang Gate, right?"
"This..." Bai Ruobing hesitated and sighed lightly.