Xu Yi let go of the girl and stared at her blankly.
At this moment, the girl's injury was almost completely healed under the medicine of Xuewaguo. Xu Yi stared at it for a long time, but did not see the difference between her and Yan Zi.
It's not that his perception is not good, but that this woman has already cultivated through many calamities. It is impossible for Yan Zi from the past not to advance. Once she advances, her temperament will change, which is also reasonable.
The key is that the expression between the eyebrows and eyes of this woman in front of her is the same as that of Yan Zi.
The girl bowed to Xu Yiying, her eyebrows and eyes changed quietly, and in an instant there was another face, still very similar to Yan Zi.
Yu Zhiqiu said, "Your brother's entrustment, how can I not take it seriously? Before the upheaval came, I considered Yan Zi's safety. I knew that the Golden Elixir Society was riddled with holes. The Great Sun Temple must have collected enough Most of us know the importance of Yan Zi, and we will have this idea sooner or later, so we used A Yan and adjusted Zhuan Qi Pill to let her observe Yan Zi's daily life, imitate her demeanor and behavior, and naturally It can be faked."
When the Great Sun Temple and the Golden Alchemy Association broke openly, Yu Zhiqiu bet all his hopes on the Western Expedition team led by Xu Yi.
Before Xu Yi left, he didn't entrust him with anything else, but entrusted him to take good care of Yan Zi.
With Yu Zhiqiu's EQ, he naturally knew the importance of Yan Zi, so Ayan, the dead man, became Yan Zi's substitute.
With a dead man as bait, naturally Yu Zhiqiu couldn't be caught, but Xu Yi made too much noise, and the whole city of Xuan was alarmed.
Jin Danhui's Anzi in Xuancheng immediately fed back the news, and only then did Yu Zhiqiu come in time.
"Thank you, Miss Ayan."
Xu Yi helped Ayan up, bowed to him, and put a Sumeru ring containing a thousand wish beads into Ayan's palm.
Even though Xu Yi knew that what Ayan did was only Yu Zhiqiu's envoy, but the crime was borne on Yan Zi's behalf, and he was responsible for this feeling.
Ayan blushed, and prostrated herself on the ground again, feeling both excited and melancholy.
What was exciting was that he survived what he thought was a certain death situation, and somehow got the favor of a god-like figure like Yiling Laomo.
What is melancholy is that I am not that Miss Yan after all, so I can only bear the identity of Miss Yan and lean in my arms for a while, I really don't know what kind of character that Miss Yan is, how can I deserve the company of such a man.
Ah Yan envied Yan Zi, but she didn't know that Leng Qingzhi and other female cultivators wanted to replace her with her own body.
No matter how high-minded the female cultivators are, they dare not expect to be by their side. Ayan won the favor of Yiling Old Demon for nothing, and was even given a Sumeru ring as a gift.
As an old devil in Yiling, his attack is naturally extraordinary.
After Xu Yi thanked Ah Yan, Yu Zhiqiu introduced the middle-aged Taoist who came with him to Xu Yi. As expected, it was Liu Danfeng, the other of the only two remaining founding elders of the Golden Alchemy Society. elders.
Elder Liu Danfeng advised Xu Yi to imprison the Dharma Kings and Lord Yuan and block the news, otherwise once Xizhou and Dongzhou got the news, they would definitely attack with all their strength, and the situation would no longer be controllable.
Xu Yi said, "I'll leave it to you, and all the resources on the ground will also belong to you. It's my brother Xie Yu who takes care of Yan Zi for me."
When Xu Yi said this, even Yu Zhiqiu's city couldn't help being excited.
He never thought that Xu Yi would be so eloquent.
These Yuan Lords and Dharma Kings are all extremely important figures. As for the resources all over the place, they are all of the highest grade, and they were so easily rewarded by the Yiling Old Demon.
A Yan, Leng Qingzhi and other female cultivators looked at Xu Yi like little suns, and they were so envious of the girl Yan Zi that they had never met before.
I really don't know what kind of fairy is worthy of being treated like this by the majestic Yiling old devil.
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One hundred thousand mountains, unnamed cols.
It is April, when the sun is as warm as soup, nourishing everything to grow, and all the flowers are facing the sun.
In front of a green bamboo house, Yan Zi was sitting on a warm grassy slope, stitching a green shirt with flying needles.
Suddenly, a black shadow was cast on the sunny blue shirt, Yan Zi's heart dropped, and when she turned around, she saw the thin face that she thought about day and night.
Yan Zi smiled, as if a pure glass cup had been ignited.
Yan Zi's warm smile was like a clear spring from a mountain stream, washing away Xu Yi's increasingly hardened heart.
The two looked at each other, silent for a long time.
Suddenly, Yan Zi got up and pulled Xu Yi to climb up the mountain depression. When he reached the top of the mountain depression, Yan Zi pointed to the south, and Xu Yi saw a green lawn with a hut standing on it. A big tree, under the big tree a hearth was built with big blue stones.
The layout and style were so familiar, Xu Yi immediately remembered that this was the same stove in front of the cave where he and Yan Zi Dayue used to be.
Thinking back carefully, he lived there with Yan Zi for the longest time and felt the most at home.
Yan Zi asked Xu Yi'an to sit down, rolled up his sleeves, put on his apron, and deftly turned on the stove that hadn't been turned on for several years. After a short while, there was a curl of cooking smoke, carrying the smell of food. This kind of taste is like that Familiar, but nostalgic.
Xu Yi quietly watched Yan Zi handle the pots, pans and stoves in a strange way, and suddenly caught a piece of navy blue different from the grass and trees from the corner of his eyes. The pieces of Tsing Yi were hung on a simple clothes drying pole, covering almost half of the valley, and there were as many as several hundred pieces.
Departure thick seam, meaning fear of delay in return.
Xu Yi sighed softly, his nose felt a little sour.
For one meal, Yan Zi put in so much effort that she almost cooked Xu Yi's favorite food in the past.
After several years apart, Yu Zhiqiu listened to Xu Yi's confession, poured a large amount of top-level resources on Yan Zi, surpassed countless impossible barriers in a few years, and piled Yan Zi up to the top. Late period of calamity.
Therefore, Yan Zi's current cultivation base can be regarded as a top monk in this world.
With the help of mana, Yan Zi cooked nearly a hundred dishes, and it only took an hour.
Xu Yi didn't want to disappoint Yan Zi's heart, let go of his stomach, and swept away the delicious food that almost covered the entire Qingping.
After dinner, Yan Zi waved his hand, and all the mess disappeared.
She laid out two blankets side by side on the grass slope, and wanted to talk to Xu Yi at night, asking where he had been and how many stories he had experienced all these years.
Xu Yi felt that he owed her a great deal, so he did what she said.
The starry sky among the mountains was extraordinarily clear and the mountain breeze was cool. Xu Yi lay on the blanket while Yan Zi sat with her knees hugged.
For a while, no one said a word.
Seeing those hundreds of green shirts, Xu Yi roughly guessed how Yan Zi lived these past few years, and started to say, "I remember you used to love shopping in the market, but now you are more simple and elegant, practicing and practicing, It's better to roll in the world of mortals."
Yan Zi said, "Young master, don't you remember that you used to go shopping in the market with your young master?"
Xu Yi was stunned, and said, "Then I'm not here these years, what else are you doing besides cultivating and sewing clothes for me?"
Yan Zi looked up at the starry sky, "Wait for the young master to come back."
The smile on Xu Yi's face froze.