Li Youlan is rushing to Wolong Island
What's happening here…
After Heng Suya's explanation, Ye Qingxuan knew that this daughter of the Sword God, who never asked about affairs in the Jianghu, left the letter in Yijian Villa and hurried down the mountain. The purpose of coming here was actually for Li Daozong.
The specific reason is unknown.
Unexpectedly, this incident involved Li Daozong again.
Ye Qingxuan hurriedly borrowed the carrier pigeon from Fengyi Pavilion to send a message to all his own forces, looking for Li Daozong.
After simply handling the funeral of Mrs. Dingyi, this withdrawn old nun was turned into a handful of ashes and buried in a small sealed altar.
After arranging for two monastic disciples from Fengyi Pavilion to go back to the mountain for burial, Ning Huiru found Ye Qingxuan and said bluntly: "Let's go."
Taking advantage of Zhu Wusheng and Jiang Jiyue suffering internal injuries at the same time, Ye Qingxuan protected Ning Huiru, and a group of more than ten people secretly went down the mountain overnight and went straight to Xiayang Mansion, a city on the river bank.
In order to avoid Ning Zhongliu's ambush, Ning Huiru gritted his teeth and burned the fairyland-like Shuiyue Nunnery.
The fire and thick smoke rose into the sky, and the Xiayang Mansion a hundred miles away could be clearly seen.
Thinking about coming to Ningzhongliu, he would not enter a dangerous place again, and the nearest Xiayang Mansion is undoubtedly the best place for the two parties to meet.
Although they are in Jiangbei, the entire martial arts are waiting for this martial arts conference. Even the Youlong Gang, who was the enemy of life and death before, turned a blind eye at this time and would not take the initiative to trouble Ye Qingxuan.
The only ones to worry about are the two evil sects of Demon Sect, White Lotus Sect, and Taiping Dao.
On the Baili Mountain Road, Ye Qingxuan and his party traveled quickly and passed several mountain ridges. When the Xiayang Mansion was in sight, many Fengyi Pavilion disciples were exhausted due to days of fighting, and it was difficult to move on.
In desperation, Ye Qingxuan had no choice but to let everyone take a short rest, recharge their batteries and act again.
Sitting alone on a huge rock, Ye Qingxuan simply replenished food with clear water and steamed buns.
As for many disciples of Fengyi Pavilion, as expected of women going out, among the things they carry are well-made dry food, similar to Shaqima, sweet cakes and the like, with no less than dozens of tricks.
Under the signal of Ning Huiru, a female disciple who was about eighteen years old and had a trace of innocence on her face came over with a flushed face, took out a pastry wrapped in silk handkerchief, and stammered: " Ye, Ye Shaoxia, here, here you are!"
Before Ye Qingxuan gave way, the female disciple hurriedly shook her hands and fled away like a deer, causing many Fengyi Pavilion disciples to burst into laughter.
Ye Qingxuan had never seen such a shy woman before. Ye Qingxuan smiled to himself, and quickly picked up the pastry, but there were three peach cakes. He gestured to the female disciple who hid in the crowd, and said with a smile, "Thank you."
The female disciple became even more flustered, and directly got into the arms of her fellow disciple, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
"Junior Sister, don't be so shy, okay?" A female disciple with a bit of arrogance between her brows remonstrated angrily: "After all, I am also a disciple of Fengyi Pavilion. Why are you so new to the world? You've lost all face."
The little junior sister still wanted to argue, but she babbled for a long time, and finally just snorted resentfully, turned around and grabbed Hang Suya's arm, and said in a low voice: "Eldest sister, look at sixth senior sister bullying me again."
Hang Suya pampered the little junior sister on the forehead, and said with a smile: "How could the face of the teacher be lost because of such a trivial matter? But with you like this, it will be difficult to find a husband's family in the future."
Hahaha…
Several female disciples around laughed together, and even those nuns who had left home also smiled, but they kept chanting Buddha's name in their mouths.
As the only man among the ten or so people present, Ye Qingxuan himself was a well-known young hero with a rare handsome appearance, but within a short while, he became the object of discussion among this group of women.
It's strange that Ye Qingxuan's ears are still very sensitive, and many of the private whispers of his daughter's family entered his ears word for word. The man was even more daring, and finally guessed the size of his private objects based on the size of his nose and the length of his palm.
My dear!
Ye Qingxuan almost covered his ears and ran away, even if he pretended not to hear these words, it still made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, thinking about whether his generation of heroes would finally use urine to escape for a while, Ning Huiru over there had already shouted loudly. Let's go.
"Pavilion Master, please wait a moment!"
The Sixth Senior Sister who talked about Ye Qingxuan the most enthusiastically before suddenly said: "Pavilion Master, please wait a moment, the disciple has some private matters to deal with."
Ye Qingxuan frowned, and asked: "A private matter? This is a critical moment..."
Unexpectedly, the female disciple was actually a female gangster. He heard the words and said directly: "The little girl wants to clean her hands, and Ye Shaoxia wants to protect her personally?"
Ye Qingxuan immediately blushed.
The surrounding female disciples hid their mouths and laughed, and glanced at Ye Qingxuan with their wonderful eyes, as if they especially liked to tease this young hero who made Fengyi Pavilion suffer a big somersault.
"Go and come back quickly." Ning Huiru said in a deep voice, "Suya, Suyan, you two will accompany Suyao."
The three girls saluted at the same time and left gracefully.
Before leaving, Qi Qijiao lost her voice when she glanced at Ye Qingxuan.
Ye Qingxuan turned around in embarrassment, with a frowning look on his face.
Ning Huiru looked at it with a smile, and said lightly: "Ye Shaoxia, the disciple of the sect has been rude. It is because Fengyi Pavilion's inner sect has always been arrogant and indulgent to the disciples, so it offended me a little. I hope you will forgive me."
"No problem, no problem."
Ye Qingxuan waved his hands again and again, not wanting to bring up this topic again.
To be honest, Ye Qingxuan didn't care about the most arrogant woman in this group of martial arts.
It's not worth his anger to be ridiculed, sarcasm, and teased for making people almost wiped out. What he is most worried about now is the cult master who suddenly disappeared.
Could it be that Zhu Wusheng and Jiang Jiyue only came to the White Lotus Sect
Is their purpose for Master Dingyi of Fengyi Pavilion, the entire Fengyi Pavilion, or for the upcoming Ning Zhongliu
No matter what the purpose is, the opponent will definitely not only dispatch the top figures in the door.
After all, Jiangbei is still in the hands of the imperial court. Even if the two of them are peerless in martial arts, they should be afraid that the imperial court will use its powerful influence and send many masters to surround and kill the two of them here.
The opponent attacked Fengyi Pavilion recklessly and killed Mrs. Dingyi, so there must be someone behind him.
Could it be that the Youlong Gang or the Nine Dragon Palace have any collusion with the White Lotus Sect
The martial arts conference is about to be held, does Li Daotian really dare to risk that the world will not violate it
Ye Qingxuan's heart was in a mess, and after waiting for a while, the three girls still didn't come back, so he couldn't help but prepare to urge him, but at this moment, a scream suddenly came from the dense forest not far away, and it was Suyan, the junior sister of the three girls. .
"Protect the Pavilion Master!"
Ye Qingxuan let out a sharp roar, and his body had already turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.