Ye Qingtang took a deep breath. In her previous life, she had only heard rumors about Liuyun Island, but she never had the chance to go to the island. She didn't expect that the aura on Liuyun Island was similar to that in Lingxi River.
Standing here for a moment is like soaking in the water of Lingxi River.
It's no wonder that in the previous life, the inner disciples had no chance to participate in the battle, and each of them rushed to earn a position as a reserve disciple. They wanted to stay on this island within a few days during the three competitions. Without needing anything else, he has earned a few days of spiritual nourishment.
For the three competitions, the owner of Liuyun Island had sent his servants to receive the disciples of the three sects by the island early in the morning.
After Elder Mo and the others contacted the person on the island, they went to the home field of the three competitions under the guidance of that person.
"This Liuyun Island is interesting..." The elder of the Blood Moon Sect swept his eyes over everything on the island, and it was rare that this place caught his eyes.
Ye Qingtang didn't speak to him, but just glanced past the green forest on the island, and looked up at the top of the mountain above the island. Suddenly a figure passed by the top of the mountain, and Ye Qingtang's eyes caught that figure flickering, but seeing it made her slightly dazed.
"Mu Su?" Ye Qingtang's eyes were slightly puzzled. Why did she think that the man on the top of the mountain just now looked somewhat similar to Mu Su, the lord of Luoxing City
But that figure disappeared too quickly, even if Ye Qingtang wanted to confirm again, she had no chance.
Ye Qingtang secretly erased the doubts in her heart. Luoxing City and Liuyun Island were far away, and she had never heard of Mu Su's relationship with Liuyun Island.
Furthermore...
Ye Qingtang doesn't care if Mu Su is in Liuyun Island, what she really cares about is Han Cangming behind Mu Su!
Thinking of the Lord of the Great Desolate Temple, Ye Qingtang couldn't help but shudder, and her eyes fell on her finger, the ring that was forcibly put on.
Ye Qingtang's heart trembles when she thinks of someone's astonishing words that day at Juling Mountain Villa. She tried many times to take off the ring, but it seemed to be stuck to her hand. In general, motionless.
She can't chop her hands...
"Maybe I was wrong." Ye Qingtang comforted herself.
The Master of the Great Desolate Temple should not be so leisurely, he would hang out on this Liuyun Island.
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On the other side, Mu Su, who was standing on the top of Liuyun Island, was watching the group of people wearing Xuanlingzong costumes slowly walking into the island, and when he saw that familiar figure, Surprise flashed in his eyes, and he flew away, disappearing from the top of the mountain without a trace.
"Your Highness!" Mu Su dodged a few times and came to the bottom of the mountain, hiding in a cave in the dense forest. There is a cave in the cave, just like a small palace.
And in the middle of the palace, a huge jade platform stands in the middle.
On the jade platform, Han Cangming with pale complexion was sitting there cross-legged.
Han Cangming raised his eyes slightly, his handsome face was now a little paler, and a few eye-catching lines of blood spread from his collar to his forehead.
"Your Highness, just now I saw that the Xuanlingzong team has entered Liuyun Island, and...Miss Ye is also in the team." Mu Su knelt down on one knee and told everything he saw one by one. Cold Cangming.
There was no emotion on Han Cangming's face, his slightly pale lips were slightly closed, and a faint look of surprise passed quietly through his eyes.