"Girl, Emperor Yun didn't offend you? Why don't you think you don't like that Emperor Yun?" The old man Tianji asked strangely.
Aojun turned his head indifferently, "Let's go in, didn't the master say how many people would like to introduce me?"
After changing the subject, the old man Tianji didn't ask too much, and led Aojun into the Palace of Clearance.
It is a bit strange to say that there is no one to take care of this huge clearing hall, "Master, why is there no one to guard the gate?"
"Hehe, you don't know, the people who can enter the Clearing House are basically masters above the nine-day gods, otherwise, they will be ejected."
Pointing to the complex patterns on the vermillion gate at the entrance, the old man Tianji explained: "Those patterns are magic patterns left by the ancients with the ability to discern. If they are not enough to suppress the fluctuations of those magic patterns, they will be beaten out immediately."
Aojun is dumb, there is such a magical thing
"It seems that this medical fairy valley is also a place where masters are like clouds." Aojun's heart lingered slightly, and a trace of vigilance appeared in his heart.
Walking through the long corridor with carved beams, there are rugged rockeries, flowers flying, small bridges and flowing water, and everything is elegant and exquisite.
As he walked deeper and deeper into the Clearing Hall, Aojun heard the voices of some people, and vaguely felt the aura fluctuations on the bodies of many masters.
It really is a place of crouching tiger, hiding dragon.
There are basically dozens of masters above the level of the Nine Heavens Gods, and a few others who can't feel the power by themselves, I am afraid that they have reached the level of the god emperor.
Thinking about it, the competitive heart in Aojun's heart began to boil, and this feeling has not appeared for a long time.
"Girl, there are a lot of masters in it, you have to be careful to deal with it, you can't go on like this madly." The old man Tianji reminded.
Aojun held his head, but the war intent in his eyes was burning like a flame.
When the old man Tianji turned his eyes, he knew that what he said must have become a breeze in his ears.
"Master Ye,...what happened just now, Qingfeng is guilty..."
In the spacious and prosperous hall, many powerful people gathered in groups to talk about their own experiences and some major and interesting events that happened on the mainland. For a while, the hall was a little noisy.
Somewhere, a handsome young man was bowing his head and his face was full of regret, and in front of him was a seemingly weak beauty in purple.
Several powerful men looked at them, and they were a little curious about the origin of this purple-clothed woman, and it was such a big show.
The people present were not the generals, and all of their expressions were arrogant, but the people around the purple-clothed woman were all gods, and they treated her respectfully. What is their origin
Everyone speculated that no one dared to act rashly.
It seems that many masters have come today, and the cold air pressure not far away made the air in the hall depressed a bit.
The place where the cold breath came was a gray-clothed boy, with a jade-like face, cold and cold, without a trace of emotion, lonely and cold, and the breath on his body made people feel cold all over.
Many masters present felt that the goose bumps on their bodies were all up, and the eyes of the young man couldn't help but feel a little more jealous.
Who actually carries such a heavy murderous aura
There seems to be a lot of strong people this year, and one is younger than one. The purple-clothed woman seems to be less than twenty years old, and the young man is probably around twenty years old.
It's really weird every year, and this year is especially weird.
The strong nowadays are like planting beans every hour and every time, why are they so perverted one by one
A hundred years later!
The shocked mood of the people hadn't disappeared, and an elegant and elegant teenager walked up to the purple-clothed woman, as if they knew each other.
It's hard to see, isn't that young man officially a mysterious master who came here not long ago
No one knows the identity of the young man, but the five elders who were single-handedly hostile to Medical Immortal Valley when they first arrived at Medical Immortal Valley were not at all disadvantaged, and now the mysterious master of Medical Immortal Valley is flourishing.
Did you know the woman in purple
"Yemenghui, why are you here now? Where are the others? When will they come?" The elegant young man smiled, looked gentle and polite, noble in movement and quiet, and made people feel like a spring breeze.
Not long after he arrived in the Qingling Hall, he saw Ye Menghui coming, and he came over to say hello, just to see Qingfeng standing aside, his expression aggrieved with a hint of repentance.
"Feng Qingyan, I just want to say that you are in big trouble!" Ye Mengmei said such a sentence thoughtlessly, and Feng Qingyan frowned, so she looked at the people standing around in confusion. Several people in Qingfeng, and the sudden feeling of cold air, made Feng Qingyan's heart tremble, and then turned his head to look at a certain murderous young man.
Not far away, the gray-clothed boy's eyes were like the ice of the twelfth lunar month, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he was going to cut him thousands of times.
Feng Qingyan was even more puzzled. That young man and himself had never known each other, so why did he look like he and him had an antagonism? There was no intersection between them
"Yemenghui, what do you mean by this?" Feng Qingyan's face sank, a little annoyed, did these people take the wrong medicine today
Ye Mengmei's eyes narrowed, and then the corners of her mouth raised a weird arc, this kind of smile seemed to be calculating some conspiracy.
Feng Qingyan has a bad intuition, and every time Ye Menghui smiles like this, there must be no good things.
"Feng Qingyan, do you know? I met Aojun."
"What..." It was nothing more than a thunderbolt. Feng Qingyan's brain was blank on the spot, his expression stagnated, and his body instantly stiffened, just like an ancient statue.
Aojun, Aojun, Aojun...
This name made him suffer, this name made him think about it day and night, and repeat it.
Aojun used to be the woman he wanted to love for life, but he was also the target of his revenge...
The love, hatred, and enmity of that life were instantly replayed in the mind like a movie, the heartbreaking of that day, and the friendship between him and Aojun was destroyed by himself...
All of this is nothing but a fierce hell that made him suffer.
Aojun...
I was wrong, can you give me another chance
"Aojun is here?" Feng asked softly, the voice was thin and ethereal, like a cloud of smoke that would dissipate in an instant.
Ye Menghui looked around, then smiled, without a smile in her eyes: "Yes, Aojun is here, Feng Qingyan, you have to think about it, now it's too late to regret it."
Except for Ye Menghui and Feng Qingyan, no one knows what the words between them mean.
Qingfeng only feels that Feng Qingyan is now like a cloud of smoke that will disappear at any time, and the fragile does not seem to exist.
Feng said that his lips were like snow, and his handsome face had an indifferent expression. There was no sorrow, joy and pain, but it gave people an inexplicable suffocation of sadness.
The few subordinates who followed Feng Qingyan didn't know what happened, but they knew in their hearts that something would happen.
A woman in Tsing Yi looked at Feng Qingyan worriedly, and whispered, "Master, what happened?"
Ye Menghui had seen this woman in Tsing Yi a long time ago. She had always known this woman in Tsing Yi, who seemed to be called Qing Lan. The master guard in Penglai Island was now under Feng Qingyan.
Looking at Qinglan with sharp eyes, Ye Menghui seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "You are Qinglan, right? Feng Qingyan's sect is really capable of many people, not only Qingfeng, even a small guard is actually a god. peak."
Qing Lan retracted her worried eyes, and respectfully saluted Ye Mengliu: "Seeing Master Overnight, Qing Lan is just a small guard. How can she get into Master’s eyes? Qing Lan only wants to stay with Master Feng. The subordinates are already satisfied with what they do."
Qing Lan is undoubtedly a beauty. Penglai Island is basically full of beauties and handsome men. Qing Lan is dressed in Tsing Yi, has a good figure and looks good, with a hint of heroism between her eyebrows. She is a very generous woman, but a little high.
Ye Menghui glanced at Feng Qingyan, with a faint smile on her face from beginning to end, which just made people feel frightened.
Qing Lan knew that Ye Menghui seemed to dislike her a little, and she was inexplicably hostile in her heart. She seemed to hate all women who dared to be presumptuous in front of Feng Qingyan.
"Hehe, you are very bold, and you dare to speak like this in front of me. Are you afraid that I will drive you out of Penglai Island?" Ye Meng Fen gently twisted the teacup, and the faint tea fragrance lingered on Ye Meng Fen's nose. Menghui didn't even look down on Lan.
"Even though Qing Lan is a subordinate of Penglai Island, Master cannot expel Qing Lan from the island for no reason, and Qing Lan is a guard under Master Feng’s family, not under Master Ye’s family, and Master Ye does not seem to be like this either. Power."
Qing Lan said tauntingly, and a hint of resentment flashed in Ye Menghui's eyes.
"Qing Lan, step back! This master hasn't made you so rude!" Feng Qingyan said coldly, glanced at Qing Lan, his eyes flashed impatience, and Qing Lan retreated to the side with silence, and then appeared in his eyes. Some grievances and unwillingness.
She stayed by his side for more than ten years, but she had never seen him show any cold expression to her.
It’s just that it’s often seen that Feng Qingyan looks at the woman in the painting with a look and yearning. The look is like a deep affection that will not be forgotten even to death. It is so strong and strong, but also with sadness and melancholy. It made her feel a pain in her heart.
If Master looked at her with such eyes one day, she would have no regrets even if she died.
It's a pity that in Feng Qingyan's heart, there has never been any woman other than Aojun.
"Huh? Young Master Feng, it turns out that you came so early. Today, I wanted to invite the Young Master to visit the Medical Immortal Valley, but I didn't find anyone for a while. I thought the Young Master was not coming to the main hall. As expected, there is still half of this holy medicine. It was unearthed for more than a month, and the Valley Lord didn't leave the pass, and it didn't mean much in the hall." A male voice with a trace of magnetism appeared in front of Feng Qingyan and Ye Menghui accompanied by a light yellow son.