Yu Zhen glanced at the Buddha beads in his hand, and then at his still calm expression. As soon as he took the peach wood sword in his hand, he suddenly reached out and hugged his waist and pressed his head to his chest.
The person who had been missing for so close, Yin Yan paused and didn't care about the Buddhist beads. He immediately reached out and hugged him, his eyes warmed, and he touched his hair. There were a lot of things he wanted to say, but there was only one sentence to his lips: " You did a good job this time, you worked hard."
"You are jealous."
Yu Zhen's slightly triumphant voice suddenly came from his chest, Yin Yan's tenderness that had just softened became stiff, looked down at him, moved his hands, and pressed his shoulders.
"Your heart tells me that you are jealous." Yu Zhenmei raised her head, and pulled the hand he held on her shoulders. He suddenly leaned in and took a bite on his lips, then relaxed and slid into his arms again. Inside, he rubbed comfortably, exhaled, and said, "Master, I'm so tired..."
A master, a slightly coquettish hug, Yin Yan’s tenderness that had just been frozen was so soft and soft, he hugged him again with a little helplessness, and the "evil disciples" had been thinking about it for several days." The apprentice is old and needs to be disciplined.” All the thoughts are gone. Only distress and pride are left. Kiss his forehead and calmly said: “It’s all over. Leave the rest to me. You have a good rest.”
Yu Zhen closed his eyes, as if charging, pressed his whole body to him, sighing contentedly.
Great, finally returned to this person.
When he was in the illusion, he dared not relax his heartstrings for a moment. He wanted to save people, look for an eye, and accompany everyone in a small theater, to be a hero to save everyone. When I was busy, I didn't feel that when I returned to this person, being held so tenderly, I felt that I was really tired before.
Compared to a hero, he really likes to be a useless and stupid apprentice.
"Master, you are so kind..." He hummed, wishing to sleep well in the other's arms like this, but no, the phantom array is still outside, Feng Feng and others are also there, they have to get out quickly.
Forcing herself to withdraw from this warm and comfortable embrace, Yu Zhen stood up straight and looked at Yin Yan's face that had recovered from his previous life. He silently admired him for a few seconds, and then asked in confusion: "How did you get yourself back like this? In case it is seen by Feng Lao... er... No, your Yin Yan face can’t be seen by Feng Lao now, no, it doesn’t seem to be right... Wait, have you been exposed! I sent a little monk out, you, you, you..."
Puff, the warm atmosphere broke instantly.
Yin Yan knocked on his forehead and said, "Don't be so careless next time, and in the illusion..."
Halfway through the lesson, I saw that Yu Zhen was full of annoyance. He was really anxious. He calmed down and calmed down: "Don't worry, I'm not exposed. Now I am your master, Feng Er, a casual cultivator who has been away from the world for many years. ."
Yu Zhen heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, couldn't help but hugged him again, and said, "I'm sorry, I was too careless. It's fine if I didn't expose it. You... eh?"
His waist was suddenly hugged, he instinctively lowered his head, then quickly raised his head, looking at Yin Yan's handsome face that suddenly approached, his heart was shaken, and he slowly closed his eyes.
Yeah, don’t be better than newlyweds, kiss and kiss—
"The illusion is about to break, go out first."
The warm breath was sprayed on the face, and then the feeling of weightlessness came. After a while, the waist was loosened, and the side was empty, and the eyes were opened. There is already a phantom scene filled with white mist, and there is a sound of fighting not far away. Here, it is Feng Lao and them.
Yu Zhen: "..."
He looked at Yin Yan, who had already retreated two steps away, pursed his lips, and couldn't help but poke him with a peach wood sword.
Yin Yan, who was communicating with the nihility, turned his head and met his dissatisfied and accusing eyes. With a movement of his apple, he held the tip of the mahogany sword with his backhand, pulled him over with one hand, and hugged his waist and kissed him heavily on his lips. He whispered: "Don't look at me like this... When I get home, I will find you to settle the account in the fantasy world."
After speaking, he pressed his lips firmly with his thumb and released his hand. Suddenly, his figure flashed and disappeared. At the same time, Yu Zhen's arms became heavy, and a white ball was added.
Nothingness being forcibly recalled: "Meow?"
Yu Zhen was stunned for two seconds, and couldn't help rubbing her red face hard, remembering what Yin Yan had just said, and remembering the help at the critical moment of nothingness and the temperature-carrying Kuiyuan mirror, and finally realized something embarrassing and embarrassing. The fact that he lowered his head and held the head of nothingness, and said angrily: "Meow what! You little voyeur! Accomplice!"
Ruinously rubbed nothingness: "Meow meow?"
One person spoiled for a while, and finally remembered what was going on, and ran towards the sound of fighting.
The white mist was getting lighter and lighter, and the phantom array was about to be broken. Suddenly a gale of spiritual energy blew, and then the strong wind sounded, thumped, and was thrown in front of everyone with a miserable cry.
Yu Zhen, who had just rushed to the vicinity of Feng Lao and the others, stopped and looked in the direction of the strong wind.
The white mist gradually dissipated, Yin Yan walked over from the end of the highway, waved his hand to disperse the last white mist, walked to the person he threw out, kicked, and said: "Don't chase, you have to catch The person is here, the one over there is just an illusion."
As soon as he finished speaking, the "Master Huiyuan" surrounded by Feng Lao and others turned into a cloud of white smoke and disappeared.
The final struggle of the array eye was obliterated, the phantom array was finally broken, and all visions disappeared.
The sun hung high above his head, the scenery of mountains and lakes beside him, the concrete highway at the foot, and the middle section of the highway, dozens of cars parked crookedly on the side of the road. That was the means of transportation used by Feng Lao and others when they came over.
As if waking up from a big dream, the monks were in a trance for a moment, and then returned to their senses one after another, and moved their sights to Yin Yan and Zhou Qing, who was full of evil spirits under his feet.
Knowing that he was once again played by Zhou Qing taking advantage of the disappearance of the illusion, Feng frowned, put away his weapon, looked at Yin Yan, and said, "Thank you for your help. May I ask if you are..."
"This is Senior Yu's master, Senior Feng Erfeng!" Before Yu Zhen and Yin Yan could speak, Shen Feng, the first to be rescued, suddenly emerged from a short distance behind Yin Yan, eagerly approaching Yin Yan. By his side, he introduced to Feng and others: "This senior Feng Er is a secluded casual cultivator. He has never walked in the world before. This time he was asked by Senior Yu to come out to save us. It is very powerful."
Yu Zhen narrowed his eyes, watching Shen Feng's infinite approach to Yin Yan, and snorted from his nose—Yin Yan also said that he would settle accounts with him when he returned home. Now it seems that he should find the other party to settle accounts. !
Yin Yan noticed his small movements and walked sideways without a trace to get away from Shen Feng. He threw out a bundle of immortals to tie up Zhou Qing, who was struggling on the ground, and walked to Yu Zhen and headed towards Feng Lao and others. Looked, nodded as a greeting, and replied: "Leave the second, it is Yu Zhen's master."
Yu Zhen's master? Isn't Yu Zhen's master Qingxu son
Old Feng was puzzled, and it was not easy to ask in front of everyone, so he replied: "It turns out that it is Xiaozhen's master. Fortunately, I am in Xia Fengyuan, thank you Feng Daoist for helping me this time."
Yin Yan politely expressed his thanks.
Yu Zhen saw Feng Lao’s doubts, shook the peach wood sword in his hand, and stabbed Yin Yan again, seemingly inadvertently. He stepped forward in time, smiled at everyone, and said embarrassingly: “Sorry, I didn’t tell everyone before. My teacher. Master, his old man doesn’t like me mentioning him outside, so... Feng, I’m sorry, when I met you for the first time, my grandfather was my master. I hope you don’t blame him."
Old man.
Yin Yan turned his head to look at Yu Zhen. Yu Zhen didn't look at him, and moved manually, and the Taomu sword poked again.
Yin Yan: "..."
"Meow~" Void called out lonely.
When Yu Zhen was reminded, he hurriedly held it up, and said: "This is nothingness, my master's spiritual pet. When you see it in the future, please remember to show mercy, and don't catch it as a monster."
"Meow~" Void fluttered his tail with disdain, and the people in front of him couldn't catch a piece of it until they died.
Standing at the back of the crowd, Shi Qingyuan looked back and forth at the two of them and a cat. He suddenly laughed, stepped forward and gave a big gift to Yu Zhen and Yin Yan, then turned around and bowed a big gift to Feng Lao and his party, and finally gave it back. In a courtesy of nothingness, he said: "Thank you for your help this time. Qingyuan is very grateful."
"It's just a trivial matter." Yin Yan replied. With a move of his finger, he took out the Buddhist beads and handed them over, saying: "Return to the original owner."
Shi Qingyuan was taken aback, as if he did not expect the prayer beads to be on him. He glanced at Yu Zhen and saw that he was busy talking to the pet in his arms. He retracted his gaze and smiled. He took the prayer beads with both hands and saluted again: "Thank you ."
Yin Yan poked and stood up to accept his gift, not at all polite.
After the greeting was over, everyone's thoughts were completely withdrawn from the illusion. After regaining their composure, they all turned their attention to Zhou Qing who was still struggling on the ground.
"What to do with him?" Bo Xiu asked.
Elder Feng frowned, looked at Zhou Qing's sullen aura, pondered for a few seconds, and said, "Take it back to Master Yuanhui. It will always be his disciple... but I can't blame Daoist Miao."
This time Zhou Qing was in the demon, in the final analysis, he was also victimized by the illusion. Although he tossed maliciously, he didn't really kill anyone. The crime didn't lead to death, so he couldn't deal with it on the spot.
It just feels very unfair to Miao Zhengguo who was injured by Zhou Qing.
"Huh, it's not that you Feng is hurting me, what's right, I'm sorry, my old Miao has suffered this crime, so naturally I will ask Master Yuanhui for an explanation! I won't let Zhou Qing go either. Old Feng, don't worry about it."
The wounded Miao Zhengguo, who was still being framed, spoke angrily, but looked open.
Feng Lao looked at him helplessly and amused, and said, "Since Daoyou Miao doesn't care, then send him to Master Yuanhui, Qingyuan, you are a disciple of Master Yuanhui, and Zhou Qing is up to you. Take care."
Shi Qingyuan nodded, and after giving a Buddhist ceremony to Miao Zhengguo, he took out a bowl-shaped magical instrument and walked in front of Zhou Qing. The spiritual energy in his hand surged, aiming at Zhou Qing on the ground and shut him in the bowl.
After dealing with Zhou Qing, everyone's attention fell on the illusion that pitted everyone this time, and their expressions were much heavier than when discussing how to deal with Zhou Qing.
"Such a powerful formation can't be produced by ordinary evil cultivators. There are indeed some unfavorable movements outside the country." Old Feng said with a heavy expression.
Bo Xiu's expression was also ugly, and he nodded and replied: "Indeed, this formation is too concealed. Once hit, unless you break through yourself, it will be difficult to get out of trouble, and the level of danger is very high."
The atmosphere was heavy, Yu Zhen moved, and couldn't help poking Yin Yan secretly.
Yin Yan grabbed the tip of his mahogany sword with a flash of light in his hand, shrunk the sword into his hand, buckled it into his palm, deliberately ignored Yu Zhen's staring gaze, looked at Feng Feng and the others, and said: "As for the movement of evil cultivators abroad, Xiaozhen and I have some discoveries."
When everyone heard Qi Qi and looked at him, Feng Lao asked eagerly: "What's going on? But it has something to do with the den in the small town before?" After asking Yin Yan, he probably didn't know what happened to the den. Busy and ready to explain.
Yin Yan blocked his words and replayed a piece of memory from Xie Xiu's brain with spiritual energy, and replied: "It is indeed related to the small town den. According to my previous investigations with Xiaozhen, there should be many similar dens. , Evil cultivators outside the country must make big moves."
The picture is more intuitive than words. After reading the memory in Xie Xiu's brain, Feng Lao and others all made their faces sullen.
Yin Yan waited for them to read the memory and then took out a piece of paper, drew the map of the locations of the previously destroyed dens, and circled them in the position of the phantom array, saying: "This area has the only way to the outside world. Pedestrians mostly pass by since then, unwilling to detour. The position of this formation is very particular. It is deliberately set up. In addition to maintaining the operation of the formation and giving a little sweetness to the den’s boss, the pedestrian opportunity and cultivation base captured by the formation are deliberately set. Most of them were teleported to the people in the formation."
"Friend Feng Dao means that Xie Xiu has turned the formation into a large furnace that provides power to someone?" Bo Xiu couldn't help asking.
Yin Yan glanced at him, nodded, and replied: "The same can be said, and according to my guess, there should be many similar formations. The specific number corresponds to the proportion of the number of dens, and the existence time is not short."
As soon as this conclusion came out, the atmosphere became darker.
I don’t know exactly how many dens there are, the mysterious cult organizations, the unknown and where the cultivating evil formations are set up, and then contact Wang Dayi’s ups and downs in the country and various connections with foreign countries. These pieces are put together, and the taste of conspiracy is ready to come out.
The evil cultivators abroad do have to make big moves, and they also have plans for the country.
"This organization must be pulled out, and all these phantom formations must be broken!" Feng Lao said with a solemn expression, looking at Bo Xiu: "Contacting local monks abroad, there are too many evil cultivating dens, and the search is only for us. I definitely don’t have enough manpower and I need their help."
Bo Xiu hesitated: "But those people have never dealt with us. This time we came to investigate without saying hello. It has already made them very unhappy. Now that they suddenly propose to cooperate, I'm afraid they will stumble us."
"At this juncture, if they don't know the severity and want to calculate these things with us, then they are not worthy of being a monk! Contact them and say that Feng Yuan asked to directly communicate with Kuigui. If you don't communicate, you will wait for death! "
Seeing that he got angry, Bo Xiu hurriedly reassures him and agrees to the incident.
Seeing that they were discussing ways to deal with the evil cultivator, Yu Zhen wanted to step forward to show that he could help. Yu Guang swept over to Yin Yan, who was beside him, silently retracted his hand, looked at him, and said, "Master. "
Yin Yan looked at him and said, "The wedding is in March next year, and you only have ten days of vacation. Now two days have passed, and'Yin Yan' is still waiting for you to meet."
wedding
He has been quietly Shi Qingyuan heard the words and looked sideways, his gaze fell on Yu Zhen's face, and seeing his face showing regret and anxiety, he stepped forward and said: "Yu Zhen, finding dens and phantom formations will take a long time. Time and the wedding are important. When you are done temporarily, you are always welcome to help. You can rest assured that everyone will be more careful this time and there will be no such large-scale accidents."
"Yes, yeah, Brother Yu, you are already very tired from saving everyone this time. Go back and take a good rest. You stay with us and Yin Yan will be worried too." Feng Lin followed, although Yu Zhen was very tired. It's great. It's good for them to stay, but Xie Xiu is so abominable that Yu Zhen is about to get married, and it's really not suitable for Xie Xiu to affect his mood anymore.
Hearing their conversation, Mr. Feng eased his expression. After thanking him again, he persuaded Zhen to go back and rest for a while, saying that if the overseas affairs progressed, he would immediately send a message to inform him.
Yu Zhen was a hot brain for a while, knowing that it would be inappropriate to keep Yin Yan with a disguised identity by Feng Lao and the others. Hearing everyone say that, he went down their ladder wittily and expressed that he was waiting for the preparations for the domestic wedding. When you're done, come and help.
It was too early to finish the chat. The wounded Miao Zhengguo was still waiting to enter a regular hospital for treatment. So the group exchanged messages to confirm their next whereabouts and dispersed on the spot. Some people stayed to deal with the aftermath and give Miao Zhengguo’s injury and Zhou Qing’s disappearance provided a reasonable explanation. Some people accompanied Miao Zhengguo to contact the monk-related hospital, while the rest went to find a place for everyone to rest and wait for the next order.
Yin Yan took the opportunity to take Yu Zhen to say goodbye, without avoiding them, and directly took Yu Zhen onto the flying magic weapon, and then took off in the shock of everyone.
Feng Lin was so startled that his chin was about to fall, and he looked at the sky stupidly, and pinched himself several times.
Flying magic weapon, he has never seen such a thing when he grows up!
Feng Lao was also very surprised, and after the surprise, he was excited.
"First, shrinking the ground, then flying in the air, high-level spells appear frequently, is this a reminder from the heavens that the world of comprehension that has been in decline for many years is about to usher in new development?"
Bo Xiu was amused by his remarks, and he was happy and excited, and said, "I hope so, when the evil cultivation is eliminated this time, I must brazenly seek advice from Feng Dao friends."
"I want me too!" Feng Lin immediately got excited.
Seeing this, Feng Lao couldn't help but reprimanded, causing everyone to laugh in good faith. After a laugh, the heavy atmosphere created by the phantom array and evil cultivation unknowingly dissipated, and everyone's expressions became much more relaxed.
Among the flying instruments, Yu Zhen slumped on the sofa, still a little worried.
"Yin Yan, there are so many people in Xie Xiu, let's just leave, what should Feng Feng and the others do if they are in danger again? That phantom array is too vicious and must be as soon as possible..."
Yin Yan walked up to him, looked at him condescendingly, unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, and asked, "As soon as possible?"
Ok? Why does this tone seem a bit bad.
Yu Zhen looked at the collarbone that was exposed after he unbuttoned his clothes, looked carefully for a few seconds without interest, then moved his gaze back to his face, quietly sat down, and said, "Find out as soon as possible... I know. Haste is not good! Feng Lao and the others are not children, we can not always protect them, I am... Huh?"
Yin Yan suddenly bent over and approached him, holding the sofa with his hands and trapping him in his arms, and said: "The magical array really needs to be broken, but it is not us who will help Feng Lao because it is too slow, but we will do it ourselves. Ten There are eight days left in the holiday, enough for you to have a good experience."
Do it yourself? How does it sound like he wants him to find out all the illusions and destroy them in eight days
Yu Zhen remembered this day trip to the illusion, his scalp began to numb, and he slowly moved to the side to try to escape, and said, "But we don't have a specific location for the phantom array. I am afraid that eight days will not be enough..."
"No, it doesn't even take eight days, five days is enough." Yin Yan pressed his shoulder and rubbed his neck ambiguously with his thumb.
Yu Zhen shook her body and asked without a sense of crisis: "Five days? Isn't it eight days? How come it has become five days?"
"Because..." Yin Yan moved down, kissed the tip of his nose, and suddenly asked, "How many times did you poke me with the peach wood sword?"
The familiar breath and spiritual energy wrapped around, Yu Zhen's heartbeat speeded up without any ambition, and vaguely guessed what he was going to do. After being separated for a while, he actually had some thoughts in his heart. He sneaked up and hugged his waist, and his throat was slightly dry. Said: "Three times... No, it should be four times..."
"Do you know the consequences of disrespecting the teacher?" Yin Yan lowered his body along the strength of his hug, and hooked his fingers to his collar.
Laughter flirt, you know flirt! Don’t know that time is precious! Only three days!
Yu Zhen was too seduced to bear, so he raised his head and blocked his lips, and continued to "disrespect the teacher" with actions to show his attitude.
Yin Yan's eyes deepened, and he took advantage of the situation to encircle his body, and the spiritual energy in his hand shook, directly shattering his clothes.
The costumes in the illusion are all phantoms, and Yu Zhen always wears the same clothes, and it is this suit that was hugged by Shi Qingyuan, who was in confusion in his mind on the battlefield.
Yin Yan stretched out his arm to embrace Yu Zhen's exposed body, glanced at the fragments of clothes on the ground, and his breath finally eased.
The obtrusive things have disappeared, and the disciples can be "teached" well.