Fast travel to hunt down blackened villains

Chapter 247
[System: Although I can't see his face anymore, I can still feel him shaking.Host, is what you said terrible? 】

[Hehe, he's guilty. 】Anyang twitched the corners of his mouth, and narrowed his eyes gently, 【My master is so kind to me, I can't let him down. 】

[System: Host, am I hallucinating? !I seem to hear a horrible laugh coming from somewhere? 】

[Anyang: You think too much. 】

Anyang did what she said, and in the next few days, it was as if her brain had opened up, her cultivation speed increased, and she worked harder than before.

Every time Yan Qingzhu came to Yunxiao Palace, seeing her like this, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Although I understand what you're doing, no matter how hard she practices, she won't be able to fight against Ji Yanshu." One day, Yan Qingzhu couldn't hold back, and mentioned Anyang again in front of Ye Zhanyun.

"It's good if you can protect yourself," Ye Zhanyun said lightly, carefully caressing the blade with his fingers, "Cultivation cannot be smooth sailing, since she has become my calamity, there is no way to have both."

"I just don't understand why your robbery is her," Yan Qingzhu shook his head helplessly.

Three years ago, Ye Zhanyun gave him a portrait, hoping that he would pay more attention when he went down the mountain.

At that time, he thought that the petite and cute child in the portrait was just an insignificant person.Unexpectedly, when the situation developed later, he realized that his thinking was simple.

"Old things," Ye Zhanyun swallowed dryly, suppressing the voice in his heart.

When he was young and frivolous, he had the belief in eliminating evil as a means of strengthening the righteous way.

But he would never have thought that after so many years, that woman whom he only met once had become his demon.

What he thought he had forgotten long ago was clearly entrenched in his mind again, and he realized it in a daze, as if he did something wrong back then...

Because of his silent sigh, the wind in the lotus pond swept through the ripples that swayed layer upon layer.

"what--"

Suddenly, a tragic cry came over, breaking the tranquility here.

Yan Qingzhu was so frightened that his heart trembled, and he jumped up reflexively.

"I'll go and have a look!" He swiftly rushed towards the direction where the scream came from.

Opening the door of the practice room, he was surprised to see An Yang collapsed inside.

The tense fingers were bent awkwardly one by one, and the struggling body was twisted and twisted because of the pain, as if trying to endure something.

Yan Qingzhu frowned, walked forward quickly, and hit several large acupuncture points on her body.

However, the pain did not decrease because of this, Anyang's screams became more and more tragic, and big cold sweat dripped from the corners of her forehead.

"It hurts, it hurts me..."

Raising her head with difficulty, her vision was blurred by the pain of piercing her heart, and she couldn't see who was coming, so she could only rely on her instinct to ask for help, "Master, Master save me..."

"Xinyue," Ye Zhanyun hurried over, seeing her appearance, his heart sank to the bottom.

"She, what's going on with her," Yan Qingzhu's tensed sword fingers could not help but tremble, he clearly adopted the fastest and most effective method of handling, but why did Anyang's reaction be so weird.

"You go out," Ye Zhanyun said coldly, and quickly hugged Anyang into his arms.

The finger slid down the waist, and when it touched the dantian, Ye Zhanyun's head rang, and his face was instantly pitiful.

(End of this chapter)