You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

Although Li Dapeng was injured.

But after hearing Li Bingyan tell him about the contents of Xiao Yun's storage bag, he immediately became energetic.

He used elixirs to suppress his injuries, and he and Li Bingyan stopped Xiao Yun.

Li Dapeng looked at Xiao Yun and Wen Qing with a sneer and said, "That storage bag belongs to our Blackwater Palace. Leave the storage bag and I can guarantee that you two will leave safely."

"If you don't know what to do, huh."

Li Dapeng snorted coldly and continued: "Then stay here with your master."

Before Xiao Yun could speak, Yan Qinghui and Xie Jingfeng were already standing in front of him.

Xie Jingfeng whispered: "Junior sister, take Xiao Yun and Wen Qing away, and I will help you stop them."

At this time, Yan Qinghui actually changed her previous attitude of staying alone and fighting these people.

Instead, he whispered: "Brother, let's go together. I'll see who can stop us."

Xie Jingfeng suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, ten years is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. I will write down this account for today. One day, I will help junior sister to vent this bad breath on you."

Yan Qinghui nodded, now the most important thing is to restore the dragon blood that Xiao Yun brought out from the real dragon illusion to the Spirit Sword Sect.

"Senior brother, I'll protect Qing'er, you protect Xiao Yun, let's go!" Yan Qinghui said, taking Wen Qing's hand and going to kill him.

But he found Xie Jingfeng looking at him with wide eyes and shock.

Yan Qinghui's heart skipped a beat.

What's wrong? Could it be that Senior Brother Xie also dislikes his face?

Having been tortured by this ugly face for many years, Yan Qinghui has become extremely sensitive inside.

As long as the other person's eyes are slightly unkind, Yan Qinghui will always feel that the other person is laughing at her.

Yan Qinghui took half a step back in a daze and subconsciously touched her face.

At the touch, Yan Qinghui was stunned.

The delicate and smooth feel almost made her think she was delusional.

Wen Qing's previous words appeared in her mind.

"This is Qinglong's blood, it can help Master heal the injuries on his face..."

My face...has it recovered?

Yan Qinghui turned her head and looked at the people around her with some suspicion.

Without exception, everyone's eyes were staring at him.

There is surprise, confusion, obsession, and desire in their eyes...

Wen Qing couldn't hide the excitement on her face, and couldn't help but lost her voice: "Master, you...you have recovered..."

Wen Qing originally wanted to praise Yan Qinghui's beauty.

But I suddenly thought that if I praised Master for being beautiful now, wouldn't I be implying that Master was ugly before?

In order to prevent Yan Qinghui from thinking too much, Wen Qing quickly changed her tune.

"Recovered?" Yan Qinghui touched her cheek in disbelief.

She waved her hand gently, and a water mirror composed of water spiritual power appeared in front of her.

When she saw clearly the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the water mirror, Yan Qinghui couldn't help but get wet at the corners of her eyes.

But in just a few breaths, Yan Qinghui suddenly showed an angry look on her face and smashed the water mirror in front of her with a palm.

Then he tugged at his large sleeve robe, tore off a piece of fabric and covered his face.

Her originally stunning appearance was quickly obscured.

Wen Qing was a little confused and said: "Master, you have recovered and you no longer need to be here..."

Wen Qing did not say any more. She was worried that Yan Qinghui would be unhappy if she said too much.

Yan Qinghui's eyes were cold and her voice was even colder.

"Qing'er, you don't understand why I want to cover this face, do you?"

"Master, I'm telling you, I hate this face, I hate this face!"

"This face has harmed me for the rest of my life. Without this face... nothing would have happened..."

Speaking of the latter part, Yan Qinghui's words seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

Wen Qing didn't know why, but she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Seeing that Yan Qinghui seemed really angry, she could only stand aside honestly.

Xiao Yun blinked a few times and sighed with regret.

Although he didn't know why Yan Qinghui covered her face again.

But that look just now was enough to make Xiao Yun unforgettable for the rest of his life.

Although Xiao Yun had seen Yan Qinghui's true appearance in "The Record of the Goddess of China".

But painting is painting after all. After seeing Yan Qinghui's appearance with one's own eyes, the shock it brings to people cannot be compared with calligraphy and painting.

Yan Qinghui didn't wear any jewelry, and she didn't put any makeup on her face.

But for her, any jewelry and makeup are superfluous.

Her beauty is indescribable.

Even the fairies in the sky are not as gentle as her.

No matter who takes one look at her, they will be captivated by her beauty.

This is the second most recognized beauty in Eastern China, Fairy Shuiyun.

Xiao Yun couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Master really lived up to the comment of peerless elegance.

Yan Qinghui ranked second has already made people fascinated. I wonder how beautiful the beauty ranked first is?

When Xiao Yun was appreciating the "Record of Goddess of China", he didn't think the first one was more beautiful than Yan Qinghui.

The appearance of the two is almost [-]/[-], and Xiao Yun even feels that Yan Qinghui's appearance is more in line with his aesthetics.

But since everyone ranked that woman first, she must have something unique about her.

Xiao Yun still remembered the beauty's comments.

Gorgeous over the crowd.

Xiao Yun was so stunned by Yan Qinghui's appearance that he lost his composure.

The people watching around were even more exaggerated than Xiao Yun's performance.

During the war between good and evil, Yan Qinghui became famous as soon as she came out of the mountain.

These old men were all handsome young men back then. Everyone loves beauty. How could they not fall in love with Yan Qinghui.

It can be said that Yan Qinghui is the dream lover of countless people.

Of course, they only deserve to think about it in their dreams.

In reality, they didn't even have the courage to talk to Yan Qinghui.

Now that they have the opportunity to see the beauty again, these people will inevitably recall the youthful days of their youth.

Pan Zhen, the elder of the Holy Fire Sect who was hiding among the crowd, couldn't help but reach out to wipe away the tears from his eyes.

He let out a long sigh and said: "The sect leader really shouldn't have... ugh..."

Pan Zhen did not continue speaking, and all his words turned into a heavy sigh.

The onlookers were so shocked by Yan Qinghui's appearance that they could not say a word.

It wasn't until Yan Qinghui covered her face that they recovered from the shock.

"Is this the legendary Shuiyun Fairy? She really deserves her reputation!"

"Her beauty is still the same as before. Even after so many years, seeing her face again makes people's hearts flutter."

"I believe that I have seen countless stunning beauties in the world, but compared with Fairy Shuiyun, those so-called fairies are just vulgar and vulgar."

......

Sounds of admiration kept coming from the crowd.

After Di Yuanchang, the elder of the Holy Fire Sect, recovered from the shock, he heard the comments from the people around him and revealed a vicious look in his eyes.

He quickly said: "Everyone, we can't wait any longer. Get rid of these two immediately."

Mu Yuanchuan, the elder of Blackwater Palace, smiled slightly and said: "Elder Di, don't worry, our support from Blackwater Palace is here."

Sure enough, after Mu Yuanchuan said these words, a dozen black figures in the distance moved towards this side at extremely fast speeds.