Ancestor, I was going through a tribulation, but I was accidentally exposed on the live broadcast!

As soon as Yunhe stepped into the formation, he immediately threw An Yan on the ground, and then sat down on the ground.

This is exhausting for him. He has never been as nervous and exciting as today in so many years!

Yunhe was panting and didn't notice that there was a person hiding not far away, staring at them closely.

Li Qingxuan held his breath and turned his cold eyes on Yun He.

He had never met this person, but it was obvious that this person's cultivation level was higher than his own, so he carefully controlled his heartbeat, fearing that he would notice it.

His eyes swept over Yun He's face, and he didn't dare to look at him more, afraid of meeting his gaze.

Immortal cultivators are very keen. Once their eyes meet, even if they have practiced the Breath Condensation Technique, they will be discovered by the other party.

Suddenly, his eyes were fixed on An Yan lying aside. Isn't this An Yan? ? ?

How could he be caught here by this person?

A trace of panic flashed in Li Qingxuan's eyes, but he quickly calmed down and began to observe the surrounding environment carefully.

After a while, Yunhe stood up again after resting. He came to An Yan and looked at her condescendingly, with a satisfied smile on his face.

An Yan's tears flowed uncontrollably. She had already recognized Yun He. This man was the one who fought with the ancestor that night! ! !

He must be catching himself to threaten the ancestor, that's for sure! !

Thinking of this, An Yan couldn't help but tremble all over. She thought that these monks' methods were extraordinary, and she might be wiped out in a blink of an eye.

Woohoo, she doesn’t want to die yet! Ancestor, help me!

Here An Yan was sobbing, and An Wu had already arrived in front of Yuan Kong.

"Ancestor, a wretched old thief kidnapped my aunt!"

As soon as he saw Anwu, Yuan Kong ran over immediately. He had just lost the person and was in a hurry!

Anwu narrowed his eyes slightly and felt the aura of the golden elixir period remaining in the air. His heart sank. How could this matter be related to the golden elixir power?

Logically speaking, monks who have cultivated to the golden elixir cherish their feathers very much, and take into account the ethics of heaven, and will not attack mortals easily.

Then it is very likely that the magic weapon or talisman made by the Jindan monk was used.

Sure enough, the next second, Yuan Kong described what happened.

"...Then he took my aunt away," Yuan Kong touched his head, and a figure suddenly flashed in his mind, and he shouted out, "I know who he is."

An Wu's eyes turned cold and he stared at Yuan Kong closely, waiting for his answer.

"That's the old man you beat away at the police station that night."

Remembering that he was carrying his ancestor on his back, Yuan Kong felt guilty!

It was too dark that day and the distance was relatively far. With his eyesight, he could only see roughly, so he always felt that it looked familiar but could not recall it.

"Yunhe?" Anwu immediately realized who Yuankong was talking about. If it was Yunhe, it would make sense.

After all, he had heard before that Yunhe was backed by the powerful golden elixir, so he dared to remain so arrogant.

However, in this vast sea of ​​people, it was unclear where he had taken An Yan for a while.

But thinking about it, he didn't hurt An Yan, otherwise he would have triggered the restriction he placed on An Yan.

After thinking about it, An Wu reached out and rolled up Yuan Kong and Xiaolong, "Let's go back first."

He had to go back and use the items left behind by An Yan to do some calculations in order to figure out the approximate location of her location.

On the other side, Yunhe had impatiently knocked out the crying An Yan, carried her on his back again, and walked towards his residence.

Because he was already in his own territory and surrounded by his master's formation, Yunhe was very relaxed and did not observe the surrounding situation at all.

This gave Li Qingxuan an opportunity to take advantage of. He followed Yun He quietly, not daring to follow too closely and could only watch his route from a distance.

In this way, we followed him all the way to where Yun He lived.

Yunhe didn't want to deal with such a little girl, so he found an empty room and rudely threw the sleeping An Yan in, then locked the door and left.

After confirming that he had left, Li Qingxuan hurriedly cast a small spell, quietly opened the door and entered the room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw An Yan lying quietly on the ground motionless. Li Qingxuan hurriedly took a few steps forward and held her in his arms, and then gently patted An Yan's cheek with his hand.

"An Yan? Wake up!"

Feeling the movement on her face, An Yan opened her eyes in panic, "Ah...uh!"

Just as a scream was about to rise into the sky, it was muffled by Li Qingxuan, who had been prepared for it.

He glanced at the door with lingering fear. Fortunately, he had just posted a quiet note on the door, otherwise he would have alerted the old man.

An Yan quickly came to her senses. She stared at the handsome face so close to her, tears rolling down involuntarily.

A pair of almond-shaped eyes suddenly became exceptionally clear with tears. Coupled with that pitiful expression, Li Qingxuan felt as if his heart had been hit hard with a hammer.

"Are you okay?" He coughed slightly uncomfortably, and then looked away from her.

An Yan shook her head and didn't dare to say anything again. Big tears flew out with her movements, and one drop happened to fall on the back of Li Qingxuan's hand. He quickly withdrew his hand as if it was dripped by oil.

"We'll find an opportunity to run out now. You have to follow me closely and try not to make any noise."

Li Qingxuan was afraid that she would scream again, so he hurriedly explained in advance.

An Yan nodded obediently. From the moment she saw Li Qingxuan, her beating heart slowly returned to its original place, and her whole body gradually calmed down.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Li Qingxuan breathed out gently, and then helped her up from the ground.

He walked slowly to the door and listened carefully to what was going on outside.

Maybe it was because he spent too much on Yuan Kong's spiritual talismans today. Yunhe's room was silent at this time, and he must be meditating and resting.

Seeing this scene, Li Qingxuan stretched out a hand and grabbed An Yan's wrist tightly, and then motioned An Yan to follow him with his eyes.

The generous palms grasped the slender wrists, giving An Yan a great sense of security.

She was now like a drowning person on the verge of death, pinning all her hopes of death on the driftwood of Li Qingxuan.

Their movements were very light, and even their breathing slowed down intentionally.

In this way, they followed the original path until they reached the intersection where Li Qingxuan met An Yan.

What's wrong? ? ?

Seeing that he was motionless in place, An Yan pulled his sleeve in confusion.