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Feng Lin saw Ying Yuan leaving immediately and followed him.

During the flight, Feng Lin asked anxiously: "When did she leave the Immortal Palace?"

"It's been three moments."

Three moments?

Feng Lin thought of the noise outside before that. Could it be that something had happened to his daughter at that time?

When Ying Yuan returned to the place he noticed something was wrong, he flew directly downwards.

This is a grassland with flowers. Among the flowers, there is a place where the flowers and grass have obviously collapsed.

He quickly approached and saw a lot of blood on the flowers.

He knelt down and reached out tremblingly to pinch a bloody petal.

Feng Lin also squatted down and said, "This is not Jiu'er's blood."

Feng Lin raised his fingers between his eyebrows, and a golden whirlpool coiled between his eyebrows like a whirlpool. Some petals and grass blades were seen rising from the missing flowers.

With a swish, the petals and grass leaves flew into Feng Lin's hands.

Feng Lin looked at the blood stains on it, and his voice trembled: "This...is Jiu'er's blood!"

Ying Yuan stood up suddenly and took the blood-stained petals: "Do you know where she is?!"

Feng Lin shook his head: "I don't know, unless she is within ten miles, there is no way to confirm where she is."

Feng Lin said angrily: "Blame me! There was movement before, but I didn't come!"

After saying that, he spread his wings and rose into the sky.

He wants to find his daughter as quickly as possible.

After Ying Yuan watched Feng Lin fly away, he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and vomited it out.

I'm so anxious...

Jiu, where are you?

At this moment, he wished he could give himself a sword. If he hadn't asked her to come to the Immortal Palace, such a thing would not have happened.

He told himself to calm down. Now was not the time to feel sad. He took several breaths, quickly adjusted himself, and flew back to the Immortal Emperor's Palace.

Ying Yuan sent all his men to search everywhere.

And Feng Lin also dispatched all the subordinates of Yujie to search for it.

Time flies like an arrow, and half a year has passed in a blink of an eye.

Everything seems like yesterday.

Feng Lin didn't find any news about Ye Jiu, and neither did Ying Yuan.

Of course Long Yao didn't know, because of his flash, no one, including the birds flying in the sky, could find Ye Jiu for half a year.

Ying Yuan has locked himself in his room for more than ten days.

Don't go to court or go out.

Qin Zhou didn't dare to say anything and kept waiting quietly outside.

Before that, the master had been out looking for Ye Jiu day and night.

He was like crazy, he was so anxious that he vomited blood and never stopped.

This was the first time Qin Zhou had seen him like this. His master had always been calm and composed, even after the death of the late emperor, he had never been like this.

After he came back a few days ago, he locked himself in alone. He was such a fastidious person and didn't care about his unkempt appearance. He used to shower every day, but now he hasn't showered for many days.

The room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

Ying Yuan sat on the ground beside the couch as if he was lifeless.

The black hair on his end was messy and scattered on the ground. The white clothes with gold patterns were stained and yellowed a lot. His finely carved facial features had also become a lot more weathered due to depression. The beard on his chin , because I forgot to use mystical energy to eliminate it, a small section grew again.

He held the flute given to him by Ye Jiu in one hand and a wine bottle in the other. He hummed a song that Ye Jiu once sang in a low voice. The song was full of endless sadness:

There is a lonely moon and no stars, and the wind fills the building. Where can I relieve my sorrow?

Rolling bead curtains, clear shadows, thin people, falling flowers looking back.

Walking on the wind, I will go with you in the night, and I will travel with you to the Kunlun Divine Site.

Sighing that today, this person is no longer here, but the moon is still the same.

No sleep, I taste wine by myself.

The moonlit night is quiet, and I am alone in my sorrow.

If you want to ride the wind and fly away, you will rest after getting drunk...

I love Ajiu, and I would like to have a white head with you.

When the lover is not here, love can linger.

Don't leave any lingering feelings and hatred in the air, one day I will cut off the Naihe Bridge...

As he sang, he laughed and cried: "Are you taking revenge on me for forgetting you?...I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, don't scare me, okay, come back." ....Jiu, I miss you so much...I can't hold on anymore..."

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Dragon King's Palace

Under the sea-blue curtains, a girl with a beautiful face was lying on the bed.

She didn't know that she had been lying there for half a year.

Her curved eyelashes moved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at everything unfamiliar around her, she sat up from the bed and wondered: "Huh? Where is this?"

At this time, the door was pushed open, and she looked along the sound. It was a middle-aged man. This man looked so familiar...

Oh, right!

Ye Jiu suddenly remembered that it was this person who saved him!

As soon as Long Yao opened the door, he saw Ye Jiu sitting up. He was a little surprised, then walked up quickly and asked, "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

Ye Jiu felt that her bones were about to freeze, but she still smiled and replied: "I feel better. It was you who saved me? Thank you!"

"You're welcome. The main thing is that there's something I need to figure out."

Ye Jiu asked doubtfully: "What's the matter?"

"Are you a peach blossom fairy from the lower world?"

Ye Jiu was confused for a moment, why would he ask this?

Is he one of my dads again?

But why is there no heat between the eyebrows? Probably not?

She replied: "I was indeed a peach blossom in the lower world, and then I was able to cultivate into a human form. What happened?"

"Then do you know where your mother tree is?"

"Above the top of Cangwu Mountain."

"Is this here?"

Long Yao waved his long sleeves, and something like a curtain suddenly appeared in front of him, and on it, a video was playing.

Ye Jiu walked to the front of the scene and saw a mountain range appearing in the picture. On the top of a mountain, there was a huge peach tree. When the picture was zoomed in, the main trunk of the big tree could be clearly seen.

Before entering Tianlan Sect, Ye Jiu had been there many times, and she was most familiar with that tree.

After all, she is also the mother tree of the original owner, isn't she?

"This is here, is there any problem?" Ye Jiu asked.

Long Yao said slowly: "I have been thinking about one thing recently. I have been clean and self-sufficient my whole life and have never been a prostitute. How could I give birth to a daughter outside?

"After much thought, I still can't figure out why you have my dragon bloodline and the body of a peach. Finally, I thought about it and thought that the most likely possibility is that I gave a peach three thousand years ago. The peach blossom drips with the blood of the soul.

"Then I found this tree based on my memory and saved this scene, so... I may be your father."

No, why is there no prompt on the forehead?

Ye Jiu couldn't believe it.

The Dragon King poured a drop of his blood into Ye Jiu's forehead. Soon, Ye Jiu went through a very familiar step.

Bloodline fusion.

After the blood entered her eyebrows, traveled through her body, and rolled around, a dragon's energy came out of her body, and the dragon's shadow circled upward until it reached the sky, and then returned to her body with a swish.

She instantly turned into a golden dragon.

In the bloodline inheritance of ancient gods, gold is the purest bloodline.

Ye Jiu was not used to the dragon's flight mode. He rolled a few times, crashed through the roof, and then returned to his human form.

Long Yao stepped forward worriedly: "Are you injured?"

Ye Jiu looked at the roof with a big hole in it with some embarrassment and scratched his forehead: "I'm sorry, the roof was broken."