Splash Monkey, I will accompany you against the heavens!

Wucheng was swept back into the barrier, gasping for breath, Feng Yangye's haggard face was lingering in his mind, "Master..."

Rong Ning hugged Wu Cheng who looked dazed, "Master will be fine... Brother, don't be like this..."

"Master, nothing can happen...Ah Ning, let me find him...don't let him have an accident..." Wu Cheng raised his hand with difficulty to pull Rong Ning's hand away, but he didn't pull it a few times, his tone was weak He became anxious: "Ah Ning, don't stop me...I'm going to find Master..."

When Rong Ning was about to cry, a slender hand stretched out and held Wucheng's arm. He looked up and saw Feng Yangye, and tears fell instantly: "Master... my senior brother is going to die. ..."

"Your senior brother can't die, how old are you still crying? Master is back, isn't it?" Feng Yangye looked at his second apprentice crying and rubbed his head vigorously, holding Wu Cheng's wrist , The injury is not too serious, but the consumption of too much dantian spiritual power is exhausted and needs to be recuperated.

The surrounding disciples all surrounded him to block his sight. Feng Yangye raised his head and couldn't see Shui Wufeng's figure, nor could he feel the restrained breath of the other party. He frowned, and his heart quickly began to feel anxious. Uneasy, the sense of dependence seems to be heavier after experiencing a spiritual fusion...

"Master," a calming voice appeared behind him, and a big hand was gently placed on his back. Feng Yangye instantly calmed down and focused on Wu Cheng's injury.

Wu Cheng held Feng Yangye's hand tightly in half-consciousness, taking in all the ups and downs of his emotions, and the eyes of Shui Wufeng looking at his master beside him. With looming longing...

A strange guess suddenly appeared in his heart... The monk in the cave seems to be somewhat similar to Twelve.Wucheng frowned, feeling that his thoughts were absurd, he turned his eyes and saw the snow wolf lying on the ground through the gap... Maybe it was this spirit beast that saved him and Feng Yangye, Feng Yangye went to look for it again It's only twelve...

"Master... Where's that demon cultivator with a ghost face? Did he do anything to you?" Wu Cheng looked at Feng Yangye weakly and asked in a low voice.

Feng Yangye's face remained unchanged, and he responded in a gentle voice: "Cheng'er don't worry about this... rest well."

Wu Cheng observed Feng Yangye's expression carefully, and nodded: "... Got it."

Feng Yangye stroked the big apprentice's hair and heaved a sigh of relief... According to Wucheng's personality, he should not ask any more questions. The less people know about Twelve, the better.

The secret realm was opened by Liu Qianshan, and all the trapped sects were released.

Since there were quite a few people who disappeared and died in the secret realm, the disappearance of Ye Bai and Ming Yanxiu did not attract much attention, and no one suspected Yang Ye Shangxian.

Even so, Feng Yangye didn't stay long after he came out, took the Dragon Pattern Golden Elixir sent by Helian Changyu, and hurried to the coast of the East China Sea.

People have speculated about the opening of the mysterious space in the Temple of Heaven, but there is no result. However, the prizes of the concluded competition will still be distributed as usual.

Feng Yangye originally thought that Helian Changyu would replace the Dragon Mark Golden Elixir with something else because of the robbery of the secret realm, but the leader concealed the matter, endured the heartache and distributed the Dragon Mark Golden Elixir to the top three in the conference as usual.

You must know that the hundreds of Dragon Pattern Golden Pills in Helian Changyu Qiankun's bag are now in the hands of someone, the head of the No. [-] Immortal Sect in Sizhou is probably feeling aggrieved at the moment.

Hearing that the head disciple of his own sect had captured the head of the constituency meeting and came back, Feng Yuntai recruited several elders and summoned a kind of inner sect disciples to stand in line at the gate of the sect to welcome him.

In the end, not only did he not meet the leader, he didn't even meet the head of the sect. After some inquiring, he found out that Wu Cheng was injured and sent back to recuperate a day earlier. As for Feng Yangye...

The Shangxian had already been lying on the big bed in his room, covered with a quilt and hugging the demon head, sleeping all over the place, not paying attention to the mighty reception team at the gate of the sect at all.

After sleeping for three days, Feng Yuntai came to harass him several times, and each time he was stared away by the snow wolf at the door before entering the house.

This day, Liu Qianshan still turned into a snow wolf and crouched under the tree in the yard, quietly adjusting his breath. The whole yard was chilled by his breath, and there was a feeling that strangers should not enter from afar.

A breath of immortal cultivation approached, he slowly opened his eyes, and saw a young man in a light blue gown hurried into the yard, he looked very strange, he had never seen him before.

Xuelang let out a breath slowly and stood up, half-opening his eyes to look at the person who came in rashly, the young man's slender eyes saw him get up and paused, and then followed by two little immortals, all of whom were familiar with him. faces.

Rong Ninghe was panting, looked at the young man who had stopped, and curled his lips: "Seventh Junior Brother, why are you in a hurry? Master, he is fine... The one who was injured in the secret realm was Senior Senior Brother. Seeing how anxious you are, don't wait." Wait for me and my brother."

Wu Cheng was the last one to follow, looked at Xue Lang who got up and nodded: "This is my seventh junior brother, not a bad guy."

"Dan Mo, this is the spirit beast Twelve subdued from the secret realm. The master is probably meditating. You just came back from enlightenment at Xuandao Ridge. You should go back and rest first..." After Wu Cheng and Xue Lang explained, they introduced it to the young man again. , with a gentle expression and a good manner.

"I've heard people say that Master was injured when he participated in the slaughter..."

"Oh, that's all happened a long time ago, don't worry, it's been fine for a long time," Rong Ning looked at the junior who could no longer see through his cultivation, and looked up and down curiously, "Dan Mo, you have enlightened so much. For a long time, what cultivation level is it now?"

There was an indistinct smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, "The period of divine movement."

"Our Mo'er has already moved?" A clear and pleasant voice came from behind Snow Wolf, and Zhang Danmo's slightly melancholy face suddenly became bright, and his eyes were fixed on the man who pushed the door and walked out.

Feng Yangye was wearing a loose white shirt, his hair was not tied up with a jade crown like in the past, but was casually draped behind his back, his handsome face was smiling, and he had the suave temperament of a wild crane.

"Master..." The young man leaned slightly, and when he was about to walk over, a tall figure appeared behind Feng Yangye and walked out of the room. The two wore the same white shirts, one in front and one behind One is tall and the other is short, one has a gentle temperament, the other is sharp and deep, standing in an exceptional harmony.

Zhang Danmo stared blankly at Shui Wufeng for a while, Wucheng explained: "This is Twelve, the junior brother brought back by Master from the bottomless abyss... Twelve, this is your seventh senior brother, Zhang Danmo."

"It turns out to be junior..." Zhang Danmo seemed relieved, and nodded slightly towards Shui Wufeng. Liu Qianshan turned his head to look at this gloomy young man, and accidentally found that Xiaoxiu named Wucheng was looking at him. Their eyes met, the young man smiled softly, and Snow Wolf moved his face away indifferently.

The author has something to say: I don’t know if you can see it... Uncle has been naked recently (the old uncle’s bitter smile).