Taoist fast crossing

But little things.

It is not appropriate to block outside sounds in a potentially dangerous forbidden area.

Soon Si Qingyan calmed down.

Maybe the two people outside are only trying to stimulate for a while, and they will leave after a while.

Si Qingyan took out the piano and brushed off the dust carefully.

This piano is also a good weapon. If there were no people outside, Si Qingyan would be willing to try the tone.

Si Qingyan hugged the piano, immersed in her own affairs, gradually forgetting the surrounding environment, and sat quietly all night.

The sound outside did not startle the slightest ripple.

Ye Fufeng, who fell asleep due to fatigue and serious injuries, seemed to hear the voices of Junior Sister Lingyue and Senior Brother Xiao Yan in a trance.

They seem to be...doing that kind of thing...

It must be the influence of the desire poison.

Otherwise, how could he have such a strange dream!

Although he didn't spend much time with Junior Sister Lingyue, Ye Fufeng had a good impression of the little girl with whom he had a marriage contract.

A Taoist companion should be like Junior Sister Lingyue.

Delicate and gentle, with a good temperament and a sweet smile.

However, the voice was getting closer and clearer.

Ye Fufeng opened his eyes, and saw Si Qingyan holding the piano in front of him, it seemed like a lifetime away.

The voices of Junior Sister Lingyue and Senior Brother Xiao Yan did not disappear.

Si Qingyan quietly transmitted voice to Ye Fufeng, "Shut up."

Ye Fufeng suppressed the desire to ask questions, and carefully distinguished.

"Uncle, I really can't do it anymore, I have no strength..."

The girl was weeping tenderly, and just by listening to the sound, she could imagine the charming picture of a begonia covered with dew.

The veins on the back of Ye Fufeng's hands were exposed, and he was about to rush out.

How can a senior brother belittle a woman! ! !

And she's still Junior Sister Lingyue!

That's my fiancée! ! !

Si Qingyan grabbed Ye Fufeng, what does this little brother want to do?

The wild mandarin ducks are full of affection, what do they want to do by suddenly jumping out?

Ye Fufeng turned his head and glanced at Si Qingyan, thinking that this was really not good.

Fellow Daoist Si shouldn't be involved in their sect's affairs.

Bear with it for a while, and it will pass.

But!But! ! !

That is his future companion.

And Senior Brother Xiao Yan... Although he knows that he is romantic by nature, why is he like this! ! !

Ye Fufeng was still unwilling to believe it, and kept thinking, could it be the other two people with similar voices, or some kind of illusion?

"You little goblin, you are used to lying to my uncle. You say no, but your body is very honest!"

The man gave an evil laugh and lifted the girl's chin.

The tails of her eyes are as red as peach blossoms, her tearful eyes are full of tears, and her lips are bright red, alluring.

Lingyue was very sad, tears moistened her slender eyelashes, and whispered:

"Uncle, uncle, don't bully me..."

"Really or not?" Xiao Yan smiled fondly, knowing her very well, especially the point of duplicity.

Ye Fufeng clenched his fists and sat on the ground sluggishly, like a useless animal.

Could it be that Junior Sister Lingyue was also poisoned?

"Really don't..."

Although Lingyue said the words of refusal, the meaning of coquettishness was so strong that no one would believe that she was being coerced.

"Call me husband, don't call me uncle at this time." When Xiao Yan thought that the person in his arms was Ye Fufeng's fiancée, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Uncle... woo woo... We still have to go find Senior Brother Fufeng..."

"How dare you call other men's names at this time? How dare you be distracted!"

The battle below is very intense.

Ye Fufeng clenched his fists so tightly that his nails pierced his palms before he managed to calm down.

Even if he goes out at this time, it will not help the matter, it will only embarrass each other, it is better to go back to the sect first, and then take it slowly.If Junior Sister Lingyue and Senior Brother Xiao Yan really have feelings for each other, it would be fine to help them.

Si Qingyan's face turned weird, and she glanced at Ye Fufeng.

Could it be that Fufeng is you?

As expected of the surname Ye, my little brother is a bit green...

It was almost dawn by this time.

Lingyue was very shy and didn't want to continue, so Xiao Yan had no choice but to coax her,

"Little Lingyue, you've been tired all night too, it's time to take a good rest."

"I think the tree is not bad, how about we dig a hole in the tree, rest for a while, and then go to see Junior Brother Ye?"

"Master, you are so kind." Seeing that she could finally rest, Lingyue breathed a sigh of relief, and did not hesitate to say good words.

"Who is better if the uncle is not good?"

Xiao Yan patted Lingyue's butt, thinking to himself, this little girl is really easy to deceive.

When she was in the tree hole, could she still rest?

Si Qingyan and Ye Fufeng looked at each other.

The thoughts in my heart are very consistent——

Dig, just dig, not this tree they're hiding.

There were conversations outside.

"That one is nice."

"This one is better. There are green vines on it, and no one can find it when digging behind the tree."

Lingyue excitedly pointed to the tree where Si Qingyan was hiding.

"Little Lingyue is really smart." Xiao Yan kissed the girl in his arms, proudly, and a little pampered.

Si Qingyan and Ye Fufeng looked at each other again, at a loss.

Xiao Yan flew up and was about to lift the vines when suddenly——

From the vines came the sound of the piano.

Si Qingyan plucked the strings.

A monotonous voice came from the tree.

Xiao Yan and Lingyue were immediately stunned.

Lingyue's face turned pale.

If this matter gets out, her reputation will be completely ruined...

Seeing no movement outside, Si Qingyan plucked the strings again.

From a single tone to several tones.

The piano has been placed under the spring for too long, and the scale is a little messed up.

Si Qingyan simply adjusted the voice.

The intermittent piano sound came out from the tree and gradually became smoother.

Xiao Yan and Lingyue were in a panic at first, but were soothed by the calm tuning voice from the tree.

Xiao Yan protected Lingyue behind him, and said loudly:

"My lord, Xiao Yan, do you dare to ask if you can come out and see me?"

"No need, let's go."

Si Qingyan was not interested in looking at the wild mandarin ducks outside.

Xiao Yan wanted to test the cultivation of the people inside, if they were not high, he would directly kill the people inside.

"Fellow Daoist came out, and I will give you a small gift, and we will leave after seeing you off."

Xiao Yan shouted again.

Si Qingyan replied:

"I just pretended not to hear what happened last night."

Listening to the voice coming from the tree, Lingyue felt extremely complicated.The person in the tree has such a nice voice, he must be a very good person...but he ran into such an unbearable side of her.

"Get out! Toast, don't eat, eat fine wine!"

Xiao Yan heard that the voice inside was quite young, and felt that the people inside were afraid to come out and were hiding, so he took the initiative to attack, pinched his sword, and summoned a spell to hit the place covered by the green vines.

Ye Fufeng has always known that senior brother Xiao Yan has a bad temper, but Xiao Yan is not bad in nature, he is a good monk who eliminates the strong and helps the weak.

Today, however, he began to question Xiao Yan's behavior...

Is it really okay?Such brutality.

Si Qingyan slid his fingers across the strings, and a sound blade met the spell, and the two canceled each other out.

"It's just taking advantage of the weapon."

"A villain who hides his head and shows his tail."

Xiao Yan drew out his natal spirit sword angrily, but was hugged by Lingyue.

"Uncle, don't do this, let's go."

"I'm sorry fellow daoist, my uncle has a bad temper and offended you, I apologize to you on his behalf."

"There was a reason for what happened last night, but it wasn't what you thought..."

Lingyue's tone was very sincere, almost crying.No matter who is inside, as long as it's not Ye Fufeng, it doesn't matter.No matter what others say, Ye Fufeng doesn't care how bad her reputation is.

Xiao Yan was originally a donkey, so he couldn't go against his will.Lingyue's stop made him even more enraged.

No matter who is inside, he must kill the people hiding in the tree today!Otherwise, when the news gets out, everyone will say that Fairy Lingyue from Taiyi Palace has misbehavior and flirtatious.

Sensing the hostility of the people outside, Si Qingyan let go of Ye Fufeng's hand and planned to go out.

Seeing that Ye Fufeng was depressed, Si Qingyan said via voice transmission:

"You'd better not confront them."

Otherwise, with Xiao Yan's temperament, it would be very difficult for Ye Fufeng to get benefits.

Xiao Yan drew his sword out of its sheath, ignoring Lingyue's obstruction, and cut towards the big tree like a stream of light.

Si Qingyan plucked the strings at will, and the invisible sound blade collided with the sword light, and the two disappeared into the invisible again.

"Don't expose the identity of the monster race." Seeing Si Qingyan make a move, Ye Fufeng immediately sent a voice transmission to Si Qingyan.

Si Qingyan nodded, and walked out of the tree in one step.

Lingyue looked up at the people in mid-air, and immediately froze.

She has seen many good-looking men, but this is the first time she has seen such an amazing man.

How to describe his beauty...

Any vocabulary is clumsy.

His cyan Taoist robe was loose and flowing, and the cuffs fluttered in the wind, as unrestrained as clouds.In a trance, Lingyue only felt that he was going to ride the wind and leave, and also felt that he was an immortal from the upper realm, who was coming on the moon.

"I have no intention of being your enemy."

Si Qingyan looked at the two disheveled clothes outside with a calm expression.

"It's just the early stage of Golden Core Stage." Xiao Yan snorted coldly.

Sword cultivators can fight at higher levels. Xiao Yan is now in the middle of the Golden Core Stage, and he is confident in beheading a person in the early Golden Core Stage.

"Uncle, uncle, don't do this!"

Lingyue stomped her feet, a little anxious.

She didn't want her uncle to fight with the man who suddenly appeared in front of her.I just ran into it in the wild by chance, why would I hurt someone, why is my uncle so unreasonable!

"You've only met once, and you've become obsessed with it?"

Xiao Yan looked at Lingyue, his expression also turned cold.

He could feel Lingyue's pulse thoroughly, and he looked so delicate that anyone wanted to tease her.

Especially good-looking ones.

"I'm not, I'm not!"

"How could you say that to me?"

Lingyue burst into tears immediately after being told by Xiao Yan.

Si Qingyan hugged the piano and said,

"If there is nothing else, I will go first."

Also bring Ye Fufeng.

"No, if you kiss her today, I will let you go."

Xiao Yan pushed Lingyue forward.As long as the photo of that scene is taken, even if this person wants to spread the matter, he will not be able to tell clearly.

Lingyue's tears fell even more fiercely, and her peach blossom pupils were foggy, looking at Si Qingyan.

She was pitiful and apologetic.

Si Qingyan's expression turned cold.

What happened to these two people?Want to get beaten?

"Go play by yourself."

With a wave of Si Qingyan's hand, Ye Fufeng was brought out from the tree hole, and he was about to leave.

"stop!"

It was the first time Xiao Yan met a monk who didn't take himself seriously.

And this person is so good-looking.

Xiao Yan felt an unprecedented threat.

Si Qingyan ignored it, grabbed Ye Fufeng and was about to leave.

"Let you stop!"

Xiao Yan swung his sword, this time for real.

When Si Qingyan turned her head, a wave of heat came towards her.

He immediately took off the jade hairpin in his hair, and his long hair scattered behind him, flying wantonly, a clear sword light like the ancient moon, crossed in front of Xiao Yan.

A full house of flowers drunk three thousand guests, a sword of frost and cold fourteen states.

The ground suddenly cracked a crack tens of feet deep.

Both Xiao Yan and Lingyue were pale.

Such a strong sword intent...

"Go further, die."

Si Qingyan spoke indifferently, not wanting to get too entangled with them.

Holding the sword talisman, Xiao Yan hesitated.

In the sword talisman, there is a sword intent of a sword cultivator at the Yuanying stage, and I don't know if it can kill the person in front of him.

Most of the monks in the Jindan stage of the Taiyi Sect have such a sword talisman that can save their lives in critical situations.

"enough."

Seeing that Xiao Yan was about to pinch the sword talisman, Ye Fufeng finally stopped him.

Xiao Yan and Lingyue were shocked suddenly, and they all turned pale with shock.

They just casually glanced at the person behind Si Qingyan, seeing him in pitch black, they didn't take a closer look.

This voice...is Ye Fufeng!Why is he here?And it's dark...

"Senior brother Xiao Yan, nephew Lingyue, we have never met today."

Ye Fufeng's voice was extremely indifferent.

When he first entered the mountain gate, he was two years older than Lingyue, and they called each other senior brother and sister.

Later, Ye Fufeng was accepted as a disciple by Zhenjun Yuanying, and became Lingyue's uncle in seniority.

Ye Fufeng, Xiao Yan, and Lingyue's master, Xiao Qi, are all at the Golden Core stage, and they call each other senior brothers, but Ye Fufeng made Lingyue still call him senior brother because of some inexplicable emotions in his heart.

Now, that soft dream-like affection suddenly endured an irreparable impact, turned into glass shards, and plunged into Ye Fufeng's heart.

Xiao Yan didn't know that Ye Fufeng had become a pauper, and thought that Ye Fufeng still had a sword amulet on his body, and he didn't want to tear his face, so he didn't respond.

It can be regarded as acquiescing to what Ye Fufeng said.

"Senior Brother Ye, Senior Brother Ye..."

"Last night, I found your aura. I went to look for you under a cold pool, but I didn't find it. I was poisoned by the cold poison. It was my uncle who helped me..."

Lingyue cried miserably, Xiao Yan's face was very ugly.

Obviously she was the one who insisted on going down, but she crawled out and said it was cold, and begged him first, why did she leave it so neatly now?

"Fellow Daoist Si, let's go." Ye Fufeng stopped looking at Xiao Yan and Lingyue, and left with Si Qingyan.

"Senior Brother Ye! Senior Brother Ye! Wuwuwu, don't leave me behind!"

Lingyue's sad call can still be heard far away.

Si Qingyan didn't fly for long when Ye Fufeng signaled him to stop.

In a dense forest, Ye Fufeng vomited while supporting a tree.

Thinking of Lingyue and Xiao Yan, he felt a little nauseated, and then continued to vomit.Ye Fufeng devoted himself to cultivating and rarely came into contact with the dark side. He was plotted against by the Saintess of the Palace of Bliss earlier, and he could bear it.It was the first time I saw the closest person in the division look like this, and I couldn't help but lose my mind.

Even if Lingyue had difficulties, he couldn't accept it.

The way the two hugged each other made him feel stuck in his throat.

He hated desire so much he hated himself.

If he hadn't come to the forbidden area, he wouldn't have been deceived by the demon girl, and such a thing wouldn't have happened.

After Ye Fufeng vomited enough, Si Qingyan used magic to wash Ye Fufeng several times, and then dried it.

After washing off the black matter, Ye Fufeng finally returned to his original outstanding appearance.

It's just a little wavy when the hair is loose.

It's like having a plasma perm.

Ye Fufeng's eyes were red, and he didn't cry, but it could be seen that he was very sad now.

The fledgling kendo genius was severely beaten by life when he went out to practice for the first time.It was obviously a very miserable scene, but when Si Qingyan saw the big waves on Ye Fufeng's head, she wanted to laugh very much.It turns out that if you comb a Taoist priest's head and get struck by lightning, your hair will become like this.