The whole world of comprehension is obsessed with me

Ye Wuyou panicked instantly.

It was the sword Ye Wudao bestowed on him, and it never left him.

Ye Wuyou ran out of bed barefoot, stepped on the icy ground, a chill rose from under her feet, and shivered.

It seems to be very cold tonight.

Stopping at the door, Ye Wuyou finally noticed something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. Looking around, in the dark night, everything seemed to be in sight.

Between the heaven and the earth, the wind leaves its sound, the geese leave their traces, and the leaves sway. Everything seems to be shrouded in his spiritual consciousness, and there is nothing to hide. Ye Wuyou instantly sprouted a feeling that everything in the world is under him. The emotions that are within his control and beyond his control, the insignificance of all living things, and the vastness of the universe made him feel palpitations.

Ye Wuyou looked at the vast starry sky at a loss, what was going on?

He suddenly remembered the spiritual power that Bai Yi had mentioned. Could it be the so-called once-in-a-century spiritual power?

So where did the mental power come from?Is it because of the book that day?But the mysterious and yellow way in the book of heaven and earth is a shortcut to becoming a fairy, how can you let yourself develop spiritual power?And what is the use of this mental power?

Ye Wuyou was very puzzled.

"Who!" Hearing the slight sound of footsteps not far away, Ye Wuyou scolded angrily: "Don't be sneaky, come out!"

Someone leaned out from behind the huge stone pillar of Lingyun Peak, with a golden crown and hair, tall and elegant, wearing a white dress that was spotless under the moonlight, and the white cloak behind him fluttered in the wind. The disciple of heaven.

The only regrettable thing was the mask that the man wore on his face, so he couldn't see the scenery on his face.

Seeing this person, Ye Wuyou's brain exploded, his eyes were almost red, he would recognize this person in front of him even if his bones were reduced to ashes, his name is Yan Hui!

If it is his regret to be killed by Bai Yi in front of the battle in the last stage of crossing the tribulation in his previous life, then Yan Hui is his obsession!

No one knows how much he hates Yan Hui!

Everyone he killed in his previous life was because of Yan Hui!

I used to believe in you so much, but you pushed me into the abyss step by step. You told me that those people were sinful, so I picked up the sword. You told me that this book can improve my cultivation, so I practiced, but In the end, I found out that all of this was planned by you alone!Slander me, slander me, and take the lead in chasing me down!

Yan Hui, did you ever feel uneasy about my downfall for a moment!

Yan Hui, you really deserve to die!

If it wasn't for the fact that Zhan Yuanjian was not by Ye Wuyou's side at this moment, he might have drawn his sword and stood up already, but it was precisely because of his absence that he became a little rational.

I am not yet full-fledged, and I am not his opponent at all, so I must not tear myself apart with him now!

Yan Hui, I want to see how you can still lie to me in this life!

Ye Wuyou tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart, pretended to be puzzled, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Yan Huihui's hands on both sides were visibly embarrassed, "I'm here to find the sword-wielding uncle."

"He's not in now."

"Since I'm not here, I'll come back next time. You...what's your name?" Yan Hui's voice sounded a bit cautious.

Ye Wuyou gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, lest she would show her weakness in front of Yan Hui.

"Worry-free night."

"You are Ye Wuyou? I heard that you were plotted against in the realm of the spirit void. Are your injuries healed? I still have some wound medicine here, which are all refined from heavenly materials and earthly treasures. You will definitely be able to use them." superior."

Yan Hui took out many white jade vases from his bosom, and it seemed that he came prepared.

Hearing these concerned words, Ye Wuyou laughed from the bottom of his heart, rolled up his sleeves, showing a section of his fair wrist, "Thank you, but the master has given me medicine, I'm almost healed already."

Yan Hui stared at Ye Wuyou's wrist, his eyes were too hot, Ye Wuyou frowned slightly, put down his cuffs, and said coldly: "Is there anything else?"

"No...it's okay, my name is Yan Hui, and I am practicing in Kunlun Mountain. If you don't understand anything in the future, you can come to Kunlun Mountain to find me."

The earnest words made Ye Wuyou a little suspicious, looking at the mask he had worn all his life, he suddenly felt a little curious, if...

Ye Wuyou smiled slightly, and walked towards him step by step, his tone eased a little, and said: "So it's senior brother, thank you for your kindness, recently there are many practitioners from heaven, fish and dragons are mixed, and I'm in the realm of spirit void How do I know that Senior Brother is really a disciple of the Heavenly Dao?"

"You do not trust me?"

"Brother misunderstood, it's just that the person who hurt me in the spirit void was also a masked person, so coincidentally, senior brother is also wearing a mask, I'm curious, why is senior brother wearing this mask, can't we meet honestly?"

Ye Wuyou was really curious. In his previous life, he had never seen Yan Hui take off the mask. Even if he was sleeping, no matter who wanted to take off the mask, he would wake him up immediately.

Thinking about it, Ye Wuyou slowly put his hand on Yan Hui's mask.

This mask is so beautiful, with silver light shining faintly under the moonlight, there may be an extremely handsome face under the mask.

Ye Wuyou used to be obsessed with Yan Hui's eyes for several times, as if he saw the bright stars, and he couldn't help but make people think that he was really a friend who could give his heart.

It's a pity, I don't know how dirty and ugly the inside is under this visible gorgeous appearance!

Almost easily, Ye Wuyou took off Yan Hui's mask, but the moment he saw the mask, Ye Wuyou frowned for no reason.

If a person does not want to show his true face, there are several reasons.

Either she is as beautiful as a fairy, and she is afraid of being coveted.

Either they are so ugly that they are afraid of being disgusted.

And Yan Hui belongs to the latter.

Scars are all over Yan Hui's face, one can imagine how cruel the person who cut his face with a knife is, from right to left, from left to right, the only pair of bright eyes are particularly noticeable.

Ye Wuyou frowned, and said, "I see."

Yan took back the mask that Guoye Wuyou threw to him and put it on hastily, but couldn't help but speculate in his heart.

Scared him?Will he hate me hate me?He shouldn't be allowed to take off his mask.

Yan Hui was anxious as if he had done something wrong, and explained: "This injury has been going on for many years, did it scare you?"

"Why didn't you heal the scar on your face?"

It's strange to think about it, Yan Hui's cultivation base is not low now, and there are so many panacea, why didn't he heal the wound on his face?

Yan Hui shook his head, as if he didn't want to talk about it, "It must be boring for you to recuperate in Lingyun Peak, I brought you some gadgets to relieve your boredom."

Boredom?

Ye Wuyou's heart moved slightly, and he guessed a little bit in his heart. As expected, Yan turned around, and hugged a white fox from behind the stone pillar of Lingyun Peak, with two red spots on the ears.

"fox?"

"Do you like it? This is not an ordinary fox, this is a spirit fox." Yan looked back at Ye Wuyou, his eyes almost glowing, and eagerly sent the spirit fox in his arms to Ye Wuyou.

The spirit fox in Yan Hui's hand was lazily drooping, as if asleep, the slender fur was very soft, and the soft fur fluttered with the wind. Ye Wuyou stroked the snow-white and smooth body of the little white fox, and the listless spirit fox seemed to be sensing Seeing something, the drooping ears suddenly stood up, the fluffy tail was raised high, and the clear and lively eyes stared straight at Ye Wuyou.

Seeing this scene, Yan Hui laughed out loud, "It seems to be destined for you, I have raised it for a long time and have never looked at me."

This fox was also given to him by Yan Hui in his previous life, but he confiscated it because he thought it was troublesome to keep it. How did he know the origin of this fox was so unusual.

Since he rejected it in the previous life, he must accept it in this life, after all, he is the spirit fox of the Nine Heavens.

Ye Wuyou took it from Yan Hui's hand and held it in her arms, small and soft, Ye Wuyou's heart felt soft for a while.

"You give it a name."

"Name?" Ye Wuyou looked at Yan Hui, those eyes shining like stars were so beautiful.So he said softly: "It's difficult to draw a human and a tiger, so why not call it a painting."

"it is good."

With sword energy coming through the air, Yan Hui took a few steps back, Ye Wuyou felt a little strange, but the next moment, Bai Yi was at Ye Wuyou's side, and handed the Zhan Yuan Sword to Ye Wuyou.

"Zhan Yuan!" Ye Wuyou hugged the white fox with one hand and hugged Zhan Yuan in his arms with the other, and asked with joy and alertness on his face: "Master, why is Zhan Yuan with you?"

Bai Yi never looked at him, but just stared at Yan Hui, and said coldly, "Go in."

Ye Wuyou's lips moved slightly, but she kept her mouth shut when she wanted to say something. Anyway, these two people are not what she wants to see now, so she turned around and entered the room.

When Ye Wuyou entered the room, Bai Yi knocked Yan Hui back with one palm and knelt down on one knee, Yan Hui resisted the blood gushing from his throat, raised his eyes and said respectfully: "Master, I didn't Other meanings, just want to see worry-free."

As soon as the words fell, Bai Yi slapped again, and Yan Hui was severely injured by the force of the palm, and was forced to fall backwards to the ground, almost unable to get up.

There was a bit of danger in Bai Yi's words, and he said, "I told you not to step into Ling Yunfeng, and I even warned you not to see him!"

"Uncle Master..."

"Get out! Otherwise, don't blame me for not caring about the brother's face." Bai Yi's gaze seemed to tear Yan Hui to pieces, and he shook his sleeves and left.

The wind in the quiet Lingyun Peak blew again and again, Yan Hui slowly got up, knelt on the ground, and slowly licked the back of his hand with the tip of his bright red tongue, which was the place Ye Wuyou touched, caressing the scar on his face. The mask was firmly locked in his arms, and he smiled foolishly.

"Worry-free, worry-free..."