Palace Lord, he just wants to be beautiful

Having not been seen by anyone for a long time, Tang Huan laughed dryly: "Excuse me."

He subconsciously hid the fox on his shoulder behind his back, and raised his hand to touch it, only to realize that Yan Fei had changed from a fox to a spirit of love at some point.

Ye Zhilan's eyes flicked past Yan Fei, and then walked towards Tang Huan: "There was a lot of commotion in Guixu Mountain. Since the Palace Master is nearby, do you know what happened?"

"I was passing by too, so I don't know."

Ye Zhilan kept approaching, Tang Huan couldn't help but took half a step back, the subtle action made Ye Zhilan's footsteps stagnate, and asked: "The Palace Master is guarding me?"

Tang Huan felt that his tone was not right, so he quickly shook his head.

"Then why did the palace lord retreat?"

Tang Huan signaled to the dozen or so Baixiao Pavilion disciples who arrived after him, "I believe in you, but I don't believe in Baixiao Pavilion."

After getting along with Yan Fei for a long time, Tang Huan has also learned the ability to talk nonsense when he sees people and speaks nonsense without knowing it. Sure enough, when he said this, Ye Zhilan's cold aura eased a little.

"Don't worry, Palace Master, these are all disciples of my Zigzag Department, and they only follow my orders."

"That's good."

Tang Huan pretended to be relieved, and when Ye Zhilan swept across his shoulder again, he quietly put the "Spirit of Love" into his sleeves.

The little ball of light seemed to be very happy, and there was a bright aura around it. The ball of light rubbed against Tang Huan's arm through his clothes, and Tang Huan slapped him unceremoniously.

"That's... the sword spirit?"

Ye Zhilan has never subdued the sword spirit, but as a disciple of Baixiao Pavilion, his intelligence far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Taking this opportunity, Tang Huan clarified the affiliation of the Spirit of Love for Yan Fei: "It is the Spirit of Love hiding in the secret realm of Baixiao Pavilion's aura, and I conquered it back then."

As soon as these words came out, many Baixiao Pavilion disciples behind Ye Zhilan were in an uproar, "It's you?! Then Yan Fei..."

Tang Huan looked at the row of white-masked people, raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't know about others, but the Spirit of Love has always been mine. It seems that Baixiao Pavilion's intelligence network has a lot of loopholes."

All the white masks looked at each other, they just misunderstood the ownership of the sword spirit, but for some reason, these disciples were extremely surprised.

Those in the Nascent Soul Realm have excellent facial features, and Tang Huan faintly heard someone asking in a low voice: "Isn't the monthly report of the Sword Spirit Chapter written by the Pavilion Master himself...how could it be?"

The owner of Baixiao Pavilion?

Tang Huan's eyes moved slightly. Fengyun Monthly just updated the affiliation of the spirit of anger, so the master of Baixiao Pavilion is nearby?

He couldn't help looking around.

The identity of the owner of the Baixiao Pavilion is mysterious, and his position in the original book is similar to that of Tang Huan. They are both people who live in rumors, and their name is only known as Wenmo.

But after traveling, Tang Huan learned that Baixiao Pavilion and Changhuan Palace were suspected of secretly communicating with each other, so he inevitably paid more attention to Wenmo, and even made a bold guess.

Wen Mo, could it be Xiao Changli's vest?

"Not long ago, the disciples of Diancang Mountain were trapped in the boundary by Yan Fei. During the process, there seemed to be the shadow of a spirit of love." Ye Zhilan's tone was normal, but there was something in his words.

The spirit of love once appeared with Yan Fei in the land realm, and now it appears next to Tang Huan, which means that Yan Fei has returned to the human world, which is most likely related to the change in Guixu Mountain.

Tang Huan didn't answer his words, turned around and was about to leave.

The Eighteenth Cave Mansion has long been a thing of the past. After these geniuses returned to the Three Realms, the two sides have no relationship anymore, Xie Xuan is an exception.

However, he headed towards Guixu Mountain, and Ye Zhilan and other disciples of Baixiao Pavilion followed behind him, euphemistically calling it along the way.

Ye Zhilan is not like Ji Yao, who is acting like a spoiled child when he sees sex, nor is he like Xie Xuan who keeps chasing after him, talks about his practice every day, reunites after a long absence, Ye Zhilan is like an old friend who has been away from Tang Huan for many years, On the way, I calmly chatted with him about the current situation of the Three Realms.

At first, Tang Huan was a little nervous because of this unexpected encounter, but with Ye Zhilan's indifferent attitude, he gradually relaxed his vigilance.

"Recently, not only Guixu Mountain has changed, but also the vicinity of the Sword Tomb has been in constant turmoil. Seven sword spirits have appeared in six realms. Many strong people who missed their chances have turned their attention to the Sword Tomb."

Tang Huan paused, and said unexpectedly, "They want to break into the Sword Tomb and take away the body of the Falling Heaven Sword in advance?"

Ye Zhilan nodded.

"Has anyone found a way to pass through the aura storm in the Sword Tomb?"

"Not yet, but if you keep trying with your life, you will always find a way to avoid the storm."

"...Who thought of this method?"

"The Burning Fire Demon Clan, Yan Fei has a sword spirit in his body, and founded the Falling Heaven Sect in the land, which turned the world upside down. The Burning Fire Demon Clan has been king in the land for many years, and they couldn't sit still after knowing about it."

The turmoil in Jianzhong was not made public, and it should have been known only inside Baixiao Pavilion, but Ye Zhilan told Tang Huan without any scruples.

"After investigating the situation of Guixu Mountain, I will go to the Sword Tomb to investigate. The Palace Master has subdued the Spirit of Love. Are you interested in the Falling Heaven Sword itself?"

Tang Huan was not interested, but someone must be interested. He poked Yan Fei in his sleeve to remind Yan Fei to listen carefully.

"The seven sword spirits fall into the four families, and they are in the hands of the palace master, Xie Xuan, Yan Fei and Yu Chuyang respectively. Xie Xuan who subdued the spirit of desire is undoubtedly the strongest, but the sword spirit prefers the son of destiny, and the final outcome is still unpredictable. Sword Tomb Maybe it’s part of the decision.”

In the middle of escaping the light, Tang Huan glanced at Ye Zhilan, his eyes changed slightly: "Are you implying that I will go to the Sword Tomb to get the Falling Heaven Sword?"

Ye Zhilan did not deny it: "The Three Realms are becoming more and more dangerous. The Palace Master has subdued the sword spirit. It is very difficult to get out of this vortex. Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it is better to seize the opportunity."

What Ye Zhilan said seemed to make sense, but Tang Huan didn't take it seriously and said, "It's okay, I have Xiao Changli."

Ye Zhilan's expression froze, and Yan Fei's body under the long sleeves also froze.

Ever since he knew that the second most powerful Spirit of Desire was scared by Xiao Changli and was forced to admit his master, Tang Huan had nothing to fear, not to mention that even without Xiao Changli, he would not be invincible with his current strength.

The two walked together all the way, all the way to the center of the Battle of Guixu Mountain, the place is now empty, only ruined walls, dead branches and scorched earth, and there is no trace of living people, Xie Xuan is no longer where he was.

Tang Huan searched the surrounding area with his spiritual sense, and the disciples of Baixiao Pavilion who followed them all the way came forward to report to Ye Zhilan that there were several surviving monks from Lingxu Temple not far ahead.

Ye Zhilan looked at Tang Huan who was looking for someone seriously, his clear eyes gradually deepened, and after a while, he didn't bother like other male pets, just said "Palace Master be careful", and led the disciples of Baixiao Pavilion to leave.

The person left simply, but Tang Huan was a little unable to react. He didn't come back until Ye Zhilan's figure disappeared completely, and murmured: "No wonder I used to like to find him the most."

Ye Zhilan really knows how to advance and retreat.

Yan Fei got out of her long sleeves, changed back into a human form, and hugged Tang Huan into her arms, saying sadly: "Palace master, don't think too much, he is not a gentleman, the reason why he didn't take action is because there is no chance of winning now. That's all."

Tang Huan raised his hand to push him, and immediately there was a groan of pain in his ears. He thought he had touched Yan Fei's wound, and his hand was stiff on his chest, neither advancing nor retreating.

Tang Huan said angrily, "Do you think everyone else is just as stalking as you?"

"..."

Yan Fei's ability to grasp the sense of proportion is not bad, and after tasting a little bit of sweetness, he let go of Tang Huan before he turned his face, and calmly said: "He is not as strong as Xie Xuan, not as stupid as Ji Yao, and not as good as I begging for the palace master." I like it, what are you fighting for?"

When there was no chance of winning, only a stupid monster like Ji Yao would rush forward and serve as a spearhead for others. He was as smart as Ye Zhilan who could see the situation clearly and knew when to advance and when to retreat.

Yan Fei laughed suddenly: "Of course, there is another reason, that is, Ye Zhilan doesn't care about the Palace Master that much."

Or it could be said that he deliberately showed that he didn't care that much, so Yan Fei naturally wouldn't say the second half of the sentence.

It seems that Jiang Hanjiao is the most calm and indifferent in Shibadong Mansion, but in fact Ye Zhilan is the one who can control himself the most. This can be seen from Tang Huan's attitude after he lost his memory.

You know, Tang Huan went to Lihua Cave most often before losing his memory, but after losing his memory, Tang Huan went to Lihua Cave very few times.

And even in the face of such a big contrast, Ye Zhilan's emotions never lost control, and when Xiao Changli left the valley, he was not as excited as others.

Rather than saying that he didn't care about Tang Huan, it's better to say that he knew from the very beginning that his chance of winning in the end was very slim, so he didn't have any expectations and chose to be a bystander.

But if Yan Fei was asked to choose the most feared person in the Eighteen Caves, he would only choose Ye Zhilan.

It would be fine if Ye Zhilan could keep calm and self-sufficient in this way, hiding in his own defensive shell, but once Ye Zhilan made a move, he must be [-]% sure.

The more rational people are, the more dangerous they are. They often become famous without making a sound. On the day when the mask of reason is removed, Ye Zhilan may be able to turn the situation upside down in one fell swoop.

"I want to kill him." Yan Fei looked gloomyly at the direction Ye Zhilan left, not even hiding his killing intent.

The corner of Tang Huan's mouth twitched, and he asked earnestly, "Is there anyone in Changhuan Palace that you don't want to kill?"

Yan Fei turned her head to look at him, the sinister aura in her body dissipated in an instant, and said with a low smile, "How could I kill you if the palace master said something stupid?"

...that is, I want to kill everyone except him.

Tang Huan thanked him symbolically for his grace of not killing, and returned to the main topic: "You heard what Ye Zhilan said, you go to the sword mound to fight for the body of the Falling Heaven Sword, and I will look for Xie Xuan again, if I can't find it, I will Go back to Changhuan Palace and live in seclusion."

Yan Fei was silent for a while, his eyes as deep as a dark pool fixed on Tang Huan, wondering if it was because the night was approaching that even the spring breeze that blew by was a bit cooler.

"You conclude that I will go to the Sword Tomb?"

Tang Huan asked blankly, "Then are you going?"

Tang Huan has already made up his mind, as long as Yan Fei shows a little bit of emotion, he promises to applaud and see him off, and he will not experience the feeling of being left behind again.

An invisible crisis hit her face, Yan Fei froze, and for the first time her mouth acted before her brain.

"I listen to the Palace Master."

"…Humph."

Tang Huan muttered "pretentious" in a low voice, and wandered around Guixu Mountain for another half an hour. After confirming that Xie Xuan was really not there, he asked Yan Fei thoughtfully: "Do you think he will also receive the news?" , went to Jianzhong to join in the fun?"

When Yan Fei heard this, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

Xie Xuan didn't even care about the Spirit of Desire, so the possibility of competing for the body of the Falling Heaven Sword could be imagined, and Tang Huan would certainly know about it.

To test his trap?

Yan Fei responded calmly: "He probably won't go."

Tang Huan glanced at him meaningfully, and said softly, "But I think so, I plan to go to Jianzhong to find him."

Now Yan Fei couldn't calm down anymore, and immediately frowned: "The palace wants to enter the Sword Tomb?"

"I don't have the ability to go in. I just went to the outside to look for it. If you want to go in, go in by yourself."

As for whether Tang Huan went to the sword mound to find Xie Xuan, or whether he wanted Yan Fei to take the body of the falling sword, both of them knew it well.

Yan Fei couldn't believe it at first, and stared at Tang Huan closely, not wanting to miss the slightest expression on his face, her voice was a little hoarse: "...Are you really planning to go to the Sword Tomb?"

"Yeah." Tang Huan lowered his head and summoned the spirit of fear to play with, and he didn't forget to add, "Look for Xie Xuan, anyway, it's not far from Guixu Mountain."

Yan Fei didn't speak any more, but stretched out her hand to hold his cheek tentatively, Tang Huan looked at him with a sullen face, but didn't avoid those hands.

Yan Fei swallowed silently, and then felt a little ridiculous. He has been wandering in the Three Realms for so many years, and he has never seen any scenes, but he is not even nervous at the moment of life and death.

He was so nervous that he was on tenterhooks: "The palace master is not angry with me anymore?"

"Angry." Tang Huan replied without hesitation, but quickly paused, and reluctantly said: "...angry is anger, and I don't want you to die."

For a long time, what Tang Huan complained about was that Yan Fei left him and went to the world, not Yan Fei went to the world to grab the sword spirit. Now that he has the opportunity to gather all the sword spirits, he also hopes that Yan Fei will succeed, get rid of the book and blew himself up to death. ending.

What's more, after knowing that Yan Fei compressed three years into three months and took a huge risk to explode his knowledge, in order to come back to him as soon as possible, Tang Huan was no longer particularly angry.

That might not be enough for others, but he knows how incredible it would be for the book's ruthless self-serving villain.

Thinking of this, Tang Huan's eyes became complicated again: "Is it necessary to explode the sea of ​​knowledge?"

"As long as the palace lord is not angry, it's fine to explode a few times." Yan Fei leaned closer without a sound.

Tang Huan counted his eyelashes, snorted and asked, "Why did you come to me?"

"We are Taoist couples, and the palace master sent three thousand lovebirds from Shuiyuezong to formally get married. I am thinking about returning to Hongyu, and we are flying together..."

The lingering lingering sound was finally swallowed between his lips and teeth, Tang Huan pressed his chest again, and then a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

…big liar.

Just now, he pretended to be injured, and even made a muffled noise when he pushed it, but he was completely healed in the blink of an eye.

……

At the same time, a certain village in distress ten miles away.

Among the chaotic rocks and walls, Xie Xuan stood on the rubble of the slanted and collapsed roof with the spirit of desire, looking coldly at Ye Zhilan in fluttering white clothes not far away.

Ye Zhilan waved his sleeves to scatter the flying ash in front of him, and his voice was cold and pleasant: "The elite of the Burning Demon Clan are all outside the sword mound, and the Burning Demon King is probably hiding there. In addition, you have a clue to the investigation you entrusted to Baixiao Pavilion."

Speaking of this, Ye Zhilan's voice paused slightly, Xie Xuan smiled contemptuously, and the coercion of Yuan Ying's peak was overwhelming: "You are alone, how dare you fool me?"

"What about the reward?"

"What? I paid the reward, and Baixiao Pavilion can guarantee not to leak the news?"

Ye Zhilan remained silent, Xie Xuan's face became even more mocking, and he casually threw the Spirit of Desire like a stone, "If you can't do it, stop talking nonsense! If you don't say it, get out! Bai Xiaoge can't hold it for long after finding out, I wait for the news to spread to my ears!"

Ye Zhilan avoided the spirit of desire who was biting him, and said lightly: "You are wrong, Baixiao Pavilion can hold back the news about the son of the devil until death, because the owner of the pavilion personally ordered that the reward I want is very simple. One shot is enough for me."

Hearing this, Xie Xuan was silent for a long time, and finally looked at Ye Zhilan coldly and said: "Forget it, it's okay to promise you trash, the news you give should be worth the price!"

"That's annoying."

After getting his exact answer, Ye Zhilan raised his eyes and looked at each other, a very faint smile line slowly appeared on the corners of his lips: "The Burning Fire Demon Clan did not slander your father, Xie Heng did give birth to a son with a human woman, which is rumored to destroy The son of the devil of the Three Realms."

Xie Xuan said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense that I know! Who is that evil?!"

"More than 50 years ago, Xie Heng of the Burning Demon Clan and Jiang Zhuyu, a genius disciple of the Water Moon Sect, had an affair in secret. Not long after, they secretly gave birth to a child in a hidden cave behind Taohua Village. Unexpectedly, the child would attract the attention of the Three Realms. In order to save the child, the two of them exhausted their entire lives to seal the demonic energy for it, and abandoned Xie and Jiang's surnames, and gave the baby another name."

Hearing this, Xie Xuan finally became serious. There have been too many monks in the human world in the past 50 years. He only paid attention to the male cultivator surnamed Jiang and Xie. Incognito.

But the more this happened, the more hostility in his heart became stronger. When Xie Heng violated the rules of heaven and earth and gave birth to an evil seed, did he and his mother also be labeled as a rebellious race? !

The spirit of desire turned around and flew back, seeing this desire for love turned into reality, Xie Xuan felt unspeakably disgusted and disgusted: "So, what is that evil species called now?"

"Coincidentally, you and I both know the son of the devil."

Xie Xuan was stunned.

Without giving him time to think deeply, Ye Zhilan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a shattered light in his glass-colored eyes, and he said softly to Xie Xuan: "The bead tree is pity for the emerald, and the jade tower dances for the chicken."

"Xie Heng and Jiang Zhuyu... are worthy of being the seniors who gave birth to the son of a demon, they are really courageous."