The moment Ye Qiu held the broken sword, a majestic and vicissitudes of sword energy rushed up along his arm.

Suddenly, a bizarre picture appeared in Ye Qiu's mind.

It was a turbulent black sea, with waves like hideous beast claws, cloudy in the sky, and electric snakes dancing wildly.

A middle-aged sword immortal led twelve elite disciples to fight bravely, and several three-legged golden crows rushed from all directions, and blood dyed the sea red.

He clearly saw that the one who injured the middle-aged sword immortal was a huge four-clawed golden crow.

Although it was just a picture, the four-clawed golden crow brought a strong sense of oppression to Ye Qiu.

"Little bastard, what's wrong with you?"

When Changmei Zhenren saw Ye Qiu not moving for a long time, he asked.

Ye Qiu came to his senses, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he told Ziyang Tianzun and Changmei Zhenren the scene he saw.

Ziyang Tianzun looked solemn, sighed and said, "It seems that things in the East China Sea are far more complicated than we imagined."

"Changsheng, why don't I accompany you for a walk!"

Ziyang Tianzun was a little worried. After all, Qingyun Sword Sect had lost many masters in the East China Sea before.

He was worried that Ye Qiu and Changmei Zhenren would also encounter unknown dangers when they traveled to the East China Sea.

Ye Qiu was a little moved.

To be honest, if Ziyang Tianzun can be with him, it would be best, at least it is safe and secure.

But after thinking about it, he refused.

Ye Qiu said: "Master, thank you for your kindness. The old guy and I should be able to deal with the trip to the East China Sea. Even if we encounter danger, with our current cultivation level, it will be no problem to save our lives."

"I have no worries if you stay here."

"You don't know anything. The Master told me that the Yin-Yang Emperor was not dead. Some time ago, the Dragon Bodhisattva ran to the demon clan and finally escaped from the demon clan again. I suspect that the Yin-Yang Emperor was next to the Dragon Bodhisattva."

"Dragon Bodhisattva has a deep hatred with me. I am worried that he will cause trouble after I leave."

"So, please help me to pay attention. If something happens to Rongbao Pavilion and Zhongzhou, I hope you can help me."

"What? The Yin-Yang Emperor is not dead?" Ziyang Tianzun's pupils suddenly contracted, and he was shocked.

Ye Qiu said in a deep voice: "This is what the Master said in his own words, and all the signs indicate that there is a master around Dragon Bodhisattva, perhaps the Yin-Yang Emperor."

"I did feel a strange aura in Dragon Bodhisattva before..." Ziyang Tianzun frowned and said, "If this is the case, things will be tricky."

"The master does not have to worry too much." Ye Qiu said: "I analyzed with the old guy that even if the Yin-Yang Emperor is not dead, his cultivation will definitely be greatly damaged. Otherwise, with his style of conduct, he would have caused a bloody storm. Why should he hide in the dark and sneak up on his own?"

The real man Changmei interrupted, "Senior, think about it, if the emperor was in his heyday, why should he hide his head and tail so much? This old guy's cultivation must have been a problem, otherwise he would have no reason not to show up when you destroy the Yin-Yang Sect."

Ziyang Tianzun nodded slightly, his eyes flashing: "Your analysis is reasonable. However, if the Yin-Yang Emperor really lives to this day, then his goal will definitely be quite large, so we should be cautious."

Ye Qiu nodded: "It is precisely because of this that the master needs to be in charge. If the Yin-Yang Emperor or Dragon Bodhisattva takes any action, you can respond in time with your cultivation."

Ziyang Tianzun pondered for a moment and suddenly asked, "What else did the Master say?"

Ye Qiu shook his head: "The Master only said that Emperor Yin and Yang was not dead, and he did not say much else."

"Strange." Ziyang Tianzun stroked his beard and pondered, and whispered to himself: "Since the Master knows that the Yin-Yang Emperor is not dead, he must also know that the Yin-Yang Emperor has made a lot of plans, but why didn't he take action?"

Ye Qiu's heart was thrilled when he heard this.

Yes, the Master is reluctant to even step on an ant to death. Such a compassionate person knows that the Yin-Yang Emperor is not dead, why doesn’t he take action to save the people?

"Maybe..." Ye Qiu carefully considered the words: "The Master had his considerations. After all, the Jixia Academy did not like disputes, and the Master only liked to do academic research."

Ziyang Tianzun glanced at Ye Qiu deeply, as if he noticed something in his words, but in the end he just said: "No matter what, I will pay attention to the affairs of the Yin and Yang Emperor. You must be careful when you go to the East China Sea."

"Thank you, Master." Ye Qiu hurriedly bowed and bowed.

"Longmei, will you drink with me later?" Ziyang Tianzun said.

"No problem." Changmei Zhenren laughed and said, "I promise to let the senior drink it for the rest of my life."

"This is what you said. If you are not happy today, be careful I will beat you up." Ziyang Tianzun smiled.

Changmei Zhenren said: "Senior, don't worry, Changmei will accompany you to drink, and it will be in place."

That night, the moon was bright in the sky.

The backyard of Qingyun Sword Sect is brightly lit.

Yun Xi and the Fairy of Flowers prepared a sumptuous dinner, with various delicacies on the long table, and the aroma of spiritual fruit nectar was everywhere.

"Come on, raise your glass!" Ziyang Tianzun raised his glass to drink, and his heroic spirit was dry.

The long-browed real person was not willing to be outdone. He poured his mouth cup after cup, and also told humorous jokes from time to time, which made everyone laugh.

Ye Qiu sat in the table, but his eyes looked at Yun Xi and the Fairy of Flowers beside him from time to time.

The two girls were dressed up carefully tonight. Yun Xi wore a lilac gauze dress, which made her skin look like snow, while the fairy of Flowers wore a plain white dress, which was pure and refined.

After three rounds of wine.

The atmosphere became more and more intense.

While Ziyang Tianzun and Changmei Zhenren were having a good time drinking, Ye Qiu quietly held the tenderness of the two women under the table and whispered: "Let's go away?"

Fairy Baihua's pretty face turned slightly red, she glared at him coquettishly, but did not pull back her hand. Yun Xi pursed her lips and chuckled, with a trace of expectation flashing in her eyes.

The three of them stood up tacitly and took the initiative to leave with excuses of being unable to bear the power of drinking.

Ziyang Tianzun was playing with Changmei Zhenren, but he waved his hand to signal them to do whatever he wanted.

After leaving, Ye Qiu held a beautiful woman in his left and right hands and came to Yun Xi's boudoir with a familiarity.

As soon as the door was closed, Yun Xi was pushed behind the door by Ye Qiu.

"Do you miss me?" Ye Qiu lowered his head, and the tip of his nose almost touched Yun Xi's nose, and his warm breath sprayed on her face.

Yun Xi's heartbeats faster and she deliberately turned her face away: "Who...who misses you..."

Before he finished speaking, the corners of his lips were sealed.

Ye Qiu's kiss was domineering and enthusiastic, and Yun Xi quickly softened his arms.

Fairy Baihua stood aside, watching the two of them make out, their cheeks flushed.

Suddenly, a big hand pulled her over, and Ye Qiu took the two girls to the bed with one hand.

"No one can escape tonight." Ye Qiu smiled wickedly, and his fingertips gently raised his fingers, and the two women's belts fell down in response.

The gauze tent hangs lightly.

The candlelight sways.
Chapter completed!