Unexpectedly, Zhu Wusheng had such accurate grasp of the timing of the sneak attack. Seeing that Fengyi Pavilion was about to be repaired with him, the good situation was lost in an instant.

Ye Qingxuan even used silver needles and used the vitality of the qi to maintain Master Dingyi's injury. Unfortunately, Master Dingyi's internal organs were burned and his vitality had already been cut off. Ye Qingxuan's operation was barely enough to let her live a little longer.

Zhu Wusheng was defeated, and the disciples of Fengyi Pavilion who were forced by the "Sun True Fire" were unable to get close to each other. At this time, they all appeared and saw that Master Dingyi, the last hopeful one of Fengyi Pavilion, fell to the ground, and they all cried and crawled all over the ground.

The crying sounds uncontrollable.

After all, they are all women. Once the backbone falls, the feeling of helplessness suddenly makes everyone collapse on the spot.

Even the simple and elegant person who has always been strong in character, his face is pale at this time and he loses any hope in his eyes.

Could it be...

Is Fengyi Pavilion, one of the two transcendent sects of Baidao, really going to be destroyed?

"Uncle Master..." Ning Huiru shouted sadly and held Ding Yi's thin palm.

Master Dingyi opened his eyes with great difficulty, but his originally dark pupils were gray and white, and he was completely blind under the burning light of the "Sun True Fire".

"Namo Amitabha. Huiru doesn't have to be sad. Old Ni knew that there would be a chance today. I just hope that Fengyi Pavilion can return to the right path under your leadership, and will benefit the people of the world and be respected by all people. Old Ni's wish is enough."

Ning Huiru took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Disciple, please follow the will."

At this moment, Ning Huiru, who had always refused to take charge of Fengyi Pavilion, finally chose to leave the mountain.

Similarly, the provision that disciples of Fengyi Pavilion’s inner sect are not allowed to marry is equivalent to being deposed.

Upon hearing that Ning Huiru was finally willing to come out of the mountain to take charge of Fengyi Pavilion, all Fengyi Pavilion disciples couldn't help but ignite the fire of hope again.

Master Dingyi grabbed Ning Huiru's palm firmly and showed a smile on his face.

"Finally... Dingyi doesn't have to be ashamed of his master."

When his hands relaxed, Master Dingyi was so angry that he was on the spot.

Wow--

In an instant, there was a burst of crying sound at the scene.

The Fengyi Pavilion, which has many disasters and difficulties, has lost its last pillar.

Ning Huiru finally showed her superb psychological quality at this time. Although she was as frightened and sad, she suppressed the tears in her eyes and assigned tasks everywhere.

From condensing corpses, setting up patrols, and then to resettling disciples of the masters... everything is in order.

Ye Qingxuan was alone, sitting on a huge rock, looking like he was holding his breath and concentrating his mind, but in fact, his vast spiritual consciousness enveloped the vast Shuiyue Temple coefficient. Any movement around him could not escape his ears and ears.

From afternoon to dusk, until the lights were on, it was late at night and the people were quiet. Ye Qingxuan held the Bilan sword and did not move for more than six or seven hours.

There is still a faint fragrance of peach blossoms in the air, but there are only a few remaining peach trees, and there is not even a single peach blossom.

The steps move lightly, and the fragrant breeze is delivered.

Wen Su Ya Yingying stood behind Ye Qingxuan, just like him, looking up at the bright starry sky without saying a word.

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his nose and sighed, "Zhu Wusheng, this bald donkey, doesn't know how romance is at all. I don't know how much effort the peach blossoms in the man's temple were wasted, but they were destroyed by his fat monk."

Wen Suya sighed softly and said, "Flowers and trees are easy to plant, but people are hard to regenerate. The world is so dangerous, Suya is afraid that the ending will be worse than the peach blossoms that fall into mud..."

Ye Qingxuan's heart sank: "The world is a killing field for fame and fortune, and it is indeed not suitable for you girls... Hehe, anyway, since the Lord Ning has taken office, the constraints on the inner disciples have disappeared earlier. You women can find a good man to marry him and avoid the dangers of the world. Wouldn't it be nice?"

"What then?" asked Yan Suya.

"Then? Then you will take care of your husband and children at home, and do whatever you want." Ye Qingxuan replied.

"What's next?" asked Yan Suya again.

"And then?" Ye Qingxuan scratched his head and said, "Being in charge of a family finance, in addition to educating children, investing and managing finances, shopping, sucking their heads, making spas, etc...."

Yan Suya looked confused, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand any of them?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled awkwardly and said, "Don't pay attention to me, I'm talking nonsense. Anyway, you can do whatever you want."

"Oh." Wen Suya sighed quietly and said, "Not as simple as you said. Even if you marry a good man as you wish, how can you get out of the world? Every day you are worried about your beloved, for fear that you will suddenly hear bad news and have children. I am afraid that people will be at home for a moment and feel uneasy. Rather than doing this, it is better to go on the world and live and die happily."

Ye Qingxuan shrugged and said, "Since that's the case, what are you still worried about?"

"Who is worried?"

"Then you were still sighing just now..."

"All girls are like this. Just sigh." Wen Suya smiled sly, and Ye Qingxuan quickly raised his hand to surrender.

"The most unintelligible thing is that you women, you don't care, so you have to act like you are so-called and fight with sympathy. If you are sympathetic, you will be ridiculed and ignore you. You are still angry. If you don't understand, you don't understand!"

Ye Qingxuan complained repeatedly, and Feng Suya had already laughed so hard that she leaned back and forth.

Yan Suya, who covered her stomach and laughed for a long time, finally put her waist on her waist and stopped laughing.

A trace of tears at the corner of my eyes, Yan Suya sighed: "Thank you, I feel much better."

He knocked the uppers of his shoe with his sword sheath, and Ye Qingxuan asked, "Tell me. When you come here alone, you will never just be happy with me."

A moment of silence.

Yan Suya bit her lip and finally said with difficulty: "I have something to ask you."

Ye Qingxuan turned his head and looked at her, and said lightly: "If it is a matter of a noble school, there is no need to say anything. I will follow you until I escort you to Wolong Island."

"It's not this." Wen Suya shook her head and said, "This matter is also extremely important, but Master Ning doesn't know how to say it, but I can only stand up."

"What's so difficult?" Ye Qingxuan said in surprise.

Wen Suya said softly: "Since Uncle Ning inherited the throne, the safety of a person is extremely important. She could have been left out of the matter forever, but she would be involved in this grudge in the future."

"Who?" Ye Qingxuan frowned.

"Li Youlan." Wen Suya's face turned solemn, and she said solemnly: "Uncle Ning and the beloved daughter of 'Sword God' Li Muchan."

Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized.

Originally, the marginalized daughter of the Sword God was finally pushed to the forefront because of her mother's reappearance.

It is said that this little woman who knows martial arts at all has been hiding in Yijian Villa and is not disturbed by the world at all. But at this time, I am afraid that she will be very quiet in Yijian Villa. But her second uncle, Li Muru, is enough for her to drink a pot.

Ye Qingxuan not only nodded. "I remember this. Will I send someone to protect her safety. Will she be in Yijian Villa now?"
Chapter completed!