The wind passes silently.

In front of the Martial Arts Palace, there was a dead silence.

The sudden tension caused the disciples from the head sect to the Shenxuan to be stunned.

More than a dozen guards who surrounded this place were hesitant with weapons and looked at Lu Qiong, whose face was so angry that his face was cracked.

Lu Qiong gritted her teeth, her staring eyes bulged out, and was covered in blood.

But her relatives are in the Holy Land and cannot meet Ye Chuyue for the time being.

Even if you want to move, you must not be upright, otherwise the Emperor would never let her go.

What's more, Ye Chuyue is the person chosen by Mu Fengming. She has a long and short hand in her hands, which is difficult to end!

When Lu Qiong was worried, Mr. Wei walked out and looked at Ye Ying, who was protected, and stood at the highest point of morality and said: "Ye Ying, this is your fault. Mr. Lu worked hard as a teacher, and had no credit and had hard work. You cut off your relationship without saying a word, which will also affect your future martial arts future."

"Thank you?"

Ye Ying drooped her head and made a hoarse and low voice, "Thank you really well."

The falling hair covered Ye Ying's eyebrows and eyes, and her whole body exuded a heart-wrenching decadent and depressing aura.

She walked out of the protection of Chu Yue and others and slowly raised her head.

Chu Yue held the battle axe and frowned.

Suddenly! Ye Ying took off his waist seal, and the emerald green outer skirt fell off to the ground, and most of his skin was exposed.

All kinds of hideous wounds, new and old wounds, and the interlaced scars look shocking.

"This...what is going on?" asked Mr. Wei.

Ye Ying laughed softly and looked at Master Wei again, "The beatings are all thanks to my good master. Master Lu has done it with his hard work."

At the end, Ye Ying bowed slowly and bowed slowly.

Lu Qiong glared and his breathing was so angry that he couldn't smoothly.

The disciples around him took a breath of coldness as they looked at the scars on their bodies, and got goose bumps all over their bodies.

Before this, everyone envied Ye Ying for having a master like Mr. Lu, but now he only thinks that Lu Qiong's kind and hypocritical mask is hiding a rotten heart.

Lu Qiong noticed the gaze around him and was extremely angry, but Ye Ying wanted to fight her to death, and with Ye Chuyue's help, she really couldn't do anything to Ye Ying right now.

She was just curious about what Ye Ying knew before her temperament changed drastically overnight.

"Let's just stop here."

Master Lou said: "The competition is imminent, don't delay the practice of cultivation in anything, especially the disciples of Xuan Jilu and the Star-Slaying List. Prepare to go to the hundred-story demon-suppressing trial in three days and decide to go to the northern border. Elder Lu, come here and go to the conference hall with me."

Master Lou turned around and left, resolving the conflict between the master and the apprentice.

Lu Qiong looked at Chu Yue coldly, Ye Ying followed up with a cane to the head of the stairs.

The sky became darker and more eyes were on Ye Ying.

Yepeng was only wearing a thin shirt covering important parts, with long hair sprinkled, and standing barefoot, looking unpredictable.

Chu Yue glanced at her, pursed her thin lips, then put away the bone-breaking battle axe, and walked naturally to Ye Ying.

She reached out her hand and took out the black black Longlin cloak placed in Shennong's space, and gently draped it on Ye Ying's body.

After carefully closing the cloak, Chu Yue clenched Yepeng's hair again and asked with a smile: "Hanyue Peak is going to have dinner, are you going?"

Ye Ying's eyes trembled slightly. After pondering for a while, she smiled pale and weakly, saying the word "good".

It's funny to say that the only time I spent in my life was on Hanyue Peak.

Tu Weiwei, who was in the crowd behind, was surrounded by Jiang Tang and Han Liuyun. When she heard this, she touched her stomach, frowned, and suddenly felt a little hungry.

But Chu Yue had no intention of calling her.

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【Small Theater】

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Dharma Protector Bai hurried to pay homage to the Emperor of the Holy Realm Ye Mohan: "Your Highness, because you haven't appeared for a long time, many little girls are in a little mood."

Ye Mohan lay on the imperial concubine's couch, touched her chin, squinted her purple eyes, and smiled: "It seems that it is impossible without my deity."

The White Protector coughed a few times, but he stopped talking.

After a while, he said silly: "Well, Your Highness, they don't remember your name anymore."
Chapter completed!