Now that Lan Yi has left the customs, she has full authority to take over many matters of Langya Pavilion in Kyoto.

Although Fan Xian is the leader of Langya Pavilion, he does not hold the position of pavilion master.

After summoning Mei Changsu, he even retreated to the background.

Except for the thirty-six people back then, no one knew his true identity. No one knew that there was actually a "gongzi" above the pavilion master.

There are still a few people with special status like Si Lili who belong to Langya Pavilion, but they all only know that Fan Xian is from Langya Pavilion, but they don't know that he is the person in power behind Langya Pavilion.

Mei Changsu is the number one person in Langya Pavilion, and Lan Yi is the number two person in power.

There was already a hint of glow in the sky.

It's almost dawn.

Looking at Lan Yi's back disappearing into the night, Hong Yi and Ruoruo looked at each other in confusion.

"Sister Lan is so fast, I can only see an afterimage." Ruoruo exclaimed.

Lan Yi was not much older than him, but in terms of martial arts level, he was miles away from him.

According to Hong Yi, Lan Yi has been breaking through to the ninth level for many years, but he is stuck in the eighth level, and now he has not even touched the bottleneck of the ninth level.

I wanted to give my brother a surprise, but in the end, I couldn't even compare to a personal maid beside my brother.

Sister Lanyi is a ninth-grade master. Now she has left seclusion. Although she has not stated it clearly, and Hongyi is also very secretive about this matter. However, Ruoruo guesses that although she may not have broken through to the realm of Grandmaster, she probably won't be too far away.

That cold and ruthless sister, Xinlan, is also a ninth-level master.

Next to her brother, Hong Yi has the worst cultivation level, but she is in the same realm as herself. Moreover, Hong Yi's unique skill of flying swords with both hands makes her almost invincible in her same realm, and is even close to that of a ninth-grade master.

Definitely not something I can match.

Ruoruo felt a little more depressed.

If he is now a ninth-grade master and can be ranked at the top of Langya Ranking, he will definitely be able to help his brother.

Tonight, I was in the dark. I had clearly sensed that my brother was in danger, but I was helpless. I could only wait eagerly for news from Langya Pavilion.

Ruoruo hates this feeling of powerlessness.

"My sister's martial arts are unfathomable. She never attacks with all her strength in front of others. Even my biological sister doesn't know how advanced her martial arts is. I think maybe only the young master knows about it. Now that my sister has been released from seclusion, let me

It’s even more difficult to see through it at all.”

At the end of the sentence, she pouted, smiled, and said: "Young Master is really partial. My sister has wonderful bones and extraordinary talents. She is a prodigy in martial arts. You often give her advice, but you don't give me any advice..."

Ruoruo looked at Hongyi's childish and cute appearance, covered her mouth slightly and smiled.

Hongyi is half a year older than him, but he still often acts coquettishly around his brother, like a child.

Ruoruo now understands a little bit why her brother keeps Hongyi with him, Pistachio.

"My brother often teaches my sister in blue how to practice? Why have I never seen him?" Ruoruo asked.

Hongyi waved his hand nonchalantly and replied: "Of course you haven't seen it. You don't know. In fact, the young master has a habit of thinking about things while taking a bath. He often takes his sister to take a mandarin duck bath together.

After I finish thinking about it, I will teach my sister how to practice."

The two of them sat on the steps of the eaves. Hongyi supported his chin with both hands and continued: "Sister has to deal with many things for the young master. She is very busy every day. At night, she also has to take a bath with the young master and rub his back. The time for practice is very limited.

, so the young master will often give her guidance."

A little light came through the corner of the corridor, reflecting Ruorona's already pink neck, and the blush spread all over her cheeks.

I accidentally overheard my brother’s fun in the boudoir, and it’s strange that my face didn’t turn red. This person in red clothes was really unobtrusive, how could I tell others about my brother’s fun in the boudoir so casually?

Ruoruo was silent for a long time, and Hongyi didn't care. They sat side by side with different thoughts.

Except for the arrogant wind and the long night, no one has noticed Ruoruo's face that has become ripe into a red apple.

The cold wind is biting and biting, blowing up from the bottom of the abyss, with a tyrannical and infinite arrogance sweeping the world.

Wang Qinian had just reached the edge of the cliff when his feet became unsteady and he was almost blown off the cliff by the wind.

"It's over now!"

"It's over!"

Lao Wang sat down on the ground.

In this abyss, where the bones are buried, Si Lili was thrown into the abyss by Fan Xian. How could he still have any hope of surviving?

It is true that Mr. Xiao Fan's martial arts are unfathomable, but if he jumps from here and his body is shattered, it will be light.

"Master Xiao Fan, although you are not a very good person, you can at least give me the money first and then die..."

"That's all, I think with Miss Lili accompanying you all the way, you two won't be too lonely on the road to hell. Have a good trip..."

Choking and sniffling.

"Although what you did in the end made Mr. Wang very shameful, after all, it was just an acquaintance. The dead person is the most important. Anyway, I will not forgive you. But every year during the Qingming Festival, Mr. Wang will burn more

Paper...for you..."

Lao Wang's last words were hesitant, as if a fish bone was stuck in his throat.

He stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Under the black curtain, at the bottom of the abyss, a handsome young man in white is holding a beauty with messy hair in his arms, riding up to the wind.

The robe was flying in the wind, and the holes left by several arrow feathers in it looked exquisitely carved, beautifully decorated, and extremely elegant at this moment.

Just like an immortal descending into the world, in Wang Qinian's eyes, Fan Xian was walking on the wind, the legendary method of the ancient immortal family.

Isn't it just an immortal? He holds a person in his arms and just flies up. Is there such a wonderful light skill in this world?

Lao Wang doesn’t believe it!

Fan Xian hugged Si Lili before falling to the ground, and Si Lili burst into tears.

Let the fear, resentment, unwillingness, memories, and regrets in your heart...

Tongtong cried and vented his anger.

That cry...

Sad and desperate.

Luohunyuan reluctantly took on the role of trumpet again.

If anyone passes by at this moment, fearful rumors will spread all over the world tomorrow about demons, evil spirits, and female ghosts under the abyss of souls.

And he can also say that he has a nose and eyes.

"I heard it with my own ears. That sound... sounded like someone had taken out the heart and liver."

"Fires filled the sky, the wind howled, sometimes there were male demons howling, sometimes there were female ghosts calling for life, and sometimes there were soul-stirring curses..."

What Fan Xian didn't know was that a random thought he had at this moment actually spread among the people.

It is said that at that time, a herb farmer who went up the mountain to collect herbs passed by nearby and was so frightened that he fell into a deep pit and broke his leg.

"Hey, you are a dog, why are you biting?"

Si Lili kept hugging Fan Xian and crying, punching and kicking him. Finally, maybe he found that this was not enough to relieve his anger, so he just bit Fan Xian on the shoulder.

Fan Xian grinned in pain.

We must quickly remove the body-protecting Qi from the Nine Yang Divine Art, otherwise we will have to break this girl's mouth full of teeth.
Chapter completed!