An exclamation came from Xiaomei. Seeing the two people's actions, she immediately covered her eyes, as if she didn't dare to look any further.
But she couldn't help but peeked through her fingers again, looking at the pictures that made her face heat up involuntarily.
"Miss and Mr. Ye are really a perfect match!"
Xiaomei thought so in her heart, and then she saw Xin Ruyin being led into the room by Ye Changsheng.
When the two came out again, although they were fully dressed, Xiaomei could easily see the red marks on Xin Ruyin's slender neck.
Her skin was reddish and radiant, as if she had been well moisturized.
Standing next to Ye Changsheng, holding his arm, Xin Ruyin had a happy smile on her face.
Sitting in front of the stone table and sipping a cup of tea, Ye Changsheng said: "Ruyin, I may have to stay with you for a few more years!"
Hearing this, Xin Ruyin looked at him and asked, "Did something happen outside?"
"It's because I can't bear to leave you!" Ye Changsheng said with a low smile.
"Brother, you." Xin Ruyin's eyes became charming.
In the following days, Ye Changsheng stayed in Xin Ruyin's secluded place and never went out.
Everyone in the entire Yue Kingdom lost track of him.
No one knew where he had gone, which made the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect who had been sending people to search for Ye Changsheng crazy.
Ever since he received the news that his son had died in Yue Kingdom, the leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect became furious. During the recent period, countless disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect were frightened and did not dare to approach the place where the sect leader was.
Wang Chan is the heir to whom the Ghost Spirit Sect has high hopes. He possesses the dark spiritual roots that are most suitable for the practice of demons. In the eyes of many Ghost Spirit Sect seniors, it is a certainty that he will become a Nascent Soul monk in the future.
But just such a successor was killed by an unknown person!
This is too incredible!
When the news reached the Ghost Spirit Sect, Wang Chan's father, uncle and others could not believe it at first.
A mere foundation-building disciple of Huang Maple Valley actually killed his son?
The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect even suspected at first that it was the Danjie monks from the Yue Kingdom who had secretly done this, and then blamed any Foundation Establishment monk for killing his son.
But after subsequent investigations and using a series of hidden clues, he was sure that this was true.
His son really died at the hands of a small Yellow Maple Valley Foundation Establishment.
This news immediately made him mad with hatred, and the anger in his heart was beyond words.
A reward order was immediately issued. As long as someone could capture or kill the murderer of his son alive, he would give an extremely generous reward.
Even a pill-forming monk would be tempted to face such reward conditions.
So, for a while, countless people began to pay attention to Ye Changsheng.
The leader of the Ghost Spirit Sect did not sit still after issuing the reward order, and sent many people into the Yue Kingdom with the intention of finding Ye Changsheng.
But unfortunately, for some reason, Ye Changsheng seemed to have disappeared from the world and could never be found again.
Even here in Yellow Maple Valley, there is no news about him at all.
I don’t know where he went, and the senior management of Huang Maple Valley knew nothing about it.
Some Huang Maple Valley monks were even worried that Ye Changsheng had been poisoned by the Ghost Spirit Sect!
"The late stage of foundation building is finally here!"
Sitting cross-legged on a huge rock, Ye Changsheng breathed out here every day.
After more than half a year of hard work, I finally broke through to the late stage of foundation building.
"Now, it's time to go to the capital of Yue Kingdom to get the Xing Yuan Stone!"
“But, before that”
Ye Changsheng looked forward.
In front of the stone table, Xin Ruyin was wearing a light blue dress, sitting on a chair gently and quietly, playing with a tea set.
Her long, thick black hair was spread down smoothly, and her pretty, jade-like face exuded a faint luster.
After half a year of hard work every night, Xin Ruyin has reached the eleventh level of Qi refining.
You can try to build a foundation.
Jumping off the boulder, Ye Changsheng walked towards her.
Seeing Ye Changsheng coming over, Xin Ruyin's face burst into a bright smile: "Brother Ye, this is my newly developed spiritual tea 'Yunshan Wuhai', come and try it!"
As she spoke, she gently rolled up her long sleeves, revealing her bright wrists like frost and snow, picked up a cup of spiritual tea and handed it over.
Sitting next to her, Ye Changsheng took the spirit tea and tasted it. The fragrance filled his heart and spleen.
Putting down the tea cup, Ye Changsheng said: "Yes, good tea!"
"Brother Ye, just like it!"
"Ruyin, your cultivation is almost done now, you can consider foundation building!" A jade bottle appeared in Ye Changsheng's hand, and three foundation building pills were poured out from it.
"Brother Ye, I'm a little worried!" Xin Ruyin whispered.
Foundation building, this was an elusive realm for her in the past.
Too far away!
Because of her physical condition, she did not dare to practice at a higher level before.
But now, with the help of Brother Ye, everything is different.
However, even so, she was still a little worried, fearing that the Dragon Roar's body would cause chaos at the critical moment of foundation building.
"Worried?" Ye Changsheng had a look of surprise in his eyes.
But then, a bad smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Are Ruyin worried about being disturbed by the dragon's roar? It seems that I haven't breathed enough!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand, and when Xin Ruyin exclaimed, he pulled her over, and the two looked at each other.
"It's starting again!" In the room not far away, Xiaomei heard the sound outside, her face flushed and full of resentment.
The next day, with the help of Ye Changsheng, Xin Ruyin took a foundation-building pill and began to build the foundation.
Three months later, she successfully advanced and became an early-stage foundation-building monk.
Shortly after she successfully established the foundation, Ye Changsheng left Yuanwu Kingdom and headed towards the imperial capital of Yue Kingdom.
The capital of the State of Yue is located in the most central hinterland of the State of Yue, with connections in all directions. It is the economic and cultural center of the State of Yue.
The entire capital city is divided into four regions: east, west, south and north, with the Imperial City located in the northern part of the city.
Putting on the mask, Ye Changsheng quietly entered the capital of Yue Kingdom.
On the street, there is a constant flow of people, including dignitaries, nobles, nobles, peddlers and pawns, all living beings in various forms.
Ye Changsheng walked slowly on the street, following the crowd and walking step by step towards the Royal Palace in Beicheng District.
He walked slowly and slowly, not like he was here to kill someone, but like a tourist here for sightseeing.
A mask is worn on the face, and the body has an elegant temperament.
This style is incompatible with pedestrians on the street.
But no one could notice anything unusual about him. These pedestrians seemed to regard him as nothing, even if they walked past him, they would not notice anything unusual.
until
When he walked to a restaurant, Ye Changsheng raised his head and looked at the private room next to the window.