An hour's search time is up, and Wangcai and Fugui are preparing to return to Cangyun Mountain.
The two birds were cursing and saying bad things about Rice Tong.
It was said that the rice bucket provided them with false information, causing them to go without food for two days.
According to the wishes of these two magical birds, after returning to Cangyun, even if they don't eat the food, they will definitely catch a giant panda and beat its teeth as a sacrifice.
Flying, Fugui suddenly slowed down.
It always feels that the Tianshui City below has an energy that it is very familiar with.
At this moment, a figure rushed into the night sky from a corner of Tianshui City.
It is Yun Qiyou who is veiled.
Yun Qiyou hugged Princess Tianyin and flew past the two birds dozens of feet away.
The two birds did not transform and were very small. In addition, it was dark night, so Yun Qiyou did not realize that wealth and wealth were not far away.
She didn't find the two birds, but the two birds found her.
Wangcai said to Fugui: "Fugui, why does that woman who flew away with a girl in her arms look so familiar to me?"
Fugui said: "Don't you think it looks familiar?
That's my little you master.
Although her face is covered, the aura on her body is so familiar to me, it is definitely her."
Wangcai nodded and said: "It's true, why is she holding a girl?"
Fugui said: "I don't know either. I have been helping the big panda rescue his master these past two days. I haven't returned to Qingluan Pavilion for several days. I don't know what Master Xiaoyou has been busy with recently."
Wangcai said: "Why do I feel like something is wrong... No, I have to go down and take a look."
Fugui shouted: "Aren't we going back for a late-night snack?
where you go?"
Wangcai swooped down from the sky, and the direction it fell was exactly the direction where Yun Qiyou flew up just now.
Soon, Wangcai came to the west city of Tianshui City.
The surroundings were very quiet. The battle between Yu Jizi and Ye Xiaochuan was completely blocked by the barrier around Yizhuang. From the outside, nothing unusual could be seen at all, and no sound could be heard.
However, Wangcai is, after all, the awakened divine bird Phoenix.
He still noticed an extremely weak fluctuation of true energy, emanating from the darkness somewhere under his feet.
Fugui also followed.
It came to ask Wangcai to return to Cangyun Mountain and take a look at what the little master Yun Qiyou was doing.
Before calling Wangcai's name, its eyes suddenly stared at a certain building.
Fu Gui said: "The Yin Qi fluctuations below are very irregular. Someone is fighting, and the fighting energy is controlled within a certain range. There is nothing visible from the outside."
The sensitivity of divine birds and spiritual beasts to nature far exceeds that of humans.
This kind of subtle energy emanating from the gaps in the Yizhuang barrier may not be noticed even by heavenly beings or powerful practitioners in the realm of immortality passing nearby.
But these two divine birds are inherently sensitive to changes in the surrounding atmosphere.
They all noticed something was wrong below.
Wangcai kept wandering in mid-air, seeming a little uneasy.
Fugui asked: "Wangcai, what's wrong with you?"
Wangcai said: "I don't know, I always feel a familiar feeling nearby, it seems... it seems to belong to the little master."
Fugui said: "Little master?
Yang Shijiu?"
Wangcai said: "No, it's not Yang Jiu, it's my little master!"
Fugui said: "Who is that...you don't mean Ye Xiaochuan, do you?"
Wangcai said: "Yes, it's my Master Xiaochuan! He is nearby! I can feel it!"
Fugui didn't think that Wangcai was thinking about Ye Xiaochuan, and he was startled. All divine birds and beasts of their level have very strong senses.
Especially people you know well.
Just like just now, Yun Qiyou was covered with a veil, and anyone with wealth could recognize him at a glance.
It's not your eyes that matters, but your heart.
When high-level spiritual beasts or magical beasts recognize a human being as their master, they will have a telepathic connection similar to a soul-blood contract.
Across the Yizhuang barrier, Wangcai still sensed the aura of his little master.
Ten years later, it once again felt the scent of its little master, which made Wangcai both sad and excited.
At this moment, Ye Xiaochuan didn't know that Wangcai was nearby.
He has now reached the end of his strength.
After resisting Yu Jizi's move Wan Jian Guizong, the huge blue giant sword directly knocked Ye Xiaochuan away.
Ye Xiaochuan's body hit the roof of a house like a meteor, and a big hole was instantly smashed into the roof.
Yu Jizi didn't talk nonsense. His body was suspended in mid-air, and his mind and consciousness were firmly locked on Ye Xiaochuan who fell into the house.
One move, the Eight Forms of Divine Sword, is activated.
There are not many condensed qi swords, only a few hundred, but the power of each qi sword may not be able to be blocked even by cultivators in the out-of-body realm.
Hundreds of blue air swords formed a huge blue sword net above.
With Yu Jizi's mental thoughts, he pointed his long sword, the sword net was activated, and the air swords that filled the sky shot toward the house.
The relatively solid house was unable to withstand the attacks of these air swords and collapsed in an instant.
The loud rumbling sound was deafening, and as the house collapsed, dust rose up all over the sky.
Seeing this situation, the old storyteller knew that Ye Xiaochuan was in danger.
He secretly cursed Ye Xiaochuan as an idiot. How long had it been before he activated his magic weapon?
As long as Ye Xiaochuan spreads his demon wings, given his speed, unless Yu Jizi reaches the Sumeru realm, there is no way he can catch up with him.
Of course the old storyteller knew that Ye Xiaochuan was reluctant to use his original skills and magic weapons because he actually wanted to hide his identity.
He was definitely not afraid of Yu Jizi. If Ye Xiaochuan had appeared alone in the Yi Zhuang tonight, he would never have been beaten so passively and had to hide his identity.
The reason why he hid his identity was entirely for Yun Qiyou.
That's why the old storyteller cursed Ye Xiaochuan in his heart. How long had he been thinking about Yun Qiyou? The old storyteller opened his mouth, and a very small delicacy sword suddenly appeared under his tongue.
Ye Cha couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Boy, once the love between children grows long, heroes will become short-tempered.
I have always taught you not to put too much thought into women.
Women can be a stepping stone on your road to success, but they must not be a stumbling block for you.
Back then, your heavenly grandfather and I were harmed by the woman I loved most. This is a lesson learned from the past! And tonight you also heard how Yun Qiyou treated you.
Why are you protecting this kind of woman?
Listen to me and use your special skills. Although Yu Jizi is very powerful, if you want to leave, he will never be able to stop you."
Among the ruins of the house, Ye Xiaochuan felt bitter in his heart.
There is nothing I can do, if I continue like this, I will be beaten to death by Yujizi.
The old storyteller has been holding back, and now Ye Xiaochuan has to face a choice.
To save Yuan Xiaolou or to protect Yun Qiyou.
In fact, Ye Xiaochuan already knew what his choice was the moment he had this idea in his mind.