The baby girl who was still smiling obediently suddenly had red eyes, pursed her lips and started crying.
The baby girl's cries were heartbreaking, and her tears kept falling.
When Wu Shan, who was guarding the door, heard his young master crying, his face quickly darkened.
"What's going on? Why is the young master crying?"
Although Wu Shan usually smiles, he is the number one expert in the capital.
At this time, his face turned cold, and a chilling air immediately filled his body.
When the two wet nurses who were surrounding the baby girl saw this, their knees softened and they knelt down.
"Mr. Wu, I don't know, the young lady suddenly cried just now..."
Wu Shan came over anxiously, and after careful inspection, he determined that there was no external cause that caused Ye Ziwei to cry. His face became even more ugly.
At this time, Ye Ziwei's young voice was hoarse from crying, and her face turned red because she couldn't breathe.#@$&
Wu Shan was heartbroken and immediately ordered.
"You two, please coax the lady! If the lady keeps crying, you don't have to do it!"
Wu Shan, and even the entire Ye family, treated their servants very gently.
It's just that Ye Ziwei has a distinguished status, so she has to be treated more seriously.
It won’t take a while.%&(&
Han Xueyi and Jiang Ruowei, who were still meditating, heard the cry and opened their eyes at the same time.
The two of them looked at each other, looking at the empty room, and then realized that Ye Feng had already left.
Ignoring the disappointment, Han Xueyi heard Ye Ziwei's cry and immediately rushed to follow the sound.
"Is Ziwei crying? Ziwei has always been very good, why is she crying?"
"Sister Xueyi, don't worry, let's go and take a look." Jiang Ruowei has always regarded Ziwei as her own daughter, and now listening to her crying, her heart felt like it was being pulled into a ball.
Ye Ziwei cried for two hours, even Xia Wanqiu was shocked.
Fortunately, it finally stopped.
Han Xueyi hugged the little dumpling who finally stopped crying.
"Ziwei can't cry like this anymore. Grandma will really feel sorry for her."
Xia Wanqiu gently touched Ye Ziwei's cheek with a finger and coaxed her warmly.
Ye Ziwei hugged Xia Wanqiu's fingers, licked her lips, and fell asleep.
In order to avoid waking up the little one, Xia Wanqiu simply hugged Ye Ziwei directly in her arms.
Han Xueyi glanced at her sleeping daughter, nodded to Jiang Ruowei, and they both walked out of the room at the same time.
"Ruowei, I feel something is wrong."
"Sister Xueyi, what do you mean?"
Jiang Ruowei said doubtfully.
"Ziwei has never cried like this since she was born. I suspect that maybe something happened to my husband." Han Xueyi bit her lip and expressed her guess.
"What?"
Jiang Ruowei frowned: "Sister Xueyi, it's impossible, Brother Ye has returned to the upper realm. I heard that there is a Fengyun Sect in the upper realm, and Brother Ye is the young sect master, so nothing will happen to him, right?"
"I'm also guessing."
Han Xueyi didn't want her guess to come true, but her daughter knew that the mystery of blood connection could not be felt by ordinary people.
She sighed, suddenly thinking of Ye Feng's previous inquiry about Zhou Bitong's whereabouts, and asked immediately.
"By the way, where is Senior Zhou? Have you found him?"
Zhou Bitong originally led people to support the border. After the last battle, after learning the news of Ye Feng's death, Zhou Bitong retired sadly.
Later, after she found out that Ye Feng was not dead, she wanted to send someone to notify the old senior, but she searched all over the south of the Yangtze River and couldn't find anyone.
It was only two days ago that there was vague news about Zhou Bitong.
"Not yet. The soldiers of Tianyue Guard are looking for it. Once they find it, they will pass the news about Brother Ye to Senior Zhou as soon as possible."
When Han Xueyi heard this, she knew she could only wait.
She raised her head and glanced at the horizon, thinking secretly.
"Brother Ye, you must be safe and sound!"
The upper realm, Tianfeng Continent, Longdi.
Fengyun Sect.
Su Rou watched Ye Feng faint. After being stunned for a moment, her eyes turned red.
"Master! Someone is coming, someone is coming quickly!"
Su Rou has no body, and her soul lives in the Ziwei sword. No matter how excited she is, the sword just keeps bouncing and making a clanking sound.
However, Ye Feng never liked being served by others, so there were no slaves in the yard.
No one noticed the abnormality of Ziwei Sword at all.
Su Rou cried and regretted at the same time, if she usually practiced hard.
If I could gather my entities earlier, I would definitely be able to help my master now.
"master……"
I don't know how long it took.
Ye Feng's floating consciousness gradually returned to normal, and the crying in his ears became clearer.
He slowly opened his eyes.
"Don't cry, I'm fine."
Su Rou's cry stopped, and her tears immediately turned into laughter.
"Master, are you okay?"
Ye Feng took a deep breath to calm down the surging Qi and blood, and suppressed the exhausted spiritual energy in his Dantian.
"It's okay."
Ye Feng knew his situation well, and it took a lot of spiritual energy to solidify his body and plunge into the lower realm.
Even though he had a dragon vein in his body, it had not yet been refined, and it was the first time that he was put into solidifying his outer body, so he fainted.
Fortunately, he came back in time and his spiritual energy was not completely used up yet.
It's already bright.
Ye Feng casually performed a dust removal technique, and the blood on his body disappeared. There was nothing strange except that his face was pale.
As soon as he finished everything, he heard Su Rou's voice coming from Ziwei Sword.
"Master, I'm going into seclusion."
"Retreat?"
Ye Feng glanced at Su Rou in confusion. He had just come to the upper world and woke up and found that Su Rou's soul was attached to the Ziwei sword. He found a suitable cultivation method for Su Rou and asked her if she was in retreat.
But Su Rou clearly refused at that time.
Ye Feng was curious, why did she change her mind so quickly in such a short period of time?
Su Rou lowered her eyes and trembled her eyelashes, for fear of revealing her inner emotions.
"I want to solidify as soon as possible so that I can stay with my master."
It's not like she can just watch something happen to Ye Feng, but she can't do anything to help him.
This moment.
Su Rou clearly realized that a disabled person was not qualified to stand beside Ye Feng, and she was not even considered a human being.
Hearing this, Ye Feng nodded slightly.
"No matter what, it's a good thing that you are willing to retreat. If there is anything wrong, I can detect it in time."
Ever since Su Rou possessed the Ziwei Sword, their souls have been bound together.
Su Rou is practicing in the sword. No matter what happens, he can help her, which is a good thing.
"Master, please take care of yourself."
She has been practicing for a long time, and Su Rou doesn't know when she will wake up again.
"Go ahead."
Ye Feng finished speaking.
After Ziwei's sword trembled slightly, it finally became completely quiet.
Upon seeing this, Ye Feng knew that Su Rou had gone into seclusion.
Time passed in a blink of an eye, and the Wancheng Auction arrived in the blink of an eye.
This day.
Lu Qingyan came early to wait for Ye Feng, preparing to go with him.
After this period of medicinal bathing, Lu Qingyan's cultivation level has fallen to the level of aspiration, but her meridians and Dantian are wider than before.
You can imagine.
After seventy-seven forty-nine days of medicinal bathing, even if she started practicing again, she would soon be able to reach her previous state of creation.
When Lu Qingyan saw Ye Feng approaching, her first reaction was to look at the Ziwei Sword on his body.
Ziwei Sword looks the same as before.
But she felt inexplicably that something was different.
"how?"
Ye Feng noticed her eyes falling on the Ziwei sword and asked casually.
"Nothing, let's go."
"Eat this."
Ye Feng threw a porcelain bottle casually, Lu Qingyan raised her hand to catch it, opened the porcelain bottle, and a sweet fragrance of red pepper came out.
Lu Qingyan tightened her hands and subconsciously raised her head to look at Ye Feng.
"It's an elixir. Why didn't I know that Fengyun Sect has an alchemy master? What kind of elixir is this?!"
