Mei Zihua followed Lin Yun's line of sight, and her eyes suddenly lit up. Ye Ziling was tall, with a cold face, long legs, and charming.
She has a rare temperament in a daughter's family, with a hint of heroism in her coolness. This temperament easily attracts people.
When their group appeared, not only Lin Yun and Mei Zihua, but also other guests on the ninth floor of Fenglei Tower couldn't help but look over.
"What a handsome girl, no wonder you looked straight at me." Mei Zihua looked away, looked at Lin Yun and laughed softly.
He did not lower his voice. He was a hundred meters away. Ye Ziling heard it quickly and looked over immediately, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.
Next to her, Gu Ruochen whispered a few words in her ear. Senior Brother Chixiaofeng seemed to have recognized Mei Zihua's identity and was informing Ye Ziling.
Ye Ziling nodded and ignored it, but when he looked away, he noticed that there was another person opposite Mei Zihua.
The other party picked up the wine glass and covered his face with his sleeves so that no one could see his face clearly.
After everyone had gone away and sat down at a table by the window, Lin Yun slowly put down his wine glass.
His current Turtle God Transformation has long been cultivated to the transformation state. The art of disguise is much more powerful than before, and even his eyes are different from before.
Even if he meets Tian Xuanzi, the other party may not be able to tell the clues.
Mei Zihua's words just now woke him up. Lin Yun woke up and became cautious out of habit.
Now is not the time to recognize each other. To recognize each other is to bring trouble to the other party.
He took a cursory glance and found that besides Ye Ziling, there were also many old friends. Sword-crazy Zhao Yan, Shenxiaofeng Gongsunyan, senior brother Gu Ruochen, Mu Xueqin, Ye Qingxuan, and Ji Shuxuan.
Almost all the demons from the younger generation of Sword Sect are here.
It was surprising that this group of people was led by Ye Ziling, but it seemed to be reasonable.
At the beginning of the Sword Sect's founding ceremony, besides Lin Yun, Ye Ziling, who had the Shenlong Sword Body, was the most talented.
She obtained the White Dragon Holy Sword again, and also refined an ancient holy source in the ancient battlefield.
Today's strength is no longer what it used to be.
What are they here for?
"Brother Lin, it seems that he is a member of my generation. I gave you nine maids before. Could it be that I refused because Yue Weiwei was around? Tell me and I will send them to you later.
The maids are all virgins."
When Mei Zihua saw Lin Yun still looking at his back, he couldn't help but smile and said softly.
Lin Yun looked away, glanced at him, and said, "Say less, everyone can hear you from this distance."
Mei Zihua chuckled softly and said: "Brother Lin, there is no need to pretend. That girl's beautiful legs are truly unparalleled. Her temperament is also rare. It is normal for men to be tempted."
Lin Yundao: "They are from the Jian Sect."
Mei Zihua was stunned for a moment, and then said: "No wonder that person just now looked familiar. He should be Gu Ruochen, the senior brother of the Sword Sect."
"You know him?"
"We must have met each other once." Mei Zihua said calmly: "They should be here for the martial arts tea party."
"Martial arts tea party?"
Lin Yunqi said.
Mei Zihua smiled and said: "What? I don't think they are qualified. The Sword Sect is the number one sword sect in the ancient region. After the ancient war, the Xuantian Sect's golden generation was wiped out. They are now the strongest group of dragon-veined monsters in the ancient region. Qiu Shan
If you hold a martial arts tea party, you will definitely invite them."
"The martial arts tea party is not just about competing for the first place. It is also a place for Dragon Vein warriors to communicate. Famous people from all over the Eastern Wasteland will be invited. This scene is much bigger than the Langya Festival."
He did not hide his disdain for the Langya Festival at all.
Lin Yun's eyes showed a look of surprise. Warriors can only make progress through communication.
Ye Ziling and others have gained a lot of benefits on the battlefield in the Ancient Ancient Territory. Now, with their strength and foundation, it can be said that they have left the younger generation of the Ancient Ancient Territory far behind.
They collected countless holy medicines alone. Lin Yun also left behind a Netherworld Holy Sword. Almost all of them were saints themselves.
Among the peers in the Ancient Ancient Territory, there are no opponents for a long time.
The Fourth Young Master held a martial arts tea party. From their point of view, there was no reason not to come.
Firstly, it broadens one's horizons, and secondly, one can compete with peers to further improve one's strength.
If I were still here, I should be among them, right?
Lin Yun thought like this, and couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.
"They are very powerful among their peers, and they just lack a leader. If the Burial Beauties are still here, even the monsters from the Holy Land will never dare to look down on them."
Mei Zihua said softly: "It can be regarded as the new golden generation of the Sword Sect. It will definitely rise in decades or hundreds of years. It's a pity...it was not the right time for it."
"What's the meaning?"
Lin Yun said while holding the wine glass.
Mei Zihua said with a smile: "You don't know? Who doesn't know that the Sword Saint Yaoguang in the Eastern Wasteland fell into the trap of Tian Xuanzi in order to save the burying young master, and his life span is long gone. How can the Sword Sect exist without Yaoguang?"
The corner of Lin Yun's mouth twitched. Mei Zihua didn't notice. He was looking in the direction of Ye Ziling and others and said, "Let's go. Since we have met once, I will take you to say hello to that girl."
"Not interested."
Lin Yun stood up and left.
"Then I can only go alone..." Mei Zihua said with a smile.
Whoosh!
But as soon as he turned around, Lin Yun grabbed the collar at the back of his neck and pulled it back.
"If you dare to take advantage of her, I will castrate you!"
Lin Yun looked at him and said coldly, then ignored him.
Mei Zihua felt a chill instantly and said with a smile: "Okay, I understand what you mean. I'll watch it for you. If anyone dares to touch her, I'll castrate it for you."
Lin Yun was speechless and pushed him back.
Watching Lin Yun go away, Mei Zihua picked up a glass of wine and said with a slow smile: "This guy has a story. Is Lin Xiao his real name?"
Lin Yun left Fenglei Tower feeling restless and couldn't help but look up after walking out of the gate.
Who would have known that at this glance, I would just see Ye Ziling from a high building looking at the street below.
The two looked at each other, and Lin Yun was immediately stunned, and many past events came to mind.
Immediately, a smile appeared on his lips involuntarily.
Ye Ziling was so strong back then, but now he finally has some of his father's grace.
Lin Yun felt a sense of relief in his heart. The faith he had guarded in the ancient battlefield had indeed paid off.
Eight thousand years of fame and dust, ninety thousand miles of sword light.
The bright moon will last forever, and the sword sect will be immortal.
We hereby swear that this sword will be loyal to the Sword Sect. One day, the Sword Sect will return to the Holy Land. We are devoted to the sword and will be fearless in life and death.
He smiled, turned around and walked towards Tianxiang Palace.
This smile made Ye Ziling, who was about to look away, narrow his eyes slightly, and a look of doubt flashed in his beautiful eyes.
"Junior sister, what are you looking at?"
Mu Xueqin asked curiously from the side.
"I saw a person, it seems to be the person opposite the plum painting before." Ye Ziling said softly.
Mu Xueqin immediately said: "Mei Zihua is aloof, eccentric and arrogant. He has always been arrogant. Those around him are probably not good people."
Ye Ziling nodded and said nothing more.
…
Return to Tianxiang Palace.
Lin Yun was still unable to calm down. He took a deep breath, sat cross-legged and began to practice the Twin Holy Physique.
The moment the Azure Dragon Holy Body rotated, majestic vitality immediately overflowed from his body, and the azure holy light overflowed.
After a while, the Canglong holy body moved accordingly, and the thick blood began to boil.
Unknowingly, two dragon shadows met behind him. Bathed in the holy light, Lin Yun's body erupted with terrifying dragon power.
After his mind calmed down a bit, Lin Yun exhaled a turbid breath.
He left his residence, went up and down a few times, and came to the top of the snow mountain, where he saw Yue Weiwei with her eyes closed and her legs crossed in the wind and snow.
Her feet were bare, her beautiful eyes were slightly closed, and the moonlight was falling from the sky. She was like a spotless elf, absolutely beautiful and peaceful.
Lin Yun took out the Fenglei Qin and played the song "Nancy Clothes and Feather Clothes".
Yue Weiwei opened her eyes, smiled sweetly, her smile made the moonlight in the sky eclipse, and she danced gracefully in the holy lake.
This is heavenly music and should be danced by immortals.
Yue Weiwei, who danced the Nine Heavens Mysterious Dance, really looked like a fairy in the sky, and the holy lake under her feet turned into a fairy lake in the sky.
The snow-covered mountain tops have turned into the towering Tianshan Mountains.
After a song, Yue Weiwei's whole body was flying like red waves.
Her bare feet fell beside Lin Yun amid the agitation.
"Brother Yun, are you worried?"
Yue Weiwei looked at Lin Yun, blinked, and laughed softly.
Lin Yun knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he never thought of hiding it from her, so he told her what happened during the day.
"Brother Yun, look, what is this."
Yue Weiwei said with a smile, her eyes were like crescent moons in the sky, which was endearing.
"Invitation?"
Lin Yun put the Fenglei Qin aside and took the invitation letter from her hand. It was an invitation letter to the martial arts tea party.
He was slightly surprised and nodded after a while.
Yue Weiwei, as Her Royal Highness the Mysterious Lady of Tianxiang Palace, is hosting a martial arts tea party in Tianyu Holy City. Regardless of whether she comes or not, Qiu Shanjun's invitation letter must be sent.
Yue Weiwei smiled and said: "Brother Yun is going to the Tiandao Sect. I have no interest in the martial arts tea party. I didn't plan to go. Since Brother Yun is from the same sect, let's go together."
Lin Yun held the invitation and was silent.
The martial arts tea party was not in his plan.
When he heard about plum paintings, Lin Yun was not very interested.
But when he suddenly saw Ye Ziling and others, he couldn't calm down. It was impossible for him to just leave them and walk away.
But if you go, how should you face it?
"Brother Yun, I really want to know what's going on with Sword Sect now. Let's go there." Yue Weiwei held Lin Yun's hand and said softly.
She knew that Brother Yun could not make up his mind. He was an old friend who was unforgettable but also difficult to recognize.
If you are not careful, you can easily cause big trouble for them.
"No matter what happens, Weiwei will always be by your side. We agreed under the Sansheng Tree." Yue Weiwei looked at Lin Yun with a trace of determination in her beautiful eyes.
"Then let's go there."
Lin Yun said softly. After finishing speaking, his whole body felt relaxed, and his originally uneasy mood completely calmed down.
Only then did he realize that he had already made a decision in his heart.
Yue Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this. She decided to say something happy to distract Lin Yun from his worries and said, "Brother Yun, what did you see in me under the Sansheng Tree that day?"
"I saw a lot... and finally I saw a sword, which has always been by your side." Lin Yun said truthfully.
Yue Weiwei narrowed her eyes slightly, her face full of joy, and said with a smile: "That sword must be Brother Yun!"
"What about you?" Lin Yundao said.
Yue Weiwei's face suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head shyly, but finally she raised her head, opened her eyes, and looked up at Lin Yundao: "Weiwei saw a child."
"Mine?"
Lin Yun was a little stunned. He had never thought about this problem before, and he couldn't help but lose consciousness for a while.
Yue Weiwei suddenly became angry, her eyes widened, and she said angrily: "Could it be that he is someone else's child? It must be mine and Brother Yun's!"
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, realizing he had made a mistake, and smiled: "But it seems we haven't..."
"Nothing yet?"
Yue Weiwei woke up mid-sentence, and said with a cheerful smile: "Brother Yun, are you thinking about bad things? Don't think about it. Then you have to prepare a gift to pass my father's test. My father is a big evil man, bad.
Very good!”
Lin Yun burst into laughter. The slight anxiety he had felt before disappeared under the influence of Yue Weiwei's smile.
He knew in his heart that this girl was making him happy.
The two of them were nestling next to the snowy ground of the Holy Lake, looking at the moonlight in the sky, chatting casually, feeling only endless happiness and unaware of the passage of time.
[I’m not very good at emotional dramas, but I really like Yue Weiwei.]
