After saying these words, Yan Xiaoyu seemed to have used up all his courage.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Xiaoyu quickly left the hall.
In the hall, only Su Yun remained in place with a stunned look on his face.
"When did I ask you to be my Taoist companion?" Su Yun felt confused.
What's going on with Yan Xiaoyu?
It was obviously normal before going to Luo Jian Feng.
He sorted through what had happened before, and then he seemed to suddenly understand something, and smiled helplessly.
"That's all, let's just misunderstand it."
Su Yun shook his head secretly. He had no intention of staying at Wanjianmen forever.
He pondered for a moment and took the Qianjun Sword in his hand.
"Mr. Su, I saw that Elder Yan has left. This time she..."
At this time, Shen Song and Shen Lingjin walked in from outside the hall.
Shen Song was talking originally, but when he saw the magical sword in Su Yun's hand, his expression suddenly changed and he was surprised: "Qianjun Sword! Elder Yan actually handed this sword into your hands.
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Su Yun glanced at Shen Song: "You also know about this sword?"
Shen Song nodded and said: "Elder Yan Qianjun died in the demon control battle ten years ago. It is said that only his magic sword was recovered afterwards. The magic sword was very badly damaged at that time, and the spirituality of the material was almost wiped out.
It was completely gone and there was no value in repairing it. Later, Elder Yan Xiaoyu paid a huge price and hired people from Tiangong Hall to repair it. It is said that the cost was much greater than reforging a flying sword of the same level."
As he said that, Shen Song gave Su Yun a strange look.
Shen Lingjin murmured in a low voice: "It seems that Elder Yan has worked very hard to keep Mr. Su."
Su Yun was too lazy to explain the misunderstanding. He waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about it anymore. I am going to practice in seclusion for a while. If there is nothing else, don't let anyone disturb me."
Hearing this, Shen Song immediately promised: "Don't worry, Mr. Su, I know what to do."
at the same time.
On the other side, Yan Xiaoyu returned to his elder's palace.
"Elder Yan, there are guests waiting for you in the palace." At this time, a woman wearing a white dress quickly stepped forward to greet him.
This woman has beautiful eyebrows, a calm temperament, and her cultivation has reached innate perfection. She is Yan Xiaoyu's confidant and stays at the palace specifically for Yan Xiaoyu.
Hearing the woman's report, Yan Xiaoyu frowned and said in a deep voice: "I'm not in the palace. Who asked you to make the decision without permission and welcome outsiders inside?"
The woman quickly explained: "Elder, please forgive me, but the identity of that guest is actually a bit special, and I dare not stop him."
"Special status?" Yan Xiaoyu asked, "Who is the other party?"
The woman said cautiously: "He said that he comes from the Changhe lineage, his surname is Yao, and he and you, the elder, can be considered relatives."
Yan Xiaoyu's expression suddenly changed.
The surname is Yao, and he is from the Changhe lineage, so he can only be from his maternal grandfather's lineage.
Yan Xiaoyu remained silent for a while before calming down the turmoil in his heart.
She took a deep breath and said in a calm and cold voice: "Take me there."