"Okay, put on your clothes and set off." Ye Qinghuan glanced at Lin Shiyu and said.
Only then did Lin Shiyu remember that she had not put on any clothes yet. She suddenly blushed and felt like she took out a piece of clothing from the package and put it on.
"Let's go." Ye Qinghuan turned around and said calmly.
It's not far from Huangguang City, and he wants to go there quickly.
Lin Shiyu said nothing and silently followed Ye Qinghuan, and the group headed to Huangguang City.
After walking for two hours, Huang Guangshi appeared in front of everyone, but Ye Qinghuan's eyes turned slightly cold.
Striding towards Huangguang City, suddenly, Lin Shiyu's voice suddenly sounded from behind Ye Qinghuan.
"Ye Qinghuan, are you leaving?" Lin Shiyu stopped and said, biting her lips.
Ye Qinghuan raised his eyebrows slightly, wondering what was wrong with Lin Shiyu.
"You killed people from Tianhai Palace, Huangguang City and their sect's elders. You will definitely be in danger after you go there." Lin Shiyu looked at Ye Qinghuan and said.
Ye Qinghuan did not speak. A mere Tianhai Palace was not something Ye Qinghuan would be afraid of.
"I know what you are thinking, and I will not hide it for you. If you kill people from Tianhai Palace, I will definitely report it to the master. If you really go to Huangguang City, you will not be able to get out."
Lin Shiyu said with a somewhat cold expression.
She was taught chivalry and righteousness. Now she saw Ye Qinghuan killing people in Tianhai Palace in front of her. She had no ability to stop him, but she would not hide it from the sect because of Ye Qinghuan.
"Let's go."
Ye Qinghuan was too lazy to explain to Lin Shiyu, so he turned around and walked towards Huangguang City.
He had a reason to fly to Huangguang City, not only because of the sect competition, but also because his flying sword fell into the hands of that Yin Ziming.
No matter what, Ye Qinghuan will definitely get the flying sword back, but it will be a little more troublesome.
Seeing Ye Qinghuan ignore his reminder, Lin Shiyu stamped her feet and followed her, telling this guy to die.
But Lin Shiyu had some doubts in her heart, how did Ye Qinghuan kill the elder of Tianhai Palace last night? He was a high-level martial arts sect, how could he be killed all of a sudden.
Could this be this guy's trump card? Lin Shiyu thought in her mind.
Huangguang City.
This was originally a remote city in Jiangdong. It was surrounded by mountains and was difficult to develop, so the city had never been developed.
But recently, it has suddenly become lively, and a group of strange people have begun to crowd into the city. These people are all warriors who came to participate in the sect competition.
Hefeng Hotel is a good hotel in Huangguang City. Although it is only four-star, it is not bad in the remote Huangguang City.
At this moment, Hefeng Hotel is already overcrowded because many sects are staying here.
"Ye Qinghuan, the elders of our Jingyue Mountain live up there, do you want to go with me?" Lin Shiyu asked.
"Xiaoying, go get a room first." Ye Qinghuan ordered.
Xiaoying immediately ran to the front desk and wanted to book a room, but the girl at the front desk shook her head. The rooms here were already fully booked, and there were no other free rooms.
"Beauty, do you want a room? Why not come to our room? Although there are no empty beds, you can stay with me."
When Xiaoying was about to come back to revive Ye Qinghuan, suddenly, a frivolous voice sounded.
I saw three young men walking over, saying with lewd smiles on their faces.
Xiaoying's face suddenly turned cold. As a killer, she was not someone who could tease anyone. She wanted to kill someone instantly.
Ye Qinghuan's expression was also cold. They were in the center of the hall, so the three young men didn't know that Ye Qinghuan and the others were with Xiaoying.
Seeing Ye Qinghuan's face, Lin Shiyu was immediately startled. She knew how cold-blooded Ye Qinghuan was, so she quickly said: "Ye Qinghuan, calm down. It's very dangerous to do anything here now. Leave it to me."
"Wang Xinghe, what are you doing?" Lin Shiyu scolded and strode out.
"Lin Shiyu?" These three young men also knew Lin Shiyu. The young man named Wang Xinghe was the one who just made fun of Xiaoying.
"Wang Xinghe, after all, you are also a disciple of the three major sects, how can you be so shameless! People like you are not worthy of becoming a warrior at all!" Lin Shiyu said angrily.
Hearing Lin Shiyu's scolding, the face of the young man named Wang Xinghe suddenly changed, and he said gloomily: "Lin Shiyu, don't think that you are protected by Yin Ziming. I am afraid of you. Others are afraid of Yin Ziming. I, Wang Xing,
He is not afraid!"
Wang Xinghe had the confidence to say this. Yin Ziming came from the Baili Sect, one of the three major sects. He also came from the Tianlei Sect, one of the three major sects. He was not much weaker than the Baili Sect.
"Really?" At this time, a cold voice sounded, and a long-haired young man walked out. He was dressed in a Tang suit, with fluttering clothes, and his bangs covered a trace of his eyes, which looked very drifting.
There is a long sword on the young man's waist. There is no carving on the hilt, which is plain and simple. However, the outside of the hilt is covered with various patterns, which makes it look very delicate.
"Brother Ziming!"
Seeing the young man, Lin Shiyu immediately shouted out happily.
"Little girl, why did you run out alone? Is your master okay with letting you come out alone?" Yin Ziming looked at Lin Shiyu with a trace of affection in his eyes.
"I'm already so old, I should have gone out on my own a long time ago." Lin Shiyu suddenly blushed and said. In fact, this time it was her master who agreed to let her go out alone after she begged for a long time.
"You..." Yin Ziming smiled.
Over there, Wang Xinghe felt that he was completely ignored, and he suddenly became angry and said: "Yin Ziming, do you think you are great? Our Tianlei Sect is not afraid of your Baili Sect!"
"Oh, Tianlei Sect is indeed not afraid of our Baili Sect, but this does not mean that you are not afraid of me. Do you dare to fight me in the life and death arena?"
Yin Ziming's eyes froze slightly, and he stared at Wang Xinghe and said.
The life and death arena is arranged every year for the sect competition. Before the sect competition, the life and death arena is used to resolve personal grudges between warriors, regardless of life or death.
Wang Xinghe's expression suddenly changed. How could he be the opponent of Yin Ziming, who was already a senior martial artist? Yin Ziming was one of the most outstanding geniuses in Jiangdong.
"Yin Ziming, why are you so arrogant in front of me? If you have the ability, you must first defeat Lei Yun, the genius of our Tianlei Sect." Wang Xinghe said not to be outdone.
Lei Yun is the disciple of their sect master, and he is a genius no less powerful than Yin Ziming!
"Leiyun?" Yin Ziming's eyes moved and he smiled softly, "Before, maybe I wasn't sure I could defeat him, but now, he is no longer my opponent."
Yin Ziming looked at his sword, feeling extremely confident in his heart.
Not far away, Ye Qinghuan's eyes froze slightly. Of course he could recognize that this was his flying sword!