Yan Miao, who was blown away by the fan, saw the moon and ice clouds hanging in the sky. The holy light on her body became more and more dazzling, and her expression couldn't help but become more anxious.
At this moment, the Wangyue Palace was shining brightly.
The golden light emanating from Yue Bingyun filled every inch of space in the palace, and even the sound of the great avenue began to reverberate.
"First seat!"
Yan Miao became more and more anxious, and regardless of the pain on her body, she stopped in front of Si Xueyi again.
Yue Bingyun frowned, with a look of impatience in her eyes, and said angrily: "I want to write him a dragon character, what are you going to do? I want you to get out of here, don't you understand?"
Yan Miao was stunned immediately, her innocent eyes full of doubts.
Write the character dragon?
Si Xueyi seems to have the will of a divine dragon. The first one is written with the character dragon...is this a blessing for him?
Yan Miao woke up with a start, feeling ashamed and a look of embarrassment on her face.
She blushed and said, "I thought, I thought..."
Yue Bingyun said with a cold face: "Do you think I'm going to kill him? If I want to kill him, it's your turn to save him? Idiot!"
Yan Miao scratched her head, at a loss.
Yue Bingyun saw her dumbfounded and refused to move out of the way, and yelled angrily: "You idiot, the sound of the avenue is almost over, how long are you going to block me, get out of here!"
"Oh oh oh!"
Yan Miao was relieved and quickly stepped aside.
Finally, at the last moment when the sound of the avenue disappeared, Yue Bingyun wrote an ancient dragon character in the void.
Whoops!
Then, this shining dragon character, which contained the sound of the great road, quickly entered Si Xueyi's eyebrows and integrated into his body.
Yue Bingyun put down her pen and prepared to leave.
"Sir, what should Si Xueyi do?"
Holy Lord Yanmiao held Si Xueyi lying on the ground in his arms and asked cautiously.
Yue Bingyun said lightly: "If you like hugging him so much, just carry him to Danyun Palace."
Holy Lord Yanmiao said: "Is it okay to carry it on your back?"
Yue Bingyun's face darkened. How could there be such a stupid person? She turned around and left without even wanting to see the Holy Lord Yanmiao again.
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The next morning, Si Xueyi finally opened her heavy eyelids after trying several times.
"This place hurts so much..."
Si Xueyi carefully stood up from the bed and found that her whole body was covered with bandages, and she grimaced in pain when she moved even a little bit.
"My head hurts?"
Si Xueyi was about to take stock of her surroundings when she suddenly felt a splitting headache.
After a long while, I felt a little better.
"What's wrong with me?"
Si Xueyi was at a loss. He remembered that he made a bet with the leader that he could take out the jade pendant as long as he took three steps closer.
But at the last moment he was knocked out, and he couldn't remember clearly what happened after that.
"Being fooled."
Si Xueyi woke up and realized that Yue Bingyun was teasing him about the last bet.
It is impossible to succeed at all. In the eyes of the other party, he is just a real womanizer.
Si Xueyi sighed, there was really no way to refute this.
Duan Muxi and Fu Hongyao, whoever is not a peerless beauty, would have similar thoughts.
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Holy Lord Yanmiao walked in.
When she saw Si Xueyi getting up, her eyes instantly lit up, filled with surprise.
"Holy Lord..."
But before Si Xueyi could say anything, Holy Lord Yanmiao ran out happily.
"Kuyun, Kuyun, Si Xueyi is awake!"
In Si Xueyi's shocked eyes, the voice of the Miao Miao Holy Lord came back again, and beside her there was an old man with white hair and a long beard.
The old man was energetic, his eyes were bright, and he looked like a virtuous man.
"Are you really awake? It's so fast!"
The white-haired old man known as Kuyun also had a look of surprise. He quickly came over and stretched out his hand to feel Si Xueyi's pulse.
While waiting for him, Ku Yun said suspiciously: "It's amazing, it's nothing serious."
Yan Miao narrowed her eyes with a smile and said: "Then I have to thank Ku Xuan for your medicinal bath, otherwise how could Si Xueyi wake up so quickly?"
Kuyun said: "It has nothing to do with my medicinal bath. He was seriously injured by the leader, and he was injured more by force exercise. Even if I use Yunshui Pill, I can only guarantee that he will not have any future troubles. At least three
Only the Queen of Heaven can wake up."
Si Xueyi woke up and said, "Thank you, senior, for your help. My injuries are fine, but why does my head hurt from time to time?"
Ku Yun smiled and said: "This is a good thing. The first one has left a dragon character in your mind. After you refine it, your head will not hurt."
"Left a word?"
Si Xueyi said softly: "This is truly a blessing."
Yue Bingyun entered Taoism through writing and was a famous calligrapher in Tianxu Pure Land. The words she carefully wrote must have countless Taoist rhymes and rules of the holy way in them.
He must have been very happy before, but now he is a little unhappy.
What happened yesterday was such a huge blow to him that Yue Bingyun didn't recognize him at all and regarded him as a prodigal son.
Ku Yun smiled and said, "You're fine. Let's have a good chat with Yan Miao. Come back to my alchemy room and get a few more pills and you'll be fine."
This holy king was extremely kind and friendly to Si Xueyi. He gave a few words of advice and left first.
In the room, Si Xueyi and Yan Miao looked at each other, each having something to say.
Lord Yanmiao said: "Si Xueyi, my sister didn't lie to you before, right?"
Si Xueyi lay on the edge of the bed, stunned for a moment, then laughed: "You're really right."
Thinking about how Yan Miao had told him several times before, the leader was different from what he thought, and missing him might not be a bad thing.
Holy Lord Yanmiao lowered his voice and said, "I'm telling you secretly. I could rashly approach the man who was beaten to death by the leader. I can't count him with both hands. In the end, everyone also knew the taboo of the leader."
When Si Xueyi heard this, the decadent look in her eyes immediately became much less obvious, and she said, "So, I am quite special?"
Holy Lord Yanmiao shook his head and said seriously: "Probably not, you are still useful to the leader."
Si Xueyi smiled bitterly, this good sister was too honest when she spoke.
"No matter what, thank you sister this time."
Si Xueyi cheered up and said seriously.
After all, he was an optimist. At least nine hundred years later he saw Yue Bingyun again, although the result was not that beautiful.
But this feeling of reunion with old friends made Si Xueyi particularly cherish it.
Saint Lord Yanmiao was wearing a wreath, raised his head and said with a smile: "You are so bold, you were almost beaten to death, but from what you said, it seems that you still want to see the leader again."
Si Xueyi nodded.
Holy Lord Yanmiao opened his mouth, with a look of surprise in his eyes, and shook his head: "Let me help you take off the bandage first."
Si Xueyi's face turned red and said, "No, no, I can just do it myself."
Holy Lord Yanmiao covered his mouth and said with a smile: "You are still blushing. My sister is over a hundred years old. How can I take advantage of you?"
After saying that, she realized something was wrong and said quickly: "No, my sister is over a hundred years old and she won't take advantage of you!"
Si Xueyi looked down and saw that the other person's body was filled with pure natural beauty, and his eyes were filled with innocence.
He was said to be over a hundred years old, but she looked like a young girl. This made him embarrassed.
Saint Lord Yanmiao did not force himself and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll ask Saint Lord Kuyun to help you."
Si Xueyi said quickly: "I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."
After Saint Lord Yanmiao left, he breathed a sigh of relief and began to loosen the bandage on himself.
After half a cup of tea, Si Xueyi opened the door and walked out.
As soon as he went out, he smelled the extremely fresh air, and at the same time he was keenly aware that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this place was more abundant than that of Frost and Thunder Academy.
This is a palace on a hill, with alabaster paved ground in front and white jade railings a little further away.
Si Xueyi walked to the railing and her vision suddenly became clearer.
The valley below the cliff is an endless stretch of turquoise grassland with tall, brightly colored trees growing on the grassland.
The distant view makes people feel relaxed and happy. This place is as beautiful and peaceful as a fairyland.
Si Xueyi felt as if she had just recovered from a serious illness. Seeing this fairyland-like scenery, she felt much better.
But there is still a ray of worry hidden in the eyebrows, and it is not about myself.
Si Xueyi's mind was delicate and she noticed that something was not right about Yue Bingyun's mood.
She built a prison for herself, and she still hasn't gotten out of it nine hundred years later.
Only those who have seen Master Yue nine hundred years ago can know how bright and sunny, youthful and high-spirited Yue Bingyun was back then.
Now her appearance has not changed, but all that remains is her coldness and scruples, as well as her majesty that seems to be aloof.
Isolating everyone from her own world, she herself still hasn't woken up from the dream she had that year.
Si Xueyi held the white jade railing hard, her expression changing.
In front of the higher palace railing in the distance, Kuyun and Yanmiao stood side by side, looking at Si Xueyi quietly.
"Girl Yanmiao, what do you think this young man is thinking about? Why do I see the color of vicissitudes of life on his face? His eyes seem to be lingering with the wounds left by the years. This is really rare for young people."
Lord Kuyun stroked his beard, his expression solemn, and his eyes filled with sympathy and emotion.
Yan Miao's eyes showed sadness and said: "I don't know, but I know that I want to protect him. It's not all because of my good impression of him. Yan Miao feels that he may be a very important person to the leader. If something happens, the leader will hide in
The wounds in my heart may never heal."
Ku Yun asked curiously: "Yanmiao girl, what do you know about the inside story?"
Yan Miao shook her head and said, "It's just an intuition. Don't you think this young man is extraordinary?"
Kuyun was noncommittal and said after a while: "I do have some other evidence."
Yan Miao asked curiously: "What evidence?"
Ku Yun said sternly: "He has no dragon bones. He is a dragon descendant and now has the body of a divine dragon. That's why he recovered so quickly."
Yan Miao frowned and said, "When you say that, Yan Miao becomes even more confused."
Ku Yun smiled kindly and said, "Yanmiao girl, where does your intuition come from?"
Yan Miao frowned and thought for a while, then said: "The leader said he was a prodigal and a lecherous thief, but I feel that he is not. I have also met the two girls from Shuanglei Academy. They are both first-class women in the world. They say they are.
It’s definitely not too much to be extremely elegant.”
"If they are willing to be with Si Xueyi, then Si Xueyi must be a first-rate man in the world. How can he be a lecher with despicable character?"