The Yu tribe girl's body trembled slightly, feeling intense shame.
But she didn't shrink from it.
Her personal chastity is of course important.
It’s just that she also knows how important the Yu Clan’s sword spirits are to the Yu Clan.
Her talent was ordinary, and she could become Murong Xiu's disciple only because her parents were old friends of Murong Xiu, and they entrusted her to Murong Xiu's care before they died.
A member of the Feather Clan like her is of little use to the Feather Clan.
The Yu clan sword spirits are different.
If the Yu clan sword spirit can be repaired, it will be of great help to the Yu clan.
Sacrificing her, a mediocre member of the Feather Clan, in exchange for an important assistant of the Feather Clan like the Sword Spirit of the Feather Clan, from the perspective of the Yu Clan girl, this is an extremely cost-effective thing.
Immediately, before Murong Xiu could speak, the girl from the Yu tribe gritted her teeth and said: "If senior is really willing to save my Yu tribe sword spirit, then Xiaohe is willing to be a slave for senior."
Ling Yun was stunned for a while.
But when he saw the expressions of the Yu tribe girl and Murong Xiu, he knew that they must have misunderstood.
Ling Yun is optimistic about the Yu Clan girl.
But in this world, although there are not many similar geniuses, there are definitely many.
It is impossible for him to gather all the geniuses around him.
Therefore, he really never thought about subduing the Yu Clan girl.
But the other party had a misunderstanding, and Ling Yun didn't bother to explain.
It just so happened that he had no intention of getting anything from the Yu Clan, he just didn't want the other party to find it too easy to ask him to take action. Now that the other party has misunderstood him like this, it was undoubtedly just right.
"Your name is Xiaohe?"
Ling Yun smiled.
"Exactly, the junior's name is 'Hua Xiaohe'."
The Yu Clan girl said.
"Then lead the way."
Ling Yun said.
Murong Xiu's heart sank.
This mysterious devil really wants Hua Xiaohe.
She wanted to muster up the courage to reject Ling Yun, but found bitterly that she could not say this out loud.
Hua Xiaohe is very important to her.
But Hua Xiaohe is only important to her.
The Yu Clan Sword Spirit is different, it is an existence that is extremely important to the entire Yu Clan.
How could she ignore the interests of the entire Yu clan for the sake of her own personal feelings?
In that case, she is undoubtedly too selfish.
Seeing that Murong Xiu didn't speak, Hua Xiaohe's face turned even paler.
How she wished she could hear words of rejection from Murong Xiu.
It's a pity that she didn't hear it.
In fact, even if Murong Xiu refuses, she will not listen to Murong Xiu for the benefit of the Yu clan.
But Murong Xiu's behavior still made her feel uncomfortable.
However, she didn't show it on the surface. Instead, she showed a pale smile: "Yes, senior."
At the moment, under the leadership of Murong Xiu and Hua Xiaohe, Ling Yun flew to Feiyu City.
"By the way, I wonder what the situation is like in the upper realm of Huangquan now?
Who are the most famous powerful people or forces?"
During the flight, Ling Yun took the opportunity to ask.
He decided to go to Feiyu City with Murong Xiu and Hua Xiaohe. In addition to being interested in the Yu Clan's sword inspiration, he also had another important purpose, which was to take the opportunity to learn about the Upper Realm of Underworld.
Hearing Ling Yun ask this, Murong Xiu and Hua Xiaohe were shocked at first, but then they felt relieved.
They did not doubt Ling Yun's origins, they just assumed that Ling Yun had been sealed for too long and did not understand the outside world.
Immediately, they did not hide anything and told Ling Yun the general situation of the Upper Realm of Underworld.
In the upper realm of Huangquan, there are three major camps, the Yaozu, the Demons and Luofu Mountain.
The leaders of these forces are all Poxu peak or half-step true souls.
Ling Yun felt relieved after learning that the strong men in the upper realm of Huangquan were similar to those in the upper realm of Daluo.
Not long after, the three of them came to a city in the sky.
This city in the sky floats 10,000 meters high in the sky, with many Yu clans coming in and out.
This situation seems quite prosperous.
Murong Xiu sighed: "In the past, my Yu clan was the overlord of the upper realm of Huangquan, with tens of thousands of cities under our command, but now only Feiyu City is left.
Not only that, Feiyu City can still be preserved because of the protection of the Meizu."
While talking, the three of them arrived at the gate of Feiyu City.
There was already a group of Yu clan figures waiting at the gate of the city.
After all, Murong Xiu is a Yuxu demon cultivator and has some status in Feiyu City.
"My subordinates have met the Ninth Elder and Miss Xiaohe."
Among this group of figures, a tall and handsome young Yu Clan man wearing armor flew over and bowed his hands to Murong Xiu and Hua Xiaohe.
Murong Xiu is not only the ninth elder of Feiyu City, but also the biological sister of the city lord of Feiyu City. She is so extraordinary that the other Yu tribes naturally respect her.
But what he cared about more was Hua Xiaohe.
In the past, when Hua Xiaohe saw him, he was extremely affectionate and admired.
Therefore, when talking to Murong Xiu, he looked at Hua Xiaohe with great expectation.
Just looking at it made his heart tremble.
Because Hua Xiaohe didn't pay attention to him at all, but focused on talking to a young man in black.
"Child Guard, are you here?"
Murong Xiu smiled.
"Ninth Elder, the Lord of the City was extremely anxious when he learned that he was being hunted by the four-armed demon clan. So he received a message from you saying that you were back safely, so he immediately asked me to greet you."
The young Yu Clan said.
As he said that, he looked at Ling Yun doubtfully: "Elder Ninth, I wonder who this is?"
"This is Mr. Ling, the distinguished guest I invited to Feiyu City."
Murong Xiu said: "Mr. Ling, this is Tong Guan, the great guard of Feiyu City. He is a master of Taixu. With him here to greet us, we will have no worries."
"Mr. Ling?"
Tong Guan's eyes flashed, "Ninth Elder, I wonder where this Mr. Ling comes from?"
Murong Xiu frowned slightly.
Whenever a distinguished guest comes to the door, it is undoubtedly rude for Tong Guan to directly ask him about his origins.
Murong Xiu immediately scolded him coldly: "Guard Child, Mr. Ling is an innate sword spirit, an extraordinary person. You must not be rude to Mr. Ling."
"Innate Sword Spirit?"
Tongguan and the other Yu tribesmen around him were all shocked when they heard this.
But then, a sneer flashed in Tong Guan's eyes.
"Ninth Elder, the innate sword spirit is so noble. Even if our Yu clan was extremely glorious in the past, we only have one sword spirit."
Tong Guan said: "Ninth Elder, you have been practicing in Feiyu City all year round. You don't know that the world outside is dangerous. There are many demons and they are often very good at disguise and deception. You can't be careless."
"Guard Child, Mr. Ling is not someone you can question."
Hua Xiaohe suddenly turned his head, looked at Tong Guan seriously and said: "Today, we were chased by the four-armed demons, fled into the Tianbei Glacier, and fell into a desperate situation.
Fortunately, the four-armed demons smashed the glacier, and Mr. Ling happened to be in retreat under the glacier. He was alarmed by the movement. Mr. Ling expelled the four-armed demons, and we were able to turn the corner.
Mr. Ling can be said to be our benefactor, how can you question Mr. Ling?"
At first, Hua Xiaohe felt that Ling Yun was attracted to her. Although she was forced to make the decision to sacrifice herself in order to save the Yu clan sword spirit, she was still very repelled by Ling Yun in her heart.
But along the way, as she continued to talk to Ling Yun, her perception of Ling Yun continued to change.
She discovered that when Ling Yun was talking to her, the way he looked at her was not like other men's, which contained a hint of passion and desire.
This is not a problem with Lingyun’s aesthetics.
She was certain that Ling Yun still looked at her with admiration.
However, this is pure appreciation, just as pure as when she looks at flowers.