"Sir, what happened?" A middle-aged man with a gentle temperament immediately stepped forward and looked at him worriedly.
If Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen and others were present, they would definitely recognize that this middle-aged man was Xu Qianmiao, the shopkeeper of Qianjinzhai, Guanghua Kingdom, Tianji Continent. He respectfully called him the adult, except Ye
Who else can Yun Ji be?
Ye Yunji did not answer his question, but frowned and didn't know what he was thinking.
"Sir, is there something wrong with Miss Fenghua?" Xu Qianmiao asked tentatively.
"Fortunately, it's nothing serious." After a long time, Ye Yunji breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the slightly undulating chest, he seemed to be feeling a little uneasy.
"Sir, Miss Fenghua is extremely talented, and her wisdom and scheming are far better than ordinary people. You don't have to worry too much about her." Xu Qianmiao said comfortingly.
"This place is Wuji Holy Heaven after all." Ye Yunji shook his head and said. In order to investigate Gu Fenghua's situation, he used his divine thoughts greatly, and his voice was filled with fatigue. Thanks to the help of the demon dragon.
Otherwise, with his current situation, even if he puts all his strength into it, it will be difficult to detect Gu Fenghua's situation.
"Sir, why don't I go and ask about Miss Fenghua's whereabouts." Xu Qianmiao said.
"No need, she is fine. I have another method to find her." Ye Yunji said. If the demon dragon had not recovered yet, he would not have to find Gu Fenghua.
"Sir, your injuries have not yet been healed. Now it is the critical moment when blood and souls meet. Never exert a sacred spirit and divine thoughts." Xu Qianmiao said worriedly.
"You don't have to worry. I can clearly distinguish between the more and the more important. I won't act recklessly." Ye Yunji saw his worries and said comfortingly.
If you really know the importance of the difference, you won’t hurt your vitality by looking at her last time. Xu Qianmiao secretly whispered in his heart, but he didn’t dare to say it out loud.
"You go out first, I will be in seclusion for a while." Ye Yunji said.
"Yes, sir." Xu Qianmiao bowed and retreated. When he left, he couldn't help but look at Ye Yunji with a worried look.
When Xu Qianmiao left the hall, Ye Yunji stretched out his fingers and drew a rune on the ground. Then he bit his fingertips and sprinkled a drop of blood on it.
This rune does not look complicated, but when the drop of blood spills on it, it immediately emits a dazzling golden light. The hooks and strokes on it all appear so simple and natural, as if the great way is natural.
A golden light flashed, turned into a stream of light, flying towards the distance, and then a black shadow followed with it at a speed that was unattainable to the naked eye.
The runes on the ground disappeared, but Ye Yunji's face was a little more tired.
"Fenghua, wait for me, I will come to you soon." Ye Yunji looked at the setting sun gradually falling in the sky and whispered to himself.
In front of me, there seemed to be a graceful and graceful figure, a flawless face, and a firm gaze hidden behind the weakness.
"What is love in the world? I just ask people to agree with you..." Xu Qianmiao faced the wilderness and turned his back to the hall, but seemed to feel something, and sighed secretly.
After sighing, he patted his forehead hard: No, this poem is not read like this, why did he accidentally read it like this?
Xu Qianmiao subconsciously took out a paper book from his arms, looked at the word "Xianchi" at the corner of the book, and raised his eyebrows: Who is this Xianchi? Come out and come out, I promise not to beat you to death