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Chapter 740 Seaside elegant residence, the prospective holy master Xueyan, shocking

 The woman is tall and wears a veil on her face.

Its appearance was extremely beautiful, and wherever it passed, heavy snow fell for more than ten miles around.

However, as the woman left, the falling snow quickly melted.

Everything seems to be just illusion.

"who!"

The puppet man stared at the mysterious woman and blocked her in front.

"A puppet of the highest level of spiritual treasure?" When the woman saw the puppet, a strange color appeared on her pretty face, "Why did you stop me?"

She took a step forward gently.

The ice and snow domain enveloped the surrounding area, freezing the puppet. Even though it possessed high-level combat power at the Void-breaking Realm, it was still like an ant facing a giant elephant, unable to fight back.

"The front is the master's territory, no entry is allowed!"

The puppet has no fear.

It has spiritual intelligence, but it is incomplete. It only obeys Ye Fengyan, but has no fear of others.

Even if the King of Heaven comes, it still dares to fight.

It can be said that its head is stronger than the flat-head brother.

"Your master?"

The beautiful and cold woman frowned slightly, looking past the puppet, she saw an elegant courtyard located on a bay in the Tianyuan Sea.

"He is also a sentimental person."

A cold woman is not strong.

Although she is a top strong person, she never bullies the weak. Since this place is a secluded place for others, she will not intrude.

Tear it apart!

The woman tore through the void, and the next moment, she emerged from thousands of miles away, directly crossing the bay where Ye Feng was.

Move your gaze downward.

The woman saw an elegant residence on the ground, the decoration was similar to Ye Feng's small courtyard, and it was also located on the bank of Tianyuan Sea.

However, there are several maids here, which is much more lively than Ye Feng's elegant residence.

"Fellow Taoist Rurong, I'm here."

The cold woman landed outside this small courtyard, with a smile on her face behind the veil.

"It's Sister Xueyan, you're finally here!"

Yin Rurong walked out of the small courtyard and immediately greeted her, holding the cold woman's bright wrist with her left hand.

"Your hand... is it really hurt?"

Xue Yan saw Yin Rurong's right hand and found that there were dense golden needle holes in her palm, which made her hair stand on end.

"Oh, I was confused at first."

Yin Rurong sighed softly.

She admitted that her initial reaction was indeed excessive and she should not have questioned Ye Feng. As a result, she was backlashed by the merit list and suffered serious moral injuries.

Since recently.

Yin Rurong came to the place where she was born. Although it has been uninhabited for countless years, the scenery is still beautiful.

then.

She built this secluded courtyard here. Accompanied by several maids, she used holy weapons to heal her wounds every day.

"Master Ye is the chosen one, why do you question him? Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this."

Xue Yan looked at Yin Rurong's palm and felt a little distressed.

Yin Rurong was also helpless.

She has only one best friend in the entire Chinese continent, and this person is none other than the cold and cold woman in front of her, Xue Yan.

Xue Yan, female, newly promoted to rank four quasi-sage.

She comes from the Ice and Snow Holy Land, one of the Nine Holy Lands, and is the famous Grand Elder of the Holy Land. She was the most beautiful woman in the Chinese mainland a thousand years ago. She looks as cold as ice, but has a kind heart. She is the dream goddess of countless people.

"Fellow Daoist Xueyan, don't talk about this anymore."

Yin Rurong took Xue Yan's hand and entered the small courtyard, sitting on the bamboo mat behind the bead curtain, drinking tea and chatting.

"I haven't seen you for many years, but you have broken through to the fourth rank of Quasi-Saint and become the Holy Master of the Ice and Snow Holy Land. I am very happy to congratulate you."

Yin Rurong looked at Xueyan, sincerely happy.

Her best friend is Xue Yan.

Although Yin Rurong is arrogant and cold, she has no sympathy for this kind-hearted best friend and is willing to have a heart-to-heart relationship with her.

"Ru Rong, I came here this time, firstly, to see you, and secondly, to invite you to participate in the ceremony where I canonize you as the Holy Lord."

Xue Yan took out an invitation and placed it on the table.

"I will definitely be there."

Yin Rurong personally guaranteed it.

Xue Yan lowered his head, looked at the injury on Yin Rurong's palm, and asked with concern: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't matter to me. Moreover, with the holy soldiers left behind by the old Holy Lord, I can wear away the Taoist wounds in as little as ten years or as quickly as one year."

Yin Rurong stretched out her hand, and a ball of light appeared in her palm.

This is the holy weapon of Tianmiao Holy Land.

If it weren't for relying on the powerful holy power within the holy weapon, Yin Rurong would have needed at least a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand years to heal his injuries on his own.

For the next half day, the two continued to chat.

"Speaking of which, there is also a reclusive person nearby, a puppet guard with the highest level of spiritual treasures, Rurong, do you know who that is?"

Before leaving, Xue Yan couldn't help but ask.

"ah?"

Yin Rurong was stunned.

She used her spiritual consciousness to scan the area a few days ago and found that within a million miles radius, there was no one worth noting.

So, the other party is new here?

Looking at the suspicious look on her face, Xue Yan knew that Yin Rong didn't know the hermit and said:

"How about we go there together and have a look. If we are destined, we can also invite the other person to participate in the celebration of my canonization of the Holy Lord."

"That's fine." Yin Rurong nodded.

She was bored staying in this elegant residence, so she wanted to go out for a walk and relax.

Whoosh!

The two women tore through the void and arrived at the door of Ye Feng's courtyard.

"Grrrrrr!"

Dozens of native chickens were looking for food on the grass in front of the courtyard. From time to time, they would fight with the poisonous snakes nearby. After being bitten, nothing happened. Instead, they spit out a mouthful of flames and roasted the snakes.

"A native chicken with Phoenix blood!"

The two women were surprised when they saw this scene.

"Moo!"

At this time, a buffalo rushed over, then jumped high into the Tianyuan Sea, making a huge splash, and then began to take a bath.

"This cow seems to have the blood of a sacred cow."

"Yes, although it's very light."

The two women were discussing.

Whoosh!

The puppet tore through the void and came to stand in front of the two women.

"The master is sleeping, please don't come near."

The puppet stretched out his hand, released fiery breath from his fingertips, and drew a horizontal line in front of him.

Its meaning is very clear.

Do not cross this line!

"There is no one in the entire continent of China who can stop this Holy Master. Today, I don't want to take action. You, please get out of the way!"

Yin Rurong was about to wave his hand and knock the puppet away.

"Oh, is it so?"

At this moment, a lazy voice that sounded infinitely domineering and majestic came from the courtyard.

next moment.

A handsome young man carrying a long sword slowly opened the courtyard door and appeared in the sight of the two women.

"It's...it's you!"

Seeing Ye Feng, Yin Rurong's expression changed drastically.

She felt a dull pain in the wound on her palm, and couldn't help but take three steps back, each step leaving three-inch deep footprints on the grass.

"Yinrong, what's wrong with you?"

Xue Yan quickly supported Yin Rurong, but found that she was also enveloped by a powerful realm of heaven and earth, and could not even mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. She couldn't help but feel horrified.

"This is... the pressure of the Son of Destiny?!"

Yin Rurong and Xueyan looked at Ye Feng at the same time, their eyes full of shock and disbelief.

Especially Yin Rurong, it felt as if she had eaten a fly.


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