What is strange is that after the self-pity wind entered Zhaixing Tower, everything became calm, and the immortal aura that was wandering back between heaven and earth gradually faded away.

It seems that nothing has happened.

What medicine does the old man sell in the gourd?

Ye Qiu couldn't help but think about it in his heart that everyone was waiting, but it's a pity... until dusk ended and night came, and everyone didn't wait for the third person to arrive.

In the Zhaixing Tower, no one knows what Meng Tianzheng ordered and why he summoned the two.

Because they have never come out since they entered Zhaixing Tower.

Ye Qiu felt a vague feeling of uneasiness in his heart, and always felt that Lian Feng's face was very wrong before leaving, and seemed to have something to hide.

It seemed like parting, she was hesitant and entangled, but she was relatively speechless and silent.

"Is it a farewell?"

Ye Qiu's heart suddenly trembled. He seemed to have guessed Lian Feng's inner thoughts at that time.

But why did she say goodbye? Where was she going?

Ye Qiu couldn't figure it out, but he could guess that this was definitely Meng Tianzheng's special arrangement.

But Ye Qiu didn't understand, why did he just pity the wind?

Mingyue is understandable because she is Meng Tianzheng's most proud disciple, and the weight in her heart is beyond the reach of anyone.

Therefore, Meng Tianzheng must have arranged her whereabouts a long time ago.

What about the poor wind?

She had long given up on the fight for the Goddess of Heaven before, so why is Meng Tianzheng like this?

Facts have proved that Ye Qiu was completely overthinking. Although Lian Feng gave up on the goddess, it does not mean that Meng Tianzheng would give up on her.

Her talents, the green lotus in her body, and its potential are endless.

Perhaps in Meng Tianzheng's heart, she is still the best heir to the Heavenly Goddess, so... no matter whether she gives up or what, Meng Tianzheng will not blame her.

Her life, from childhood to adulthood, seemed to have grown up all the way under Meng Tianzheng's arrangement, so Meng Tianzheng could not blame her for doing something wrong and ignore her.

This is more like an elder who can tolerate everything by his selfless love for his younger generation.

Until nightfall, Ye Qiu did not wait for Lian Feng to return. He gradually realized that she might have left the sacred mountain...

"Master, it's getting late, it's time for you to rest."

Lin Qingzhu quietly walked behind Ye Qiu and reminded softly.

Tomorrow is the beginning of the Bu Tian event. As the Son of Bu Tian, ​​Ye Qiu has many troubles to solve.

Today's episode did not cause much fluctuation. Ye Qingxuan had already left and returned to the cave to meditate and maintain his most prosperous state to face tomorrow's hard battle.

Linglong followed Lin Qingzhu, her little head poked out from behind, looked at her master quietly, and whispered: "Senior sister, why does Master look so lonely?"

"Also, why haven't the master's wife come back yet?"

"Linglong is not allowed to talk nonsense. Maybe the master's wife will come back tomorrow morning."

Lin Qingzhu said to her with a blame, then looked at the master and said, "Master, the guests have arranged to stay. Although there are many people, fortunately... there are still many empty rooms on our mountain, and there are not many disciples, so we can stay."

After listening to Lin Qingzhu's report, Ye Qiu turned his head, smiled slightly, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, you've done a good job, disciple... The Zixia Temple is left to you to take care of. I feel relieved. You have never disappointed me."

After sweeping away the random thoughts in his mind, Ye Qiu stopped tangling and asked again: "By the way, tomorrow is the beginning of the grand event. Are you ready?"

"As my eldest disciple of Zixia, you need to know that you shoulder the honor of my Zixia Dojo and represent the facade of my Zixia Dojo. You can't lose this battle."

Lin Qingzhu said with great firm expression: "Master, don't worry, Qingzhu has already made preparations, and will never take it lightly, and respond to the enemy with a prosperous attitude.

Don't embarrass the master."

"So too."

Linglong, who was standing beside her, also echoed. She was very excited at this moment, and her little fists kept waving, as if she was injected with chicken blood.

In fact, her behavior is right. She can finally beat someone without losing money. And her master doesn’t object, so how can she not be excited?

Her nature has a warlike wind, which is something left over from her character in her previous life and cannot be changed.

Perhaps the preparation of her previous life was to make her a Valkyrie, so she left this warlike wind.

"Haha...Okay! You don't have to put too much pressure on yourself. As the chief disciple, tomorrow's first battle is likely to be fine. Let the junior sisters go up and have fun first."

"However, if someone challenges you, as my eldest disciple of Zixia, you need to remember the words of being a teacher."

"Master, please tell me!"

Lin Qingzhu's expression was extremely solemn. She wanted to obey her master's words and attached great importance to it.

"Call me the smoker!"

Looking at her, Ye Qiu said seriously.

These little kids dare to challenge me, Zixia’s chief disciple? Just kidding, do I want to be faced?

If you don’t take some ruthless moves, there will definitely be more little Carami challenges at that time. At this level, Lin Qingzhu has to deal with so many opponents every day, so how can she be exhausted?

Therefore, either don’t beat it, but you should beat it directly from the eighth-level disabled person.

"Okay! This Linglong is the best, Master, let me do it."

Before Lin Qingzhu could not sit still, Linglong could not sit still and shouted in great excitement.

"Haha, okay, let Linglong play the first game tomorrow, but you can't lose."

Ye Qiu rubbed her little head with a doting heart, and she was so delicate and powerful that she sank her dantian and responded loudly: "Make sure to complete the Master's instructions and not stop smoking."

"puff……"

Lin Qingzhu was amused. Is this little guy serious?

Where can people smoke? Isn’t this beating to death?

In the past two months, Linglong has not practiced well at all and has been traveling around with Ye Wuhen.

However, when she came back yesterday, Ye Qiu checked her cultivation level and was particularly shocked.

This little guy doesn't need to practice at all, and she doesn't understand it either.

In his blood, there is a warlike wind. As long as he fights and fights constantly, his strength will rise slowly.

After following Ye Wuhen for a few months, his cultivation not only did not stagnate, but also reached the endless realm and successfully opened the Twelve Heavenly Mansions.

Good guy!

It's worthy of being you, a little kid!

Ye Qiu vaguely remembers that when she first saw her in the Great Wilderness, she was still a naturally brute-force little loli with dirty faces and only likes to roast sweet potatoes.

Now, in a blink of an eye, she has now become a fierce and prominent female war god.

It seemed like a dream, decades passed in a flash. Linglong is actually nearly twenty years old, but her body and mind are still like children, growing up.

Of course, Ye Qiu knew in his heart that it was because of the seal of her body.

She couldn't grow up just to preserve the best innocence, maintain a childlike innocence, and keep improving.

Only this childlike innocence can make her unmoved in the future, in the face of desire and power.

It’s not that she can’t grow up, but that she doesn’t want to lose this joyful and carefree childlike innocence.

This is the eve of the storm. There is peace on the sacred mountain, but everyone knows that when the sun rises tomorrow, a violent storm will baptize the entire sacred mountain.
Chapter completed!