Yan Yun's left hand held Fairy Qiuyan's right hand tightly, as if she was afraid of losing it, warm and enthusiastic.
The life experiences of these two years have left indelible scars in his heart.
He cherished it once more.
There are too many blank spaces in life, which are scars accumulated from trauma that cannot bear to be uncovered.
Zoe is gone, and so is Fairy Chunhe. Although people are gone, they dare not forget.
As for Di You, it certainly entrusted him with the endless romance of his youth, but if you taste it carefully, there is no sweetness. After the joy, there is only bitterness.
She failed him after all.
The secret exchange between the two of them when they were in the Grand Master's Mansion in Wangcheng was not out of emotion, but more out of revenge and jealousy in his heart.
He didn't dare to think about this experience, it was disgusting.
Because he abandoned the Taoist's concept of ethical order and was ashamed to speak out and think about it.
The two missed it, they missed it after all!
Fairy Qiuyan's cheeks were flushed, her lips were smiling, and her brows were affectionate. She would glance at Yan Yun from time to time, and she would always be greeted by her fiery gaze.
Life was so beautiful, and she enjoyed it. She rested her head on his left chest, her hair full of hair.
Fairy Qiuyan said with concern: "Yun, Donghai Sect and Mengze Sect must have arrived early, and they have reached an alliance. Let's go..."
Yan Yun looked around and said with a smile: "Swallow, look at the moon."
Fairy Qiuyan pretended to be angry and said, "I'm talking to you about business."
Yan Yun twitched the corner of his lips and said, "Swallow, look, do we look like we are flying in the moon?"
The human-faced vulture spread its wings and flew high, casting a gorgeous figure in the center of the full moon.
Fairy Qiuyan was annoyed. She put her index and middle fingers together and pinched Yanyun's waist hard.
"Swallow, what's wrong with you? You want to murder your husband."
"Bah! Bah!"
"Yanzi, think about it, there are many treasures in the ruins of Jiuyou City that both Mengzezhong and Donghai Sect want to take for themselves. How can they share a piece of the pie with others?"
"you mean……"
"The so-called alliance between the two sects is just a temporary measure and cannot be taken seriously."
"Are you sure?"
"Previously, Yunwu Villa was led by Senior Brother Yutong, and his strength was far superior to the two sects, which made them fearful. Now that Yunwu Villa has suffered heavy losses, their alliance naturally no longer exists!"
"Yun, isn't there still you? They have suffered a great loss under your hands."
"Hehe, Yunwu Villa's vitality has been severely damaged. On the surface, only you and I have the ability to move. Senior brothers Yutong and Wang Tie have died. Fairy Liu Qing and Fairy Lingluo have been poisoned again. All the Qi Condensation Realm disciples have There aren’t many left and they have too much time to take care of themselves, so how can they take us to heart?”
The poison is difficult to get rid of, and even if it is cured, it will take several years of cultivation.
The monks of the Mengze Sect and the Donghai Sect never dreamed that the Nanshan Sect would produce Yan Yun, a master of healing.
What is even more unimaginable to them is that this healing hand is such a spendthrift.
Yan Yun gave one of the Essence-Strengthening and Origin-Building Pills that the Juyuan Realm monks were eager to obtain without hesitation.
The poison was removed, and they were nourished by the Strengthening Pill and the Yuan-Building Pill. In a short period of time, Fairy Liu Qing and Lingluo recovered as before.
"It makes sense." Fairy Qiuyan's eyes were as bright as autumn water. She looked at Yanyun's stern jaw with reverence and touched it with her hand.
Yan Yun grabbed her hand, put it to his lips, and kissed her deeply.
"Someone is here!" Fairy Qiuyan quickly pulled out her hand.
Yan Yun smiled faintly and glanced behind him. An inexplicable and strange smile appeared on his face, but then quickly disappeared.
Twenty feet away from the human-faced vulture, in the sky, a small boat was sailing.
At the bow of the ship, a beautiful woman is sitting with her eyes closed to relax.
At the stern of the boat, Liu Qing looked like a young man who was just beginning to understand human affairs, staring at the beautiful figure on the bow with his eyes wandering.
He felt that Fairy Lingluo had changed.
She has become difficult to get close to, and her thoughts are even more unpredictable. She should have been an optimist with a cheerful personality and a constant smile.
Was it because of the incident at Yunwu Villa that she underwent earth-shaking changes?
Liu Qing couldn't think about it. He just recalled the tenderness of the past in his mind, and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on his face.
At this time, a water column rose into the sky from the surging whitecaps, rolling up large splashes of water!
"Be careful, fairy!" Liu Qing shouted.
When the incident happened suddenly, he jumped up instinctively, stood in front of Fairy Lingluo, took out his protective narrow sword, and stood ready.
His enthusiasm and concern did not earn him even an ordinary glance, but he saw Fairy Lingluo Shi Shiran standing up and walking towards the stern of the ship.
Liu Qing didn't notice that there was a trace of disgust on Fairy Lingluo's cheek.
Yan Yun smiled secretly, the cold light in the depths of his pupils flashed away, and then he looked up at the water column at the front.
"Hey! He Fang Xiaoxiao, leave quickly!"
The water column is like a fountain, rising in mid-air.
At the top of the water column, stood a strange-looking Lingtai realm monk, holding a harpoon with only three thick hands. He was barefoot and had long green hair as messy as waterweed.
This man's beard is actually fleshy, curled, and as active as the tentacles of an octopus.
Behind this man stood a large group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals who had not yet emerged from their animal form.
"Water Tribe?" Fairy Qiuyan was shocked.
This world is not entirely owned by the human race. In the depths of the vast Yunmeng Ze and the endless abyss of the sea, the same ethnic groups as the human race live.
Generally speaking, the human race and the aquatic race live in different spaces, so there are not many conflicts of interest, and they do not interfere with each other.
But there are always surprises in everything.
"Isn't he a strange person?" Yan Yun said in surprise.
"No." Fairy Qiuyan was certain.
Yan Yun saw this so-called water tribe for the first time in his life. Out of curiosity, he couldn't help but stare at the leading monk a few more times.
"Hey! Ugly monster, what are you looking at?" the leader of the water tribe monk asked sharply.
Ugly?
Who is this talking about?
Yan Yun was stunned. Ever since he was a child, no one had ever called him that.
"Why are you pretending to be stupid? You are ugly!" The leader of the water tribe monk pointed at Yan Yun.
Yan Yun smiled bitterly.
On the side, Fairy Qiuyan shrugged her shoulders, but she couldn't help laughing.
"Yanzi, I'm sorry, your husband is an ugly guy." Yan Yun teased, looking like he didn't take the Shui Tribe seriously at all.
"Haha..." Fairy Qiuyan laughed even harder when she saw Yan Yun's dumbfounded look.
"Why are you laughing, you ugly guy?" The leader of the water tribe monk pointed his finger at Fairy Qiuyan.
Her expression changed. Once a female cultivator enters the Lingtai realm, her appearance will undergo earth-shaking changes. Even an average-looking person, thanks to the blessing of magic power, looks lovely, and is actually called "ugly". This is a great shame and humiliation!
"Keep your mouth clean!" Fairy Qiuyan scolded.
"Yanzi, this person has nothing to say, and I think I will vent my anger for you..." Yan Yun said, spreading the five fingers of his right hand, about to have an attack.
"Senior Brother Yanyun, don't underestimate the enemy!"
Behind him, Fairy Lingluo's shout suddenly came.
"Thank you, Fairy, for reminding me." Yan Yun didn't look back. He glared at the leader of the Shui Tribe with a cold look, "You're blocking the way down for nothing. What do you want?"
"Stop talking nonsense, get out of here if you don't want to die!" said the leader of the Shui Tribe Jieran.
"Really! You're looking for death!" Yan Yun shouted loudly, raising his right arm.
A giant qi sword, about one foot long and one foot wide, suddenly appeared. It was bitter and cold, cutting through the sky, flashing like lightning, and slashed down.
The leader of the water tribe showed no fear. With three fingers of his left hand spread out, a round bead floated in the air. Its brilliance was like starlight, forming a barrier in front of him.
At the same time, the harpoon in his hand and the weapons in the hands of all the aquatic tribes were thrown at Yan Yun and Fairy Qiuyan indiscriminately like a goddess scattering flowers!
Unexpectedly, the force of the air sword was unpredictable. In just a flash, it had already passed through the barrier and was only a few steps away from the funny head of the leader of the water tribe!
Void sword!
With a seemingly random strike, Yan Yun actually used the superior technique of the Void Sword to turn the sword into gas, shield its traces with mana, pierce the void, and defeat the enemy unexpectedly.
The leader of the Shui Tribe was so frightened that he didn't care about his subordinates and quickly evaded.
Others don't know how difficult it is to use the Void Sword, but the Nanshan Sect monks know it well.
"Senior Brother Yanyun's move also contains endless back-ups, and I am invincible..." Liu Qing watched this scene, pondered for a moment, and sighed.
Fairy Lingluo didn't say anything, but looked at Yan Yun's back with a strange look, not knowing what she was thinking.
The Void Sword followed him like a shadow, chasing after the leader of the Water Tribe. He tried his best, but still couldn't get rid of the air sword. He was like an ant in a hot pot, trying to escape for his life.
The shrimp soldiers and crab generals were stunned by the scene in front of them. The leader who ran for his life in a hurry was their god-like leader. He was already very capable, but why did he become so useless when he came into contact with the human race?
"Kill...kill these ugly monsters..." The leader of the Shui Tribe was so ashamed that he still remembered to give the order.
But it was too late. Twenty pieces of fluorescent yellow paper suddenly appeared above the heads of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, like summoning spirits.
"What's this?"
"Paper charm, right?"
"Isn't it a kite? I heard that humans like to fly kites..."
All the shrimp soldiers and crab generals murmured to themselves, raising their heads and looking at the twenty four evil talismans.
The wind passed by, and twenty talismans suddenly burst into dazzling light. Immediately, the water and sky were surrounded by wind, fire, thunder and lightning.
There was an explosion, tearing the air apart and causing endless splashes of water.
It was like a huge thundercloud floating over the swamp, shocking and magnificent!
The shrimp soldiers and crab generals didn't even have time to shout, before they were turned into ashes and disappeared by the power of the Four Evil Talisman.
At this moment, the leader of the Shui tribe didn't know how powerful Yan Yun was. His face was ashen and he was about to sneak into the swamp.
"Hmph, you dare to call me ugly, how can I allow you to come and leave whenever you want?"
Yan Yun shouted, holding an iron-armed bow and firing four air arrows at his back.
The air arrows are like meteors, piercing the sky!
The leader of the Shui Tribe waved his hand, and the bead appeared in his hand, once again forming a barrier.
The function of the barrier was strange. It defied three arrows in succession before disappearing.
The fourth arrow was about to arrive in an instant. Half of the leader's body was already submerged in the water. There was no way to avoid it. His back was penetrated, and a stream of blood spurted out, mixing with the water of the big swamp.
"Why is this... so similar to the Moyuan Sect's technique?" Fairy Lingluo wondered in her heart.
At this time, Yan Yun had put away the iron-armed bow, jumped down from the back of the human-faced vulture like a roc, and walked quickly on the water!
His body moved forward slightly, his arms drooped at a small angle, and each hand held a dark blade.
Narrow sword!
