Painting soul master of another world

The palace in the wind and snow was as cold as it looked, and the wind was bitter. Ye Yunhan and Qiu Luobai stood talking in the wind and snow, but they gradually forgot the cold. After an unknown period of time, the barrier outside the palace finally disappeared. Ye Yunhan watched Lord Lingyun's spiritual power disappear into the wind and snow, and leisurely evoked a gentle smile, and then softly said to his friend: "Luo Bai, I'll go in first, you can do whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, he walked directly to the Hall of Questioning Heart, ignoring whether Qiu Luobai behind him was following or not. Naturally, Qiu Luobai would not follow. He didn't want to see his friend showing such a smile in front of Ling Yun. It simply made him feel that his friend's pride was gone.

Ye Yunhan walked towards the Wenxin Pavilion with ease, he had already expected that the master would retreat there, and he did not guess wrong...

In the windy and snowy courtyard, a young man wearing a blue and white robe stood in the middle of the courtyard, his silver hair was blown away by the wind and snow, flying wantonly. At this moment, the man was dressed in plain cold, holding the scroll of chasing life in his hand, Looking at the Samuume in the courtyard, standing still, it seems to be able to transcend time.

When Ye Yunhan walked into the courtyard, he saw such splendor. The volume of life-chasing slips in Ling Yunjun's hands was particularly eye-catching, exuding a bit of an aura that was not in the world. Such a heaven-defying thing has already become a teacher's honor. foil.

"Master." Ye Yunhan restrained his mind and looked at Lord Ling Yun's back. Even though he had done all the psychological construction, but in the moment he faced this person, all the words he had prepared disappeared in smoke. The only thing I can say is such a title that represents the relationship and shackles between them.

"What's the matter?" Ling Yun asked without turning around. He didn't think Ye Yunhan should be here at this moment, because every disciple should quietly find a place to retreat after participating in the Zongmen Grand Competition, and only his disciples did this. Maverick, there is still time to hang around with him.

"The disciple got two magical weapons in the secret realm, one has been refined, and the other is left..." Ye Yunhan didn't go on without you, because at this moment, Lord Lingyun has turned around, and the elegance of his whole body sets off His handsome face is really like a real fairy, even if he is standing in the courtyard where the wind and snow are blowing, he doesn't seem to be affected by the wind and snow in the slightest.

"Present." Ling Yun's tone was too cold, so cold that Ye Yunhan thought that sentence was an illusion, but the monk's eyes and ears are so sensitive, he clearly knew that his master said that, since that person said it, Ye Yunhan naturally Nor will it be violated.

Summoned the traces of the water-attribute magic weapon that had been suppressed in the soul, and then placed it horizontally in front of Ling Yun, and it bloomed smoothly in an instant, all the water elements of Qingquan Peak were moving closer to the magic weapon, Ye Yunhan set up an enchantment, It could be regarded as slightly blocking the movement of the artifact, but the moment it came into contact with the brilliance of the artifact, the enchantment shattered, and was finally replaced by Ling Yun, who reacted in a timely manner.

Speaking of which, it was the first time for Ye Yunhan to implement such a barrier, but he didn't expect that he would fail because of the divine weapon. Thinking about it, the master must punish him to practice it! !

Ye Yunhan had already guessed Ling Yun's attitude clearly at this moment, and Ling Yun...he was not very angry. After all, he knew the identity of the disciple, and also knew that the disciple was not very good at using other spells, but even if he was not angry, Nor can this person be exempted from the next punishment.