Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

"I didn't expect that you have a not-so-good-natured yellow-haired girl who has a pretty good talent in medicine." Lu Zizhen said that the person was Huang Yueying.

Huang Yueying, who had a bad temper, suddenly froze with an arrogant and rude smile on her face.

Shen Gunian: Hahaha, I just like Master Lu when you speak out.

Lu Zizhen didn't seem to notice Huang Yueying's ugly face, he turned to Du Yuan and said, "A draw, what do you think?"

In Fengyumen, Huang Yueying was the only one who successfully refined the fourth-grade elixir.

It was agreed long before the start of this competition that both sides have a disciple who has successfully refined the elixir, and a draw is the best result.

"Of course." Du Yuan felt relieved, both on his face and in his heart.

Lin Liqun's order is absolutely not to lose, but if there is a tie, the competition between Fengyumen and Hanmenzong will not count.

The succession of Fengyumen only gave Qiansi Talisman.

"In that case, bring the Thousand Silk Talisman." Lu Zizhen stretched out his hand.

Du Yuan directed to Huang Zifeng who was beside him: "Give the Qiansi Talisman that has been prepared to Master Maoyue."

Huang Zifeng responded and handed the only thousand-silk talisman to Lu Zizhen.

Lu Zizhen got the Thousand Silk Talisman, and he waved his sleeves in satisfaction and said: "The spell discussion between the two sects is over today, and I will leave."

After finishing speaking, he directly signaled Shen Gunian, Han Luoying, and the rest of Yaodao's disciples to return to the sect.

Du Yuan ordered Huang Zifeng to send Lu Zizhen and others away, and hurriedly turned and left.

Shen Gunian looked thoughtfully at the direction Du Yuan was leaving, and lowered his sense of existence to follow behind Lu Zizhen.

After Lu Zizhen threw out the fairy boat, everyone sat on the fairy boat and flew away from Fengyumen, followed by several disciples led by Huang Zifeng.

Shen Gunian said to Lu Zizhen: "Master Lu, the disciple's spiritual power is greatly consumed in refining the elixir today, so go back to the room and meditate first."

Lu Zizhen waved his hand and agreed.

Han Luoying was surrounded by several medicine disciples, chirping and admiring, congratulating Han Luoying for winning the competition and bringing honor to the sect.

But Han Luoying's mind was focused on Shen Gunian's leaving back, and she was distracted by the topic of her juniors and sisters.

Until Huang Zifeng suddenly approached with his sword, floated beside the fairy boat, bowed and bowed, and said loudly and nervously, "Miss Han, I'm going down to Huang Zifeng."

Han Luoying turned her head to look at Huang Zifeng, blinked her eyes lightly, and said softly, "I don't know, Fellow Daoist Huang, what's the matter?"

Huang Zifeng had fallen in love with Han Luoying at first sight when he first saw her. With excitement, he asked earnestly, "I don't know, I don't know Miss Han, do you have a Taoist companion?"

Several disciples of Yaodao were listening, and they all showed a clear look, and left one after another.

Even Lu Zizhen, who was careless, went back to the room very wisely.

Now, on the deck of the fairy boat, only Han Luoying and Huang Zifeng were left.

Annoyance flashed across Han Luoying's eyes, but a sense of vanity welled up in her heart, she drooped her eyes shyly, and pursed the corners of her lips: "There is no..."

Huang Zifeng was overjoyed: "Would Miss Han be willing to be with me..."

Han Luoying interrupted him: "Fellow Daoist Huang, I'm sorry, although I don't have a Taoist partner, I have a sweetheart... It's just that the other party doesn't like me."

Huang Zifeng froze for a few seconds, feeling jealous deep in his heart, and clenched his fists: "I don't know who is Miss Han's sweetheart?"

Han Luoying hesitated to speak and looked at the cabin, her eyes sadly drooping: "Friend Huang, I'm afraid Luo Ying will disappoint you, please don't mention it again."

After finishing speaking, Han Luoying hurriedly walked, hid her face in the cabin with her heartbroken, leaving Huang Zifeng standing on the deck with jealous eyes.

Who was it that failed Miss Han's wishes?

Thinking about the direction where Han Luoying's eyes fell just now, Huang Zifeng suddenly realized, could it be him?

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Shen Gunian returned to the room, unaware of what happened just now.

He closed the door, took out the teleportation talisman, and followed Jimo Qing's instructions to observe that the flying boat was about to reach the boundary governed by Fengyumen.

In the sect protection array that was about to pass through the wind and rain gate, the teleportation talisman was activated by spiritual power to open the teleportation entrance.

The teleportation talisman was dyed into ashes, and without wind, it automatically condensed into a torn gray gap, and a figure stumbled out of the gap.

Shen Gunian just wanted to help him up, when suddenly the celestial boat shook violently like a mountain shaking.

"What's going on?" Shen Gunian was surprised, and hurried to the window, quietly opened the window to look out.

I saw that half of Xianzhou passed through the sect protection formation of Fengyumen, and half of it seemed to be stuck and unable to move.

"Stop." Huang Zifeng's voice sounded, and the disciples guarding the border surrounded the fairy boat one after another, staring at the fairy boat warily.

"It's because of me."

Shen Gunian subconsciously turned his head to look at the man who walked out of the teleportation talisman. Two daggers were stabbed into his back, shining with the light of thunder and lightning.

"Ahem...the Suoling dagger behind me has been cursed, as long as it touches the protective barrier, it will be discovered." Han Shi half-kneeled on the ground, his voice rough.

Shen Gunian frowned slightly, Jimo Qing acted cautiously and took steps at every step, it was impossible not to think of this.

Sure enough, Huang Zifeng and others landed in the fairy boat one after another, and when they asked to enter the fairy boat to check, there was a loud noise from the wind and rain gate.

The loud bang was accompanied by a world-shattering coercion, and the whole world shook violently.

Amidst the shaking, the fairy boat slowly flew past the sect-protecting formation.

Shen Gunian warned: "You stay in the room well."

After finishing speaking, he opened the door and walked outside, listening to the sound of fighting with other disciples in the distance.

Even though they were far apart, everyone still felt that two powerful forces were tearing each other apart.

"Huang Zifeng, is that your unique farewell ceremony for Fengyumen?" Shen Gunian asked in surprise, "The handwriting is quite big, and there are fireworks?"

The fight in the distance is comparable to destroying the world, and the birds and beasts are startled.

Huang Zifeng's face turned dark when he heard it: "No!"

Lu Zizhen looked into the distance with a solemn expression: "With such a powerful coercion, the lowest cultivation level is two Nascent Soul cultivators."

Hearing the words, Shen Gunian said with lingering fear in his heart: "Master Lu, let's go quickly, I'm afraid it will be bad if we hit the fish pond later."

"Besides, look at their clan-protecting formation. It was stuck just now. It is estimated that the two big brothers broke their formation during the fight. Fortunately, they can come out now that they are back to normal. What should I do if I'm trapped?" Shen Gu Nian said seriously.

Huang Zifeng looked at Xianzhou subconsciously, and as Shen Gunian said, he had already flown out of the sect-protecting formation, so the short stagnation just now might really be caused by the fight between those two powerful men.

"Elder Lu, Zifeng is reckless, please don't blame Elder Lu." Huang Zifeng raised his hand to signal his disciples to make way.

Lu Zizhen said meaningfully: "The noble family is in a catastrophe, and should have helped, but unfortunately, I have more than enough energy, so I can only take my disciples away first."

Huang Zifeng wanted to rush back to the sect impatiently, so he didn't care about these things, so he said something casually, and Yu Jian hurried back to the sect.

The fairy boat flew away from the territory governed by Fengyumen smoothly, and the surrounding scenery was also uninhabited, and the mountains and rivers could be seen at a glance.

When Shen Gunian returned to the room, he immediately saw the bloody dagger on the floor of the room, and Han Shi who was sitting cross-legged.

Shen Gunian didn't bother him, his eyes fell on the portal of the teleportation talisman that hadn't been closed yet, feeling anxious and irritable in his heart.

After about half a cup of tea time, the entrance and exit of the teleportation talisman gradually faded, and suddenly a white figure walked out from the crack.

Shen Gu Nian immediately stood up, and before he had time to rejoice, he saw Jimo Qing's body swaying slightly, his face changed drastically, and he supported him: "Brother, are you injured?"