Chapter 257 Master Wuye, let's talk
The moment he saw Yu Yan being grabbed by Feng Su's arm, the man in blue rushed forward and pushed her away.

"presumptuous!"

Ji Wuye scolded him angrily.

Feng Su didn't expect Ji Wuye to rush up suddenly, he was caught off guard, he was pushed back a step by the strength of the opponent.

The palm and wrist were separated, and Feng Su's heart was also emptied.

But he didn't forget the most critical issue, Master was injured.

The man looked at her through the white jade mask, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were a little more stubborn than before.

Yu Yan touched the narrow bruise, it must have been injured in the Mortal Realm before, but she didn't pay attention.

"Accidentally knocked, don't worry."

Since the apprentice cared about her, Yu Yan did not plan to pursue the other party's behavior that was close to offense just now.

Someone on the other side is aggressive.

Ji Wuye: "Brother, it's better to be more careful in the future!"

Ji Wuye looked at Yu Yan's movement of grinding her wrist, and said stabbingly with the stick.

With his arms hanging down, Feng Su glanced at Ji Wuye, thinking that his junior had already remembered everything.

"Accidentally?" Feng Su asked in a low voice.

The man in white leaned in front of Yu Yan again, his eyes drooping, with inexplicable emotions circulating.

He didn't seem to believe it, and just listened to him asking word by word,

"Master, did you heal from the injury last time?"

That kind of trauma that seems to be cured by a low-level elixir has repeatedly appeared on Shizun's body, which is not right at all.

"Okay." Yu Yan raised her eyes and smiled.

"Let me see." Feng Su tugged at her sleeve, Yu Yan threw it away this time, "No need."

Feng Su froze.

Ji Wuye frowned tightly.

What was your injury last time?
What is the big brother talking about?
Being stared at by two pairs of eyes, Yu Yan had a headache.

"Didn't it mean that I need to help the teacher? Tell me, I have something to do later."

"Wuye, please come here, Master, I have something to tell her."

Ji Wuye received a voice transmission from the Qilin King in his sea of ​​knowledge.

He subconsciously looked at Yu Yan, and found that Master didn't seem to hear it at all.

Master couldn't hear the voice transmission that the Qilin King gave him...

As for the strength of the Qilin King, Ji Wuxiu had a measure.

"Master, this disciple wants to return to the sect."

Ji Wuye took a step forward.

I don't know if it was intentional, but he happened to stand between Feng Su and Yu Yan.

Cut off the sticky eyes of the big brother on the master.

Ji Wuye was in a better mood.

"Wu Ye, you are disobedient."

Before Yu Yan could respond, the Qilin King suddenly appeared.

He glanced at him with a smile, then turned his gaze to Yu Yan.

"Master Wuye, I want to talk to you."

Ji Wuye was anxious, "Master, we," go back.

Before she finished speaking, Yu Yan nodded and said, "Okay."

Watching the woman in white disappear following Ji Zao's figure.

Ji Wuye punched the pillar at hand.

"What did you mean just now? When did Master get hurt?"

After recovering his memory, he realized that he had been outside for more than two years.

He has no idea what happened in the past two years.

Ji Wuye's eyes were gloomy.

The moment Feng Su and him looked at each other, they suddenly saw some similar emotions in it, even if it passed away for a moment, it was unknown whether the other party intended it or not.

The man in white smiled softly.
"Junior brother wants to know?"

He raised his sword eyebrows under the mask, and approached Ji Wuye step by step, his breath fell on the other side's ear, "If you have the ability, ask the master yourself."

The veins in Ji Wuye's palm buckled by the door popped.

He is provocative.

(End of this chapter)

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