Boxer

Chapter 920 Seven Tears of Heroes, Sons and Daughters ([-])

On the way to Qingyue Mountain, Yan Yin did not use the technique of floating light and skimming shadows to bring Ye Qingwu there in one step, but flew slowly like Ye Qingwu.

And Ye Qingwu did not use her self-created flying technique, but flew at the same speed as an ordinary practitioner.

Following behind Yan Yin, Ye Qingwu secretly looked at the figure in front of her, with an unconcealable smile in her eyes, and a red glow appeared on her delicate and pretty face from time to time, she didn't know that she was Thinking about something.

The cloud that covered her body has been removed by her, and she finally gets to be alone with Yan Yin, she doesn't want to leave Yan Yin with only a hazy human-shaped cloud.

To some extent, Ye Qingwu is very similar to Qing Xi.

It's just that Qingxi missed her chance to love, while Ye Qingwu waited for her chance to love.

Tears break the sword, love is sad.

Feasting, drinking, green, and gentle township, drunk and dreaming of dead heroes.

Is Yan Yin a hero?

In the eyes of others, maybe he is, but in his own eyes, he does not regard himself as a hero.

What is a hero.

Iron-blooded pride, chivalrous and courageous, strong and powerful.

In order to save the common people, people who can give their lives are heroes.

Perhaps, Yan Yin used to be iron-blooded, heroic and courageous, but now he, after going through so many things, only hopes to slowly spend the rest of his life with the one he loves. people.

So when facing Ye Qingwu's question, he wavered.

After flying for a while, Yan Yin remembered Qing Ya's matter, so she stopped and turned around to ask Ye Qingwu where her master is now.

However, before he opened his mouth, Ye Qingwu, who was thinking about things all the way, didn't notice that Yan Yin stopped, and bumped into his arms all of a sudden.

This made Ye Qingwu's blushing little face even more blushing, like a ripe peach, making people want to take a bite.

"Ah, Fang...Brother Fang, I...I" hurriedly left Yan Yin's arms, Ye Qingwu's pretty face was flushed and she lowered her head at a loss as she kept saying.

Seeing Ye Qingwu like this, Yan Yin couldn't help laughing and said, "Qingwu, what were you thinking just now?"

"I'm thinking... ah no...," Ye Qingwu said halfway, only to realize that she had slipped her tongue, and hurriedly waved her hands and said, "No, no,"

As she spoke, Ye Qingwu lowered her head and fiddled with the corners of her clothes with her little hands in a daze, like a little girl who made a mistake.

It stands to reason that Ye Qingwu is a strong person of the seventh rank of Lingsheng, so she shouldn't be so introverted, but when she was in Qingyue Mountain, she either practiced in closed doors or studied spells alone in the Zangshu Peak, and rarely communicated with others , even if there were, it would be her master Wan Xue, head teacher Wan Xin and Qing Ya.

Of course, in front of them, Ye Qingwu was quite normal, not so introverted and shy.

But I don't know why, in front of Yan Yin, she always feels that she can't let go. Although she really wants to puff up her chest and look into Yan Yin's eyes and talk openly, but as soon as she touches Yan Yin's eyes, she will My heart was like a bunny bumping around, and my originally calm heart suddenly became chaotic like a sea in a storm.

In this way, she will become "behind her ears blushing, bowing her head silently and flicking her clothes,"

Seeing Ye Qingwu's pretty face flushed and her head lowered, she didn't dare to look at herself, and her little hands were fiddling with the corners of her clothes. Yan Yin couldn't help but recall the scene when she first saw her in Nanfang College that year. Ye Qingwu back then was the same as now, just as shy and cute.

Shaking his head and smiling, Yan Yin stepped forward and reached out to hold Ye Qingwu's shoulder.

Feeling the warmth on her shoulders, Ye Qingwu couldn't help but look up at Yan Yin.

"Qingwu, do you know why Big Brother Fang always regards you as your younger sister?" Looking at Ye Qingwu's beautiful eyes, Yan Yin couldn't help but secretly compared with Ye Qingchen. Ye Qingwu was small and pure, while Ye Qingchen It is light and bright.

Hearing Yan Yin's question, Ye Qingwu was taken aback for a moment, then bit her lip and shook her head.

"It's because you're always so shy and blushing so easily," Yan Yin said with a teasing smile.

As soon as Yan Yin's words fell, Ye Qingwu's eyes turned red, and a trace of crystal slowly overflowed.

Hastily lowering her head, Ye Qingwu bit her lip and remained silent.

"Of course, this is also my favorite place for Qingwu." He raised Ye Qingwu's chin with one hand, and Yan Yin gently wiped away the crystals in Ye Qingwu's eyes with the other hand and said, "Don't cry, cry Not good looking,"

"No," Ye Qingwu bit her lips tightly and reached out to hug Yan Yin's waist tightly with an expression of grievance, "I'm going to cry, I'm going to cry,"

As she spoke, Ye Qingwu burst into tears like a child in Yan Yin's arms.

Crying and crying, not knowing where she got the courage, she opened her mouth and bit Yan Yin's arm.

Oh my good boy, Yan Yin's body has undergone three transformations, this mouthful will not only not hurt him, but will also destroy his teeth.

Fortunately, Yan Yin's eyes were quick and his heart was quick, so he hurriedly softened his body, otherwise, Ye Qingwu's snow-white and beautiful teeth would really collapse.

Well, Ye Qingwu really didn't show mercy to Yan Yin by biting down on it.

As if using all her strength, Ye Qingwu bit Yan Yin's arm hard.

Ye Qingwu's love turns into hatred when love becomes strong. She likes Yan Yin very much, but Yan Yin gave her a reason to send her away because she only treats her as a younger sister. Now it's hard to wait until Yan Yin comes back , and the two of them also have the possibility of further development. At this moment, Yan Yin's intimacy with Ye Qingwu released Ye Qingwu's grievances towards Yan Yin hidden in his heart.

Ye Qingwu's method of releasing emotions is also simple, I just cry, I bite when I am tired from crying, and cry again when my teeth are sour.

I don't fight with you either, I have grievances in my heart, I have bitterness in my heart, I cry, I have grievances in my heart, I bite you to relieve my hatred.

She is so simple, so pure and so kind, she is Ye Qingwu, the shy and lovely Ye Qingwu.

Just like that, Yan Yin let Ye Qingwu cry and bite in his arms for a while.

Pushing it away is of course impossible, there is no way, Yan Yin can only pat Ye Qingwu's back to relieve the grievance in her heart.

It is impossible to say that Yan Yin was not so tempted by Ye Qingwu, maybe not at the beginning, but when she hugged her at Qingyue Mountain at Ye Qingwu's request, Yan Yin had a feeling at that time. The feeling of wanting to hold her forever and not let go, but then Ye Qingwu gradually faded in his arms, and finally turned into a cloud and left.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Yin suddenly felt that there was no longer pain in his arm, and Ye Qingwu's crying gradually became much quieter.

After careful observation, I don't know whether Ye Qingwu was tired from crying or because his caress made Ye Qingwu feel very comfortable, so she fell asleep in Yan Yin's arms.

This really made Yan Yin helpless, but also made him feel distressed.

Not daring to disturb Ye Qingwu's peaceful sleep, Yan Yin caressed Ye Qingwu's back, then looked around, saw a hill not far away, and flew towards it.

Finding a stone to lean against, Yan Yin carefully hugged the sleeping Ye Qingwu in his arms.

Caressing Ye Qingwu's back, Yan Yin couldn't help sighing inwardly as he looked at the wet tears in the corners of the sleeping jade man's eyes.

To be honest, Ye Qingwu is indeed a very good girl. She is good-looking and intelligent. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to create such a powerful flying technique. She has good strength. Looking at the world, within a hundred years There are not many people who can cultivate to the seventh level of Holy Spirit.

Even someone as intelligent as Su Yanying is only at the fourth level of Lingsheng now.

Because of the Vulcan, Ye Qingchen is only at the first level of Lingsheng.

It can be said that they are all disciples of Qingyue Mountain, and they practiced earlier than Ye Qingwu, but Ye Qingwu came from behind, surpassed the two of them in less than a few decades and became the top powerhouse in the world.

It's just that she is low-key and has never shown her strength in front of outsiders, so not many people in the world know her.

Just when Yan Yin was thinking about these things, the sound of fighting suddenly came from a distance.

"Yanyun, you can't run away. Today you have only two choices, either join my Youfeng Sect, or hand over the secret fragrance recipe from the Anxiang Pavilion, otherwise, you will die," said a cold and heartless The voice came into Yan Yin's ears.

Because Yan Yin's whole body was restrained, and his back was leaning against a boulder, those people didn't notice Yan Yin and Ye Qingwu.

Hearing Yan Yun's name, Yan Yin couldn't help but look back.

A few miles away, two figures were fighting non-stop.

Those were two women, and Yan Yin knew both of them.

One of them is Yanyun, the only remaining disciple of Anxiang Pavilion, and the other is Lingyue, the suzerain of Youfeng Sect.

Looking at the strength of the two of them, Lingyue is the fifth-level spiritual saint, and Yan Yun is the peak of the second-level spiritual saint.

Judging from the situation in the arena, Lingyue has the upper hand, while Yanyun is at the disadvantage and has many scars on her body, her clothes are not so complete, and many places have been torn.

Regardless of the snow-white jade skin protruding from the torn part of the clothes, Yanyun was fighting with Lingyue, and flew towards Yanyin with a cold drink in her mouth, "It's delusional to want me to join your Youfeng sect." , it is even more impossible to obtain the secret fragrance formula of my Anxiang Pavilion, "

"Hmph..." With a cold snort, Lingyue followed Yanyun closely and said, "Your Anxiang Pavilion has been destroyed for many years, and you have been hiding in the western borders all these years to plan to rebuild the Anxiang Pavilion. You think I don't know, today you If it is not as good as my wish, I will order the disciples of this sect to destroy the foundation you have worked so hard to build, "

"You...you are despicable," Yan Yun said angrily after hearing Lingyue's words, "I have no grievances with you in Anxiang Pavilion, why do you treat me like this?"

"Hmph, do you want to know the reason, then I'll tell you," Lingyue sneered, "If you want to blame, you can only blame Suya for letting her escape without telling us. Otherwise, we can let her Be a puppet Lord of Southern Border, and control the entire Southern Border, "

"Okay, very good," Yan Yun said with an exasperated smile, "So it's because of this reason, thanks to the fact that our Anxiang Pavilion ranks with you as one of the top ten strange gates in Western Xinjiang. In my opinion, you are not worthy at all."

With a cold snort, Ling Yue said, "Looking for death,"

As she said that, Lingyue hit Yanyun fiercely with a spell.

Yan Yun dodged and was hit in no hurry, she flew upside down and fell towards the mountain where Yan Yin was.

Originally, Yan Yin didn't want to meddle in this nosy business, but this woman Yan Yun is really not a bad person, Su Ya's life was saved by her, on the other hand, Ling Yue, since he participated in the Tang Wu Conference, he has been with this person There are festivals.

Looking down at Ye Qingwu who was still sleeping soundly, Yan Yin stretched out his hand and flicked, a force caught Yan Yun, and then grabbed Lingyue with his big hand.

"Soul Devourer, God Forbidden," whispered, a powerful suction came out of Yanyin's hand, and Lingyue shouted in horror when she wanted to escape, it instantly burst into a cloud of blood mist towards Yanyin's body Condensed in the hands.

The sudden scene stunned Yanyun, just when she wondered what was going on, a voice rang in her ear, "Miss Yanyun, good people will be rewarded, so rebuild the dark fragrance Pavilion, if you need anything in the future, you can go to northern Xinjiang, "

Hearing this voice, Yan Yun was startled for a moment, then hurriedly looked around and shouted, "Dingbeihou, Dingbeihou, is that you?"

Yan Yin didn't make a sound, but quietly submerged Lingyue's blood ball into Yan Yun's body with a flick of her fingers, and then left here using the technique of floating light and skimming shadows.