Emperor Yan's Domination: The Heaven-defying Demon Concubine Evils the World

Chapter 52
The masked men danced chaotically in the air, each cursing in their hearts.

What the hell was this gust of wind that made their blood surge again!

When they looked down, each of them wanted to cry, but his grandma's was about to fall again!
Jue Yan seemed to have sensed what this wind was that could blow away high-ranking fighters with seven or eight layers of true energy at will. His eyes lit up, and he cast a grateful light towards the east of the wind source. In response, he ran away again.

Yunyue on the big tree in the east hooked her fingers, and the picture just now was played backwards in her mind. She felt that the steps she had just done seemed to be basically the same as Yan Si's demonstration, so she nodded slightly satisfied.

"Yan Si, is that so?" Yunyue looked back at the shocked Yan Si with a light smile, and asked with a little confidence.

She didn't realize what kind of existence she was doing just now. Palm wind control is the basis of breath cultivation, and finger wind is the most basic stage. However, no matter how talented a warrior is, it will take at least a year and a half to practice finger wind It takes a long time to play the finger wind, and it may not be able to control it well.

Yan Si knew that Yunyue had already cultivated to the realm of vitality, and knew that she was highly talented, so he said just now that she could control it at will after only a few months of practice, and his words were extremely affirmative.

However, Yunyue showed her amazing talent in one fell swoop. She only watched him demonstrate once, and then followed the steps he demonstrated to shoot out the finger wind, and the finger wind did not lose control.

The way of gathering the breath, the subtlety of the finger wind, and the strength of the snap of the fingers, are all perfectly learned by her!
With just one glance, he can learn fingering skills for a year and a half. There is no word to describe this talent in all the books in the world.

"Yes!" Yan Si lightly tapped his slender fingers that were still in the air, and gave a compliment-like affirmation. He could vaguely see the blood-colored dark pool under his eyes, the torrents and undercurrents, and the expression under the mask, the dark light flowing.

"You've already learned it." Yan Si looked at Yunyue, who was humbly asking for advice, with eyes that seemed to be shocked or amazed, and a deep luster flashed in the swaying eyes, but it was fleeting.

Low-alcohol laughter gradually swayed, strands of black hair slid between the jointed five fingers, and pure air infiltrated with traces of mellowness.

Floating shadows flow, fog and clouds drag.

On the giant tree to the east, a man in purple ink stared deeply at the calm-looking woman in his arms, and sighed for a while.

She learned to control the wind in one fell swoop, struck while the iron was hot, and went directly to the main task of practicing palm wind. He responded with a smile, and slowly practiced the more difficult palm wind in front of her.

She only watched it once, according to his slow-speed rehearsal, methodical rehearsal, and the movements are still done in one go. The palm wind of vitality is really a destructive state of destruction, and the difficulty of controlling it is higher than that of true qi. It cannot be manipulated at will, but she has practiced countless times, and after an hour, she can already control it normally.

Yunyue shook the breath flowing freely in the palm, her hands trembled slightly, the palm wind gathered, and trembled again, the palm wind sank into the palm.

"Palm wind—" Yunyue's eyes slightly raised, and she smiled very shallowly. The air flowing around her had a hint of sweetness. When her beautiful eyes blinked, wisps of bright light appeared and slowly faded away.

Yunyue shook hands, half a month of confusion finally dissipated, her heart brightened, at least she "started from the beginning", it was considered a step forward.

"Thank you, Yan Si." Yunyue turned her head to look at Yan Si with an unclear expression, her brows were beating with dazzling joy, she leaned into his arms, rubbing a solemn expression of gratitude into his chest.

"Don't thank you! You are not allowed to thank you in the future!" Yan Si's eyes were still bright and light, but the brows that were rarely frowned were furrowed with displeasure, and the handsome face under the mask also had an unidentified dark glow .

He didn't like her thank you. When the word of thank you came out of her mouth, he seemed to be pushed away by an invisible force. He didn't need her to thank him, he didn't need her to be grateful, he just wanted to be needed by her normally.

Yunyue noticed a subtle change in Yan Si's tone, and silently responded.

Yan Si pressed against the top of Yunyue's head, rubbing it slowly, but his mood was very complicated. He wanted to take her by his side directly, but from her words, he could tell that she was reluctant to part with her family, so he had to take it slowly .

On the east side, the golden disc that was half covered before has completely floated above the horizon and gradually moved to the sky. The warm sunlight pierced through the clouds and sank into the giant tree in the eastern fairyland, passing through the densely intertwined foliage gaps.

The crimson golden streamer was caught in fragments and poured onto the ground.

Sunlight sinks into the pristine mud and is inhaled by exotic flowers and plants. The pure air is gradually filled with the fresh smell of exotic flowers and plants.

A gust of air rising from the ground, surging upwards, rushed to the top of the tree with the fragrance, and the air flow with fresh fragrance, circling and circling at the feet of a purple ink and a snow-white figure, diffused quickly, and soon filled the tree. top.

The fragrance of exotic flowers and herbs wrapped in the fragrance of new soil, with the shallow breathing, enters the lungs, and spreads a comfortable coolness in the body, which makes people feel comfortable and refreshed.

Yan Si handed the book to Yunyue, his blood-colored eyes flickered with transparent soft light, he was silent for a while, and was going to explain to Yunyue what kind of existence this book was.

As soon as Yunyue took the book, she saw the speckled sunlight under her feet, and a gentle face with gentle eyes and a kind face suddenly flashed in her mind.

"Yan Si, I'm leaving first, and I'll be back to see you soon." Yunyue quickly put away the books, waved goodbye to Yan Si, turned and left.

The phrase "Come back to see you soon" was violently turbulent in Yan Si's mind, and the childish voice in the depths of his soul slowly sounded.

The two sounds are different, but the words are the same.

She said she would be back soon, but he only had the fear that she would never come back.

"Impossible!" Yan Si's mind seemed to be firmly grasped by something, and when he realized it, he rushed forward with fear and locked her in his arms.

Can't go!Can't leave!

(End of this chapter)