"Junior Sister Wen! I knew you weren't dead yet!"

"Junior Sister Wen, you are still alive!"

The two white-clothed sword cultivators shouted in surprise just as they saw Wen Yun, and before they got close, they were all surprised. This iconic rough voice was Zhu Erchong and Bao Pilong.

When they walked to Wen Yun, the two big and thick men had their eyes red, and Bao Pilong even pulled Zhu Erchong's sleeve and blew his nose before he could speak.

"That day, you were sneak attacked and stabbed by Xie Xun, and you disappeared. They all said you were kidnapped by the Xie family. We don't believe it and have been looking for you."

On that day, Wen Yun suddenly disappeared under the eyes of everyone. Qianjianzi and others uniformly claimed that Wen Yun was kidnapped by the Xie family.

Because the two brothers of the Xie family were missing at the same time, everyone was not suspicious, just thinking that someone had taken them away with the same hidden technique as Xie Shiyi.

But the Qingliu Sword Sect didn't believe it. They wanted to save Wen Yun at that time, but they were stopped by thousands of miles away!

The old man even sent Qian Lishen to apologize afterwards, saying that he was trying to capture the people of the Xie family as soon as possible, not for Wen Yun. This was just a misunderstanding. I hope all fellow Taoists of the Qingliu Sword Sect can understand it, etc.

However, although the sword cultivators are straightforward, they are not stupid either.

They keenly noticed that the seniors of Qianqian seemed to be fighting for something. Thinking of the huge power of Wen Yun's golden elixir when it showed up, and remembering that Xie Mian actually stole Wen Yun's golden elixir, just thinking that they were fighting for Wen Yun's golden elixir for their descendants.

After all, no one knows whether they have ever given birth to a waste grandson like Xie Mian.

More importantly, they really can't think of other reasons.

This speculation made the senior brothers and sisters feel more and more pitiful to Wen Yun. Senior Sister Meng Ran even ran outside the yard that night and cried and scolded the old dog that night.

Their hair was greasy, their white shirts were almost gray, and their faces were haggard, not as energetic as usual, but they still smiled sincerely at Wen Yun.

"We later entrusted Qian Lishen... By the way, although he looked strange in the monsters, he was quite righteous, and Jiang Si was also. They were all helping us find you near Chuxue Island."

Zhu Erchong immediately took over the conversation: "Later, I really couldn't find it, so we divided our troops into two groups. Senior Sister Mengran took the others back to the sect to report what happened at this sword competition. Let's come to Xuantian Secret Realm to find medicine for you."

The sword competition that originally thought was just a competition was full of twists and turns. As soon as the two saw Wen Yun, they had countless words to say, and the woods became extremely lively for a moment.

Ye Shubai watched quietly from a distance, not moving forward.

Since the two pieces of Jade Infant fragments were fused, his body has become much solidified, and he can even control whether he wants to show his body.

These days, he and her were the only ones in the Xuantian Secret Realm, so Ye Shubai has never hidden his existence, but now he deliberately restrains his breath and sense of existence.

He had long known that Wen Yun was very fond of those young disciples. After all, young people like Qingliu Sword Sect are quite open-minded, and Wen Yun, who is also open-minded, is the same type of people as them.

Unlike him, he is old-fashioned and deserted, and he is always alone. From his namelessness to his voice and spiritual cultivation, he is all alone.

I think Wen Yun can only get along with a boring old man like him these days, and I feel so bored.

And if he went out rashly, it would probably make Wen Yun feel embarrassed and it would be difficult to explain his identity. After all, his identity has long become particularly sensitive in the Qingliu Sword Sect.

Ye Shubai quietly took a step back.

However, before he could hide his clothes, Wen Yun, who was pulled by his two senior brothers, had turned around and walked towards him at some point, grabbed his hand, and pulled him out from behind the bushes.

"Don't you go and see your disciples?"

Ye Shubai rarely hesitated: "If I were here, you might not be very comfortable."

Wen Yun replied casually: "I am not comfortable if you are not here."

Then he pulled him out and appeared in front of Zhu Er Chong and Bao Pilong so that these two people could see what the image spokesperson of sword cultivator is.

As expected, the two of them couldn't help but stutter slightly when Ye Shubai appeared.

Bao Pilong said angrily: "Damn, this brother is actually better than Jiang Si..."

Zhu Erchong stroked his beard and whispered: "More than that, I feel that he is almost catching up with me..."

They have never seen good-looking male cultivators, but in terms of elegance and gentleness, Yuqinghong of the Yu family is one; in terms of being elegant and handsome, Jiang Si has been jealous of a lot of people at the beginning. Even themselves, when they draw their swords, they can still make their junior sisters cheer.

However, now Ye Shubai is standing in front of him, they only feel as if they are facing a beautiful and lofty snow-capped mountain, high and cold, which makes people feel inexplicably afraid and look up to him, and they dare not compete with him at all.

"He saved me that day, and he was from our tenth peak..."

Hearing this, Zhu Erchong's vigilance was swept away. He laughed and took the conversation without waiting for Wen Yun to speak: "It turns out he is a fellow disciple of the Tenth Peak! The Tenth Peak is really hidden, and there is such an excellent junior brother hidden!"

This is the straightforward sword cultivator. Anyone who cherishes the friendship between the same family outside, and when he returns to the sect, he starts to look down on each other's heads, and always yells to draw the sword to compete.

Bao Pilong also put on Ye Shubai's shoulders familiarly and smiled: "What's the surname of junior brother?"

Ye Shubai: "Leaf."

"Junior Brother Ye! Since you are a fellow disciple, you don't need to be so reserved. Senior brothers will definitely take care of you as you care about Junior Sister Wen!"

Zhu Erchong generously put on the other side of the new junior brother's shoulder and smiled: "His name is Bao Pilong, my name is Zhu Erchong. We are both disciples of the eleventh generation. There are some seniority in the sect. If someone dares to bully you in the future, just report our name!"

Wen Yun secretly glanced at Ye Shubai, who looked calm and calm, and asked quietly through his mental power: "Which generation of disciple are you?"

Ye Shubai said coldly: "Seventh generation."

Oh, waiver.

Two senior brothers, do you know that the ancestors you are holding are the highest-ranking ancestors?

Wen Yun decided not to scare the two of them. She told Ye Shubai: "It's better to pretend to be a junior brother. Look, calling a junior brother is more younger than calling a master, right? Are you feeling uncomfortable when you call a disciple like Senior Brother Zhu?"

Ye Shubai glanced at Zhu Erchong, who was bearded and anxious, and didn't say anything.

So Master Ye became Junior Brother Ye like this.

After knowing that Wen Yun was rescued by Junior Brother Ye and then accidentally entered the Xuantian Secret Realm, Zhu Erchong was amazed and talked about many things that happened outside.

"Junior Sister Wen, we didn't know you were actually thanked for your teacher..."

His voice was rumored, as if he didn't know what to call Xie Mian.

Finally, he just sighed and continued, "Everyone originally thought he was a swordsman, but because his family background was extraordinary, he didn't look down on us, so he rarely interacted, but he didn't expect you to suffer such grievances at Xie Mian."

"We sword cultivators have always been happy to avenge you. We all see you so much that you have a great hatred for pulling your sword. However, Senior Sister Liu has a deep friendship with him, and she seems to be quite sad, so she was eliminated in the first round of the Sword Competition. The day before returning to the sect, we saw her crying in front of the Xie family's previous yard, and I don't know how to comfort her."

Seeing this, Bao Pilong quickly changed the topic: "What are you doing to say this? Junior Sister Wen escaped from death. We should celebrate. Brother Zhu, do you have any wine there?"

"What wine do you drink? Junior Sister Wen is still a little girl, so she can't drink it."

"No, this is the fruit wine that Senior Sister Mengran has left me before, it is not intoxicating."

These two people were born with a happy personality. They immediately smiled and joked about Wen Yun. Because it was too late and it was inconvenient to move, they simply took out a lot of food from mustard sacs and started to drink it with fire and warm wine.

Ye Shubai sat quietly on the side and watched the excitement there, then lowered his eyes silently, not knowing what he was thinking.

There seemed to be an invisible gap between him and others, and it was always difficult to integrate into it.

Wen Yun's gaze quietly fell on Ye Shubai's face, and then he reached out and gently pulled his sleeve.

He turned his face slightly and looked back at her. The flames reflected his particularly thick and slender eyelashes trembled, and a heavy shadow fell on his eyes.

Sure enough, she is several times more beautiful than Jiang Si.

She leaned against him and took out the pheasant she had slaughtered during her treasure hunt with a smile: "Come on, bake it, this is what Senior Brother Ye just hunted, it looks fat."

This sentence successfully brought Ye Shubai into the topic.

The two of them smiled and picked up the fat chicken. When they were ready to finish the skewers and grilled them, Zhu Erchong, who saw the color of the chicken feathers, shook his hand and almost dropped the chicken into the fire.

"Damn! Junior Brother Ye, how did you catch this chicken!"

Zhu Erchong and Bao Pilong swallowed their saliva and stared at the chicken foolishly.

It looks so familiar.

Isn’t this the second peak of the peak of Zhenfeng Lingji?

The chicken was kept on the top of the second peak like an old man. The chicken coop was woven with soft silk, and the food it ate was spiritual rice that could only be exchanged for the best spiritual jade. As for what it is...

The current second peak master once told me seriously: "This chicken is a spiritual chicken domesticated by a certain master. It is said that after being guided by the immortals, he has lived for more than 500 years. One day, it may not be possible to ascend directly."

In addition to long life, the chicken flew fast. A bold disciple once wanted to pull two hairs secretly, but even the sword could not catch up with the chicken's speed.

So in private, everyone calls the chicken crowing...

Helicopter chicken.

Who is Junior Brother Ye? How dare you hurt such a spiritual chicken!

Half an hour later, the two men took cumin and the other took pepper and salt, and tried their best to sprinkle on the chicken, and sniffed them.

"It's so fragrant! It turns out that the helicopter chicken was brought out from the Xuantian Secret Realm. Junior Brother Ye, let's catch two more to eat tomorrow!"

"good."

Ye Shubai sat upright on the side, and rarely responded, and then pressed Zhu Erchong's hand that was about to throw wild peppers into the chicken: "This is not allowed, Wen Yun cannot eat it."

Zhu Erchong: "I remember even the taste? Junior Brother Ye, it seems that you are really a considerate person with a cold face and a warm heart."

Ye Shubai's eyes were low and he didn't say anything. He knew that he was not a considerate person. He had always remembered things related to swords. Only by focusing on it can he reach this state.

As for why there was an exception like her suddenly, he didn't know.

Wen Yun bent his eyes with a smile: "Yes, Senior Brother Ye is an excellent person. From now on, senior brothers will come to find him if they want to practice swords in the morning."

Let Ye Shubai come to practice swords with them, she refuses to get up early.

Zhu Erchong, who was still gnawing at the chicken legs, was smiling, but suddenly remembered something, put down the chicken legs and sighed: "Oh, it would be great if the jade slip could be used here. In this way, Junior Brother Chen knew that we had found you, and he would not be worried in the secret realm."

Wen Yun was stunned. She always thought that only two senior brothers in the Qingliu Sword Sect had obtained the qualification to enter the Xuantian Secret Realm, but she didn't expect that Shen Xinghai would come in too!
To be continued...