"What? The terrain is good? We are almost dying here, and you are still here enjoying the scenery leisurely? Are you okay? Did you suck too much poisonous gas just now and your mind was broken?" Feige now deeply doubted whether this noble boy had a brain problem.

He held his forehead and brushed off the hand that was lying on his forehead, "I haven't finished speaking yet. The natural terrain of this valley is good, but the poisonous fog does not seem to be generated naturally, but it seems that someone did it on purpose."

Now, Feige was in a state of energy. God knew that he had been abused by that person in the small dark room for so long. Now he couldn't wait to see the sun!

If someone does it on purpose, there will definitely be a way to crack it.

Anyone can guarantee whether someone who is useful to him will accidentally enter the teleportation array in the cell. Therefore, he is sure that there will be a gate of life here!

Fu Ze was wearing a plain-colored dress found in Feige's Qiankun bag, but this ordinary dress would not affect the shining light on his body. He raised his lips gently and said lightly: "This radius is safe. If you cross this radius, there will be poisonous fog. If you can't do it well, we may explain it here."

Feige continued: "Then you say, what should I do? Don't tell me, you plan to persuade me to wait for death with peace of mind!"

Fuze was amused by him, waved his hand, and said helplessly: "All things are mutually reborn and restrained. I guess there must be something nearby that can control the poisonous fog. You and I will look for it separately, and stop looking for other ways out."

"good."

...

The young sect leader of Xiyun Sect seemed to be so stimulating by the young master of the Xiahou family.

There are always rumors in the market that they are more likely to believe than to believe in it. The topic of conversation before and after dinner has been transferred to Jiang Zhu.

The protagonist, who was talking nonsense, sat in a daze on the chair, looking lifeless.

The second and third disciples were a little worried, so they quietly asked Yaozhi: "Senior Brother, this... since that day, the young master has been like this. Is it really okay? Should we report to the master?"

Yaozhi frowned and looked inside. Jiang Zhu had forgotten even the daily meditation. Everyone could tell that he was in a daze. In this case, even if Yaozhi talked out, it would be useless.

"Wait a little longer. If this is the case tomorrow, I will go to find the young master."

Seeing that the elder brother said this, the disciples nodded and said goodbye one after another.

Yaozhi's head was getting bigger. Yesterday he sent a jar of new mud osmanthus wine to the young master, and the young master watched it motionlessly all night.

He came in this morning, not to mention osmanthus wine, but even the jar of wine filled with wine was gone. Yaozhi couldn't ask, so he could only pretend not to remember.

The day before yesterday, the young master forgot to meditate; the day before yesterday, the young master personally drew a painting, and no one allowed to see it. He glanced at it from afar. It seemed like a man in red, but from his body gaze, he didn't look like Mr. Xiahou; the day before yesterday, the young master found a tree and stood under the tree for a whole day and night...

Even if he has a high level of cultivation, he cannot treat his body like this. If the young master is allowed to continue to lose his mind, his entire cultivation will sooner or later be abandoned.

As he knew that Xiahou Ze, who had a peach blossom face, could not have a close relationship with him. Most of the reason why the young sect leader became what he is today was because of him.

Looking back on that day, on the observation stage of Chengtian Tournament, the young master stared at Xiahou Ze in a moon-white dress without paying attention to his demeanor, and he felt something was wrong.

really……

Although, in his relationship with Xiahou Ze, he knew that he did not hate Xiahou Ze's character, on the contrary, he still admired Xiahou Ze's great wisdom and stupidity. However, now it is related to the young sect leader, so he must preserve the glory of the sect.

Yaozhi glanced at Jiang Zhu who had no reaction deeply, turned around and left Xue Wuge.

When the faraway knowledge concealed his breath, he quietly came to the back door of Xiahou Mansion. He originally planned to visit the people of Xiahou family quietly and knock on Xiahou Ze's sideways.

However, before he could come forward and knock on the door, he heard an angry shout coming from inside.

The roar was not very loud, but Yaozhi heard it because of his cultivation.

Something happened in Xiahou’s Mansion? It is rumored that Xiahou Yi is calm and introverted, but he doesn’t know what exactly made him so angry.

Could it be that his wife and children have nothing but what?

I haven't seen Xiahou Ze much these days. Has he encountered an unexpected situation?

Thinking of this, I knew that if Xiahou Ze really caught the eye of the young master, and what unexpected happened to him during this period, the young master...

At this moment, Yaozhi didn't care about the gentleman's elegance, so he flew to the wall with a lift of his energy and ran towards the direction where the sound just now came.

Xiahou Yi rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and several people in uniform dress were kneeling on the ground. If someone else saw these people, he would be shocked, because these people were wearing the clothes of disciples of the Yangling Sect.

"How could it be..." Xiahou Yi was a little depressed, and there was no need to say the anxiety in his heart, but there was no reply for a long time. Where did Xiahou Ze go?

If you are tied up by someone with a heart, who will be? Why do you want to kidnap Ozawa?

Xiahou Yi claimed to be an honest and fair official, and never formed a clique for personal gain or provoke villains. Here, the only person who knew his status as an elder of Yangling Sect was the only one, Zi Suhuang. The emperor could not betray him unless he thought his throne was stable.

Could it be those who participated in the competition? Or which force doesn’t like Ozawa?

But now that Linchuan is here... it shouldn't fall into the hands of those who are not good at it.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Yi raised his head, glanced at the young disciples kneeling on one knee, and said in a deep voice: "Xingjiu stays, everyone else will go out. Remember not to let others see you."

"Yes, Elder Yuan Yi."

Xingjiu is the one who kneels in front of those people.

After everyone else left, Yaozhi came at this time. He carefully landed on the roof and possessed himself near the roof. Now, Yaozhi still didn't know whether Xiahou Yi had hidden his cultivation, so he didn't dare to alert the enemy, so he could only be careful.

Take out the Nine Heavens Mirror from his body and put the transparent mirror in front of him, so that he could see the situation inside the house through the roof. As soon as he leaned down, he heard Xiahou Yi's gentle voice coming from the house: "Xingjiu, how about it? Tell me carefully about the situation that day."

Xingjiu then raised his head and saw that his face was normal and he did not lose any excellence. Only those pairs of eyes were extremely sharp. You could see your heart in one go.

"Yes, Xingjiu received the order."

Hearing this, Xiahou Yi's face changed. He sighed heavily, his tone slowed down a little, and said, "You should take the disguise away. How about the wound on your face?"

Without any hesitation, Xingjiu raised his hand and raised his skills. His hands were extremely fast. Yaozhi had not had time to see clearly what skills he was pinching, but there was already over there.

Yaozhi had to give up.

Xingjiu raised his head and let people see his face clearly. He saw that his left half had a handsome and elegant face, and his sharp eyes just portrayed the man's wisdom and wiseness; and on the right face... it was a tragic face, with scars on half of his face entrenched on his face like a centipede, and fresh flesh and blood were distributed among the ravines. The wound on the Buddha was just cut open.

Xiahou Yi gasped.

Who is so cruel that he actually made such a ruthless poison!

He left from his seat, walked to Xingjiu, and helped him up with his own hands.

"Thank you for your hard work, child, don't worry, uncle won't ignore you. Recently, a little miracle doctor appeared in Zisu City. She can even cure the eldest prince's illness. Your poison is definitely no problem. Another day..."

"Uncle, you are polite. Since Xingjiu is a disciple of the Yangling Sect, he should have done this. My poison has not been there for a day or two, and it is still important for Mr. Xiahou."

"Oh, that child has an opportunity recently. It is said that he shouldn't have disappeared like this for no reason. I'm afraid that someone wants to be unfavorable to Ozawa."

"Elder, please relax. Now, there is no news, the best news, and the fox will never hide it."

Xiahou Yi patted his shoulder. Although he already had a son as old as Xiahou Ze, he still couldn't hide his outstanding aura. He was a cultivator and had to change his age and appearance in order to enter the world.

Now, if the disguise is removed, it will probably be as vicissitudes as it is now.

Xingjiu naturally noticed this. He lowered his head slightly and described what he had found out.

"You are afraid you don't know the details about that day. Maybe you heard that Mr. Xiahou went to the Chengtian Tournament site and then lost the news."

Xiahou Yi's heart tightened and raised his eyebrows. Could there be any hidden secrets in this?

Looking back at the person who gave him this matter back that day, he seemed to want to say something, but he stopped talking. Xiahou Yi just thought it was Ozawa who did something ridiculous, so he told him not to mention this matter, but to continue to explain other things...

Xingjiu didn't look up, so naturally he couldn't see Xiahou Yi's strangeness. Even if he showed up, Xingjiu wouldn't be surprised. Judging from Xiahou Yi's actions that did not want to kill Xiahou Ze, he naturally didn't know about that.

Xingjiu didn't keep it in hiding. He honestly told Xiahou Ze that day that day, he wore a moon-white brocade robe with a very low mouth, and painted a look of makeup and behavior...hehe, he told Xiahou Yi thoroughly.

Sure enough, when he heard that his son was seducing the young leader of Xiyun Sect in public, Xiahou Yi suddenly felt his head buzzing, and it took him a while to take a breath.

Xingjiu saw Xiahou Yi fainting and quickly helped him.

Xiahou Yi took the opportunity to hold Xingjiu's arm and asked, "What did the young master say? Did Ozawa say anything at that time?"

Xiahou Yi was not afraid of his son's hobbies about Longyang. He was only worried about how the young leader of Xiyun Sect treated him!

That is the next generation elder of the Yun family, if so...

"Young Master Xiahou said, 'Jiang Zhu, am I good-looking?'" Xingjiu firmly held Xiahou Yi before saying this, for fear that he would not be able to stand the blow and fainted.

However, Xiahou Yi suddenly calmed down.

Very few people know the name of the young sect leader. Even he only vaguely knew that the young sect leader of the Xiyun Sect’s surname was Jiang, and he could be called so close.

The man was probably the son of Linchuan, and he probably had some connection with the Sect Master Jiang.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Yi felt relieved.

"How did the young master respond?"

Xingjiu said: "The young master did not say a word throughout the whole process, and later, the young master disappeared."

"Um?"

"At that time, the scene was once chaotic because of the young master's beauty. When everyone reacted, the young master was no longer there."

Prosperous age...beauty?!
Chapter completed!