Feng Yi did not chase the thin monkey to the villa.

I just wanted to fight with the thin monkey, but I didn't expect that he was so strong that he would hurt himself. If he chased after him, he would be afraid that he would deepen his misunderstanding.

Feng Yimeng was outside the villa, studying the ban on the gatehouse, while waiting for the monk Killing to come out.

The Shen family's ban is quite interesting.

Although the layout techniques are more complicated and immature, there is an advantage that it can use the power of Yunlianshan and the world behind it to form a strong power.

Although the "Thick Earth Curse" that is now unfamiliar with the cultivation of the thin monkey, they all have the confidence to forcibly blow up the ban. But in fact, the power of the ban is insufficient because the Shen family has no knowledge of the people they know. They still use the power of the ban by reference to ancient books and can only activate the power of one or two of the ban.

If this ban can be repaired and thus activate all the ban powers, I am afraid that the killing monk will be helpless even if he does it himself.

After studying for a while, Feng Yi lost interest and stood quietly under the gatehouse and waited.

The vast land is in the distance, and the farmers are busy in the middle; the clouds and mountains are quiet and elegant, insects and birds are singing, tigers and apes are singing, and all kinds of animals and birds compete for freedom.

It is true that the scenery here is not as beautiful as Qingyun Mountain, as it is as majestic as the fairyland on earth.

However, the flowing water in the small bridge also has a different taste.

Feng Yi looked around and couldn't help but think of the situation where he saw the disciples of the Ghost King Sect doing things just now. So, referring to the memories in his mind, Feng Yi thought in his heart—

"The Ghost King Sect should have begun to integrate the scattered forces under its command. Their actions will undoubtedly cause other sects of the Demon Cult to follow up. The final result of the intensification of chaos will only lead to the four major sects being disconnected, estrangement and hatred revival—"

"But I remember that this situation should take time to ferment. It was not until ten years later that the four major sects triggered the most violent conflict..."

Feng Yi pondered and said in his heart: "It seems that someone has contributed to the fire, which has a fermentation process that has aggravated the chaos and conflict."

At the same time, the woman who was as smart as an immortal and had an unparalleled beauty appeared in his heart.

A smile appeared completely subconsciously at the corner of his lips.

——"If you guess correctly, it will be obvious that the person who fuels the fire behind you!"

"Feng Yi!"

Being trapped in longing, I suddenly heard a familiar voice in my mind. Feng Yi shook all over and then laughed - why did he still have auditory hallucinations?

Until a light footstep approached quickly with the dense sound, Feng Yi suddenly turned around and immediately a figure rushed into his arms, and then he hugged him tightly with both hands. The faint breath that was close at hand spread, like the quietness of orchids in the valley, and like the fiery peach blossoms. The unparalleled familiarity finally made Feng Yi feel confident of everything.

"Biyao—"

His heartbeat couldn't help but increase the frequency.

Biyao's face leaned against Feng Yi's shoulder, her hair was as soft as ink and as soft as clouds.

"Why did you come? I miss you a little!"

The girl's emotions originated like a blazing flame. She did not suppress herself, but she suddenly expressed it. Feng Yi could feel her deep affection. When she recalled the initial agreement, she was too late, and felt guilty in her heart: "Sorry, Bi Yao--"

"Don't apologize!"

Bi Yao stopped him, "I don't like to listen."

Feng Yi paused for a moment and said, "I miss you too, Bi Yao."

"Hmph," the girl hummed with satisfaction, and said, "This is almost the same."

On the other side.

The thin monkey was full of panic and flew like an arrow and headed straight for the Shenjia Villa.

After running for a while, he turned around but did not see the man chasing him, and he had some doubts. Just then, two of the four subordinates of Qiongyutang who heard the warning ran out towards him. Behind them, the monk Killing was chasing him fiercely.

"Monkey, what's going on?"

Before the skinny monkey could speak, she spit out blood first.

Feng Yi's sword energy that penetrated into his body was a flexible energy, which was somewhat similar to the ban, but only suppressing it so that he could not control his magic power.

The thin monkey used his magic power strongly, which caused the sword energy to backfire, but instead caused him to suffer a lot of injuries.

Seeing this, the monk Killing was furious, and without waiting for the thin monkey to say in detail, he said: "You two keep someone to take care of him, and the others will follow me to meet the enemy! The Sa family wants to see, which turtleopard dares to come and stroke my ghost king zong tiger beard?"

He pushed the "killing knife" with murderous aura, and his fat body moved as lightly as a kite. He rushed to the Shenjiamenfang at the foot of the mountain.

Watching the monks and others leave, the thin monkey took the healing pill treasured by the fellow disciple of the Holy Sect, "Ah Woo" raised his head and swallowed it, and said, "The person who came has a high cultivation level. Master Kill may need help, so we will go immediately!"

Seeing that the Shouhou couldn't help vomiting blood, he was still worried about the situation in the sect, which moved the fellow disciples of the Holy Sect who were left behind. Unexpectedly, the Shouhou had not joined the Ghost King Sect for a long time and was so loyal and brave. No wonder he was able to appreciate the magical powers and magical methods by the master!

"Do you want to adjust your breath here first?" the man persuaded a little unbearable, "I need help, I'll go first!"

"Go and go!"

But the thin monkey said, "Don't talk about it again if multiple people have more power!"

Seeing that the thin monkey was firm and no longer advised him, the two of them chased the villa. Unexpectedly, they had just left the Shen family and were still on the road halfway up the mountain when they met the monks and others who took the lead.

At the same time, another familiar face with two subordinates stood next to the monk Killing.

The thin monkey recognized the person and was surprised, but he immediately bowed and greeted him: "Meet Lord Chu!"

That person is Yan Hui.

Yan Fu nodded to the thin monkey without saying anything. After the thin monkey saluted, he felt that Yan Hui helped him and immediately felt relieved, saying, "Why are the two great masters here? What about the great enemy of the Holy Sect who attacked his subordinates? Have you escaped with fear?"

The monk Killing Sheng glared at him angrily, as if he was quite dissatisfied with him and did not respond.

However, Yan Hui was puzzled when he saw him and said helplessly: "Is it the 'big enemy' of the Holy Sect you are talking about?" The skinny monkey followed Yan Hui's pointing. After a while, there was a man and a woman snuggling each other at the location of Shen Jiamenfang, with a close expression, and she kept throwing food to the hearts of the onlookers to feed some dogs.

The thin monkey felt inexplicably panic and was very uncomfortable.

After looking closely again, weren’t the two young men the ones who had fought with him before? It turned out that this person was still there! The thin monkey suddenly felt happy and pointed to the young man in the distance and shouted: “It’s him, it’s him!——The person who was peeking at the restaurant before for the secrets of our Ghost King Sect is also this person!”

As expected, the scene of the monk Killing rushed down the mountain and slashing the young man with a knife did not appear.

On the contrary, after being identified by the thin monkey, the monk Killing Sheng seemed to be discouraged and cut the "killing sword" on his hand towards the trunk next to him, and the blade was embedded in it, so he let the magic weapon hang on it.

"Shajia just said to vent his anger for you!"

"But who is not good for you, you just mess with him! - Don't look at the Sa family, the Sa family has no choice!"

The thin monkey noticed the strange atmosphere and asked in confusion: "Two sirs, can you recognize him?"

The monk Killing Sheng said in a muffled voice: "Well, you came late, it's normal that you don't know him. His name is Feng Yi. As for his identity - you might as well see who the people around him are?"

The thin monkey just focused on the young man.

At this moment, when he heard the monk Killing said this, his eyes turned and looked at the woman who was snuggling in front of the young man. The woman was wearing a lake-green silk satin, covered with a light gauze, with a slim figure and gentle temperament. Although he could only see his side face, his white skin as white as jade and his beautiful face were enough to make people breathtaking.

As he watched, the thin monkey realized something was wrong.

Suddenly my whole body was shocked!

He was stunned, his mouth wide open, his chin almost fell to the ground in shock, and one hand pointed toward him with a trembling hand. Suddenly, he realized something was wrong again, so he quickly put his hand down, looking at the monk Killing and Yan Hui in horror, and said tremblingly: "Two sirs, then, is that the master of the hall?"

The monk Killing looked at him and said, "Who else can he be if he is not the master?"

The skinny monkey fell to the ground with a "ao~", and he wanted to faint at this moment. But he is a tough person. The more he reaches this moment, the more he is more awake. But because of his soberness, the heart of the skinny monkey can be said to have fallen straight into the valley of the abyss, and it is half cold!

"Sir, Killing!"

"Mr. Yan!"

"You two adults must save the young man!" The thin monkey pulled the legs of the monk Killing Sheng's pants and said in tears, "The young man has no eyes to recognize the real person, but how could he know that this person is actually the lover of the hall master--"

Before he finished speaking, the monk Killing kicked him and interrupted him and scolded: "Why are you so ugly? You idiot, don't get involved with us if you want to die!"

Yan Hui advised, "Okay, don't scare him. This person is from Qingyun's sect, and he is not a hypocritical villain as ordinary and righteous. He will not blame you for a mere misunderstanding."

"Really, really?"

The thin monkey breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly realized - wait, that person is under Qingyun's sect? And our hall master, isn't he from the Holy Ghost King Sect?

His head was confused, and suddenly he felt that he could not see through the world.

In front of the door.

"I originally planned to go to Huqi Mountain to find you, but I didn't expect you to come so quickly." Feng Yidao's eyes were gentle, and he looked at Bi Yao's water-like eyes and said, "It seems that your Ghost King Sect has done a great job in intelligence visits in Yunzhou."

"Yan Hui is indeed a good talent."

Bi Yao smiled, and the stars seemed to flash in her eyes, "But more importantly, I asked him to leave a special manpower on the border between Zhongzhou and Yunzhou. You did not hide your way, and on the third day of appearing in Yunzhou, I learned the news!"

Feng Yi arrived in Yunzhou, and today it was just the fifth day.

Doesn’t it mean that she rushed over from Huqi Mountain in just two days?

Feng Yi was moved, and the force of holding her showing hand tightened slightly: "Fortunately, you're suffering..."

"Puchi!"

Bi Yao chuckled and said, "I want to see you earlier, what's the hardship? - But you guy is really heartless! Even though he knows that he is worried about him, he doesn't come to Huqi Mountain earlier, but instead tracks down the monks who kill the life and do what?"

Facing Biyao's coquettish look, Feng Yi raised his hand to admit his grudge and quickly explained: "Because it is your subordinate, I followed me to take a look. - Speaking of this, Biyao, has your Ghost King Sect started to integrate the power?"

Bi Yao corrected the mistake in his words and said, "It's not the Ghost King Sect, it's my 'Qiong Yutang'!"

He then turned his head and remembered Uncle Qinglong, who is now in charge of affairs in the sect. He would let Bi Yao go as long as he did not harm the vital interests of the Ghost King Sect and would strongly support him.

Therefore, I added: "Of course, it's not wrong to say that it is the 'Ghost King Sect'. My father has been addicted to studying the 'Four Spirit Blood Array' recently, and he has basically handed over the academic affairs, and Uncle Qinglong takes charge."

When Feng Yi heard the "Four Spirits Blood Array", he looked solemn and said, "What, haven't you ever told him about the "Four Spirits Blood Array"? Although the "Shura Power" is strong, it is just a conspiracy from beginning to end!"
To be continued...