"Not good, something happened!"

Feng Xingying left the space with a pale face. He immediately contacted Ye Nian and drew a picture of the scene he saw and sent it to Ye Nian. A book reading, y, y, k?a?n?s?h?u?·com

When Ye Nian looked at the person in the picture, tears fell down unyieldingly: "This is my master. How could she encounter such a tragic situation?"

"Hope is still too late." Feng Xingying could only draw the picture in his mind, but could not calculate the time when the picture was born. Is it already, is it still alive, or when will it be born in the future?

"Let's go to the dungeon to have a look. As long as you kill Ye Lanyu, all this will not be born."

At the same time, Ye Jingning, who was sent to the dungeon by Feng Xingying, had already returned, and shook his head helplessly to Feng Xingying: "Ye Lanyu is missing."

"Didn't the jailers tell me? When did it happen?"

"I disappeared three months ago. At that time, all the prison guards in the dungeon were dead, and no one lived. Now there are a group of people.??Yi Reading?·y?k?"

"Why no one reported such a big thing? What a Ye Qiansu! He actually took me back." Ye Nian trembled all over.

She was imprisoned and committed a serious crime. It has been three months since she had such a big event that broke the sky, but she didn't even know it.

"Now is not the time to pursue these trivial matters. The key is, where is Senior Ninglu?" Feng Xingying was much more sober than Ye Nian.

Since Ye Nian came to the Divine Phoenix Realm, she was seen by her master Ye Ninglu and received her under her sect. She has always lived and grew up under Ye Ninglu's care. Even if Ye Ninglu failed to hit the realm and became a useless person, she left her a whole family as a backing.

When Ye Nian saw that painting, how could he not be anxious?

This painting was written by Feng Xingying, so she naturally believed that Feng Xingying would not lie to her. This is even more terrifying.

Three months, three months is enough to have this.

"No, I want to go to the Ten Thousand Demon Tower in person." Ye Nian had lost her mind, she just wanted to save her master.

"Bang." Ye Nian's body suddenly fell to the ground, and Feng Xingying was holding a bright silver needle in her hand.

"I'm sorry." Feng Xingying simply and neatly put Ye Nian into his space and entrusted his master Li Huang Tianzun to take care of him.

All of this happened too quickly, but fortunately, the only people present were Feng Xingying, Qin Molin and Ye Jingning.

Feng Xingying took Ye Nian away, and Qin Molin and Ye Jingning didn't even raise their eyes.

Not to mention that they all knew that Feng Xingying could not hurt Ye Nian, even if Feng Xingying was really brave enough to hold the Saint hostage, these two people would naturally firmly support Feng Xingying to the end.

However, after a while, Ye Nian appeared in front of them with an elegant face.

Ye Jingning became anxious and couldn't help asking: "Saint, where is my master?"

"She attacked the saint and was killed by me." The saint said lightly.

Ye Jingning shook his head and said directly: "Master, stop making trouble."

"You guys are so smart! Is my disguise skills so bad?"

Feng Xingying didn't expect that she would be exposed as soon as she appeared as a saint.

"The master's disguise technique is superb and has no flaws. But I know that the saint would rather die than attack you, Master." Ye Jingning analyzed:

"What's more, you said that the master was dead, and Mr. Qin didn't even raise his eyelids. If something really happened to you, I believe Mr. Qin would definitely not be like this."

The analysis is really the younger waves of the Yangtze River push the older waves, and the analysis is very reasonable.

Feng Xingying blinked and looked at Qin Molin, as if saying: It turns out that you are the biggest bug!
Chapter completed!