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Qin Xiaoyun showed a strange look on his face. Seeing Zhou Mei's refusal so simply, she felt strange. She didn't know why Zhou Mei gave up such a good opportunity. You must know that the Blood Sword Alliance annexed the Changshou Sect and was the dominant one in the capital. None of the two families in Shishan Gate and Kunlun Club could compete alone, and the two families could not join forces. Zhou Mei actually gave up such a good opportunity?

Qin Xiaoyun was puzzled, but he didn't ask, and fell silent again. They all knew that Nie Fan would definitely take at least half a year to get out of seclusion after being injured this time, but how could they have waited for so long?

"Master Zhou Sect," Qin Xiaoyun looked a little serious, and his tone was slightly cold. He looked at Zhou Mei and said, "I am not convenient to reveal some things, but the merger of the Blood Sword Alliance and the Changshou Sect is the general trend, so I have to do it. I believe Nie Fan will not know nothing. If possible, you'd better ask for instructions."

Zhou Mei's eyes changed. After half a year of healing, Nie Fan could communicate with the outside world, but he still couldn't disturb her. However, Qin Xiaoyun's attitude made her feel a little unsteady.

"Senior, can you let me think about it?" Zhou Mei pondered for a long time and looked at Qin Xiaoyun. This matter was indeed too big. She thought a lot. Kunlun had unified the south. Although there was restraint from the Barbarian King, judging from Qin Xiaoyun's attitude, could it be that Kunlun's spearhead was pointed at the capital, and the National Security Bureau had no choice but to come to the door?

Qin Xiaoyun also knew that Zhou Mei might not be able to make the decision completely, so he nodded and said, "Then I will stay here for a few days, waiting for your news."

Zhou Mei did not object, and waved to a female ** not far away, then looked at Qin Xiaoyun and said, "Senior, please, please say whatever you need."

Qin Xiaoyun stood up, his expression did not change much, and he still said coldly: "You'd better be faster, I'm worried that some people can't wait."

Zhou Mei's pretty face remained unchanged and she said, "Okay."

Qin Xiaoyun didn't say anything else and followed the woman to the guest room.

When Zhou Mei saw Qin Xiaoyun leave, she immediately called Yang Zhi, Wei Tao, and Zhu Tian over, and the four of them gathered together. Zhou Mei said aside her words just now, and Yang Zhi immediately showed an inexplicable look of surprise. Their Sword Sect is so powerful that it is enough to annex the power of Changshou Sect?

Wei Tao's expression was similar, but he soon realized that it was not that their Xuejian Sect was powerful, but that their sect leader was too strong, so no one dared to ignore it, and even the National Security Bureau came to win over it.

"It may not be a good thing." Zhu Tian, ​​who has always rarely spoke, was the first to speak. He was strong and tall, with black hair and a shape like a demon. As soon as he spoke, he naturally made several people feel terrified.

Zhu Tian is the second master of their Xuejian Sect. Although he is not sure about the specific cultivation level, he will definitely change his color when he says it.

"**, do you know something?" Wei Tao asked Zhu Tian. He often asked Zhu Tian for some questions, and the two of them were considered to have some friendship.

Zhu Tian looked at the three of them with a dark face and no expression, but there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes, and he said, "When I was in seclusion a while ago, I could feel a few special breaths that made me tremble slowly awaken."

The breath that made Zhutian's heart tremble...

When the three of them heard this, their expressions changed slightly. Even Yang Zhi, who didn't understand **, had a solemn look on her face. It made people feel trembling when they were separated by no means far. Is this human power?

Among Zhou Mei and the other two, she could understand the meaning of Zhu Tian’s words best. She suppressed the shock in her heart and asked Zhu Tian, ​​saying, “Do you know where you are?”

Zhu Tian looked at Zhou Mei and said, "One is in the east, maybe in the East China Sea, the other is in the southern wilderness, maybe a barbarian, and the other is in the direction of Kunlun."

When Zhou Mei heard this, her brows frowned, and she suddenly felt a huge depression, and she felt her heart contracting.

"No need to worry," Zhu Tian saw the different expressions of the three of them, and said again: "That level has nothing to do with us, just act according to your plan."

Zhou Mei was suddenly stunned when she listened to Zhu Tian's words, and then her face moved with a strange look.

"Hu~" Yang Zhichangsong breathed a sigh of relief, obviously reacting, and said, "We are crazy."

Wei Tao was stunned and nodded. Indeed, there were naturally opponents of that level, and they would not affect them for the time being.

"Then, do we want to notify the sect leader?" Yang Zhi woke up and looked at Zhou Mei again.

"Not for the time being," Zhou Mei pondered, saying: "Let's estimate the Changshou Sect first, find a suitable joint method, and you cannot let the National Security Bureau lead the way."

Both of them nodded. It is definitely not that easy for the National Security Bureau to give Changshou Sect to this time, and they must make a long-term plan.

Secret room in the main building of the door.

Nie Fan's body was filled with sword energy, his body was glowing, and his eyebrows were firm, and he kept urging magic tricks to repair his injuries.

His injuries have stabilized and are gradually recovering. This time the trauma is too severe. Not only is his meridians damaged, but his internal organs and even his soul are exhausted to varying degrees. They need to be nourished slowly and recovered slowly.

Nie Fan was calm and focused. A faint white steaming mist appeared above his head, and the four swords around him buzzed and trembled, matching Nie Fan's body.

Suddenly, Nie Fan's brow moved, and then he opened his eyes, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

"Strange, what triggered my mind?" Nie Fan said to himself, and after careful investigation, he found that there was a mysterious power vaguely investigating him.

"Xue Ning!" Nie Fan's eyes suddenly opened, and he felt that this was the power of the Ice God Art. He had realized this aura when he and Yang Xuening practiced both the two.

"She probably won't look for me in this way..." Nie Fan's eyes showed a thoughtful look, and then he suddenly thought that Yang Xuening's jade butterfly was now in Feng Yuanshan's hands, and said to himself, "Is it Feng Yuanmeng?"

After a long time, Nie Fan found that this slight force had no other function, but was just positioning him. He pondered for a while, and Nie Fan's mind moved, and the Gods Tower covered him and isolated the power.

Just as Nie Fan was isolated from this force, outside the north of the city, the beautiful woman in palace clothes paused, a chuckled at the corner of her mouth, and said, "This little guy is alert. I blocked it as soon as I investigated."

As soon as the beautiful woman finished speaking, she found that the jade butterfly in her hand was shaking, and a beautiful question mark appeared on it.

"Your senior sister is here to protect her shorts." When the beautiful woman saw it, she immediately laughed again, turned her head and said to the woman who was covered in white clothes and was flawless in her dust.

Feng Yuanmeng also smiled, thinking that Nie Fan would be able to worry about the spotless senior sister.

This jade butterfly is Yang Xuening's natal magic weapon. If the beautiful woman can use it, she can naturally not hide it from Yang Xuening in the small world of Snow Mountain. Knowing that the master was investigating Nie Fan, he naturally sent a question mark.

The beautiful woman smiled with Feng Yuanmeng, and knew that she would not reply. She probably would take Yudie away directly with her disciple's surname. Her green fingers gently wrote a few words on the Yudie.

After writing the handwriting on it, the light slowly disappeared with a flash.

"Yuan Meng, you said, how can we find Nie Fan now?" Seeing the words disappear, the beautiful woman turned to look at Feng Yuanmeng and frowned slightly. She came this time for Yang Xuening and the small world of Moshan. The fundamental problem lies with Nie Fan. If you want to solve it, you naturally need to find him.

Feng Yuanmeng didn't know what his master was coming, so she raised her flawless pretty face, looked at the mountains in the north of the city, and whispered: "Master, Nie Fan has always been very mysterious. If you want to find him, you still have to find your senior sister."

The beautiful woman naturally knew what Feng Yuanmeng meant, but she couldn't let Yang Xuening know, so as not to affect her current foundation building. She pondered and was about to explain, when suddenly the jade butterfly in its hand flew up and slowly flew forward.

"It's Ning'er." The beautiful woman showed joy on her gentle face, knowing that Yang Xuening was helping her find Nie Fan.

Feng Yuanmeng nodded. Although they could use Yudie, their real master was still her senior sister.

"Let's go." The beautiful woman said, then followed Yudie.

After all, Yang Xuening is not here, and the jade butterfly is flying slowly in the air, as if it is a little unsteady, and keeps stopping and staying, looking for a location.

The beautiful woman and Feng Yuanmeng were both hiding in the void, following Yudie and walking northward.

Inside the Xuejian Sect, Nie Fan, who had already closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes again. He found a slightly cold breath flowing in his body. This was the power obtained by Yang Xuening's dual cultivation. There was also his breath in Yang Xuening's body.

"Is she here?" Nie Fan's face showed a hint of joy, but in a flash, he frowned slightly again. If it were Yang Xuening, he could find him with this breath, and there was no need to find the position before.

"Who should be her..." Nie Fan thought, and his mind moved, and entered the Temple Tower.

The Fengshen Tower rotated and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the secret room.

The Fengshen Tower flew out of the exit and turned high in the void. Nie Fan looked in the direction of feeling through the dark portal.

Not long after, he saw a white jade butterfly swaying, and soon he flew towards him directly. Then, he saw two figures in the void following closely behind it.

"Feng Yuanmeng..." Nie Fan recognized one of the figures, and then looked at her attitude towards the woman next to her, and immediately had a guess in her heart.

Nie Fan quickly walked out of the Temple of the Gods, and the jade butterfly flew to him immediately, hovering around, and the white light flowed and fell into his hands.

Feng Yuanmeng and Meifu arrived later, wearing palace clothes, with a gentle face as jade as a corner of his mouth, and a quiet smile as if he was looking at Nie Fan not far away.

A look of embarrassment appeared on Nie Fan's face at a rare glance. He immediately stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Nie Fan has seen the master."

The more beautiful woman in the palace dress smiled, she looked at Nie Fan with quiet eyes, and said with a smile on her lips, "I didn't agree to Ning'er marry you."

Although Nie Fan could see the cramped smile on the beautiful woman's face without looking up, he felt embarrassed and had never experienced this situation.
Chapter completed!