.Yesterday, they lived in the same yard, but they did not go back to sleep. Instead, a group of people lay in the yard and looked at Xingxing and said, using Ye Wuchen's wedding to relax, and they were talking about the sky and the sky was full of flowers. They heard them about their past life under the Broken Soul Abyss, and all kinds of interesting things they encountered after each of them scattered across the Tianchen Continent, and Chu Jingtian said about the boring days before he left the north... The whole night, the laughter almost never stopped. It was so comfortable to be with each of them, without any restraint or pressure.

The childlike smile and smile sound of the black bear were still in his heart yesterday, but it was like God playing a huge joke with them. In just half a day, it was already separated by yin and yang... The one who killed him was still the cold cliff that he regarded as his best brother and partner... The pain in his heart was far better than them.

Hearing Chu Jingtian's shout, Leng Ya's body temporarily stagnated. In this gap, he was hit by the gloomy Yan Duancang's "Yanhun Breaking Cloud Hand" in the chest. This punch that could crack Xiaoshan knocked Leng Ya's chest to sink, but his body did not retreat. Before Yan Duancang had time to be surprised, a recoil force that was more than a few points higher than his attack just now came from the part that connected his fist with Leng Ya's body. With a "click", his wrist was dislocated and his body was shaken out by the recoil force.

But this punch also made Leng Ya wake up from the confusion of the sound just now. Looking at Yan Duancang's staggering body, the windbreaker blade in his hand slowly raised, held it to the same height as his forehead, and then suddenly cut it down...

Leng Ya’s strongest skill is the one that kills one's life - Yi Shi Tian!

Yan Duancang was getting more and more shocked just now when he fought with Leng Ya. He had seen Leng Ya's strength with his own eyes, but today he was not the Leng Ya in his cognition. Every second he fought with him, he had to endure a strange aura that made him feel uncomfortable, and the painful cracking feeling brought by his windbreaker blade. At this moment, facing his "Yi Shi Tian" in person, he truly understood how terrible this skill he had used the strength of the Heavenly Level Elementary Sect to kill Yan Zheng, the elder of the Northern Emperor Sect, in seconds. The moment the Breaking Wind Blade was cut down, the wave of air that was extremely sharp and heavy, slashed to him. With his ability, he actually smelled a breath of death approaching. Before his resistance to death, his mind had already turned all his strength into protective power to block his body.

Chiu!!!

The defense of the Yanhun Art was torn apart in an instant, and "Yi Shitian" finally did not cut Yan Duan Cang's body. The impact force generated by the resistance made him fly backward again. A shallow blood line shook straight from his left forehead to his right leg. At that moment, Yan Duan Cang felt that his body was cut in half.

The crisis did not end because of this. Leng Qi's Wind Blade raised again, but his hand had not yet fallen. A sound that shocked his heart suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Sword God's Art... Heaven's Way Impermanence!"

The Cangming Sword, which was infused with power and flashed blue light, flew from him diagonally above him and stabbed his wrist. The blue light made Leng Ya's blood pupils flash slightly, and the movement stopped again, but then the blood light flashed again. He waved the windbreaker and slashed on the Cangming Sword. Chu Jingtian's face, who was connected to the aura of Cangming Sword, turned pale suddenly, and Cangming, who was stabbed under the stab, was knocked away by a blade and flew far away...

Chu Jingtian looked at Feiyuan's Cangming Sword in a daze, gasped for a long time, and shouted: "Leng Ya... wake up, I know you are not you now... You must not be such a person... wake up! What's wrong with you!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three qi arrows broke through the air and roared, shooting towards Leng Ya's front chest and legs respectively. Leng Ya swung his right hand, and three "bang bang" sounds, three shots from Yan Duancang. Even the god-level masters of the same level would never dare to take the Yan soul qi arrows were dispersed at the same time by his blade. Yan Duancang, who was bleeding from his body, was stunned for a moment, and a layer of heavier haze was covered in his heart... The black bear was actually dead.

Blood-killing Demon Eyes... Will this be his side effect?

"Ah!!! I'm going to kill you!"

The three donkeys who could no longer hear the black bear's silly smile were all furious and rushed towards Leng Ya wildly, but suddenly, one person stood in front of them. Chu Jingtian pointed at them with the Cangming sword that had just taken back from his hand, and shouted in a firm voice: "Don't come... No one is allowed to come! Leave him alone!"

"Get out of here!"

"Leave him to me!!!"

A thunderous roar made the few people stunned. In their impression, Chu Jingtian was a simple, easy-going, and a little silly person. He had never seen him with such a face, such a look, and had never heard of him with such a voice. Looking at his painful face that kept twitching, they suddenly thought that the most painful thing was not them, but him... because of his brother, he killed his friend!

"Leave it to him... Leng Ya is obviously confused now. Maybe he can wake him up." Yan Duancang gasped, and he saw all the reactions Leng Ya had made to Chu Jingtian's voice.

They finally stepped back and stood beside the black bear and looked at Leng Ya with complicated resentment.

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On the other hand, Long Huanger just left the Ye family.

Ye Wuchen came to Hua Shuirou's room quietly. Hua Shuirou was lying on the wedding bed sideways, smiling slightly, and her face was filled with traces of the rain and dew that came from last night. The smile that made her look was touching and charming. Ye Wuchen felt soft in his heart and sat gently on the edge of the bed. At this time, Hua Shuirou opened her eyes, half shy and half infatuated at him.

"Why don't you sleep more?" Ye Wuchen believed that he would not wake her up without making a sound. She opened her eyes at this moment, and it was obvious that she had not fallen asleep.

"I changed the bed... so I woke up long ago." Hua Shuirou answered him honestly. She woke up earlier than Long Huang'er. Since she could remember, she has been sleeping in the bed in her room and has never changed. Last night, it was the first time she slept in another place, and the cute habit of recognizing the bed was exposed.

"I will get used to it slowly. My little Rourou will sleep with your husband forever in the future." Ye Wuchen said with a smile.

"Well..." Hua Shuirou replied with her head down, not daring to look into his eyes. Unconsciously, she kept pulling the quilt covering her chest and sliding it down half, half of it exposed. She was stripped naked last night and now she was covered with a close-fitting underwear, but she was shy and secretly putting on the underwear underwear in the quilt before Ye Wuchen came.

Her breasts were much fuller than when Ye Wuchen first met her. The two bunches of cotton milk that were about to bloom looked bulging under her close underwear. Ye Wuchen shook his mind, and his hand was put into the quilt and pressed it on her chest. A soft and fragrant ball was held in his hand, and gently rubbed it. The flower water was soft and soft. Although this was their new house, she and Ye Wuchen were the only ones, but she was so embarrassed that her pretty face was as pink as if she was coated with powder. She couldn't bear to refuse him, so she could only beg for mercy in shame: "Husband, don't... Now... it's dawn, you will be heard by people outside..."

"Don't worry, no one can hear it." Ye Wuchen comforted softly, grabbed Hua Shuirou's delicate and small jaw, and kissed her with her mouth. Hua Shuirou bit her lips, and looked at him with affectionate eyes. Her pretty face was red and soft, and she shyly endured Ye Wuchen's frivolousness. Her shyness originated from her natural nature. Even if she was already close to Ye Wuchen, she still couldn't erase it. However, her fairy face and her natural shyness combined with her natural shyness produce a charm that is enough to make any man's blood boil, but she endured the madness and wanted to be as gentle as possible to her.

However, she closed her eyes and waited for a long time, but she didn't wait until Ye Wuchen kissed her lips. The hand that teased Beibing on her chest also stopped moving. She secretly opened her eyes, but found that his brow suddenly rose and his expression was slightly dull.

Holding Hua Shuirou's shoulders, letting her lie on the bed, and helping her pull on the quilt, Ye Wuchen said softly in her ear: "Wait for me, I'll go out for a while."

"Um……"

With a gentle kiss on her forehead, Ye Wuchen left the room. The moment he turned around, his face darkened, and a touch of solemnity condensed between his eyebrows.

Stepping out of the room, the sky was almost dawn. In the courtyard, a petite figure was silently looking at the direction of the palace. Seeing Ye Wuchen come out, her eyes flashed lightly and said, "Demonic energy!"

"Well, I felt it." Ye Wuchen nodded. At this moment, Leng Ya opened his bloody eyes and a demon grinned on his head.

The Yantian power fell from above and fell to Ye Wuchen and said hurriedly: "Master, it's the black shadow again, the devil shadow I mentioned last time. If it's true that the power of the Leng Cliff was generated as the master said, then... Could it be that there was a terrible enemy there?"

"Old man, look here." After Ye Wuchen said that, he soared into the sky and flew towards the palace. Xiao Mo followed closely without hesitation. Ye Wuchen felt something, paused for Xiao Mo to catch up, and then hugged her body and left quickly.

Yan Tianwei's brows beat violently for a few times, and he felt inexplicably uneasy.

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"Leng Ya... Ice face! I know, it's not your fault... You are just fascinated by something, it's not your fault... If you can understand me, wake up quickly!" Chu Jingtian's whole body tensed, his teeth trembled, and he shouted loudly.

The bloody eyes struggled in the flash, Leng Ya shook his head, and suddenly roared towards Chu Jingtian, and his body wrapped in black gas pulled a long black shadow.

"Sword God's Art - Flying Dragon's Angry Scroll!!"

The Cangming Sword flew away, and the rotating air waves attacked Leng Ya. Leng Ya still waved his hand and knocked out the Cang Ming Sword, which no one dared to face the light, instantly sprinted to Chu Jingtian, and stabbed his chest with a blade...

Without blood splashing, the green blade tip stopped very close to his chest. Leng Ya's eyes were flashing, his hands were trembling, and the Breaking Wind Blade was swaying left and right, but he could no longer move forward. San Luzi and others were shocked and almost jumped out of their bodies. Seeing this situation, they finally felt a little relieved. Yan Duancang, who almost shot out of a qi arrow, also breathed a sigh of relief.

He also recognized Chu Jingtian and his rationality were not completely lost. At this moment, they could not get closer. Let Chu Jingtian guide him slowly. Their appearance might instead make him go wild again.

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