"Who are you?"

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and stared at the figure reappearing in front of him.

He was dressed in black and his hair and beard were all white.

On his face, which was as wrinkled as if it was dead tree bark, his eyes were particularly bright, and he was sucking and spitting out the star-like eyes, staring at Xiao Yi.

The person coming is Xiao Yun!

Xiao Yun smiled slightly, bowed to Xiao Yi and bowed, respectfully, without any trace of dragging water, and said in a deep voice: "I am your third disciple, Xiao Yun!"

Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes.

They are all smart people, and they don’t need to say a lot of things too clearly.

What Xiao Yun means in his words is that no matter what his identity is or where he comes from, his identity as Xiao Yi's personal disciple will never change.

Since he shows that he has a hidden secret, he cannot reveal his true identity.

at the same time……

He also expressed his position to Xiao Yi.

I am your third disciple, you don’t need to be on guard against me!

Xiao Yi raised his eyebrows. He had a feeling of being similar since he first met Xiao Yun. But no matter how he investigated, Xiao Yun seemed to appear out of thin air.

No clues were found for him at all.

Hesitated for a moment.

Xiao Yi said in a deep voice: "Why are you coming back to find me?"

When Xiao Yi scolded Ye Heng and others, he noticed that Xiao Yun was a little reluctant to speak, so he waited in the other courtyard.

Xiao Yun hesitated for a moment, first saluted Xiao Yi respectfully, and then said in a deep voice: "Master, recruit disciples from Nanzhou in three months. If you meet someone named Zheng Cheng, I hope you can spare his life!"

"Um?"

Xiao Yi was stunned and frowned, "Zheng Cheng? Who is he?"

Xiao Yun said: "This person's identity is inconvenient to disclose, but he has an extraordinary origin. Please ask Master to save his life!"

Looking at Xiao Yun's solemn appearance.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly, his eyes flashed and his thoughts were also turning rapidly. Who is Zheng Cheng? How could Xiao Yun be sure that Zheng Cheng will appear in three months?

Do you even think that you will kill Zheng Cheng?

"Master, if Zheng Cheng dies, there will be a disaster in the entire Nanzhou..." Xiao Yun was a little anxious, as if he had tried all his strength to finish this sentence.

As soon as the words are finished.

His body trembled suddenly, his face turned pale in an instant, and he spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The breath instantly became sluggish.

Xiao Yun shook his body and fell to the ground. Fortunately, Xiao Yi took action to hold him in time. He took Xiao Yun's pulse, and his pulse was weak and floating, which was a sign that the oil was about to run out of energy and the lamp was dry.

Xiao Yi's face changed, he took out a ball of dragon source and stuffed it into Xiao Yun's mouth, and used the power of the gods to pour into his body.

The power of the God is countless times stronger than the innate power of ordinary people with the secret realm of immortality.

With the blessing of the power of the gods.

The energy of the dragon source was gradually absorbed by Xiao Yun's body.

His pale face recovered a little blood.

The vitality that was about to be exhausted in his body has also recovered a little, but it can still be seen that Xiao Yun is getting older, and Xiao Yi felt heartbroken for no reason.

It seemed as if my closest relative was injured.

"Thank you, thank you for giving Longyuan..." Xiao Yun stood up tremblingly, squeezed out a reluctant smile, bowed to Xiao Yi, and said.

"How do you know this is Longyuan?"

Xiao Yi's sword eyebrows were slightly condensed. Long Yuan was condensed by Xiao Lin's talented magical powers after he broke through the secret realm of immortality. He had never revealed it to anyone in Xiaoshanheyuan. How could Xiao Yun actually recognize Long Yuan?

Xiao Yun smiled but said nothing.

Xiao Yi frowned. The contact during this period also made him realize that if Xiao Yun didn't want to say something, even if he had a knife on his neck, it would be useless. Then he stopped asking about Long Yuan, but asked: "What is the situation in your body?"

His vitality was almost exhausted, and he had only seen this situation in some old men who were dying.

With Xiao Yun's cultivation level, this would never happen!

Xiao Yun shook his head gently. He was not willing to mention this matter more. He said sincerely: "Master, you must remember the words of your disciples. Never hurt Zheng Cheng's life!"

Zheng Cheng?

It's Zheng Cheng again?

Where did Zheng Cheng come from?

How can you pay so much attention to it? I even gave many instructions, for fear that I would hurt his life.

call!

Looking at the paleness and weakness on Xiao Yuncheng's sincere face, Xiao Yi let out a long breath of turbid air and said in a deep voice: "I promise you that as long as Zheng Cheng did not do anything too much in your mouth, I will not make things difficult for him!"

Xiao Yun opened his mouth, but he also knew that Xiao Yi could agree to this was the limit.

He sighed softly and said, "Thank you, Master!"

Xiao Yi waved his hand: "You go back and rest first, you don't have to set off with us in the evening!"

If Xiao Yun leaves with him and receives special training in this state, he is afraid that he will die if he can't last for three days.

Xiao Yun said respectfully: "Thank you, Master!"

He respectfully maintained his polite posture and slowly retreated until Xiao Yun turned around and left at the door.

Staring at Xiao Yun's departure back, Xiao Yi frowned slightly, with a hint of confusion and confusion in his eyes: "Who are you?"

…………

Southern Heavenly Dynasty.

Nan Tianwen sat upright on the dragon chaise with a look of indifference, and his fingers gently tapped the table, and the tick sound echoed in the empty hall.

Each sound seemed to have magic, which actually caused everyone's heartbeat to beat at the same rhythm.

In the main hall.

Nan Tianbao knelt down on the ground, lowered his head, and cold sweat as big as beans rolled down, ticking on the ground, and a crisp sound echoed in the hall.

"hehe……"

Nan Tianwen suddenly chuckled, and his fingers hit the table, paused slightly, and a leisurely voice came, "It's interesting, really interesting... My grand imperial guards of the Southern Heaven Dynasty, the Nantian Holy Academy, the Nantian Holy Land, and the masters of more than a hundred families joined forces, but they could not even compete for a young boy who was still stinky?"

His voice seemed calm, and his tone was not much turbulent.

But it's this kind of plain tone.

However, in the hall, hundreds of ministers with great power and powerful ministers kneeled down on the ground, trembling and trepidating.

"Have your majesty calm down!"

"I am incompetent, I beg you to be punished for your crimes..."

The ministers shouted.

"Stop the anger? What should I use to calm my anger?"

Nan Tianwen was amusing and his cold eyes glanced at the ministers.

Among the crowd.

Nan Tianbao hesitated for a moment, looked up at Nan Tianwen, and said, "Your Majesty, Xiao Yi threatened to openly recruit disciples in Xiaoshanheyuan in three months. I think he could send a master to..."

"Oh? And such things?"

Nan Tianwen raised his eyebrows and closed his eyes slightly. When he opened it again, he said calmly, "Tell me my oral order to order Jin Yuhui to take the disciples of the inner courtyard of Nan Tiansheng Courtyard and go to Xiaoshanhe Courtyard in three months."

Paused.

Nan Tianwen's figure had disappeared, but his voice was still echoing in the hall: "Three months later, I don't want to hear any news about Xiao Yi or Xiaoshanheyuan..."

"Long live your Majesty!"

The ministers recited respectfully.

at the same time……

A similar scene also happened in the Holy Land of the South Heaven, the Eternal Life Sect and other places.

Almost the entire Nanzhou's eyes were focused on the Dagan Dynasty, and countless powerful people and forces were looking forward to three months later.

While the entire Nanzhou was shocked by the public acceptance of disciples by Xiaoshanheyuan, a flying boat broke through the air in the vast void and just entered the boundary of Nanzhou.

Above the flying boat.

A young man stood with his hands behind his back, and the wind around him could not get close to his body. He narrowed his eyes and murmured: "Nanzhou? I don't know if there is an opponent here that is worthy of my young master's sword..."
Chapter completed!