A soft and gentle voice came from my ears, "Don't have any fluctuations in my mood. Calm down. I am using the magical transformation technique to facilitate our communication."

Yang Ze tried hard to calm down his ups and downs, "You are here in the sea!"

Yang Ze "saw" a thrilling smile on his lips under the cloak opposite him, "Yes, I'm here."

A very calm conversation, but Yang Ze seemed to have waited too long, which made him feel an inexplicable passionate feeling rising in his heart.

"We will take you out of here. It's just because the situation is complicated and my identity is special, so I can't show up at this time... Can you understand?"

It was too late for him to nod. Ji Ling'er, the saint of Xitu Temple, went to the ocean to reach the most mixed earth-sea world in the Far East. I am afraid that if it is spread, the entire Kushan Continent will be alarmed. Of course, Ji Ling'er's identity cannot be revealed. Yang Ze even couldn't imagine that Ji Ling'er might have left the Xitu Temple quietly, and what kind of shock would the Xitu Temple where she found her disappearing at this time?

"You've made a fortune. If Sister Ji hadn't asked me for help, I wouldn't have left the warm Kunlun and ran so far to this messy sea." Xuanyuan Yutian pouted, "I just didn't expect that Sister Ji would know you and rushed to you regardless of the violation of the ban. If I were you, I would just be ashamed."

Kunlun!? Yang Ze immediately learned about the origin of the two siblings of Xuanyuan Yutian and Xuanyuan Qinglang. Kunlun is one of the top ten sects in the Eastern Land of Kushan, which is comparable to the Xituo Palace. But it is also the most mysterious and unfathomable existence. Because of this unfathomable, it has always formed an invisible deterrence to the outside world. I don’t know how many countries are covered by Kunlun’s glory. Many forces who are good at invading and expanding and brutal invasion are afraid to easily invade the realm.

No wonder that on the Red Mansion that day, even Yu Xiaoxiao, the supreme cultivator of the Daye Kingdom, was highly respected by the two.

Xuanyuan Qinglang obviously did not make jokes like her naughty sister, and said with a look down, "We already know the affairs of Da Ye Yu, and the difficulties of old friends are endless. As the person she protects her life, we know each other even more. Even if the saint doesn't come to us, I will come to Dihai to help everyone with all their unfinished personnel. Along the way, I heard about Brother Yang's deeds, but it was not until I saw it with my own eyes that Yang Sanshui was Brother Yang, and Brother Yang had broken through to the Earth Xuan Realm, which is gratifying. The ancient spiritual vein is indeed extremely powerful. It is really the most rare treasure left over from the world of cultivation."

When talking about Yu Xiaoxiao, Yang Ze's surprise when he saw Ji Ling'er was also a little sad. "I'm in the Dihai Sea and I'm in it and can't accurately understand the situation outside. I wonder if Master Hanzo, who was with me, was also killed?"

Ji Ling'er's voice was soft and calm, "Master Hanzo was imprisoned on Shindo Peak by the Lord of Shindo Sawa, Lei Donglai, and he did not know about life and death at the moment. However, before you were found, Master Hanzo should still have great value to Shindo Sawa. So there should be no problem."

After a pause, she said, "I don't have much time to maintain the magical transformation technique... We should not show up openly, let alone be seen by others, but we will always be by your side."

Ji Ling'er's voice was like a pair of gentle hands, soothing Yang Ze's violent and anxious mood at this moment with endless care.

Suddenly, the world passed away. The feeling of time and space solidification disappeared invisibly. The wind continued to blow, and the flag was still waving. Ling Yue, who was beside him, suddenly reacted and subconsciously looked at the three people wrapped in robes walking away under the bright moon. As if he had noticed something, he seemed to know nothing. He looked at Yang Ze, whose eyes were fluctuating violently, staring at the backs of the three, and asked, "Who are they?"

"Three Friends..." The moment when the magical transformation method disappeared, it seemed as if he had returned to reality from a dream. Yang Ze fell from the clouds and fell into a huge loss. But then he saw three figures in the distance and realized that everything just now was not a dream that could be broken at any time. Everything was real, including Xuanyuan Qinglang, Xuanyuan Codtian, and Ji Ling'er who left Gaochuan Yangzhe, passed through the Far East Sea, and passed through the Storm Sea to the Earthly Sea World! And her last sentence "Always by your side", this is also true.

Ji Ling'er is here, Xuanyuan Qinglang is here, Xuanyuan Codtian is here. If the three most outstanding and famous young men from Xituo Palace and Kunlun are announced at this time, it will be enough to cause an uproar in the Earth and Sea!

This made Yang Ze feel for the first time that it was not the feeling of fighting alone, but it was so good.

Just that sentence, "Always by your side."

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The mountains at night are as bright as ever. The lights are even brighter than the stars. On the eve of the Qingxu Conference entering the semi-finals, it was officially announced that it had entered the real peak. People can drink and chat all night long and sleeplessly, and wait for the final birth of the final shocking seven realms in an exciting martial arts battle. They discussed the evolution of the future situation in the sea, waited for the birth of the powerful man who had been in the future, witnessed the birth and evolution of history under this time, and witnessed the blooming of this glorious moment.

But for Yang Ze, one of the top four seats under the gala, the prospects seemed not so important. He was in a tent and told himself, "This is not fake." When he sent a sumptuous and delicious banquet in Yunting, he told himself, "This is not fake." Even when the elders of Yunting came to express their condolences in batches to deliver nourishing medicine to deal with tomorrow's battle, he was still murmured to himself. Many elders of the clan were confused and once falsely alarmed whether Yang Ze was hurt at the critical moment.

Even when everything around the sunny night was silent, when the whole body of the skirt wrapped in the robe and entered the camp, Yang Ze was still warning himself, "This is not an illusion."

The moonlight shot into the curtain through the tent, because the moon was as bright as a plate, so the light white light columns in the tent could be seen with the naked eye, and the light flying catkins were dancing in it, as quiet as if there was no sound.

Lifting off his hood, Ji Ling'er's black hair and deep and beautiful face looked like the first sunny after the snow, and suddenly appeared in front of her.

A loud bang resounded through Yang Ze's mind. The magical transformation method was a little misty, and her soft voice finally became like a dream. But at this time, he saw Ji Ling'er, who was originally separated from the Xituo Temple and above countless forces in the continent, had truly passed through the storm sea. When he came to his far east of Yang Ze, Yang Ze could suddenly feel that his life of escaping and survival like a hyena was gone, and it seemed that he had returned to the first time they saw the peach blossoms in the sky. However, they had been swept into this huge fate. They had never thought they would meet, but they were in such a way.

Seeing Yang Ze's hot gaze, Ji Ling'er smiled, but her face turned a little red under the moonlight. "When I was leaving before, I told you to live well. You don't have to fulfill your promises, and you don't have to come to me again..."

In that encounter in Daye Kingdom, the most important thing was not Yang Ze's energetic promise at that time. She did not expect to see Yang Ze again in her lifetime. She did not expect Yang Ze to go to the Temple of Daxituo. Seeing that life was broken by reeds under various powers, she just hoped that Yang Ze could live well. Ji Ling'er was trained since she was a child to need a clear and clear mind to understand the world, and she could not be affected by sorrow and joy, or she could not be hindered. In the Temple of Xituo, there were many senior brothers and sisters in white who were as cheerful and sunny as her. They would go to different places every year to experience it, and then

They gathered at the end of the year, chatted with each other and talked about the news, and then separated at the beginning of the next day, and reunited in the season when the ice and snow came. Therefore, when the ice and snow fell, they were often the warmest and brightest days in Ji Ling'er's heart. However, as she grew older, she began to find that many of the friends she met this year could not wait to come back in the winter snow of the second year. There were fewer friends around her, and the chats they gathered together became more and more silent. They depended on each other and were reluctant to leave. Then, in the season when the winter snow fell, they only had fewer people to return from afar.

Later I heard that those who disappeared all went to the sky. The young Ji Ling'er didn't know where the sky was where her senior brothers and sisters went, and finally realized that it meant that she would never come back. So she often stood lonely in the wind and snow, and Bingling Dongxue made her figure more beautiful and lonely every year.

Until that time the master was injured, she couldn't help but she burst into tears. As a result, she was thrown outside the palace gate of the snow and ice by the master who had always loved him. She slapped the palace gate with her heart and cried loudly, staying outside the cold snow for three days and three nights until the tears at the corners of her eyes turned into ice residue.

Finally, the palace gate opened and she never saw her master for the last time.

From that time on, Ji Ling'er cut off her expectations for those she was waiting for. From then on, Ji Ling'er began to not care about how many people would go to the ends of the world at the beginning of the year, and who would return when the winter snow came. Since then, Ji Ling'er has been accustomed to dealing with others indifferently, not knowing whether it is because of her intelligence that she is used to flattering and hoping to win her favor, or because she is afraid that some people will not be able to wait for her to return.

Yang Ze may be an alien, which made her feel like she had once returned to the days when she lived in love with those people in the past, so she cared about his life or death. Especially in the current situation where the earth and sea are so urgent.

"I said you don't have to come to me again, but now I regret it, so I come to you." Ji Ling'er said so naturally, but her clear eyes blooming at night made Yang Ze feel boiling. Because she had lost it, sometimes she didn't want to lose it again. In comparison, are these difficulties going through the countries of the mainland, setting foot on the Far East, and crossing the storm sea? She really didn't think about what happened after this, but the power she had was enough to support her without thinking about what she would do in the future.

"I want to ask you to promise me something." Yang Ze said.

"Yeah, you said." Ji Ling'er stood gentle.

"I want to hug you."

Facing Yang Ze's hot eyes, Ji Ling'er was slightly stunned.

Then Yang Ze stepped forward and took Ji Ling'er in her skirt into her arms. She smelled the fragrance of her hairline under her crystal earlobes. Her body as warm as jade, Yang Ze kissed Ji Ling'er's lips without hesitation without any psychological warnings.

A tough life does not require explanation, nor does it require hesitation. In the face of actions, language like a dwarf has no say in the giant.

Ji Ling'er's clear eyes suddenly opened wide at that moment, and the energy of her body surged rapidly burst out. The power of the Tianxuan Realm was like a storm sweeping through the dead leaves to the Earth Xuan Realm, killing and destroying anyone who dared to invade and blaspheme her sacred body.

Yang Ze's camp suddenly swelled. His throat sweetened, and his hand holding Ji Ling'er tightly released weakly. It seemed that he was about to be bombarded by an irresistible powerful force, along with the entire camp that was about to be destroyed without leaving any trace. However, at that moment, he was held by a pair of delicate arms and grabbed back, facing Ji Ling'er's expression of anger and shame as he flowed through the autumn waves. This bright charm was like a goddess blooming under the moonlight.

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