"You don't know?" Fu Chengyu looks at Ling Chuxi in surprise. They think that Ling Chuxi and Mo Kong together, is bound to know each other's identity. But he didn't know Ling Qing.

"I only know that he is very good, even ye Qianhe is slapped with peach blossom all over his face." Ling Chuxi said with a smile.

"If ye Qianhe meets him, he will not come to a good end. He is the guardian of the kingdom of Nanxia." Fu Chengyu said.

"Guardian?" Ling Chuxi asked in doubt. I have never heard of any guardians in the southern Xia kingdom before.

"If it wasn't for your accident, even we didn't know there was such a guardian in the kingdom of Nanxia." Fu Chengyu explained, "not only our southern Xia state, but also all the countries in the mainland have such a guardian. They are powerful, and they are closely related to the major sects, or they are the children of the clan. Of course, those who can become the guardians of a country are of extraordinary status even in the sect, far from being comparable to those of Ye Qianhe

"Since we have such a guardian in Nanxia, why didn't he show up when the big prince happened, and why did ye Qianhe break into the palace without permission?" Ling Chuxi was more puzzled.

"The guardians, in the final analysis, are just a way to maintain the balance among the countries in the mainland by various major sectors. If the situation does not reach the point where the country is destroyed and the country is ruined for thousands of miles, they will never easily take action. This time, if it was not to save you, he did not dare to come to Mr. Mo easily. You can see that he did not have a good feeling for him Fu Chengyu said.

No wonder Ye Qianhe got a slap, looking at Mo Kongyuan like hell, finally ran away, and Mo Kongyuan in addition to strength, the head is not small.

Thinking of Ye Qianhe being slapped three times in a row, and then ran away like a lost dog, Ling Chuxi suddenly felt very happy that ye Qianhe's fate could be written into a book, the title of which is "miserable world".

Mo Kongyuan quickly came back with a tea set and tea. He found a pavilion and began to cook tea.

His movements were natural, and he felt nothing at first. The more he saw it, the more he saw it, the more pleasant he felt. Unconsciously, his mind seemed to be introduced into a strange land.

At this moment, Ling Chuxi could clearly feel the clouds floating in the sky with the wind, which seemed to be changeable, but still inseparable from his ancestors. Feeling the changes in the clouds, Ling Chuxi subconsciously formed a formula for turning clouds. He felt that it was so natural and fluent without half a minute delay.

After all, it is the martial arts skills learned secretly. No matter how Ling Chuxi comprehended and integrated, there will still be a lot of sluggish places, which can not be used easily. Until this time, in that magical artistic conception, Ling Chuxi really mastered the cloud turning formula, or in other words, began to turn the cloud turning formula into her own martial art.

Ling Yichen and bailihan's spirits are also integrated into Mo Kongyuan's movements. In Ling Yichen's body, you can clearly feel the open-minded and heroic in the vast sea and sky, while bailihan, in the calm of returning to nature, has a kind of carefree and easy that he is willing to wind and rain.

Solitary Pavilion, bridge, water, with the faint but refreshing tea fragrance, is so beautiful.

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