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Yan Qingyang waved his sleeves and stood up, a wide smile on his face. She had just broken through to the seventh level of Qi Cultivating Stage!

Ever since she came back, she had been in closed-door training. In just three months, she had successfully broken through. Now, her cultivation had gone without a hitch. She had found the same feeling as in her previous life.

Since he was at Qi Disciple level 7, he could enter the inner sect.

According to the rules of the Cloud Flower Sect, anyone under the age of 25 who enters Qi Disciple level 7 can enter the inner sect.

Yan Qingyang withdrew his protective array formation and pushed open the door. He walked out. It had been a long time since he had last seen Murong Yan, so he decided to take a look.

When Yan Qingyang landed his flying sword, he saw a person wearing red clothes like fire and holding a fan in his hand, staring blankly at the towering tree in front of the cave.

Yan Qingyang actually saw desolation on his face. Suddenly, Murong Yan moved, his right hand reached out and caught a dark green leaf. He stared blankly at that dark green leaf.

The door creaked open and Pang Zhen quietly walked out. He fearfully looked at Murong Yan, gathered his courage and said, "Senior brother Murong, you've been standing there for a long time and you haven't cultivated for many days. You …"

"You'll be in charge of whether I train or not?" Murong Yan turned around, a chilling wind blowing from his bright red sleeves.

Ah!" With a scream, she was struck by a gust of wind and fell to the ground. Her forehead touched the tongue on the side and a stream of blood slowly flowed out.

"Humph!" Even my master doesn't care about me, but you do? Who do you think you are? " Murong Yan's face was filled with anger, but there was also a trace of ridicule, "How many times have you called me? Hm? "After so many times, you still haven't learned your lesson. In my opinion, there's no need for you to stay in my Immortal's cave. I don't need you, you can leave now!"

He was shocked. He didn't care about the blood on his face as he stood up and said, "Senior apprentice brother Murong, I won't do anything from now on. You … don't chase me away!"

Murong Yan glanced coldly at the storage treasure before saying, "But, I hate it when you're in the way. Hurry up and pack up. Don't let me see you again after two hours!"

After speaking, he waved his sleeve and turned around, preparing to enter the immortal cave.

"Senior brother Murong!" Yan Qingyang walked out with a frown on his face and walked in front of Feng Zhiling. He wiped the blood from her forehead with a handkerchief. Fortunately, it wasn't serious. Even without pills, he estimated that it would only take a couple of days.

Murong Yan turned his head and saw Yan Qingyang. He had the same lazy expression as before, "Qingyang, you're here? It just so happens that she's your friend and was entrusted by you to take care of her at that time. Now that she's in no danger, let her go back! "

"No, I'm not leaving. I'm going to protect you …" she muttered.

Murong Yan's expression changed as the anger on his face grew even stronger. He pointed at the treasure deposit and asked, "You, what's your name? Leave immediately! "Scram!"

Yan Qingyang frowned as his anger rose and he stopped Murong Yan. "What's wrong with you?"

"Azure Sun!" Suddenly, a voice sounded. Yun Yue walked in leisurely from outside. He smiled as he glanced at Murong Yan and said, "Ignore him, he's been sick recently!"

Murong Yan ignored everyone and shook off Yan Qingyang. He walked through the door and slammed it shut.

Yun Yue walked up to them and gave them a meaningful glance, saying, "I think it's better for you to leave quickly. Murong Yan's personality is normal, even Qingyang and I can't help you if he lets you go. Besides, if you leave, you might be able to concentrate more on your cultivation."

Yan Qingyang looked at the storage treasure and discovered that she was only at the early stage of the 3rd level. Although this cultivation speed was fine among the service disciples, she didn't lack spirit stones, so this speed was a bit unreasonable.

Thinking about her attitude towards Murong Yan, she couldn't help but sigh. Actually, didn't she already realize that leaving Murong Yan would benefit her cultivation.

"Jane, you should go back." Yan Qingyang said gently.

"No!" She raised her head as tears rolled down her cheeks, "Qingyang, I'm not going back. You don't know that Shixiong Murong has been acting weird recently, so I'm worried that he …" "You, help me beg him, and let me stay, okay?"

"Of course I know you're worried about him." Yan Qingyang put his arm around her shoulders and sighed softly, saying, "But he's already at the eighth level of Qi Cultivating Stage, so there's no need for you to worry. Right now, I'm only worried about you …"

"Jane, you've long since become unlike yourself … Go back and find out where you are."

She knew it was hopeless to stay, so she sobbed for a while and left.

"He's still like that." Yun Yue sighed as he looked at the tightly shut door of Murong Yan's room.

"What happened to senior brother Murong?" Yan Qingyang asked curiously. She had been in closed-door training for three months and hadn't seen Murong Yan for a long time.

"Chi!" Yun Yue chuckled and raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong? Sick! "

Yan Qingyang was startled.

Yun Lele shouted towards the door of Murong Yan's room, "Lovesick!"

With a "kuangdang" sound, the door opened and Murong Yan rushed over like a ball of fire. He threw the folding fan in his hand towards Yun Le.

"Aiya, Qingyang, help!" Yun Yue screamed and hid behind Yan Qingyang. Yan Qingyang hurriedly blocked Murong Yan.

Murong Yan was at Qi Disciple level 8, and Yan Qingyang had just broken through to Qi Disciple level 7, so he wanted to find someone to train with. Thus, he started to fight Murong Yan without any hesitation.

Although Yan Qingyang had just broken through, he had plenty of battle experience. He was on par with Murong Yan in the beginning.

"Tsk tsk. Murong Yan, why are you so slow? Qingyang has almost caught up to you. If you don't work hard, you'll be dragged far away by us." Yun Le shouted and watched the fight from the side.

After a while, Yan Qingyan couldn't stand it anymore and jumped out. He said, "Senior Apprentice Brother Murong, stop. I've lost!"

Murong Yan waved his sleeves confidently and put away his fan. Yan Qingyang smiled and said, "That's right, Senior Brother Murong, are you really sick? Is he lovesick? "

Murong Yan flew into a rage and charged towards Yan Qingyang again.

Yan Qingyang laughed heartily and quickly fled.

Yun Yue and Yun Yue also joined in. The two of them fought Murong Yan together and after a while, the three of them were exhausted and stopped.

Murong Yan's face turned slightly red as he glared at Yun Yue and Yan Qing Yang.