Chapter 469

"Yes Yan Qingyang bowed his head to answer.

"Good, good!" Burning day satisfied smile, a wave of hand, already someone will cloud music bet down.

"Ying Jiang, you are tired today, so take a rest for half a day and go to practice tomorrow!" The burning sky said softly.

Yan Qingyang left silently and turned to leave.

With a wave of Wei Ling's hand, the rest of the swordsman and the demon disciples also retreated.

Burning days back to his seat, and comfortable tilt up, he picked up a grape on the table, eat it.

Wei Ling stepped forward, beat his shoulder flatteringly, and said: "Your Highness, you are really powerful. Do you see Ying Jiang's face? Ha ha, you scared her!"

"Ha ha!" Huotian ate another grape and squinted, "by the way, Lu Yan needs to play. By the way, show Ying Jiang to let her know that none of us are vegetarians!"

"And yingle, it's really a time to commit a crime." Wei Ling cleverly beat the shoulder of burning sky and said.

"Yingle is of great use!" With a squint in his eyes, Huotian said, "yingle's cultivation speed is also very fast, but it's slower than Yingjiang's, and his identity is not ordinary. How can I stay? By the way, I'll save him and let him appreciate us. Later, I'll temper it. Hum, it's very useful!"

"Yes, your highness is wise!" Wei Ling continued to smile.

After a while, Wei Ling also retired, her heart is very happy.

At the beginning, Ying Jiang came, and Huotian thought highly of her. He said that Ying Jiang only listened to him. Even Wei Ling, the head of Jianshi, couldn't give any orders to Jiang.

At that time, Wei Ling was both jealous and resentful. However, she knew the temper of burning heaven, and she could not express her dissatisfaction.

Then she realized that Ying Jiang was only for the practice of burning heaven. Even if she was extremely qualified, she might lose her life in a year or two.

To this day, she saw the attitude of burning heaven to Jiang, and completely understood.

Burning the sky must be due to Jiang's dissatisfaction with his recent performance, otherwise he would not seize yingle and force Yingjiang.

Before burning heaven, I was afraid Yingjiang would not cooperate. Now, don't be afraid. With yingle in hand, Yingjiang can't practice well?

Wei Ling had a bad breath in her heart. Before, she was afraid of offending Ying Jiang. Ying Jiang didn't cultivate well. Now, she can't wait to find her so as to have another bad breath.

So, just a moment after Yan Qingyang returned to his residence, Wei Ling came.

"Ah, Ying Jiang, you really have a rest. Your highness says that it is considerate of you to let you rest. Now your brother is in prison. If you don't practice hard and please your highness, you still have a rest here. I don't think you want Ying Le's life?" Wei Ling leans against the door and says strangely.

Yan Qingyang looked up and immediately understood why Wei Ling changed her face.

After she came back, she went to the Yufan space. She just came out and planned to go to see yunlele. At this time, however, now that Wei Ling came, she couldn't go. So she ignored Wei Ling, cleaned up and started to go out.

Wei Ling was ignored, angry, her foot a stretch, stopped Yan Qingyang.

"Well, what's your attitude? I'm in charge of swordsman! " Cried Wei Ling.

"What do you think my attitude towards you is?" Yan Qingyang pushed Wei Ling, pushed her away and went out, "if you have any suggestions, please go to find his highness Huotian!"

"Yingjiang, you dare to be disrespectful to me. Wait, yingle, don't want to have a good life!" Wei Ling said angrily.

Yan Qingyang turned his head and said, "well, if my brother doesn't live well, I'm worried. I'm afraid my cultivation will slow down!"

"You Wei Ling looks at Yan Qingyang angrily.

Yan Qingyang went to the Magic Cave, took two pills, and began to practice. At night, after the practice, she came out and went to the prison.

In the cell, yunlele didn't suffer any more, but it was hard enough to stay in such a small place day by day.

"Brother, you... Why are you..." Yan Qingyang looks at Yun Lele with a desire to stop talking.

"I said, it's me who's confused. The color makes me confused!" Yun Lele's answer this time is very firm.

After staying in the hall for a while, he realized that Yan Qingyang was in a bad situation, and now he even made her worse.

"Yingjiang, how are you? How is your highness treating you? " Asked Yun Lele.

"Fortunately, I'm practicing for your highness. When your Highness's blood sucking magic skill reaches the Ninth level, my task will be completed..." Yan Qingyang said vaguely.

Yun Lele frowned, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but soon disappeared.

"Ying Jiang, my brain is very strange recently, and I always come up with strange ideas..." Yun Lele suddenly said thoughtlessly, he and Yan Qingyang across the iron pillars, grabbed her hand, and continued to say, "it's like that after going to the demon sea once..."

Yan Qingyang felt that she had one more thing in her hand.

She looks unchanged, the thing in her hand, a send, sent into the sleeve, said: "brother, you are not always like this."

"Yes Yun Lele retreated and sat on the ground, and said, "OK, you go back. I'm ok. You should take care of yourself." Yan Qingyang said a few more words to him and then withdrew. She squeezed her sleeve tightly all the way, and did not go back to her house, but went back to the magic cave. There are few people who can enter the Magic Cave, and there are few people who can follow her. She goes back to the Magic Cave, looks around, and takes the thing that Yun Lele gave from her sleeve. It was a roll of paper that had been wet with sweat. She opened it and there were several words on it. Yan Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes and stared at those words for a long time. For a long time, she moved her eyes down and looked at the simple map on the paper. What does this mean? Yunlele said that he always had strange ideas in his head. He gave this map and wrote these words. Is there anything left by his ancestor Yunshi? Yan Qingyang thought for a long time, sighed and put it into the storage bag. Here, she knows no one and is on alert. She has some questions and doesn't know how to ask. For example, how to get rid of the control of burning the sky. Yan Qingyang sighed. She was sitting cross legged with her head down. Suddenly, a pair of feet appeared in front of her. A look up, see burning night is quietly looking at her. Burning night dressed in black, cold, a pair of eyes like dark glass, staring at Yan Qingyang, motionless. Elegant, handsome and beautiful“ Noon, the corner of extinction, why don't you go? " After watching for a while, the burning night asked. He frowned and his face changed. He suddenly pulled Yan Qingyang's wrist and pulled her up. His eyes suddenly widened: "Qingqing, what did he do to you?"