When ye Ziheng saw Lin Ya talking, he thought for a while. Finally, he sighed and nodded to take he Xiaan with him.

When he Xiaan saw this, he immediately showed an excited expression on his face, ran to linya's side, and kissed linya's face.

"All right, pack up. We'll start later."

The two women nodded, ran to their room and began to pack up.

When ye Ziheng saw the moment when they ran back to the room, he could not help frowning. He seemed to think something was wrong, but he quickly responded and clapped his head.

"You two, I told you to pack up the magic weapons and fighting articles. You don't need to prepare your clothes. We are going to fight there. It's inevitable that your clothes will be stained with blood. Even if you take them, you may not have time to change them."

Hearing ye Ziheng's words, the two girls came out without saying a word.

Seeing this scene, ye Ziheng is stunned again.

"Wait a minute, you. Don't you have a magic weapon and a storage ring?"

The two shook their heads coincidentally.

Ye Ziheng also had a headache, so he had to refine two storage rings for them on the spot, and then refine a six grade sword for he Xiaan according to their accomplishments, while Lin Ya's was seven grade sword.

As for the clothes on his body, ye Ziheng doesn't have girls' clothes either, so he has to wait for the place and let them prepare two sets.

"Now, put away the magic. Let's go."

Ye Ziheng said, then took two women to leave here, to the airport.

The private plane of the airport has been waiting for a long time. When ye Ziheng came up with two women, the captain couldn't help but be stunned. But ye Ziheng didn't speak. He asked more questions, so he started the plane and flew towards the direction of Xingchen mountain.

Ten hours later, the plane landed, and ye Ziheng and the two women came out of it.

It was just in the early morning, when the sun just rose and a warm sun fell on several people, bringing a little warmth to them.

Shortly after getting off the plane, a disciple in tianxingmen disciple's uniform ran to yeziheng's face, and then looked respectfully at yeziheng.

"Master ye, the patriarch sent me here to pick you up."

"Well, let's go."

Ye Ziheng nodded and said to the two women behind him.

That disciple's eyes also couldn't help looking at Lin Ya and he Xia'an. There was a curious color in his eyes, but it was due to ye Ziheng. So he just glanced at them casually, but didn't look much.

Along the way, ye Ziheng saw many ready-made warriors, from all sects, and from other countries, whose accomplishments were generally above wupinjing. The lowest one was at the beginning of wupinjing.

The disciple led ye Ziheng. Instead of taking him to the hall he had been to before, he took ye Ziheng to a small house.

"The patriarch is in it."

Said the disciple, and then he stood at the door.

When ye Ziheng saw this, he took Lin Ya and he Xiaan and walked in slowly. As soon as he entered, he saw that all the elders of tianxingmen, Qin Feng and Qin Han were gathered together and were discussing something. When he saw ye Ziheng coming, he closed his mouth and glanced at ye Ziheng. But he soon fell to the two girls beside ye Ziheng Up.