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"Qu …"

Yun Wufei muttered, before shifting his gaze to the pale face, looking at the person thoughtfully. "Qu …" "Qu …"

Xu Shuiyue also walked over when she heard the sound. When she saw the word "song" on the flute, she couldn't help but be startled. "This …" "Could it be that this person is …"

"Cang Qu!" Yun Wuxia was silent for a while, before he softly said these two words.

"It's really Cang Qu?" Xu Shuiyue guessed the identity of this person and asked uncertainly.

"Huh?" Yin Jinsong was shocked upon hearing this, "This …" This person is the Demon Emperor who has turned the entire martial arts world upside down? "

"Besides the Demon Emperor, who else in this world is born with a beautiful face?" Yun Wuchang looked at the white jade flute, the red jade fan, and then looked at the letter Cang Qu. His normally clear eyes now had a hint of confusion in them, as he slowly said in a soft voice, "In the current world, there are not many people who can last this long under circumstances with heavy injuries!"

The slightly cold sea breeze brushed gently against his unparalleled face, as if he was afraid of desecrating his looks, but he couldn't help but want to touch it. He gently blew away the red collar and touched that person's fair neck … Skin like a snow lotus, no Adam's apple, full of beauty... That... It was something that only a woman would have …

When Xu Shuiyue saw this, her eyes immediately opened wide and she cried out in shock, "No!"

"Miss." Seeing this, Dong Wu hurriedly stepped forward.

"Miss Shuiyue?" Yin Jinsong was also shocked by her words.

"Your Highness, this person seems to be a girl." Xu Shuiyue said to Yun Wuchuan.

"Miss?" Yun Wuchang's eyes jumped and his heart froze. Then, looking at that person …

At this moment, something seemed to have twisted the thousand-year-old well … It was as if something had landed on the mirror … It was as if something had shaken the Bodhisattva tree … It was as if something had filled up that dreamless realm …

She … Hehe …

At this moment, Yun Wuxia could not help but smile, gently calling out that person's name. "Cang Qu …"

"Lord Demon Emperor Cang …" Unexpectedly … It's actually a woman? " He pointed at the man on the ground, astonished. It was as if the shock of his life had been used up by the man in front of him. After that, there was probably nothing that could shock him more than this man.

"But Your Highness, why would the Demon Emperor appear here?" Xu Shuiyue was still puzzled.

"Why is Shuiyue so confused? Think about it carefully, where is the other end of this sea of clouds?" Yun Wu Huan said with a faint smile.

"Yes …" Xu Shuiyue thought for a bit before her beautiful eyes lit up, "The sea of clouds is within my borders. Once I leave, the sea of clouds will disperse, and the tributaries of the sea of clouds will disperse … The largest one is the Cloud River in the Realm of Heavenly Trust! "

"The Heavenly Letter Nation... Tian Luan City … "Then, she came from the Heavenly Trust Country?" Yin Jinsong asked with a low voice, as if the doubts and shock in his heart were still unquenchable. Even his words were spoken very carefully, as if he was worried that he would wake this strange girl up.

Yun Wuming's gaze was fixated on Xin Cang Qu's face. His clear, clear, warm, and clear eyes seemed to have seen through everything and become an immortal, standing amongst the clouds. He could not help but cause others to sigh. How could such an indifferent and aloof young master be stained by the world?

[What is that expression?] What was the purpose of the light flowing in the depths of those bright eyes? Could it be that even the Immortal Lord was mesmerized by this man's beauty?

Xu Shuiyue looked at Yun Wumeng and pursed her lips. For some reason, her heart felt a tinge of sorrow and sorrow. Even though she had just realized that this person was an immortal king from the heavens, she couldn't reach him. He could actually look at a person with such confusion and frustration …

In the next moment, just as the people at the bow were guessing why Demon Emperor Cang would appear there, they saw Yun Wuchang reaching out his hands, carrying the beautiful woman on the deck, then walking towards the cabin.

"…"

Yin Jing Song's mouth was wide open. He stood there in a daze, staring at his highness … That spotless immortal lord … The Cloud Entering Fantasy King who was hidden on the island and didn't ask about the disputes of the world … That without desire, body like the Bodhi tree, heart like the mirror of the platform of the Island Owner... The man who never touched a woman...

Xu Shuiyue's face paled. This … Was this really the man in her heart who was as calm and tranquil as an immortal monarch?

"..."

"He fell into the Cloud River?" Inside King Chuan's Mansion, after hearing Ji Chuang's story, Xin Yuanchuan's eyes were deep.

Ji Chong Feng, who was sitting opposite of him, nodded slightly. His calm and unruly voice sounded again, "Senior Brother, why are you so surprised? Could it be that you're worried that Xin Lin has the ability to overturn the heavens? "

"You're right. If he didn't have the ability to overturn the heavens, how could he have escaped from my hands time and time again?" Xin Yuanchuan frowned slightly and said with a cold sigh, "Cutting the grass won't remove the roots, but spring winds will spring again!"

"That Cloud River is vast and boundless. Even a peerless expert with excellent water quality will not be able to survive after falling in there. Moreover, the Concealed Unicorn has already suffered heavy injuries. It is definitely not going to end well." Ji Chong Feng was still calm as he said those words. His heart was empty once again when he heard the words' the odds were against me '. That kind of oppressive feeling that bound him was actually causing him to be unable to catch his breath.

"I hope the heavens can borrow this east wind to bury that demon in the Cloud River!" Xin Yuanchuan got up and slowly walked to the window. He looked at the distant horizon and spoke with a firm and cold voice.

"I have already ordered the Black and White Protectors to stand guard over there day and night. Once the Trust Lin is discovered, he will be brought before you. No matter what, he will not be able to escape." Ji Chong Feng's vigorous voice did not carry any emotion.

"That's the only way." Not only was there no trace of happiness on his gloomy and cold face, it instead turned somewhat solemn. "The Black and White Yama are both seriously injured. He has already returned to the Black and White House to recuperate from his injuries."

"Yes." Ji Chong Feng faintly nodded his head.

Xin Yuanchuan's gaze was fixed on a certain spot. His dark and sharp eyes seemed to be brewing with shocking clouds and wind. He was silent for a long time before suddenly recalling something. He turned his gaze to Ji Chong Feng and asked, "Feng, have you seen the highest level of kungfu?"

"Never." Ji Chong Feng replied calmly, "If my prediction is correct, he will first visit the proton in Kun Wu Country, and secondly, he will not interfere with the conflict between you and Xin Lin."

When Xin Yuanchuan heard this, he raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "He was the one who saved that demon from Black and White Yama last night."

"Hmm?" Ji Chong Feng was surprised. "He actually saved Xin Lin?"

"If it wasn't for him, that monster would have died long ago at the hands of the Black and White Yama, and the Black and White Yama wouldn't have been so heavily injured, causing me to temporarily lose both of my hands!" Xin Yuanchuan's eyes flashed with a sinister, cold light. His tone was clearly filled with rage, and he even saw the great kungfu as an unpalatable enemy.

"That shouldn't be …" Ji Chong Feng frowned and mumbled in confusion: "Isn't Xin Lin as powerful as fire and water? Why would they save him and help him? "

"Maybe it's because of Kungfu. If the monster really wants to deal with Kungfu in the Tian Xin Country, even I might not be able to stop him, let alone Kungwu!" Xin Yuanchuan guessed silently.

However, he didn't know that at this moment, what Ji Chong Feng was concerned about was another question. "Senior Brother Chuan, have you ever seen Xin Lin make his move before?"

"Make a move?" Xin Yuanchuan didn't understand why he had asked such a question. In the next moment, his originally bright eyes darkened as if he had thought of something he didn't want to see, "We met two years ago."

The cold and gloomy voice actually trembled slightly. What was he trembling about? Could it be that he had hit his sore spot?

Ji Chong Feng looked at this abnormal Xin Yuan Chuan. His bright eyes seemed to want to break through the shield light in his eyes and peer deep into his heart.

After a while, Xin Yuanchuan spoke with a heavy tone, "His moves... Very strange... That kind of martial arts … "No one has ever heard of it, and no one has ever seen it …"

When Ji Chong Feng heard his words, he realized that his Senior Brother must have already suffered a great loss from Xin Lin, but these were not the things that he wanted to know the most. "How did he cultivate such a supreme martial art?"

"I don't know." Xin Yuanchuan shook his head slightly. The light in his eyes was still dim and cold, with a hint of disbelief in it. "I couldn't figure it out either. How could his martial arts be so unpredictable and demonic?"

Before Xin Yuan Chuan finished his sentence, Ji Chong Feng suddenly stood up and hastily said, "Senior Brother Chuan, I need to go back to Ji Ling first. I will pass on my message to you when the result is out."

Xin Yuanchuan didn't know why he was in such a hurry, but before he could ask, he had already started walking out.

"..."

The weather was still very clear in the afternoon, but in the evening, the rain had already started to fall.

The rain drops that were as big as beads made a crisp sound as they fell on the lotus leaves in the pond. The green lotus flower Bend Rhea seemed to be able to understand a person's mind as it lowered its head in the rain, deep in thought …

This year's spring seemed destined to be extraordinary. The night wind brought a hint of coolness and moisture along with the rain, brushing against her cheeks and slowly dripping onto the ground. However, the person at the window did not avoid it.

The dark night sky was shrouded by haze. Within the chaos, a snow-white figure stood still. Her long white hair recklessly fluttered on her heartstrings. An indifferent yet pure cold glint flashed within her ice-like beautiful eyes, as if she was precipitating something …

That fiery red figure kept swaying in front of his eyes, like a ghost, and was unable to disappear …

That pair was sometimes demonic-looking, sometimes playful, sometimes indifferent, sometimes sharp, sometimes bright, sometimes empty, sometimes devilish, sometimes cold … Ferghana's eyes flashed nonstop in those icy pupils, making eye contact with him …

And then there was the man's smile, the smile that sometimes was charming, sometimes mischievous, sometimes ironic, sometimes contemptuous, sometimes cold... His smile was within reach …