Chapter 58 fifty eight

A plain white figure walked up the stone path, but it was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.It didn't take long for the girl to come to the gate of the palace on the top of the mountain, but she didn't see her move the closed door, but the door opened by itself, and when the girl ran inside, it closed again by itself.The girl ran all the way, bypassing a rockery garden, and came to a lobby.A white-clothed woman in her twenties greeted her anxiously by the front door of the hall, and said angrily, "Why have you been gone for so long? The palace lord has been calling you for a long time, so hurry up!" The girl stuck out her tongue and said: "I'm afraid I will be scolded again!" After saying this, he turned and ran.

Passing through several corridors, a big house can be seen impressively.At this time, the door of the house is wide open, and the sunlight is looking into the house, making people outside the house unable to see the scenery inside the house clearly.The girl in white rushed into the room, smiled and said to the woman in white who was sitting on the upper seat in the room: "Master, I'm coming!" The woman in white clothes was about thirty years old, she looked like a fairy, but her face was majestic, she looked like a master, she frowned at the girl, and said slightly annoyed: "If you don't practice well, where did you go?" The girl vomited Sticking out his tongue, he said: "Master has already practiced the Bingling Sword Qi Zen element, so why not just go out and play for a while?" He said with a frightened expression, but he couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth .

"Has Sister Chan Su understood the icy cold sword energy of Senior Sister?" A gentle and elegant voice came from the guest seat on the left, and the girl in white's eyes lit up, and she turned her head and said joyfully, "Sister Qingyou! When will you come back?" of?" As he spoke, he ran towards the person who spoke. That person was dressed in light blue, exuding a super-dusty air all over his body. It was Ye Qingyou.The girl in white rushed forward, hugged Ye Qingyou's shoulders, and said: "Sister Qingyou, you have been gone for more than a year, but you have been thinking about Zen. Is it fun outside?" The last sentence was a sneak peek. After glancing at Master, he whispered.

The woman in white pretended to be angry and said: "It's still so big or small, it's your uncle who spoiled you, your uncle has a heavy responsibility, and it's not like going out to visit mountains and rivers, what's the fun?" Ye Qingyou's expression darkened, and her sadness was faintly visible.The girl was startled when she saw this, before she was about to ask a question, Ye Qingyou said: "It's just that there are more people outside, nothing special." It's a fun place to go, the world outside must be more interesting! Sister Qingyou, why don't you take me down the mountain, and I can help you deal with that person."

The white-clothed woman's complexion darkened, and she said slightly angrily: "Do you know what kind of person your uncle is dealing with? You really don't know the depth! The wolf king's skill is unpredictable, even if he is a teacher, he is not his opponent. You are a little Child, how can I help your uncle? Besides, this monster is cruel and tyrannical, if you fall into its hands, it will be no wonder you won't be torn into pieces and eaten!" The girl pouted, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm just scaring people, my uncle has been fighting with him for more than a year, isn't it okay..." Ye Qingyou smiled faintly, but couldn't hide her sadness.At this time, a woman in white floated over, and bowed to the first woman: "Palace Master, Lady Xuanqing, please go to Ziyun Palace as soon as possible, Mr. Long has woken up."

The woman at the top was overjoyed when she heard the words, and said: "It seems that Mr. Long has recovered, let's go and have a look!" The girl in white wondered: "Mr. Long? Which Mr. Long? When will a man come out of the holy palace?" La?" Ye Qingyou said indifferently: "Young Master Long is the heir of the Dragon Fist that protects the world. I was seriously injured. Thanks to Young Master Long's real energy to save me, I survived, but Young Master Long almost died because of it. Although I forcibly beat his true energy returned to his body, but Mr. Long was still unconscious, so I had no choice but to bring Mr. Long back to the palace and ask Master to treat him with spells. It seems that there is nothing wrong now." The girl in white was surprised: "Sister Qingyou was seriously injured? Was it harmed by the wolf king?" Ye Qingyou shook her head and said: "No. It's a long story." The girl in white rolled her eyes and suddenly smiled and said: "It's really rare for this young master Long to spare his life to save his sister. "Closed close to Ye Qingyou's ear and whispered: "Could it be that you have a crush on your sister?"

Ye Qingyou was startled when she heard the words, before she could speak, the girl in white had already pulled her up and said: "Let's go to Ziyun Palace and see this young master!" The three of them left the big house and came to a large hall along the corridor. The white-clothed woman and Ye Qingyou, who are called the master of the palace, took a step forward, bowed deeply, and said, "Disciple pays homage to Master." He also saluted and said, "Grandson pays homage to master!" An old and kind voice came from the half-opened palace door: "Little ghost girl, come in quickly." The girl in white smiled coquettishly, opened the door and rushed in.The palace lord shook his head with a smile, and said to Ye Qingyou: "Master loves Zen Su so much that I can't control her anymore." Ye Qingyou smiled slightly, and walked into the hall with the palace lord.

36. Trick The furnishings in the hall are very simple. There is only a red carpet in the center that can accommodate dozens of people. An old woman is sitting on it. She looks like she is in her fifties or sixties. Not many, with a ruddy complexion, which can be called a childlike face with white hair.Sitting in front of the old woman was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, when he saw someone coming, he stood up quickly and smiled gently, but it was Long Ziwen. While running towards the old woman, the girl in white looked up and down at Long Ziwen, with an ambiguous smile on her lips, when she ran in front of the old woman, she fell into the old woman's arms and said coquettishly: "Mr. Ancestor, Chansu wants to accompany Qingyou sister down the mountain, but Master forbids her, and she is even cruel to her!"

The old woman smiled kindly and said: "My little Chan Su Kungfu is not yet mastered, and I need to practice for a few more years. Get up quickly, and I'm not afraid that Mr. Long will laugh at you." The girl raised her head without any shyness, Asked Long Ziwen: "Will you laugh at me?" Without waiting for Long Ziwen to answer, he said again: "My name is Xue Chansu, and I am sister Qingyou's nephew. What is your name?" Long Ziwen smiled slightly, secretly thinking that the girl is very generous, cupped her hands and said: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Long Ziwen." The girl tilted her head and said: "I like your name, so I'll call you Brother Ziwen !"

"You made Mr. Long laugh." The palace lord in white came up to Ye Qingyou side by side, and said with a smile: "This child is naturally lovable, spoiled by us, and doesn't understand any rules." Long Ziwen said: "Where is it?" , this little sister is innocent and innocent, and she is indeed lovable." Ye Qingyou pointed to the palace lord in white, and said calmly: "This is my senior sister, Min Yulian, the current lord of the Holy Palace." Long Ziwen hurriedly gave a deep salute to the palace lord in white, and said: "It turns out to be the lord of the Holy Palace. Ziwen has met the Palace Master."

Min Yulian hurriedly replied: "Mr. Long, don't be so polite. This time, thanks to Mr. Long, he sacrificed his life to save my junior sister, otherwise...is Mr. Long all right?" Healing, I'm fine." Then he said to Ye Qingyou: "I also want to thank Miss Ye for saving me." Ye Qingyou said lightly: "It's the little girl who should thank Mr. Long."