1854 Chapter 1854 Yunqiong Xianzong Duan Ye

"That's strange. If that woman is really Feng Xing, how could Nalan Mochen not be around?" Immortal Lord Wuwu thought deeply, and asked again: "Has Tianjizi revealed any news?"

"Hehehe, it's not that senior brother doesn't know. Unless he is willing to tell the news from Tianjizi's mouth, it's useless for anyone to ask. That day, Sect Master Yang sent the National People's Congress to go all the way to Tianshan Mountain. He didn't say either. Eight? One? Chinese website? w≥w≠w≈.≥8=1≤z=w≈.com"

The old man chuckled and shook his head: "However, I think it's better to let things take their course. When the time comes, maybe you don't need to look for it, and Feng Xing will appear."

The voices of the two of them gradually became weaker, until the voice could not be heard, Feng Ye, who was practicing sword, rolled his eyes and stopped after seeing that the two had gone far away.

"Yangyang Yangyang, the master has already left." Feng Ye's soft voice was lowered, with a hint of excitement, whispering.

Yang Yang stopped, looked at the place where the two were standing before looking at Feng Ye, and said one by one, "We still have to practice swords."

Ever since he was in danger, he knew that he had to practice hard to protect the people he wanted to protect, so during the days here, he learned whatever the master taught him, and he never slack off.

"But Yangyang, I miss my father and mother."

The little guy's mouth was flattened, and his bright eyes suddenly became watery, like a poor little puppy: "Daddy and Mommy haven't seen me for so long, they will definitely miss me, and I miss them too ,Want it so so much."

Yang Yang looked at him, thought for a while, and said: "Master said that we can go down the mountain when we grow up and have the ability to protect ourselves."

"How big is growing up? Do you have to wait until you are as tall as my brother?" The little guy stretched out his hand and gestured, raising one hand high, trying to describe Feng Xiao's height However, since he is short, he can only gesture like that.

"In addition to growing up, you have to become very powerful. If you can be as powerful as Sister Feng, then you can sneak down the mountain without growing up." Yang Yang thought of the most powerful person in his heart, Feng Jiu.

In his opinion, no one is as powerful as her.

"Is it Xiao Jiujiu who I want to call my niece?" Xiao Fengye's attention was diverted instantly. He was most curious about this niece who he didn't recognize but was older than him and younger than him. Don't know what she looks like.

"Well, Sister Feng is very powerful." Yang Yang nodded, talking about Feng Jiu, the expression on his face was different, and the twinkling eyes were full of admiration and respect that couldn't be concealed.

"Yangyang, tell me about Xiao Jiujiu! I want to know." He tugged on Yangyang's sleeve, his soft voice full of curiosity.

"Practice the sword first, and I'll tell you after I've practiced the sword." Yang Yang said, backing away again to get into a stance.

Seeing this, Xiao Fengye could only respond, and practiced again with the wooden sword, secretly making up her mind to practice hard, and go down the mountain early to find his father and mother.

At the same time, in another mountain peak of Yunqiong Immortal Sect, Duan Ye, who was coming out of retreat, walked out of the cave, and a boy in black stepped forward.

"Master, this is the news from over there."

Duan Ye took it over and glanced at it, his expression changed slightly, and his voice was a little shocked: "So many things have happened during this period of time?"