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Maybe her old father and her good uncle would also be willing to listen to her explanation. Their sincere eyes have been on Qi Zhiyan, and they hope that Qi Zhiyan can give them a reason.

Why were they worried about Qi Zhiyan, but when they arrived, they saw that their little treasure was actually playing a hooligan to the saintess of Biluo Qingmen! ?

Qi He couldn't help thinking that if Yuan Wuya saw this, he would definitely fight him to the death.

Qi Zhiyan opened her mouth, but found that she had nothing to explain.

In the end, she could only look at her old father and her good uncle without any scruples, and there was a sense of sight that I loved so much.

Qi He: "..."

Shang Qijue: "..."

It's all Luo Miao's blind and barren teaching, and they've all ruined Qi Zhiyan's belt!

There was a strange atmosphere between the three of them, but all of this had nothing to do with Yan Hui. Although she looked indifferent and aloof, it did not delay her from watching the show, but she was aggrieved and could not participate.

In the end, Shang Qijue spoke first to ease the strange atmosphere. He looked at Yan Hui and asked with a smile, "I wonder if the saintess are used to eating and living in the magic palace?"

Qi Zhiyan just wanted to tell Shang Qijue that Yanfen wouldn't care about you at all, but Yanfen should answer Shang Qijue's question.

"It's okay." Yan Yan said lightly.

Qi Zhiyan: "??"

Shang Qijue nodded and said: "That's good, the saintess don't have to worry, we don't want to hurt you, we just want to use Qianxue Ninghua from your faction. ."

The words are quite polite and polite, but the things are quite domineering and unreasonable.

Yan Hui looked at Shang Qijue's smiling eyes. Although she was smiling, the smile did not reach her eyes, it was very fake.

"No." Yan Hui looked at Qi He, her eyes pressed down, "Blood Demon Qi He?"

Qi Zhiyan didn't expect that Yan Hui would take the initiative to talk to her old father, "Do you know my father?"

It stands to reason that everyone in the Xuanling Continent knows her father's name, but facing Yan Hui, Qi Zhiyan is still worried that Yan Hui will not know, after all, she doesn't seem to know the world.

Qi He was not surprised that Yan Hui knew him, but he didn't expect that Yan Hui would take the initiative to talk to him, "What? The little girl knows the old man?"

Yan Yan looked at the same age as Qi Zhiyan, and Qi He communicated with her like a senior.

In this regard, Qi Zhiyan silently gave Qi He a roll of eyes.

Qi He: "..."

Shang Qijue snickered and asked, "Let me introduce, this is Qi He, the Palace Master of Ten Thousand Demons. What does the Holy Maiden want to say to the Palace Master?"

"Can you?" Yan Hui stood up, stood up straight, and said with a serious expression, "Let's learn from each other?"

Learn from each other! ?

Qi He: "..."

Shang Qijue: "..."

Qi Zhiyan: "..."

No idea!

In addition to the high-cold character, the original body also has a martial arts character. When I see a powerful person, I always want to learn from each other, in order to improve my own strength and facilitate cultivation.

In the past when he was in Biluo Qingmen, Yuan Shen would often ask Yuan Wuya and the elders of Biluo Qingmen to exchange spiritual skills.

Qi He laughed as if he heard a joke, and said, "You little girl, you don't know how high the sky is? You are only the first-level spiritual saint, do you know the strength of this old man? You dare to boast about Haikou and the old man to learn from each other, think dead?"

Yan Hui naturally knew: "The high-level peak of the Holy Spirit."

It's just that he suppressed the blazing riot for Qi Zhiyan, and his foundation was slightly damaged. If he fought Yuan Wuya, he might not be able to fight.

"Heh, you still dare to ask me to discuss?" Qi He raised his brows, "Didn't your master teach you...don't you be too ambitious?"

"Just study," Yan Hui saw Qi He's delay in agreeing, "If you don't want to, don't force it."

"..." Qi He was suddenly unhappy, feeling that he was seen clearly by the younger generation, as if he was too timid to fight, and was extremely humiliated, "Okay, I will fight with you, but... click here. until."

I also expect you to exchange for Qianxue Ninghua.

Yan Hui twitched at the corner of her mouth, "Thank you."

Yan Hui rarely smiles, but it's not that she doesn't know how to laugh. She was very happy to be able to learn from Qi He today, so she smiled.

People who don't laugh for many years, give a cold smile, like a ray of light from the dark abyss, which makes people's eyes bright and yearning for no reason.

Qi Zhiyan remembered that smile, which she could not forget for a long time.

"Chih-ro, what are you thinking?" Seeing Qi Zhi-ro lowered his eyelashes, Shang Qijue wondered what he was thinking.

Qi Zhiyan reacted and said uncomfortably, "I didn't think of anything."

"I have long heard that the Saintess of Biluo Qingmen is the number one beauty in the Xuanling Continent, but now that I see it," Shang Qijue sighed, "You don't deceive me."

Just now, Yan Hui's faint smile surprised the three of them, and only moved one's heart.

Qi Zhiyan looked at Yan Hui, who was standing in the distance. She was dressed in pale white clothes, with black hairpins, and was clean and refined. Compared with this palace of ten thousand demons, Qi Zhiyan felt that it was not pleasing to the eye no matter how she looked at it.

"Seventh Uncle, what do you think Yan Hui looks like?"

The name of the saintess of Biluo Qingmen is Yan Hui, although the world knows it, but there are too many saints. When Qi Zhiyan asked abruptly, Shang Qijue almost didn't respond.

He looked at Yan Hui who was flying up into the sky, white clothes fluttering like a white cloud, "Immortal."

Qi Zhiyan smiled, "Immortal? Seventh Uncle's compliment is really admirable."

"Then what do you think of the statue of the saint?" Shang Qijue asked, "Tell me about it?"

Qi He is really powerful, on par with Yuan Wuya, Yan Hui can't beat Yuan Wuya, and naturally he can't beat Qi He.

However, when discussing with Yuan Wuya, Yuan Wuya recalled her, so he showed mercy everywhere, but although Qi He said mercy, his moves were fierce and fierce, and Yan Hui was almost hit by a single blow several times.

When Qi He and Yan Hui were competing against each other, they could feel Yan Hui's strength. Qi Zhiyan couldn't beat Yan Hui at all. A glimmer of admiration flashed in his eyes. With such extraordinary strength at such a young age, he might become the youngest in the Xuanling Continent. the spirit of God.

Yan Hui was hit on the shoulder by Qi He's spiritual skill. Fortunately, he dodged in time and didn't hit the center, otherwise Yan Hui would go to see the King of Hell.

Yan Hui spit out blood.

Seeing this, Qi He stopped and said with a smile, "Enough is enough. If you continue to fight, you will go to see Lord Yama."

Yan Hui wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and cupped her hands, "Thank you."

"Oh, you little girl is interesting, thank me for being vomited by me. If you are not a disciple of Yuan Wuya, I can teach you." Thinking of this, Qi He felt a little pity.

Mutated ice root, a rare genius root in the world.

Pity! Pity!

"No," Yan Hui said, "I have a master."

Qi He spread his hands, curled his lips and said, "Don't pull it, I'm not willing to teach it yet."

Shang Qijue waited for a long time and didn't see Qi Zhiyan say the next sentence. He tilted his head to see that Qi Zhiyan kept staring at Yan Yan. He didn't understand the emotion in his eyes, but he always felt that this look was a little uncomfortable.

"What do you think Yan Hui looks like?" Shang Qijue asked, "Did you say it just now?"

Qi Zhiyan shook her head and said, "Think of a light."

"A ray of light?" Shang Qijue didn't understand.

What a metaphor! ?

Qi Zhiyan didn't explain much, Yan Hui and Qi He finished the test, turned around and walked towards Qi Zhiyan slowly.

Every step, gently, stepped on the tip of her trembling heart.

Her eyebrows were picturesque, her eyebrows were clear, and her clothes were fluttering.

She was obviously not smiling, but Qi Zhiyan still saw a smile in Yan An's eyes.

She seems to be very happy, is it because she lost? Or are you so happy because you have a fight with someone powerful?

Qi Zhiyan suddenly felt that Yan Ani seemed to be easy to understand.

It was obvious that she was standing under the light of the sky so frankly.

Yan Yan stopped and watched Qi Zhiyan grab her hand.

"Are you so happy?" Qi Zhiyan looked at the blood on the corner of her mouth that had not been wiped clean, and raised her hand. Although Yan Hui avoided it, she let her gently wipe it off for her, "It's all lost."

Yan Hui blinked, as if she didn't understand why Qi Zhiyan asked such a sentence, "It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, you just want to learn."

When Shang Qijue heard this sentence, he praised, "Not bad! He really is a person who is exquisite and exquisite."

Qi He also knew that Yan Hui's competition with him was to teach him, not to fight him to the death.

"Do you like to learn from others?" Qi Zhiyan asked.

Yan Yan nodded.

Qi Zhiyan pointed at herself, "Why don't you fight me?"

Yan Hui looked at Qi Zhiyan seriously, frowning lightly, "You can't."

"why?"

Don't look down on her! ?

"You can't beat me."

This is a fact, Qi Zhiyan is only a middle-level spiritual master, and he has beaten the spiritual saint Yan Hui at all.

Qi Zhiyan: "..."

"And..." Yan Hui looked at her spiritual roots, "You haven't recovered well."

Qi Zhiyan's eyes lit up, "If I cultivate well, can I learn from you?"

Yan Hui said lightly, "Yes."

Then he let go of Qi Zhiyan's hand and forcibly grabbed her hand, and went back to the room.

"What do you mean by what the saint said just now?" Shang Qijue asked, "Did you let the saint hit you during the fiery riot last night?"

Qi He frowned, stepped forward, and said anxiously, "Chiro, did you have a seizure last night and was seen by that little girl?"

Qi Zhiyan didn't intend to hide it from them, she nodded and said, "Well, she saw it."

Qi He immediately checked Qi Zhiyan's body and worried: "Did that little girl attack you, where did you get hurt? Did that little girl sneak up on you?"

Shang Qijue was also full of worry, "Chiro, you just said self-cultivation, but where did you get hurt? Let Qishu see?"

"I'm fine, it's just that my vitality hasn't recovered yet, I'll be fine after a sleep," Qi Zhiyan jumped a few times for fear that the two of them would be worried, "Look, there's nothing wrong."

When Shang Qijue saw that Qi Zhiyan was really fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Then when you had a seizure, didn't the saint do anything to you?"

"Have."

Qi He was immediately furious, "I'm going to kill her!"

Qi Zhiyan hurriedly grabbed her old father and said speechlessly, "Listen to me first, this is a violent temper!"

Shang Qijue also grabbed Qi He, "Palace Master, listen to Zhi Yan first."

Qi He aggressively said, "You say it!"

"She helped me ease the blazing riot," Qi Zhiyan said, which shocked the two of them, "She is Bing Linggen, and she has a suppressing effect on my blazing riot. Last night, she noticed my spiritual riot, so she helped me. Suppressed the fiery riot, so I didn't have a hard time last night."

Qi Zhiyan didn't tell them that what could really help her suppress the fiery riot was Yanfen's blood. She was worried that her old father slaughtered Yanfen to drink blood for her.

Qi He didn't expect Yan Hui to help Qi Zhiyan, it was obvious that they were hostile.

Shang Qijue was not surprised that Yan Yan would help Qi Zhiyan, but felt that Yan Yan would make such a move, "The Holy Maiden is really an extraordinary person."

yes--

Qi Zhiyan looked at the closed door. She was such a person, so that she could see a glimpse of the sky when she had lived under the dark clouds since she was a child.

The author has something to say: Yan Yan: Have a fight, okay?

Lord God: I will set the venue.

Yan Hui: What venue?

Lord God: On the bed, I let you "play" as you like.

System: I can choose a good Huanghuali or Simmons, depending on the Lord God's preference.