Although Xu Fei is worried about the cause of the stone, and wins the mother of the rain, but his face is not vivid, as always, bold and refreshing.

Shi Yan is a happy face to Yan Zhao songs.

"Yeah, come back." Yan Zhaoge said in a generous manner: "We brought back the will of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

Although Xu Fei and Shi Jie did not know the existence of Xianting, the name of Hu Mingxin, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, was naturally heard.

Yan Zhaoge also concealed the story of Hu Yuexin and the Emperor Yin Tian of the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, Xu Fei and Shi Yi both were able to say: "The predecessor model, the soul is home, this is a good thing."

"The hibiscus stars are inherited from each other, and they are all heroic. I am waiting for the later generations. Apart from this little thing, they can only work hard and live up to their expectations." Yan Zhao Song pretends to be easy. Looking at Shi Yan, he smiled: "The children have made remarkable progress in these years. I have brought you good things this time."

Ishigaki asked curiously: "Good things?"

Yan Zhaoge showed out the silkworm from the crane demon: "This treasure helps to eliminate the hidden dangers of you and Yu Zhenzi."

"There are these ills solved, and then you will be flying in the sky, no more obstacles."

After listening to Yan Zhaoge’s words, Shi Jie said happily: “How can you discourage your disciples if you don’t want to work hard? But there is only one thing in this thread. If the number is limited, please take care of my mother first. ”

He was embarrassed to say: "I think you are the uncle of Yan Shishu and the master of the division and my master. They should have a comprehensive consideration. I don't need to interject, but I still miss my heart."

Yan Zhaoge and Xu Fei both laughed, Yan Zhaoge shook his head: "Do not worry, this is not just for one person, your mother and child, even the Emperor Chen, who is on their side, will take it."

"Oh, that's good, then that's good." Shi Yan heard the words, and suddenly laughed.

Yan Zhaoge entered the house with both of them and went to the back hall.

There was a hailstone quietly placed there. A woman in the hail closed her eyes and fell asleep. It was the mother of Shijie who won the rain.

Yan Zhao’s finger flicked, and the streamer flashed, and the ban on the hail was unblocked.

Although I know that the demon of the soil must be cautious, there will be no easy movements, but some precautions that must be made are definitely essential.

After the ban was banned, Yan Zhao song opened the hail, and one hand sneaked into the air and placed it over the forehead.

With the aerodynamics of Yanzhao song fairy, the winner of the rain suddenly appeared on the forehead.

After the appearance of this seal, Yan Zhao’s song suddenly felt invisible, as if there was a pair of eyes, looking at him.

It felt like a flash, and there was no trace in an instant. People couldn’t help but wonder if they felt the illusion.

Yanzhao songs did not change, the fingertips picked the silk, and the silk suddenly broke, and then seemed to be blown down by the breeze, accurately covering the real forehead of the rain, covering the seal.

Then, Yan Zhao songs the remaining silk scorpion, the fingers volley outline, also wrote the road signs, and then fell, and fell on the surface of the forehead.

A few, a pocket-sized but complex and mysterious array of characters, will be integrated into it.

After doing all this, Yan Zhaoge closes his hand, re-closes the retreat, and then seals.

The woman in the hail did not move, did not have any consciousness, did not change, and had already slept.

"Let's go." Yan Zhaoge nodded, and the three came out together, then Yan Zhao song turned to look at Shijie.

Shi Yan immediately meditation on the knees, holding a Yuan Shouyi, closed eyes, restrained atmosphere.

Yan Zhao song is like a gourd, like a method of processing, intercepting a small piece of silk, engraving the array, falling on the forehead of the stone.

Shi Yan sat quietly, at this moment, he was sensitive to his own, and he only felt that his heart was slightly turbulent.

It seems to be more clear and smart than before, but it seems to be more turbid and stagnant.

Two opposite contradictory feelings appear at the same time, plausible, mysterious and mysterious.

After listening to the description of Shi Jie, Yan Zhao song nodded: "This is correct, indicating that my previous conjecture is correct."

Xu Fei, Shi Yan, and both of them listened to this statement and felt excited.

"When you practice with your heart, you don't have to worry too much about the rainy scorpion. It's not yet time for us to see the true chapter with each other." Yan Zhao song got up and said: "The other party is planning the opportunity, but their chances, It’s also our opportunity to see who is better at the time.”

He looked directly at the eyes of Shi Jie: "To fight with the devil, the help of the outside world is supplemented by all, and it is still in its own mind."

Ishigaki Masaru said: "The disciple understands that he must follow the teachings of Yan Shishu."

"I still have transaction processing in the sect, and I walked with Yan Shidi." Xu Fei looked at Shi Yan: "Today's class is here first, and you will carefully study it yourself, breaking the void and seeing the true God. It is also anxious and needs to be accumulated."

Shi Yan sent two people out: "Master is assured, disciples save."

After leaving the residence of Shi's mother and child, Yan Zhao song said with emotion: "A blink of an eye has passed for so many years."

"Yeah, for decades..." Xu Fei was slightly fascinated.

"Xu Shixiong, I have worked hard for you over the years." Yan Zhaoge said: "I lazily control the things in the sect, relying on you to help your father take care of them."

It takes time to take up time and handle the daily affairs of the martial art.

Even if it is not something to be close to, but to know people, but many things, still need the leader to take the idea.

If the younger generation is already able to carry a big role, the old generation of Guangcheng Mountain can not easily.

And Xu Fei himself is also a martial genius, and he is more diligent.

On weekdays, it seems that there is no obvious mountain, but every step forward is extremely stable, and there are few places where bottlenecks are stuck.

Along the way, while helping Yan Di, Yuan Zhengfeng, Fang Zhun and others to share the affairs of the Zongmen, while repairing the realm has not fallen, it has already reached Wu Sheng Liu, see the realm of the late period of God.

Only in terms of realm theory, Xu Fei is only behind Yan Zhaoge, Feng Yunqi, Yan Di, Yuan Zhengfeng and Fang Zhun in Guangcheng Mountain.

The potential and strength of martial arts are superior, and the daily affairs of Zongmen are well organized and fair.

In addition to the special Yan Zhaoge, he is considered to be the most likely to take over the portal.

Xu Fei returned to God and smiled cheerfully: "Where do you say this? As a disciple, I am duty-bound, let alone tell you, you have been walking these years, doing so many big things, which one It’s not earth-shattering, it’s much more difficult than the tedious things in the sacred door, but you’ve done it one by one. This is the skill.”

"No matter how big or small things are, people always have to do it. People who can do real things are amazing." Yan Zhao sings and laughs.

Xu Fei laughed: "Sure enough, I don't need you to praise you, you will do it yourself."

After laughing, he looked solemn and whispered: "Zhao Ge, is this robbery of the door and the nine secluded entanglements, is it already close?"