Bai Ye looked up, Long Yue, who was sitting there, had slowly opened her eyes. Her face was pale, the sweat on her forehead had not dried up, her pink lips were dry and cracked, and she was extremely weak.

Bai Ye took out some soul pills from the storage ring and handed them over.

Long Yue was not polite, grabbed it and stuffed it towards her small mouth. After a while, the pale little face finally recovered a trace of ruddy.

"Are you OK?"

"It's fine."

Long Yue exhaled, stared at Bai Ye for a while, then lowered her head and said, "That...thank you."

"Thank me?" Bai Ye was stunned, and then smiled: "It's just a few soul pills, what's worth thanking?"

"I don't thank you for this...I thank you for saving me before." Long Yue sighed, her eyes flashed silently: "I didn't expect to get sick at that time. If I didn't get sick, maybe things didn't happen. Will evolve into this result."

"Sick?"

Bai Ye was stunned: "Are you sick?"

"You are sick." Long Yue exhaled, returning to the innocence before.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean that." Bai Ye scratched his head and chuckled: "But you are not bad. People like you are extremely powerful, so how can you get sick?"

"It's not an ordinary disease." Long Yue was silent for a moment, and said: "You should have noticed it. Once I drink, my personality will change drastically."

"Yes, it became very bold." Bai Ye nodded, thinking about that night involuntarily.

Long Yue's cheeks blushed, and she said shyly: "That's not my intention, but I...I...I have a dual personality."

"Double personality?" Bai Ye was startled.

"Since I was born, that's it. As long as there is a problem with my consciousness, another personality of mine will appear." Long Yue whispered, her cheeks flushed.

Bai Ye suddenly felt shocking, he grew up so old, it was the first time he had heard of such a thing.

"Then you like to drink because of the influence of another personality?" Bai Ye asked.

"Yes, but my original personality doesn't like drinking." Long Yue said.

"So...then your disease..."

"It has something to do with this personality, but..." Long Yue hesitated, but her eyes looked extremely dim, as if she was reminiscing about something, and did not continue.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it. You can rest on your own. Don't think too much." Bai Ye comforted. Long Yue's mystery made him very curious, but he respected her. Since she didn't want to mention it, there was no need to ask more.

"I have an attack of this disease once a month. The time of the attack is not fixed, and the strength of the attack is also unstable, but I have never had such a serious disease before. In the white night, I may have to stay here for this period of time." Long Yue said.

Bai Ye nodded, returned to his bed, and sat cross-legged to nurse his heavenly soul.

.....

.....

In the luxurious and noble Beixuan Mansion, a large number of servants came in and out, and the guards inspected the mansion.

Beixuan, one of the four major families of the royal capital, has a long heritage. The ancestor of Beixuan was the founding father of the Great Xia Dynasty. Over the years, many talented people in Beixuan's family have been in literary and martial arts. Xuan's strength is said to be ranked first among the four big families. It wasn't until the Beixuan family's strength became stronger in recent years that it had a somewhat deterrent taste to the king's power, and it gradually converged.

In a quiet courtyard of Beixuan's house, two gray-haired old men were sitting at a stone table with a chessboard on the table. Each of them held a chess game with a solemn expression, staring at the chessboard in deep thought.

Click.

Sunspot fell.

"You are going to lose." The old man in the yellow robe showed a slight smile on his face.

"After playing chess with the owner for so many years, I have always lost more and less wins. I'm used to it." The brown-robed old man on the opposite side whispered. There was no expression on his face and his eyes were extremely calm, like two old wells.

"Playing chess with you is the most boring, but I like to play chess with you because it is real." The old man reorganized the game and said with a smile.

The brown-robed old man said nothing.

But at this moment, the old man in Huangpao stiffened and frowned his gray brows.

"Come in when you come, why not hesitate outside the door?" He whispered.

After a while, a person walked slowly outside the door.

It is the current Patriarch of the Beixuan Family, Beixuan Jiao! .

"It's Jiaoer, what happened? The look is as ugly as usual? Are those little rascals getting into trouble again?" The old man in Huangpao said lightly.

This old man was the former Patriarch of the Beixuan family, and Beixuan Xuyang, the genius of Beixuan who used to be the king's capital.

Bei Xuan Jiao moaned his lower lip, his eyes were dim, and his voice trembled, "Father, Feng'er, he... is dead..."

Damn...

Several chess pieces slid down from Beixuan Xuyang's withered old hands and fell onto the chessboard.

The brown-robed old man's eyes widened a little.

"How did you die?"

Beixuan Xuyang had a calm face, stretched out a trembling hand, picked up the chess pieces one by one, and put them into the box.

"He was killed by the people in the Tibetan Dragon Academy. The third brother went to rescue him and died." Bei Xuan Jiao choked.

But the next second, a palm wind hit him, slamming his face fiercely.

Snapped.

Bei Xuan Jiao's body shook a few times, palm prints appeared on his face and blood stains overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"How do you become the Patriarch?" Beixuan Xuyang still sitting at the stone table, his voice was already extremely gloomy.

"The child is guilty, please father to punish." Bei Xuanjiao knelt down and whispered.

Beixuan Xuyang took a deep breath, and when he opened his old eyes again, he seemed to be a few years old.

"When did it happen?"

"Three days ago..."

"What happened three days ago, are you only telling me now?"

"Feng'er is your most beloved child, but he is gone now. My son is worried that you are...too sad and wants to solve it by himself."

"Who is the other party?" Beixuan Xuyang inhaled slightly.

"Hidden Dragon Courtyard."

"Hidden Dragon Yard? Good! Good... Good!" Beixuan Xuyang nodded repeatedly, and his old eyes showed murderous intent frequently: "A dog with a remnant panting, dare to stroke my Beixuan family's tiger beard? Good! Good! Very good! it is good..."

"The Hidden Dragon Academy used investigation as an excuse to delay time, and the child did not dare to collide with it head-on. After all, other families are watching and suing your Majesty, but because the evidence is not enough, the child can only bear it temporarily."

"You can consider the future of the family and prove that you still have a bit of foresight. After all, the Tibetan Dragon Academy is not an ordinary academy and has a deep background, but even if he provokes my Beixuan family, it is impossible to be calm."

Bei Xuan Xuyang stared at the brown-robed old man in front of him, and said calmly: "Walk to the Hidden Dragon Courtyard, cut a few dogs, and bring the man who killed Feng'er here. I will try him personally!"

The brown-robed old man said nothing, and dropped the white piece in his hand on the chessboard.

Patter.

The chess piece fell, and the man disappeared.

Bei Xuanjiao's face tightened slightly, astonishment appeared in his eyes.

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The opening day of Bieyun Mountain is getting tighter and tighter, and the Royal House of Representatives is vying to prepare. This time is not just as simple as exploring the secret treasures of the Moon Worship God Sect, but also a contest between the House of Representatives.

Long Yue stayed in the training room for less than a day before returning to the small forest. Compared to the boring training room, she seemed to prefer the quiet small forest.

Bai Ye didn't stop for a moment, taking advantage of this effort to constantly explore the Zhentian Dragon Soul and feel its spirit power.

The Heavenly Zhenlong Soul is completely different from the Gourmet Heavenly Soul, and the two soul powers are also essentially different.

After the gluttonous heavenly soul mutates, the soul power is more inclined to destroy, the soul is hot, and can easily destroy or even burn the target, while the calming dragon soul tends to suppress, the great soul sacrifices, and shocks the mountains and rivers.

The twin heavenly souls have infinite potential compared to the single souls, because the heavenly souls have unlimited possibilities.

"These two kinds of heavenly souls are extremely powerful, and if they cooperate with each other, the power they exert will be extraordinary."

White night whispered.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blown from the sky, and the surrounding trees shattered instantly, and murderous opportunities fell like a waterfall.

Bai Ye's eyes shrank, and he hurried back.

boom!

As soon as he retreated, the place he was sitting on immediately exploded, and the terrifying shock wave blew in all directions and hit him.

Bai Ye backed back again and again, shaking her body.

What a terrifying soul power, just a ray of aura contains such power.

Bai Ye stared into the air and shouted: "Who? Come out!"

"The response is good, but it's a pity."

An indifferent voice came down from the air, and an old man in a gray robe fell from the air. The old man was hungry and dressed plainly, but he exuded a terrible murderous aura, especially in his hand, actually holding a few Bloody head.

Bai Ye stared at the head, her eyes sullen instantly.

These heads are the heads of the disciples of the Tibetan Dragon Academy, and these people...when Wang Xing stormed, they all followed Yanfeng to help him.

"Are you from the Beixuan family?" Bai Ye said grimly.

"If you know it, let me go!" The old man threw the heads aside, palms with one hand, and grabbed it in the air. A spirit power turned into suction and pulled Bai Ye's body, dragging him toward the palm of his hand.

Bai Ye did not resist, and directly placed his hand on the Death Dragon Sword.

However, it hasn’t been long since the Dragon Sword was unsheathed last time. The body of the sword is still hot. Although it can be pulled out, I am afraid that its power will not be as good as before.

But now, there is only one battle!

But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly hit from the side.

The old man's face changed and he immediately withdrew.

The strong wind smashed and decayed, and wherever it passed, there was no grass, and it dragged the earth out a long ravine.

Looking fixedly, Long Yue walked over slowly. Her delicate little face was covered with ice cold, her eyes were killing secret cloth, her silver teeth biting tightly, staring at the gray-robed old man.

"Are you from the Beixuan family? Then the **** who dared to offend me was also from your family?" Long Yue asked coldly.

"Who is your excellency?" As if feeling the unfathomable breath of Long Yue, the old man became cautious.

"Who am I? Huh, I was the one who Bei Xuan was going to kill in Wang Xing at the beginning! What, don't you know this?" Long Yue said coldly.

The old man frowned: "Is there any misunderstanding between your Excellency and my Beixuan family?"

The strength of this person is unfathomable. Although the blow just now was hasty, but the power was extremely terrifying, even if it was a strong person above the Despair Realm, how could Bei Xuanfeng provoke such an existence? What does she have to do with Bai Ye?

"Misunderstanding? Yes, and it's big!!"

Long Yue didn't want to talk nonsense, and rushed forward, volleying with afterimages, with no speed at all, and instantly fell in front of the brown-robed old man, slapped with her delicate little hand.

Wow!

The strong wind in the palm of the palm was like thousands of knives splitting, and the gray-robed old man dodged hurriedly, but after a while, his robes were torn apart by the brutal spirit, and his body was even more bloody, and wounds appeared. The wound was still filled with black air.

Bai Ye frowned slightly.

The brown-robed old man probably didn't expect that there was such a terrifying young girl beside Bai Ye, immediately turned around and leaped into the air.

Want to escape.

"Want to leave? Since you are here at my Hidden Dragon Academy, please stay."

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the sky sounded, and the magnificent soul energy was like a large net covering the sky. The old man's palms shook into the sky, with a bang, a large number of soul energy waves appeared in the sky, and the scene was extremely majestic, but The'soul net' was not broken, but kept pressing down.

The old man was forced to fall to the ground, but watching the violent wind in the small forest suddenly, a strange rhythm wafted.

This rhythm is very mysterious. Although Bai Ye can hear it, he doesn't feel anything. However, the old man's face pales and his eyes gradually disappear.

A figure swept over and stood in front of Bai Ye and Long Yue.

"Speech style?"

The brown-robed old man said hoarsely.

Yanfeng looked at the head on the ground, his eyes erupted with anger, his pale face was a little red, and he said, "Is the Beixuan family arrogant to this point? Openly dare to kill people in my hidden dragon courtyard?"

"It's just interest." The brown-robed old man said lightly: "The master has lost his children and is already burning with anger. If he comes here in person, I'm afraid these heads on the ground are not those of ordinary disciples."

"You can let him come to the Tibetan Dragon Academy to try." Yan Feng said solemnly.

"If your Hidden Dragon Academy does not hand over this person, he will definitely come here." The brown robe old man said.

"Hand over White Night? Hmph, do you think anyone in our Hidden Dragon Courtyard would do such a thing?" Yanfeng yelled coldly.

Hand over the disciple? This is absolutely impossible. This is already the lowest bottom line for an academy. Once such a thing is done, the academy will not be far from disbanding. This is not only because of human life, but also a matter of principle. Even if Bai Ye is not an amazingly talented genius, Yanfeng will never hand him over.

"Very well, then there will be more exchanges between the Hidden Dragon Academy and Beixuan's house." The brown-robed old man said, turning around, planning to leave.

"Quit!" Yanfeng yelled, and pulled out a guqin from the storage ring, his five fingers fluctuated rapidly, and a rhythm came out.

"what!!!!"

The brown-robed old man yelled, sound waves in his mouth, shaking the rhythm.

"Yanfeng! If I haven't returned to Beixuan's house for business today, blood will flow in the Tibetan Dragon Academy tomorrow. You should know my status in Beixuan's house?" The old man said hoarsely.

Yanfeng's pupils stiffened, and the five fingers placed on the strings could not help but stop fluctuating.

Bai Ye saw all this in his eyes, ripples in his heart.

Yanfeng is indeed very powerful, but it is not yet strong enough to be unscrupulous. In the royal capital, there are many forces and even many people who can restrict him.

Only the strong have the absolute right to speak, and can take their own lives in the true sense of their own hands.

However, as soon as the brown-robed old man finished speaking, the horror, cold, and violent spirit suddenly came and blasted at him.

The brown-robed old man hurriedly regained his soul power to resist.

Boom!

The overbearing spirit shook all of his spirits, and the man suffered a heavy blow in his chest, which was dented a bit, and fell on a boulder not far away. The boulder shattered, and the old man vomited a large mouthful of blood before he got up.

The blood was glowing with halo, and it was obvious that the heavenly soul had been injured.

Yanfeng's face became stiff, and he looked sideways, but saw Long Yue's small face not far away, staring at the old man.

"He doesn't dare to do anything to you, but I am different! You wicked person, if you want to provoke me, you just keep your life!!"

Having said that, Long Yue rushed directly, her spirit power was greatly expanded, not to mention the petite figure, but the person who was suppressed by the thick and powerful spirit could not breathe.

Yan Feng's face turned pale, this Long Yue's strength was actually stronger than him.

Bai Ye's eyes flickered, and he took a slight breath without stopping.

The old man's indifferent expression finally revealed a trace of panic.

"Yanfeng!" he shouted.

"She is not from my Hidden Dragon Academy, she wants to kill you, it has nothing to do with my Hidden Dragon Academy." The wind said calmly.

He will not stop Long Yue, nor can he stop Long Yue.

Hearing the sound, the old man's eyes were startled and angry, and he roared, and his spirit power rose up and shook towards Dragon Moon.

But Longyue's spirit power is extremely terrifying, there is a kind of decaying power. As soon as the opponent's spirit power approaches, it is corrupted, decomposed, and collapsed...

What kind of heavenly soul power is this? Is it a mutant heavenly soul?

Bai Ye stared at Long Yue's figure, her eyes tight.