Within the inner room, the clouds are accompanied by the moon and the scales are guarded by the four masters and the elders of the princes.

Such a strong battle is even more shocking to the onlookers of the family, and the whispered arguments come and go.

"I am so envious of Su Yi! If I have half of Su Yi's ability, I can't get a woman who is amazing!"

"Hey! Why are there such beautiful women in the world!"

"Su Yi is not only Miss Yunjing, but I heard that there are also the nine saints of the Holy Mountain who are also fascinated by it! Now our sisters of the month and Miss Ninger also love him!"

"Be a person like Su Tianjiao, and make your sister more like a Su-Nu!"

Countless pairs of eager eyes, like a wolf like a tiger, stare at the home of the mountain.

Every month, disciples, both men and women, look forward to Su Yi’s waking up.

Faced with such high popularity, the four homeowners played the true colors of the ancient masters, and Shen Tuyu stood up first.

"If you want to talk about right and wrong, get out! Don't disturb Su Yi here!" Shen Tuyu was angry and tired, and then he and the princes and elders chilled.

"The shameless old man! The old man who is flattering!" Shen Tu doubled his mouth and was full of sorrow.

Then, within the moon's home, the sound of the waves subsided a little, and dozens of hot eyes gathered at the same point.

No dirt in the room.

For the first time, Su Xiaoshuai saw the official Mrs. Yu, who did not have the arrogance of the past and gave up her position.

Duanmu Muman sat down, his eyes fell on Su Yi, who was unconscious, and there was a trace of sadness in the eyelids.

"Su Yi, wake up! I am Zhaiman!" Yingying's gaze is like a mist, completely different from the cold frost in front of everyone.

The warmth and tenderness of Tioman are exclusively for Su Yi.

The soft muscles of the ice muscles slowly stroked the forehead of Su Yi, and Duanmuman gently called Su Yi’s name.

Under the gaze of everyone, the beautiful back is particularly beautiful.

At this moment, she is no longer a high god, but only Su Yi's sweetheart.

Standing in the clouds behind and stunned by the moon, it was full of sighs.

Wouldn’t it be good to ask the goddess of the gods to come over?

Su Xiaoshuai and Bodhisattva stand side by side, looking at the cold and proud Duanmu Muman, Su Xiaoshuai's mood is also low to the extreme, snoring, said: "Xunzi, don't worry, the boss will wake up."

"What happened to Su Yi?" Suddenly stood up, Duanmu Qiaoman's eyes were stagnation, staring at Su Xiaoshuai and Bodhi.

The cloud is far from the road that has already arrived, and Duanmu Yuman said, the general situation within the dream sea and the nightmare sea.

"Little handsome, you are the brother of Su Yi, you tell me, what happened inside your dream sea?" Duanmu Yuman Xue muscle flowing, said in a hurry.

Su Xiaoshuai looked up at Duanmu Muman, revealing an unprecedented seriousness, Shen Sheng said: "Xunzi, dreaming of the sea, we crossed the Bodhi, and finally reached the hail godland! The cloud master will invite you, just because you are also hail Blood."

"Hail 鸾 神境?" Duanmu 筱 Manton turned his gaze to the cloud, and the cloud was a little bit sullen and said: "The goddess is no stranger, the ice **** is the god, this I want to say, but when you hear the Soviet Union Yi stunned, and then said nothing to come directly. The things in the hail of the gods, let Feng Shen and you say, more direct."

"You continue!" Duanmu 筱man lightly lifted, took a deep breath and looked at Su Xiaoshuai.

Su Xiaoshuai also carefully recalled the words of the hail, and Su Xiaoshuai took the past with a few words about the demon and the Taikoo robbery.

The end result is that Hail Real God shot the ice god, opened the exit, Su Yi and Su Shier were in a coma, and Su Xiaoshuai took them out.

The strange thing is that Su Shi is not a big problem, but Su Yi is not awake.

"Hey? Where is she?" Duanmu 筱man's pretty face is puzzled, and there is a hint of surprise in the chilly dawn.

Speaking of Su Shier, Duanmu Yuman went to the city to explore the whereabouts of Duanmu Qingtian, and had a relationship with the nephew.

Duanmu Yuman did not expect that he would meet with Yuer in Yunxian Guzong.

"She also got a drop of blood from the **** of the ice, the coma of the child is because of the blood!" answered the cloud.

On the time, Duanmu Muman turned back to Su Yi, the voice was soft, and smiled, whispered: "Small slacker, when I bring the nephew, you have to wake up!"

After saying this, Duanmu Qiaoman himself smiled at the corner of his mouth, his voice was even lower, with a bit of coziness.

"I and Ruoqiang are waiting for you all the time!"

When the words fell, Duanmu Muman walked away from the cloud. -

The clouds are high, the mountains and rivers are floating, and the clouds are moving all over the sky.

The birds and poultry shuttle between Yunfeng, and a large piece of red Xia is like dyed with blood. It is a red-eyed god.

"whisper!"

Feel the fierce atmosphere of the distant rush, the inspirational spirits quickly spread.

Before the high court, an old man looked solemnly, and his eyes were anxiously staring at the changes within the high court, and did not dare to slack off.

"Cloud, how is the lady!" The cloud left behind and asked the old man with a low voice.

Yun Zhi is the old man who brought Su Shier and Wang Shangwu back to the Yun family in the wild demon forest.

At the time of the city, it was a battle with Duanmu Muman, and suffered a lot of injuries.

"Duanmu 筱man!" Cloud trembled, his heart was full of shock, and thought of how she would come.

The eyes changed, and the cloud whispered back: "Everyone!"

In an instant, Yun Shou’s gaze began to be watched out, and a faint anger appeared in the dim old man.

At the time of the attack, an amazing icy cold energy erupted from the body of Muximan.

I saw a white phantom of a month like a thousand years of ice, able to directly freeze a thousand miles.

On time, the low energy in the cloud broke out from the hands, and rushed toward the old man: "Get out!"

Then, on the top of the tall building, Duanmu Tsman’s figure is already at the door.

The eyes condensed, overlooking the people underneath, whispered: "No one is allowed to come in during the retreat! Yunjiazhu, if you care about your nephew, do what I said!"

As soon as the voice fell, the clouds flashed from the eyes, and the low sound of the sound rang through the audience.

Within the vast red mountains and rivers, the voices of the four masters rushed through the waves.

"The order is going down! No one is allowed to be near the cloud house! The offender is awkward!"

The sound waves cover every corner of Yunxian Guzong. In just one instant, the disciples of the six surnames, regardless of what they are doing, look up and look at the Yunjia Mountain.

Today, the advent of the goddess of the gods has made the entire Yunxian Guzong in an excited state.