Mingjue raised his eyes to look at him, his silver eyes turned slightly, and were coated with a layer of black again, "I will go back to the underworld to check Yinyin's fate, you go follow Xie Ling, he will fight with Yinyin Spirit Assembly."

"Okay." Ye Nanfeng responded, and then disappeared into an afterimage.

The gate of the temple is already heavily guarded.

The temple disciples in pure white uniforms stood in two rows, guarding the left and right sides of the gate.

The rules during the Spirit Fighting Conference.

You can only enter the temple with the invitation letter, and there should be no more than two elders from the sect accompanying you.

When Ye Nanyin and his group arrived at the temple, the temple was surrounded by spiritual practitioners watching the excitement.

"Look, that's a disciple of the Alliance of Heavens!"

"There is also the Northwest Buddhist Gate!"

"The temple is really brave this time, even the two hard-core sects have been invited."

"..."

Compared with the lesser-known sects who just entered, these two organizations can be said to be a thunderous existence, which attracted countless people to marvel.

Ye Nanyin and the others stood outside the crowd, not even a corner of their clothes could be seen.

"little apprentice"

Nangong came late with a smile, called her, and then walked towards her suspiciously.

If he reads correctly, they are wearing the disciple clothes of Yinzong

The woman with a good figure followed closely beside Nangong Xiao, afraid to run away if she couldn't see him.

Behind the two of them were the helpless Feng Qianmo brother and sister and a young boy who was born.

"Master"

Ye Nanyin also looked suspiciously at the handsome middle-aged man walking towards her.

What surprised her just now was that this handsome uncle was wearing the deep red elder clothes of Tianji Pavilion, with an excellent temperament.

who is her master

Ye Nanyin's thoughts turned several times, but she couldn't equate this handsome uncle with her master with a scruffy beard.

"Little apprentice, what are you wearing, aren't you fooling around!"

As soon as the handsome uncle spoke, he spoke in the fiery tone she was familiar with.

This is really her master!

Not only Ye Nanyin, but also Si Ran and Yuntong didn't recognize him. It can only be said that the shaved Master Nangong is completely different from before.

Nangong Xiao had already walked to them, and said with a choked voice, "You three, hurry up and find a place to change into the disciple clothes of Tianji Pavilion. What does it look like?"

It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, he knew that the little apprentice wanted to help him get out of the haze of the past.

With such intentions, he is content, there is no need to really attend the Spirit Fighting Conference under the false name of Yinzong.

Ye Nanyin didn't even move when he heard the sound, and Si Ran and Yuntong naturally didn't move either.

"Master, it's different now that you have a teacher wife. I feel like a different teacher." Ye Nanyin teased, but ignored him.

"Stop talking." Nangong smiled and glared at her with red ears, "You subdue the disciples on your body..."

"Little girl, I feel so at ease when you call me teacher's wife."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the woman beside him, and she walked up to Ye Nanyin, "It's the first time we met, my wife came out in a hurry and didn't bring any good things, this phoenix egg is for you , it can be used as a mount when it hatches."

"Auntie, this is a rare phoenix egg. You just gave it away like this." The third prince behind Feng Qianmo was not happy, and came over to snatch the egg away.

"Go away." Feng Yunjin slapped him back with a slap, "I can give my things to whoever I like, and it's not your turn to take care of them."

Feng Qianhao's brain buzzed from being slapped, he glanced at Ye Nanyin dissatisfied, and finally held his breath back forcefully.

"Little apprentice, don't worry about him, this is a greeting gift from your wife, and you must accept it." Feng Yunjin's attitude was tough, as if she would not allow her to refuse.

Ye Nanyin didn't hesitate, and put the beast egg into the spirit ring.

Then, she cast a malicious glance at a certain master who dared not intervene, pulled Feng Yunjin aside and said, "Master, I need your help with something."

"Hmm, what's the matter?" Feng Yunjin became interested.

Ye Nanyin took out a water-blue costume with bronzing lace from the space, which was the iconic costume of the former Yinzong suzerain.

This was customized after she consulted Mr. Wu many times.

Originally, she had even prepared the trailing potion, intending to stun a certain master and put it on for him.

Now it seems that there is no need for that.

"Teacher's wife, this is not a big deal to you, right?" Ye Nanyin signaled her with raised brows.

It doesn't take her to explain too clearly, Feng Yunjin understands everything just by looking at this costume.

"Heh." She smiled coquettishly, "Little apprentice, wait for me for a while."

As she spoke, she picked up the dress and took Nangong Xiao into the dark alley next to her.

Nangong Xiao really has nothing to do with her, but to be captured obediently, otherwise she will definitely do something crazy in public.

Seeing that his aunt had left, Feng Qianhao was overjoyed, and hurried to Ye Nanyin, and said arrogantly: "Woman, you'd better give the phoenix egg to this prince, otherwise..."

"Third brother." Feng Qianmo was about to step forward to stop him, when Ye Nanyin pouted and kicked Feng Qianhao far away.

"Pretend to be a domineering president, I'll crawl!"

"You bitch!" Feng Qianhao became impatient, wanting to pinch Ye Nanyin to death.

As soon as he moved, Feng Qianmo carried him aside like a chicken.

"You'd better not touch her, or you will bear the consequences."

"Consequences are self-determined whether you understand the idiot or not." Feng Qianxue also remarked emphatically.

I really don't understand my father, why did he send Feng Qianhao, a mentally handicapped person, to participate in the Spirit Fighting Conference.

If you want strength but no strength, if you want IQ but no IQ, you will only be impulsive, and you will only offend people recklessly.

Then he has to clean up the mess.

I'm so bored!

"Sister Nanyin, don't be as knowledgeable as him, he's mentally ill." Feng Qianxue's small face was wrinkled like a bitter melon, and she moved closer to Ye Nanyin, "If it wasn't for the royal father's imperial edict, we wouldn't want to bring him out to embarrass himself .”

"That's really hard work for you." Ye Nanyin patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, "Tie the person down, I may not be able to control my strength next time."

"It's okay, sister Nanyin, you don't need to control, as long as you don't die, you should beat him to death, and let him have a long memory." Feng Qianxue was reluctant to let her sister Nanyin be wronged.

"Okay." With her words, Ye Nanyin was relieved.

"Little apprentice, come and see how it is!"

At this moment, Feng Yunjin walked out of the small alley, dragging the coy Nangong Xiao.

The azure comes out of the water, and the temperament is absolutely dusty.

This is not too much for her master, the clothes make him look like a banished immortal who has gone through many vicissitudes.

"Look dumbfounded! Back then, I was so fascinated by your master's appearance that I couldn't extricate myself."

"Smelly girl, you are just messing around." Nangong Xiao was very annoyed, "You did this, where did you put your mother and Tianji Pavilion?"

If he knew that this girl was acting like this, he shouldn't have come!

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