Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth: "What you think is pretty..."

If the girl Yin could find out the truth so easily, it is estimated that Yan Zhen and Wuyingjian would not be able to set them off!

But looking at Ling Luoyu's well-established appearance, he couldn't say anything, he could only respond.

"That's all right, tell me, where are we going now?!"

"Naturally the plan remains unchanged..."

The breeze blew away Yan Zhen's long hair.

He leaned over the corner of the window sill and watched the water rapidly retreating in front of him, motionless.

I don't know what was thinking of, but the arc of his mouth slowly provoked, and a smile was bent.

And the expression in his eyes gradually rose.

"Master..."

Zhao Long galloped from the deck, holding a homing pigeon in his hand.

"A letter from there..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Yan Zhen's smile diminishing, and he raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Zhe behind Yan Zhen.

Fang Zhe shrugged, his face was dumbfounded, and he shook his head silently

He didn't know what happened to his master!

One morning, he just lay on the window like this, looking outside, never moving his figure.

"What's the matter?!" Yan Zhen bowed his head, wiping the wooden frame of the window with a handkerchief.

"Oh... the letter over there!"

Zhao Long responded quickly and stretched the pigeon's legs.

"They are very fast this time..."

Yan Zhen threw the handkerchief, opened the beeswax on the pigeon's legs, and took out a small piece of paper.

After a quick glance, his brows frowned, and he looked up at Zhao Long with a slightly different expression.

"is her"

"what?"

Zhao Long and Fang Zhe looked at each other suspiciously, and frowned.

"Master, did you find out?!"

"Who?!"

Looking down at the letterhead in his hand, Yan Zhen frowned. After walking back and forth in the room a few times, he finally handed the letterhead to the two.

"Look for yourself..."

"what?!"

Fang Zhe looked over in disapproval.

After knowing a glance, his eyes suddenly widened, but he became more suspicious

"Yaoshan Sect?? They came from Yaoshan Sect!?"

He suddenly looked at Zhao Long.

"This Yaoshan School...isn't it famous for its pill? When was it... so powerful?"

Zhao Long's eyes flickered, and he shook his head slightly: "The people of the Yaoshan Sect... are really not good at cultivation level, but there is someone... Recently, the limelight is booming!! Recently, there have been a lot of rumors about her in the rivers and lakes, Master... "

He looked at Yan Zhen and handed back the letterhead in his hand.

"Master, do you also think... that person will be her?"

"Who?!"

Although Fang Zhe had some hindsight, he was not sure.

"What you said... shouldn't it be the Yaoshan Sect who usurped the throne... the new lord?!"

"Snapped!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Long slapped him on the back of the head.

"Shut up!! People call back waves and push forward waves..."

Zhao Long scolded and winked from Fang Zhe, making him inexplicable. He didn't dare to go wild for a while, so he could only silently nod his head.

"Oh"

Damn it! !

He didn't say anything wrong, why should he be beaten! ?

What he said is well-known, and he didn't make a fool of himself. Why was he beaten? !

While Yan Zhen looked down to read the letter, he leaned forward to Zhao Long

"I said, what are you hitting me for?!"

"It's light to hit you! Can you talk!?"

Zhao Long silently winked at Yan Zhen, his eyes were slightly different.

"You have been following Master for so many years, don't you see it!?"