Every time the fairy of the Sect was called, except for the head father nodding and smiling, the rest of them clasped their fists and saluted. Only her mother frowned slightly. Looking at her little hand holding Bai Yue's arm, she seemed to see a pig, urging her cabbage.

Bai Yue was already shocked. The "Seven Heroes of Shushan" were actually Yishui'er's peak cultivation level of Daluo Golden Immortal, while her parents were a pair of saints!

No wonder this girl is so tough. With this strength, as long as the Buddha and the four great Bodhisattvas don’t come, those bald donkeys are afraid that they will never come back...

Just this, I brought a group of true immortals and Xuanxian came to help?

It's so embarrassing to think about it...

Seeing that the wife was not good-looking, Yan Yuan hurriedly beat her up, spread her hands and said with a smile:

"Yu'er, why don't you invite the young heroes to Tianzhu Peak to join the banquet?"

The fairy's eyes flashed with a wonderful look and said with a giggle:

"You go first, we will go quickly!"

Yan Yuan was stunned, shook his head helplessly, and bowed to Bai Yue, and said:

"Young Master Yang, please!"

Bai Yue returned the courtesy:

"President please!"

Seeing that they were reluctant to leave first, the fairy Canjian urged:

"Dad, please leave quickly, let's compete with your feet!"

Compare the foot strength?

Yan Yuan couldn't smile bitterly. There are still people in this world who compete with the sword immortal. You are...

Want to give these kids a warning?

The sword light flashed, and there was an additional sword under his feet. The white sword light was restrained and unreleased. He dragged him steadily three inches away from the ground. Following a few "clang clang" sounds, the wife and the "Seven Heroes of Shushan" also stepped on the swords respectively, attracting but not triggering them.

"Young Master Yang, let's go!"

The fairy of the Sword pulled Bai Yue and used the "Somedog Cloud". The latter had to follow. The twenty-three people behind him jumped, and twenty-five golden lights flashed and disappeared.

The nine sword immortals in the mountain gate looked at each other, and Yan Yuan suddenly smiled:

"My friends like Yu'er are not simple!"

Tianzhu Peak is the most extraordinary peak in Shu Mountain. It has towering mountains, rugged rocks, and the mountain streams are filled with Lingquan and waterfalls. The fairy grass is fragrant and the scenery is quite timeless and pleasant.

The fairy of the Sword led Bai Yue and others to a small courtyard on the top of the peak, but the courtyard was not luxurious, it was just a simple small pond, and an elegant pavilion behind it—

Lingyun Pavilion!

He wanted to lead everyone into the pavilion, but Bai Yue stopped and asked with a smile:

"Fairy Canjian, your name is Yan Yu'er?"

The fairy of Canjian blushed and seemed a little shy:

"It's Yan Ruyu. I thought the name was too gentle and sounded unpredictable, so I privately named the Fairy of the Sword. Unexpectedly, you guessed it!"

Bai Yue praised:

"A good name, so-called Yan Ruyu is in the book. The fairy is like a wonderful person who comes from calligraphy and painting. It is just like this name. What kind of broken sword is changed?"

Yan Ruyu's face turned redder. Since she met Bai Yue, she might have turned all her red face in this life and said shyly:

“Where is that good?”

"Shoushou" the nine sword immortals fell into the courtyard. Yan Yuan was elegant and reached out to ask, and asked casually:

"What's that good?"

Yan Ruyu's face turned red, she lowered her head, but refused to say anything.

Bai Yue smiled and said:

"We say that Master Yan gave birth to a good daughter, heroic and proud!"

"This girl is so naughty, the young man praised her..."

Yan Yuan said it was "misappy", but he almost frowned at the ear. He was obviously a slave of a daughter who was harsh and weak. Seeing that he still refused to move, he came forward and walked in with his shoulders.

When the body of the quasi-saint meets the quasi-saint sword immortal, he can only be pushed away.

Seeing this, Mrs. Yan held Wen Ying with one hand and followed her with the other. The "Seven Heroes of Shushan" persuaded and shoved everyone into the pavilion.

When you enter the door, there is an open hall, and there seems to be no guests often. When everyone enters the door, there are not enough tables and chairs. Yan Yuan's old face blushed and sighs:

"Don't blame me for being rude, I'm sorry..."

Bai Yue smiled slightly, then pulled Wenying, and sat on the ground and said with a smile:

"How can there be so much red tape in the world?"

Wen Ying smiled sweetly, knelt beside him, and everyone with him surrounded him and made a circle on the ground.

Yan Yuan laughed:

"Young Master Yang is such a wonderful person... Yu'er, how about your friend giving it to your father?"

Yan Ruyu had not yet responded, Bai Yue had already clasped his fists and said with a smile:

"Old brother, how do we get to each of us?"

Yan Yuan smiled again:

"Okay...Yu'er, come here quickly..."

He sat cross-legged across from Bai Yue, but Mrs. Yan led the seven heroes to float away. When Yan Ruyu saw them go, she knelt beside her father and quietly blinked at Bai Yue.

Bai Yuecai introduced the names of the twenty-three masters behind him to Yan Yuan one by one. Since his cultivation, his memory has improved. Before, everyone reported to their families to thank them solemnly, but he remembered them clearly and had no omissions.

Yan Yuanchu smiled and greeted her with a few words, but later she recalled the story. Why are there any major sects? Is this a hero meeting here?

Seeing that his face was strange, Bai Yue said seriously:

"President Yan, we are here..."

Yan Yuan waved his hand and intercepted him and said:

"I'll call me old brother. Since you said you want to hand over your own, what's your head?"

Bai Yue glanced at Yan Ruyu before saying with a smile:

"Okay, then I..."

"I'll just say it!"

Yan Ruyu gave him a blank look and rushed to say:

"Dad, my daughter is almost unable to come back this time to go out to practice!"

When Mrs. Yan was holding a wine jar, she heard her daughter say something that she said, "I can't come back." She was shocked, and her hands shook and almost threw the jar out.

Bai Yue said angrily:

"Stop scaring people, talk well!"

Yan Ruyu spitted out her little tongue, rubbed against her father again, and then said coquettishly:

"Hmph, where did I scare people?"

When Yan Yuan saw her little daughter's appearance, she suddenly felt something was wrong. Yu Guang glanced at the wife, and when she saw her, she looked at the blossoming of the iron tree, the two of them smiled bitterly—

It's over, this girl is blooming...

This time, Yan Ruyu did not dare to add fuel to the fire.

Starting from fighting with a fat monk, he lost a lot, dragged away by him in a sack, he talked about how the monk forced everyone to transform, how he forced those people to rebel, how Yang Shaoxia appeared, how he killed the monk, saved them and somersault clouds, etc.

After hearing that she was kidnapped, Yan Yuan had already changed color.

When she said that she was injured by the monk's finger, she stood up suddenly. As the sea of ​​suffering was full of tragic situations, the sword light flashed in his pupils and couldn't be determined. After Yan Ruyu finished speaking, countless white sword lights rose on his body, making him look like a hedgehog.

As soon as the sword light came out, the quasi-saint's pressure was like a mountain, and it rushed over!

Bai Yue and others were flew in their clothes, and they felt as if they were suffocating. They were about to take out Jiutian Xirang to resist one or two, but Mrs. Yan was quick-witted and flew out a small black sword from her heart. In an instant, a huge black sword flower was drawn out, blocking everyone.

Then he hummed and shouted softly:
Chapter completed!