Bai Ye looked up and saw that Long Yue, who was sitting cross-legged there, had slowly opened her eyes. Her face turned slightly pale, her forehead had not dried up, her pink lips were chapped, 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, so he grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth. After a moment, the pale little face finally regained a hint of rosy.

"Are you okay?"

"fine."

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

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

"I'm not thanking this... I'm thanking you for saving me before." Long Yue exhaled, his eyes flashing: "I didn't expect that the disease would happen at that time. If I hadn't, things might not have turned into this result."

"It's a disease?"

Bai Ye was stunned: "Are you sick?"

"You are sick." Long Yue whistled, returning to the kind of innocence he had before.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean that." Bai Ye scratched his head and said with a sneer: "But you are not bad at strength. People like you have extremely strong physical strength. How can you get sick?"

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

"Yes, I've become very bold." Bai Ye nodded and couldn't help but think of that night again.

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

"Dual personality?" Bai Ye was stunned.

"It's like this since I was born. As long as there was a problem with my consciousness, another personality would appear." Long Yue whispered, her cheeks flushed.

Bai Ye suddenly realized that he was shocking. This was the first time he had heard of such a thing as this.

"Then do you like drinking because you are influenced by another personality?" Bai Ye asked.

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

"That's it...then your disease..."

"It has something to do with this personality, but..." Long Yue hesitated for a while, but his eyes seemed extremely dull, as if he was recalling something, and he didn't continue.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it. You have a good rest and 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 questions.

"My disease occurs once a month. The attack time is not fixed, and the strength of the attack is not stable. But I have never had such a serious disease before. Bai Ye, I may have to stay here during this period." Long Yue said.

Bai Ye nodded, returned to his bed, and sat cross-legged to recuperate the soul of the heaven.

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.....

In the luxurious and noble Beixuan Mansion, a large number of slaves came in and out, and the guards patrolled everywhere in the mansion.

Beixuan, one of the four major families of the royal capital, has a long history. Beixuan's ancestors were the founding fathers of the Great Xia Dynasty. In recent years, many handsome men in Beixuan's family have been promoted to martial arts. Wenren is a marquis and ministers, and martial artists are all used to cover the sky. Beixuan's strength is said to rank first among the four major families. Until in recent years, the strength of Beixuan's family has become more and more powerful, and has become a bit of a deterrent of the royal power, and has gradually become restrained.

In a quiet courtyard of Beixuan's house, two white-haired old men sat at the stone table, with chess boards placed on the table. The two of them each held the same chess, their expressions were calm, and they stared at the chessboard and fell into deep thought.

Tag.

The dark spots fell.

"You are going to lose." The old man in the yellow robe smiled faintly on his face.

"I have been playing chess with my master for so many years, and I have always been used to it." The old man in brown robe opposite said indifferently. There was no expression on his face and his eyes were extremely calm, like two old wells.

"It's the most boring to play chess with you, but I like to play chess with you because it's real." The old man reorganized the chess game and smiled.

The old man in brown robe kept silent.

But at this moment, the old man in yellow robe frowned and his gray brows frowned.

"Come in when you come, why bother to hesitate outside the door?" he shouted in a low voice.

A moment later, a person slowly walked out of the door.

It is the current head of the Beixuan family, Beixuan Jiao!.

"It's a proud man, what happened? His expression was as ugly as ever? Are those little bastards causing trouble again?" said the old man in yellow robe.

This old man was the predecessor of the Beixuan family, Beixuan Xuyang, who was the genius of Beixuan who was the capital back then.

Beixuan Jiao stammered his lower lip, his eyes were dim, and his voice trembled: "Dad, Feng'er... is dead..."

Tat...

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

The old man in brown robe opened his eyes a little wide.

"How did you die?"

Bei Xuan Xuyang's face was calm, he stretched out his trembling hands, picked up the chess pieces one by one, and put them into the box.

"I was killed by the people from the Tibetan Dragon Courtyard. My third brother went to save me and died." Bei Xuanjiao choked.

But the next second, a palm wind blew and slapped him hard in the face.

Bang.

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

"How do you, the head of the family?" Bei Xuan Xuyang was still sitting at the stone table, his voice was already extremely gloomy.

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

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

“When did something happen?”

“Three days ago…”

"You're just telling me what happened three days ago?"

"Feng'er is your favorite child, your father, but he has left now. The child is worried about your father... he is too sad and wants to solve it himself."

"Who is the other party?" Bei Xuan Xuyang sucked in a slight breath.

"Zanglongyuan."

"Zanglongyuan? Good! Good... Good!" Beixuan Xuyang nodded repeatedly, and murderous intent appeared in his old eyes: "A dog with a breathing breath can dare to stroke the tiger beard of my Beixuan family? Good! Very good! Very good..."

"The Zanglong Courtyard delayed time on the grounds of investigation, and the child did not dare to collide with him head-on. After all, other families were eyeing him and suing His Majesty, but it was left unresolved because there was insufficient evidence. Therefore, the child could only endure it for the time being."

"You can consider the future of the family and prove that you still have some vision. Zanglong Academy is not an ordinary college and has a profound foundation, but even if he provokes my Beixuan family, it will not be peaceful."

Beixuan Xuyang stared at the old man with brown robe in front of him and said indifferently: "Let's go to the Tibetan Dragon Courtyard, kill a few dogs, and bring the person who killed Feng'er here. I want to examine him personally!"

The old man in brown robe did not say a word and landed the white piece in his hand on the chessboard.

Pick.

The chess piece fell and the person disappeared.

Bei Xuanjiao's face was slightly tightened, and his eyes showed horror.

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......

The day when Biyun Mountain is opened is getting tighter and tighter, and the royal capital House of Representatives is competing to prepare. This time it is not only as simple as exploring the secret treasure of the Moon Worshiping God Sect, but also a contest between the Representatives.

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

Bai Ye did not stop for a moment, and took advantage of this skill to constantly explore the Dragon Soul of the Heaven-Suppressing Heaven and realize its soul power.

The Dragon Soul of the Heavenly Heaven is completely different from the Taotie Heavenly Soul, and the two soul powers also have essential differences.

After the Taotie Heavenly Soul mutation, the soul power is more inclined to destroy, and the soul energy is hot, which can easily destroy or even burn the target, while the Dragon Soul of the Heavenly Dragon tends to suppress, and the great soul is sacrificed to shock the mountains and rivers.

Twin Heavenly Souls have infinite potential compared to single souls, because Heavenly Souls has infinite possibilities.

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

Bai Ye whispered.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew down from the sky, and the trees around it instantly shattered, and murderous intent came like a waterfall.

Bai Ye's eyes sterned and he hurriedly retreated.

Bang!

As soon as he stepped back, his seat immediately exploded, and a terrifying shock wave blew towards him.

Bai Ye retreated repeatedly and his body shook.

What a terrifying soul power, just a wisp of breath contains such power.

Bai Ye stared at the air and shouted, "Who? Come out!"

"It's a pity to react."

A faint voice came from the air, and an old man in a gray robe fell from the air. The old man had chicken skin and hair, and was dressed in simple clothes, but his whole body exuded a terrible murderous aura, especially in his hand, he was holding a few bloody heads.

Bai Ye looked at the head and his eyes became ferocious in an instant.

These heads are all the heads of disciples from the Tibetan Dragon Courtyard, and these people...were followed Yan Feng to help him during the turmoil.

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

"It's good if you know, let me go!" The old man threw the heads aside, and grabbed them with one hand. A soul power turned into suction and pulled Bai Ye's body, dragging him towards the palm.

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

However, the Death Dragon Sword has not been long since the last time it was unsheathed, and the sword body is still hot. Although it can be pulled out, it is afraid that its power is not as powerful as before, and even the soft sword cannot be compared...

But now, we can only fight!

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

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

The strong wind destroyed and destroyed. Wherever it passed, no grass was left, and it dragged the earth out of a long gully.

Looking around, Long Yue slowly walked over. Her delicate little face was covered with coldness, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and her silver teeth were clenched, staring at the old man in gray robe.

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

"Who is yours?" As if he felt the unfathomable aura on Long Yue's body, the old man became cautious.

"Who am I? Humph, I was the one I was going to kill in Wang Xing, and Bei Xuanfeng was the one I wanted to kill! Why, don't you know this?" Long Yue said coldly.

The old man frowned: "Does there be any misunderstanding between you and my Beixuan family?"

This person's strength is unfathomable. Although the attack just now was hasty, its power was extremely terrifying. I am afraid that he was a strong man above the Soul Realm. How could Bei Xuanfeng provoke such an existence? What does she have to do with Bai Ye?

"Misunderstanding? There is, and it's very big!!"

Long Yue didn't want to talk nonsense, so he jumped away, and afterimages appeared in the air. The speed was so fast that it fell in front of the old man in brown robe, and his delicate little hands slapped at him.

Hurry!

The strong wind in the palm of his palm was like thousands of knives splitting. The old man in the gray robe hurriedly dodged, but he was slower after all. His arrogant soul pulled his robe to pieces, and his body was even more bloody and bloody. A series of wounds appeared, and black air was still permeated with these wounds.

Bai Ye's brows moved slightly.

The old man in brown robe probably didn't expect that there was such a terrifying girl next to Bai Ye, and immediately turned around and jumped towards Kong.

He actually wanted to escape.

"I want to leave? Since I have come to my Zanglong Courtyard, please stay."

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the magnificent soul energy covered the sky like a big net. The old man shook his palms into the air. With a thunder, a large number of soul energy waves appeared in the sky. The scene was extremely majestic, but the "soul net" was not broken, but kept pressing down.

The old man was forced to the ground, but he saw the strong wind rising in the small forest, and a wonderful rhythm floated.

The rhythm is very mysterious. Although Bai Ye could hear it, he didn't feel anything. However, the old man's face turned pale and his eyes gradually dissipated.

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

"Yan Feng?"

The old man in brown robe said hoarsely.

Yan Feng looked at the head on the ground, his eyes burst out with anger, his pale face turned red, and he said in a deep voice: "Has the Beixuan family reached such a point of arrogance? Is it openly dare to kill people in my Tibetan Dragon Courtyard?"

"This is just interest." The old man in brown robe said indifferently: "The master was already angry when he lost his children. If he came here in person, he would probably not be the ordinary disciples."

"You can ask him to come to Zanglongyuan to try it." Yan Feng said in a deep voice.

"If you Zanglongyuan does not hand over this person, he will definitely come here." said the old man in brown robe.

"Take Bai Ye? Humph, do you think anyone in our Tibetan Dragon Courtyard will do such a thing?" Yan Feng shouted coldly.

Hand over the disciple? This is absolutely impossible. This is already the lowest bottom line for a college leader. Once such a thing is done, the academy will not be far from being disbanded. This is not only because life is at stake, but also a matter of principle. Even if Bai Ye is not a genius with amazing talent, Yan Feng will never hand over him.

"Very good, then I can't say that there is more interaction between Zanglongyuan and Beixuan's family." The old man in brown robe finished speaking, turned his steps again, intending to leave.

"Don't go!" Yan Feng shouted loudly, pulled out a guqin from the storage ring, his five fingers fluctuated rapidly, and a rhythm was swaying.

"ha!!!!"

The old man in brown roared and sound waves came out of his mouth, shaking the rhythm.

"Yanfeng! If I haven't returned to Beixuan's house to work today, the Tibetan Dragon Courtyard will surely flow into a river tomorrow. You should know my status in Beixuan's house, right?" the old man said hoarsely.

Yan Feng's pupils froze, and the five fingers placed on the strings stopped fluctuating.

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

Yan Feng is indeed very powerful, but he is not as strong as he can be without any scruples. In the royal capital, there are many forces and even many people who can limit him.

Only the strong have absolute right to speak and can truly control their own life in their own hands.

However, as soon as the old man in brown robe finished speaking, he was terrifying, cold and violent soul suddenly swept and rushed towards him.

The old man in brown robe hurriedly accumulating his soul to resist.

Dong!

The domineering soul energy shook all his soul energy, and the person suffered a heavy blow in his chest, sunken a little, and fell on a big rock not far away. The big rock shattered. Before the old man got up, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

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

Yan Feng's face froze. He looked sideways, but saw Long Yue's face not far away, staring at the old man.

"He dares not do anything to you, but I am different! Since you, the evil man, keep your life behind you!!"

After saying that, Long Yue rushed over directly. Her soul power was so strong that she didn't look at her petite figure, but her thick and powerful soul energy was so depressing that she couldn't breathe.

Yan Feng's face turned pale. Long Yue's strength was much stronger than him.

Bai Ye's eyes flashed, and he took a slight breath, but did not stop him.

The old man's indifferent expression finally showed a hint of panic.

"Yan Feng!" he yelled.

"She is not from my Zanglongyuan. She wants to kill you, and it has nothing to do with my Zanglongyuan." Yan Feng said calmly.

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

When the old man heard the sound, his eyes were shocked and angry. He roared, and his soul power was raised and he shook towards Long Yue.

But Long Yue's soul power is extremely terrifying, and there is a kind of decayed power. As soon as the opponent's soul power approaches, it is corrupted, decomposed, disintegrated, and disappears...

What kind of heavenly soul power is this? Is it a mutated heavenly soul?
Chapter completed!