Chapter 16
The air swallowed the mist, and layers of air waves swept over it. The people all looked up, with excitement on their faces, and the children screamed in wonder.
Spirit boats can travel thousands of miles a day and carry hundreds of people, but they are not common in immortal sects. It is just because the maintenance and consumption are too high, and small sects cannot afford them.
After the cold air dissipated, Sang Yihuan took off her cloak, lowered her eyelashes slightly, and had a panoramic view of Nanheng Kingdom. This was different from what she thought.
In the memory of the original person, the country of Nanheng was peaceful and peaceful, but now the people are thin and depressed.
Xie Chao lowered his head, and his dark hair covered his clear outline, making it difficult for people to detect clearly. Xie Qingyan tightened the hilt of his sword, commanded the disciples of the sect, and said loudly: "Everyone, get off the boat!"
When the disciples got off, the people around him picked him up. They surrounded him and cheered, and even worse, they tried to hold the disciple's hand.
Sang Yihuan was squeezed unsteadily, and the next moment, she suddenly touched a body, which was not strong. She could feel his tall figure, and the contact of cold skin made her hairs stand up.
As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw the clear-cut jawline, the slightly raised corners of his eyes, and the answer he was waiting for in his heart was confirmed.
It's Xie Chao.
Perhaps feeling the burning gaze, Xie Chao lowered his head and looked at her with his dark eyes, looking at her inquiringly.
Sang Yihuan's heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her head in a hurry, saying in a low voice: "Thank you very much."
He heard the young man's voice playing, with a bit of rising tone at the end, saying word by word: "Senior sister, you are not polite, who cares? We have an oath."
The fog in Sang Yihuan's heart seemed to slowly dissipate, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
The clear breeze of the day spreads brilliance, and the bright strands shine on the girl's flowing hair.
The young man's eyes did not move away, his dark eyes were filled with waves, like the wind and waves gradually rising on the eve of a storm, and he gradually clenched his hands.
Song Ling once again escaped without leaving a trace, disgust flashed in her eyes, and she whispered softly: "Aunts, please make way. We have come a long way, can you let me rest for a while?"
A hand was stretched out towards her, Xie Qingyan's eyes flashed, and the scabbard blocked him, giving him a heavy blow.
Song Ling suddenly turned her head and stopped her immediately when she saw this: "Senior brother, no."
Xie Qingyan raised his eyes and met her clear and bright eyes. She shook her head and let people leave.
He said: "You can't offend your anger."
Song Ling looked grateful: "Thank you, senior brother. But the world is turbid and desires can never be eliminated, so there is no need to act in a temporary hurry. As long as we are here, we will always be doing our best to eliminate demons and protect the Tao. ."
Xie Qingyan was silent, seeming to be deep in thought, while Song Ling looked at him with a smile.
At this time, Sang Yihuan came from the side.
"Senior Brother Qingyan, I am waiting for me at home, so I will not live with you in Jinglingyuan." Jinglingyuan
is the place where the Immortal Sect comes to Nanheng Kingdom to select disciples. In addition, it is also a temporary residence for the Immortal Sect disciples . , Sang Yihuan originally wanted to go, but her brother unexpectedly sent someone to take her back.
