Now, people all over the world know that there is an evil spirit outside the sword god palace.


    This man, Yang Xuan, entered the sword palace less than a month ago. He swept many talents into the final at the sword fighting conference with his cultivation of entering the Vientiane realm for the first time. In the final, he defeated Xiao buye, who awakened the spirit of the sun and Jiang Yichen, who awakened the spirit of the silver moon. He won the first prize in one fell swoop and became the first person worthy of the name outside the sword palace.


    It is said that Yang Xuan is only 17 years old this year, but he has understood the meaning of killing sword. His talent is higher than that of Gu tongxuan, the sword God.


    As the founder of the sword god palace, the sword God is ancient and mysterious, and his reputation is shaking the past and the present. The emergence of a boy with higher talent than him is enough to imagine how the world is shaking.


    "He is Yang Xuan in the sword palace!" the cloud smoke Saint stares at Chu Tianpeng with round eyes, which means you didn''t tell me earlier.


    "He changed his face and called himself Yang Yan. I didn''t think he was Yang Xuan of sword palace!" Chu Tianpeng could say nothing but smile bitterly.


    As the core disciple of Ziyang sect, he naturally knew Yang Xuan''s name, but he knew that Gui knew, but he didn''t expect that Yang Yan was Yang Xuan.


    "Yang Xuan, sword palace, good. I remember you." Nie Bei left a word. He fell into the lake, picked him up, and then left with great frustration.


    Yang Xuan ignored Nie Bei and touched Ying''er''s head: "what nonsense, silly girl? I''m your brother. How can you marry me?"


    At the moment, although he hugged Ying''er, he had no evil thoughts about the little girl''s body at the bottom of his heart. Even if he hadn''t seen her for half a year, the little girl''s body had completely grown, and he didn''t have any wishful thinking, leaving only thick warmth.


    "I don''t care. We''re not brothers and sisters. I''m going to marry my brother."


    Ying''er shook her head, held Yang Xuan''s neck in her hands, hung on him like a koala, and refused to come down.


    "Darling, come down quickly. Aren''t you afraid of being laughed at when you hold me like this?" Yang Xuan said with a headache.


    Hearing the speech, Ying''er''s delicate body trembled slightly and looked around. It was found that countless eyes looked that her little face turned red. She felt ashamed and flustered and hurried down from Yang Xuan.


    "Young master Yang, I don''t know the relationship between you and my younger martial sister. I just said something wrong to you. Please forgive me."


    The cloud smoke Saint said and bowed to Yang Xuan.


    "Elder brother, don''t blame my elder martial sister. In Hehuan Valley, elder martial sister loves me most." Ying''er said, holding Yang Xuan''s arm.


    "Don''t worry, brother, I''m not a small bellied man."


    "Hehe, childe Yang, it''s fate to meet. Please come to my residence for a little chat." Yunyan Saint invited.


    "OK."


    Yang Xuan didn''t refuse either. He took Ying''er and flew into the jade boat. The jade boat also broke through the void and disappeared into the vast sky.


    ……


    As the sect residence of Hehuan sect, Hehuan Valley is huge. Looking down, there are countless palaces in the valley, buildings are in pieces, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, just like a paradise. From time to time, you can hear the melodious sound of silk and bamboo, which makes people forget their troubles and worries.


    Deep in the valley, there are many peaks, tall and straight pines, and Ding Dong springs. Under a green mountain, there is a lake, which is as blue as a mirror and swarms of white cranes. It is very beautiful.


    In the middle of the lake, there is an island with an area of thousands of square meters. It is full of flowers and trees. When the breeze blows, the flowers and leaves fall, glittering and fragrant.


    This small island in the lake is the residence of Yunyan saint, just like a dreamy land, quiet and peaceful.


    At this time, in a pavilion in another courtyard, Yang Xuan, Gu Qingying, Yunyan saint and Chu Tianpeng sat down and enjoyed the flowers and scenery while drinking. They had a unique style.


    After several cups of fruit wine specially brewed by Hehuan sect, Ying''er''s small face became red and lovely. Yang Xuan couldn''t help holding out his hand to pinch her small face and said with a smile: "drink less, or you''ll get drunk."


    "I often drink this wine, so I won''t get drunk!"


    Ying''er wrinkled her delicate Qiong nose and whispered, "I''m glad to see my brother."


    Yang Xuan smiled but didn''t speak. He looked at Chu Tianpeng and Yunyan saint and congratulated: "it''s really gratifying that the two lovers will get married."


    "Young master Yang knows!?" Yunyan saint was surprised.


    "Of course, your acting skills are also too poor. A man can see it." Yang Xuan picked his eyebrow.


    "Let brother Yang laugh." Chu Tianpeng said with a bitter smile.


    "Men and women love each other. It''s human nature. What are you laughing at?"


    Yang Xuan shook his head and said with a little ponder: "brother Chu, beauty is in your arms. This is really a beautiful thing, but you have to be restrained. I don''t want to see you in a wheelchair next time."


    "Cough, I understand." Chu Tianpeng was embarrassed.


    "What are you talking about, young master Yang? Is being a fox that eats people and doesn''t spit?"


    The cloud smoke Saint turned her eyes and said, "don''t worry. Although our Hehuan sect is good at picking Yang and tonifying Yin, it also has orthodox double cultivation, which is of great benefit to both men and women."


    "Ha ha, that''s good. The two of you will enjoy your love." Yang Xuan laughed.


    "Brother is so bad!" Ying''er blushed.


    Half a year later, the little girl has grown up. After staying in Hehuan sect for so long, she naturally understands the things between men and women.


    "Men are not bad, women do not love, Ying''er, you are still young and don''t understand."


    Yang Xuan smiled.


    "Young master Yang is not old, but he knows women well. I don''t know how many confidants there are now?" Yunyan Saint smiled coquettishly.


    "No more, no less, just five fingers can count." Yang Xuan said wildly.


    Hearing the speech, Ying''er was slightly wrinkled in Emei, while Chu Tianpeng was stunned, and then gave a thumbs up: "brother Yang is powerful, I have a cloud and smoke is enough."


    The cloud smoke Saint glanced at him: "you can also find more. Don''t your men like three wives and four concubines?"


    "Yunyan''s words are different. I''ve always been loyal to my beloved woman." Chu Tianpeng said.


    "Er, brother Chu''s implication is that I''m an unfaithful person?" Yang xuanleng said.


    "Ha ha, brother Yang, don''t think about it."


    While a few people were drinking and having fun, Yanyu lake was boiling, and many people were talking about one person.


    Naturally, this person is Yang Xuan. As the first person outside the sword palace, Yang Xuan''s strength naturally goes without saying, but what he hears is false and what he sees is true. With Yang Xuan slapping Nie Bei of the Hunyuan sect, people understand how strong Yang Xuan''s strength is.


    ……


    At night, the moon was bright and the stars were thin. Ying''er tossed and turned. Finally, she got up and quietly came to Yang Xuan''s room. Although she tried to make her footsteps slightly inaudible, Yang Xuan, who felt strong, heard it. He opened his eyes from his practice and said with a bitter smile: "why do you come to my room when you don''t sleep in the middle of the night?"


    "Brother, don''t go, will you?"


    Ying''er came to Yang Xuan slowly. Although she was young, she was already charming and charming.


    "Do you have any other men in Hehuan sect?" Yang Xuan asked jokingly.


    "Well, I don''t think so."


    "Well, don''t be sad. My brother will often come to see you."


    "Brother, I''m going to sleep with you tonight."


    "That''s not good. If your mother knows, she has to kill me."


    "Hee hee, my mother has been practicing in seclusion recently, so she won''t know."


    Ying''er smiled, took off her shoes and socks, climbed to Yang Xuan''s bed and hugged him. For a time, Yang Xuan was short of breath. Fortunately, he was tough and restrained after all. He didn''t turn into a wolf.


    "Brother, I want to be your wife, or in a few years, I will be out of the cabinet like elder martial sister Yunyan."


    Ying''er looked up at Yang Xuan. Her eyes were covered with misty water mist, and her eyes were as beautiful as silk.


    "Don''t worry, my brother won''t let you marry others. I''ll pick you up and leave in a few years."


    "Really?"


    "Of course, my brother never lies."


    "Well, Ying''er will practice hard and wait for her brother to pick me up."


    Then he pecked at Yang Xuan''s face like a dragonfly.


    "Naughty."


    Yang Xuan lovingly scraped her nose, then threw her on the bed and said softly, "close your eyes and have a good sleep."


    "Yes!"


    Ying''er obediently closed her eyes, leaned close to him, and fell asleep unconsciously. It was so bitter for Yang Xuan. He endured it all night and didn''t take a nap until dawn.


    The next day, when it was bright, Ying''er saw Yang Xuan wake up and said shyly, "good morning, brother!"


    Although they didn''t do anything last night, in Ying''er''s opinion, they have slept with their brother and will be his wife from now on.


    "It''s still early. The sun is about to fart and share. Get up quickly." Yang Xuan smiled.


    Ying''er blushed. She always got up early, but Yang Xuan''s arms were very warm, which made her reluctant to get up early.


    Yang Xuan couldn''t help feeling a little moved when he saw her blushing, but Ying''er was still young and he didn''t mess around.


    Time passed slowly. For two days in a row, Yang Xuan didn''t leave. He accompanied Ying''er at the residence of Yunyan saint.


    However, he had to find his father and Fubo, and save Qin LAN. Naturally, he didn''t stay long.


    On the morning of the third day, under Ying''er''s reluctant eyes, he finally left and flew alone in the direction of the chaotic city.


    As for Chu Tianpeng, he didn''t mean to leave at all. He spent all day traveling with Yunyan saints, only admiring mandarin ducks, not immortals.


    Yang Xuan frowned slightly as he walked away from the sword. He always had the feeling of being stared at, but he tried his best to release his perception, but he didn''t find the secret existence.


    "He must be a very strong man!"


    Yang Xuan turned his eyes and flew forward for a while. He simply fell from the sky and fell to the top of a mountain. He said loudly, "the elder has been with the younger generation for a long time. It''s better to show up."