"Wow, you are a dragon that travels for nine days. Don't worry about flying. If you are tired, come back at any time. Beitianyu will always be your home!"

Elder Tianban spoke, with a vicissitudes of life and leisure in his voice, but a smile came out of her face. She looked at Ye Wuque with dismay, but it was more of a blessing and pride.

Weng Qingyue's eyes were red, and she stared at Ye Wuque, her beautiful eyes were full of dismay, but she did not speak.

Mo Qingye's pair of wonderful eyes were already moist, both hands clinging to the corners of the skirt, red lips biting tightly, there was a deep reluctance on the beautiful face, Ye Wuque's figure was reflected in the eyes, it seemed A thousand words have to be spoken, but he is stuck in his throat, unable to speak a word, only a trace of tears slips down.

Ye Wuque once again held his fist and bowed to the elder Tianban, feeling the gaze of Weng Qingyue and Mo Qingye. Ye Wuque was also a little bit sad in his heart, but he still smiled freely at the two women, just like warm sunshine.

"treasure"

The words with a hint of smile echoed out, and immediately Ye Wuque stopped staying, turned and left, his figure drifting away.

Seeing Ye Wuque's slowly disappearing figure, Mo Qingye finally couldn't hold back the feelings in his heart, tears falling like raindrops, opened his red lips as if to say something, but after all, no sound came out.

Weng Qingyue hugged her junior sister and looked at her heartbroken appearance, she felt extremely sad.

"OK OK"

Only the elder Tianban resounded in the Forbidden Dao Palace with a touch of loving comfort.

Outside the Forbidden Road Palace, Ye Wuque's figure stepped out of it. He raised his head slightly and looked at the sky full of stars, the bright moon hung high, and a trace of emotion in his bright eyes flashed away.

Immediately, Ye Wuque's right hand flashed, and the Tianya Talisman appeared in his hand, the power of divine thought surged, and a message came out.

After finishing all this, Ye Wuque stepped forward and disappeared from where he was.

call out

When Ye Wuque appeared again, he came to another hall. There were four figures sitting cross-legged in it, each holding a piece of jade slip in his hand, and he was enlightened.

"No shortage of!"

"Little Junior Brother!"

Ye Wuque's sudden appearance made the four people in the hall suddenly look surprised!

"Master, Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, Five Senior Sister..."

Looking at the four people in front of him, a faint smile appeared on Ye Wuque's face. It was the Battle Array Palace that he had arrived at the moment.

"Hey! This wave of volatility...have you successfully broken through to become a junior forbidden master?"

After the elder Tian Zhan felt it carefully, a touch of shock appeared on the old face, and he immediately asked Ye Wuque.

Ye Wuque nodded slowly, without denying it.

"Good fellow! Worthy of being a junior brother! Fight forbidden Shuangjue! Amazing! Really amazing!"

Senior brother Gu Fan showed excitement on his face, with a hint of emotion and joy.

Zhai Qing and Zi Ling also had the same expressions, both of them were happy for Ye Wuque and felt proud.

"Hahahahaha! Fight forbidden Shuangjue! No shortage, and only you can do this! I have this apprentice in Tianzhan, what can my husband want?"

Elder Tianzhan laughed and comforted.

Ye Wuque looked at the four people in front of him, his eyes filled with reluctance, but it was only fleeting before he waved his right hand again!

In an instant, dozens of small jade bottles appeared in front of the four of them, and at the same time his voice rang, echoing in the battle formation palace.

"Master, Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, and Fifth Senior Sister, this is my last little gift."

When these words came out, the elder Tianzhan was taken aback, then slowly nodded, his expression became open-minded and leisurely, and he smiled and said: "The eagle spreads its wings and fights the sky. This place is too small and there is no shortage. You should There is a wider world, go, Beitianyu will always be your home, and Battlefield Palace will always be your home."

"Little Junior Brother! Cherish all the way!"

The feeling of parting was overflowing in an instant, but Gu Fan, Zhai Qing, and Zi Ling all had a blessed smile on their faces, full of sincerity.

Ye Wuque nodded lightly, clasped his fist and bowed deeply to the elder Tian Zhan, and then stopped staying, and left in a big stride, echoing with a sound of "Treasure", never stopping for a long time.

The holy way of all heavens, the small lotus world.

Ye Wuque once again appeared in the forbidden place, which was like a paradise, and belonged to Linglong Saint Lord, and Gu Qingchen was also here.

The appearance of Ye Wuque immediately surprised these two Gedai women from the North Sky Region!

"No shortage of!"

"No shortage of!"

The voice of the woman who spoke in unison sounded, the originally vague face suddenly became clear, and two beautiful faces appeared!

In front of Ye Wuque, neither Linglong Saint Lord nor Gu Qingchen would hide their faces.

"Aunt Chen! Aunt Linglong!"

Looking at the two people in front of him, Ye Wuque's eyes showed a hint of deep gratitude.

But immediately, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed. After he looked at the Lord Linglong, he immediately stepped forward and said: "Aunt Linglong, give me your hand, and calm down."

The Lord Linglong did not hesitate at all, and immediately stretched out his right hand and did what Ye Wuque ordered.

In an instant, an incomparably pure holy way of war energy entered the exquisite holy body from Ye Wuque's body, and it circulated nine great weeks!

Linglong Saint Lord immediately sweated profusely, his beautiful face was flushed, and his slightly closed eyes kept trembling!

After Ye Wuque withdrew his hand, Linglong Saint Lord opened his eyes again, he was full of excitement and surprise!

"My hidden injuries... all healed!"

"Aunt Linglong, don't worry, from now on you will have no shackles, you can continue to practice and continue to break through."

The Lord Linglong looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes slowly moistened, and he didn't know what to say.

Gu Qingchen smiled softly and said, "Wuwei is the younger generation of the dear relatives in our eyes. There is no need to say thankful words. Wuwei, you are here to say goodbye, right?"

Gu Qingchen dominates the East, with amazing eyesight and hit the nail on the head.

Ye Wuque nodded directly, and no longer concealed it. With a wave of his right hand, dozens of small jade bottles appeared, falling beside Linglong Saint Lord and Gu Qingchen.

"Aunt Chen, Aunt Linglong, Fubo left me a clue, I'm going to find his footsteps and find him back!"

As soon as these words came out, both Linglong Saint Master and Gu Qingchen's bodies trembled. Finally, the two women smiled at each other and looked at Ye Wuque. Finally, Linglong Saint Master said, "Go ahead and cherish all the way."

"Don't worry, I will take care of Murong's house."

Ye Wuque nodded heavily, bowed his fists deeply at the two women, and then walked away without saying goodbye.

This is a brightly lit hall located in the guest house of the Holy Road of the Heavens, dedicated to entertain the guests who come to the Holy Road of the Heavens.

It is the first family of Eastern Tu that came here with Gu Qingchen... Murong's family!

At this moment, the atmosphere in the guest house was warm. Murong Changqing, the head of the Murong family, was sitting in the main seat, and the elders of Murong's parents were standing behind him. In the two vice seats below, each was sitting with a figure.

A person is tall, with a strong breath, tough eyes, and the scar on his face not only does not follow his face, but also adds a sturdyness, it is Murong Hai!

Today Murong Hai has long been an outstanding disciple of the Holy Way of the Heavens, and his outstanding achievements in the Civil War of the Northern Tianyu have attracted the attention of countless people.

The other figure is a proud woman, wearing a big red martial arts dress, beautiful, white and delicate, with red lips smiling, it is Murong Binglan.

At this moment, the Murong family was chatting happily with a group of people sitting opposite, and the leader was the first person of the young generation of Heavenly Sages... Ximen Zun!

Next to Ximenzun was Zhuo Bufan, and Mo Honglian, Fang He, Mo Bailou, Lin Yingluo, and Sima Ao were all here.

Both parties used tea instead of wine, and the atmosphere was warm and full of laughter.

Murong Binglan's beautiful eyes swept back and forth across the faces of Ximenzun and Zhuo Bufan, and there was a touch of yearning and longing in the depths of the eyes.

"Whether it's Ximenzun or Zhuo Bufan, they are all first-class people in Beitianyu...If I can become one of them, my status and status in the future will be extremely noble!"

The thoughts in Murong Binglan's heart surged, but suddenly another figure rushed into his mind, but she was forcibly suppressed immediately, and she didn't want to think about it.

Murong Changqing looked at Ximen Zun in front of him, but his heart was filled with emotion and gratitude.

"It's not bad face to be able to make the holy way of the heavens so courteous after all!"

Murong Changqing understands what identity is Ximen Zun?

He could bring a group of people to come here to make friends, only to see Ye Wuque's face, otherwise, what would be a Murong family?

The thought of Ye Wuque made Murong Changqing's eyes filled with pride.

However, in the next instant, a man's voice with a faint smile suddenly sounded in the brightly lit hall.

"Wow, I have seen Uncle Evergreen..."

A figure quietly appeared in the hall, tall and slender, with a fair and handsome face, it was Ye Wuque!

"No shortage of!"

"Junior Brother Ye!"

"No shortage of!"

In an instant, everyone in the entire hall stood up together with surprises on their faces, especially Murong Changqing!

But Murong Binglan, who was holding the tea cup in her slender hand, trembled, her right hand shook, and the tea cup in her hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound!