Chapter 277

Today, everyone in the world knows that there is a monster outside the gate of the Sword God Palace.

This person is Yang Xuan. He entered the Sword God Palace for less than a month. With his cultivation base in the Vientiane Realm, he swept many geniuses in the Sword Fighting Conference and entered the finals. Xiao Buye of the Sun Martial Spirit and Jiang Yichen, who had awakened the Yinyue Martial Spirit, won the first prize in one fell swoop and became the first person in the outer gate of the Sword God Palace, and their reputation spread far and wide.

According to legend, Yang Xuan is only seventeen years old this year, but he has already realized the killing sword intent, and his talent is higher than that of the sword god Gu Tongxuan.

As the founder of the Sword God Palace, the Sword God Gu Tong Xuanwei is very famous, and the appearance of a young man with a higher talent than him is enough to imagine how the world is shaking.

"He is Yang Xuan of the Sword God Palace!?" Yunyan Saintess's apricot eyes widened, and she turned to look at Chu Tianpeng beside her, which meant why didn't you tell me earlier.

"He changed his face and called himself Yang Yan. I didn't expect him to be Yang Xuan from the Sword God Palace!" Chu Tianpeng could only say something with a wry smile.

As a core disciple of the inner sect of Ziyang Sect, he naturally knew Yang Xuan's name, but he knew it, but he didn't expect Yang Yan to be Yang Xuan.

"Sword God Palace Yang Xuan, very good, I remember you." After leaving a sentence, Nie Bei dropped him into the lake and picked him up, and then left in a very embarrassed manner.

Yang Xuan ignored Nie Bei, and touched Ying'er's head a little bit dumbfounded: "What nonsense is this silly girl talking about, I'm your brother, how can you marry me?"

At this moment, although he was holding Ying'er in his arms, he didn't have any evil thoughts about the little girl's body in his heart. Even if he hadn't seen her for half a year, the little girl's body had fully grown, and he didn't think about it, only a strong warmth remained.

"I don't care, we are not brothers and sisters, I will marry my brother."

Ying'er shook her head, holding Yang Xuan's neck with both hands, hanging on him like a koala, and refused to come down.

"Damn, come down quickly, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by holding me like this?" Yang Xuan said with a headache.

Hearing this, Ying'er's delicate body trembled slightly, and she turned her head to look around, only to find that her little face turned red from the eyes of countless eyes.

"Young Master Yang, the slave family doesn't know about your relationship with my junior sister. I just said something inappropriate to you, please forgive me."

After Yunyan Saintess finished speaking, she owed Yang Xuan.

"Brother, don't blame my senior sister. In Hehuan Valley, senior sister loves me the most." Ying'er said while holding Yang Xuan's arm.

"Don't worry, brother, I'm not a person with a small stomach."

"Hehe, Young Master Yang, it's fate to meet each other, please come to my residence for a brief chat." Yunyan Saintess invited each other.

"it is good."

Yang Xuan didn't refuse, he took Ying'er into the sky and flew onto the jade boat, and the jade boat also cut through the void and disappeared into the vast sky.

...

As the sect residence of the Hehuan Sect, the Hehuan Valley is extremely huge. If you look down, there are countless palaces in the valley.

In the depths of the valley, there are many peaks, pines are tall and straight, spring water is ding-dong, and under a green mountain, there is a lake, blue as a mirror, white cranes in groups, very beautiful.

In the middle of the lake, there is a small island with a radius of thousands of square meters. It is full of flowers and trees. When the breeze blows, the flowers and leaves fly down, and the pieces are crystal clear and fragrant.

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

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

After a few cups of fruit wine specially brewed by the Hehuan Sect, Ying'er's little face turned red, she was really cute, Yang Xuan saw it, he couldn't help pinching her little face, and smiled: "Drink less. Point, or you'll get drunk."

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

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

Yang Xuan smiled without saying a word, turned his head to look at Chu Tianpeng and the Yunyan Saintess, and congratulated: "The two lovers are finally married, which is really gratifying."

"Young Master Yang already knows!?" Yunyan Saintess was surprised.

"Of course, your acting skills are too bad, even a man can tell." Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows.

"Brother Yang laughed." Chu Tianpeng said with a wry smile.

"Men love women's love, it's human nature, what's there to laugh at."

Yang Xuan shook his head and said playfully, "Brother Chu, the beauty is in your arms, this is indeed a beautiful thing, but you have to be more restrained. I don't want you to be in a wheelchair when we meet again next time."

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

"What nonsense, Young Master Yang, is the slave family a vixen who eats people and doesn't spit out skin?"

Saintess Yunyan rolled her eyes and said, "Don't worry, although my Hehuan Sect is good at harvesting yang and replenishing yin, it also has the orthodox double cultivation technique, which is of great benefit to both men and women's cultivation."

"Haha, that's good, then the two of you can linger to your heart's content." Yang Xuan laughed.

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

Half a year has passed, and the little girl has grown up, not to mention that after staying in the Hehuan Sect for so long, she naturally understands the affairs of men and women.

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

Yang Xuan said with a smile.

"Young Master Yang is very young, and he knows women well. I don't know how many confidantes there are now?" Yunyan Saintess smiled coquettishly.

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

Hearing this, Ying'er's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, but Chu Tianpeng was stunned for a moment, then gave a thumbs up: "Brother Yang is amazing, I have Yunyan enough."

Saintess Yunyan glanced at him: "You can also find more, don't you guys like three wives and four concubines?"

"Yunyan's words are wrong. I have always been loyal to the woman I love." Chu Tianpeng said.

"Uh, what Brother Chu said, I'm an unfaithful person?" Yang Xuan asked in a daze.

"Haha, Brother Yang, don't think too much."

Just when a few people were drinking and having fun, Misty Rain Lake was boiling, and many people were talking about one person.

This person is naturally Yang Xuan. As the number one person outside the Sword God Palace, Yang Xuan's strength is of course needless to say, but what he hears is false and what he sees is true. With Yang Xuan slapped Nie Bei of the Hunyuan faction, everyone Only people understand how strong Yang Xuan is.

...

At night, the moon and stars were sparse, and Ying’er couldn’t sleep. Finally, she got up and quietly came to Yang Xuan’s room. Although she tried her best to make her footsteps inaudible, Yang Xuan, who had a strong perception, still heard it. He opened his eyes from the practice. , smiled bitterly and said, "Why did you come to my room without sleeping, girl, in the middle of the night?"

"Brother, don't go away, okay?"

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

"Do you have any other men in the Hehuan Sect?" Yang Xuan asked amusingly.

"This, it seems not."

"Isn't it over? Well, don't be sad, my brother will come to see you often."

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

"This can't be done. If your mother finds out, she must kill me."

"Hee hee, my mother is in retreat recently, so she won't know."

Ying'er giggled, took off her shoes and socks, climbed onto Yang Xuan's bed and hugged him. For a while, Yang Xuan was short of breath, but fortunately, he was tenacious, and after all, he restrained himself and did not turn into a wolf.

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

Ying'er looked up at Yang Xuan, her eyes were covered with mist, her eyes were like silk.

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

"Really!?"

"Of course, my brother never lies."

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

After that, he pecked Yang Xuan's face like a little bit of water.

"Little naughty."

Yang Xuan scratched her nose lovingly, then hugged her and fell onto the bed, softly saying, "Close your eyes and sleep well."

"Um!"

Ying'er closed her eyes obediently, leaned her body against his arms, and fell asleep before she knew it. It was so hard for Yang Xuan, he endured it all night, and didn't take a nap until it was almost dawn.

The next day, the sky was bright, Ying'er saw Yang Xuan woke up, she couldn't help but shyly said, "Morning brother!"

Although the two of them didn't do anything last night, in Ying'er's opinion, she had already slept with her brother, and she will be her brother's wife from now on.

"It's still early, the sun is almost drying out, hurry up and get up." Yang Xuan said with a smile.

Ying'er blushed. She always got up early, but Yang Xuan's embrace was so warm that she couldn't bear to get up early.

Seeing her blushing face, Yang Xuan couldn't help being a little tempted, but Ying'er was still young, so he didn't mess around.

Time passed slowly, and for two days in a row, Yang Xuan did not leave, and stayed with Ying'er at the residence of Saintess Yunyan.

However, he still had to find his father and Uncle Fu, and then he had to save Qin Lan, so he didn't stay long.

In the early morning of the third day, under Ying'er's reluctant gaze, he finally left and flew towards the Chaos City alone.

As for Chu Tianpeng, he has no intention of leaving at all. He spends all day traveling with the Holy Maiden of Cloud Mist, and only envy the mandarin ducks and not the immortals.

All the way Yujian went away, Yang Xuan frowned slightly, and he always felt that he was being watched, but he released his perception with all his strength, but did not find the existence of the secret.

"Definitely an absolute powerhouse!"

Yang Xuan turned his eyes, flew forward for a while, and simply fell from the sky and landed on the top of a mountain.