Chapter 337 It’s been three years, and he’s still alive

"You want to remove the teeth marks too?"

Ye Xingzhou nodded, "Think about it, what to keep it for."

Meng Zhi had the urge to ask further questions for a moment, but suppressed it.

Ye Xingzhou said this, perhaps just to appease him.

A flash of disappointment crossed Meng Zhi's eyes, but this also made him more determined to find the person who left the tooth marks and beat him up.

At the moment, what he had to do was to prevent Ye Xingzhou from having a private meeting with Shui Yujun.

Judging from the way Ye Xingzhou used a disguise to educate Shui Yujun, Shui Yujun's condition was obviously abnormal.

If he doesn't take precautions now, when will he take precautions? He doesn't want Ye Xingzhou to really become his uncle.

"Don't meet Shui Yujun in the future. If he wants to see you, just send me a spiritual message."

Ye Xingzhou nodded, "I'll definitely listen to you, Junior Brother."

Meng Zhi didn't breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that.

Ye Xingzhou was just careless and thought he had covered it up perfectly.

In fact, as long as you think carefully and observe carefully, you will find loopholes everywhere for cramming.

The more you try to cover up, the more loopholes there will be.

This storage bag is the biggest loophole. Fortunately, Shui Yujun did not notice this flaw during the meeting.

When two people fight against each other, they are equally matched.

Now, the aura of this storage bag belongs to him.

Meng Zhi remained silent, pulled out the gold thread from the storage bag around his waist, and replaced the breath with his own.

As for Ye Xingzhou.

Ye Xingzhou was not worried at all that the golden beast guarding Shuihuo City would leak the secret, and was still feeling complacent.

Without him as the translator, no one else could understand anything at all. At most, Shui Yujun would think that the golden beast was going crazy.

Now with Meng Zhi's protection, Ye Xingzhou finally felt relieved.

While they were chatting, it was Meng Zhi's turn.

The aroma of freshly made and still hot cakes filled the shop. The shopkeeper put a towel under his hand to keep out the heat and brought out three more columns of new cakes.

"Shopkeeper, pack them all up."

"Okay, sir."

Ye Xingzhou raised his eyebrows, "With so many, Junior Brother Ren will be too full to handle."

"He won't eat it all." Meng Zhi put the packed food into the storage bag one by one, and replied, "He will share it with others."

"During the years you were away, Xiang Xiuyuan spent most of his time in dual cultivation taking assessments. Ren Wangzhu didn't get close to me, so it was Elder Xuan and Senior Sister Yue who mostly looked after him."

Meng Zhi used an ordinary tone, as if describing the weather, and casually talked about the most depressing three years of his life.

"Most of the disciples, whether from Danfeng, the inner sect, or the outer sect, will look after him intentionally or unintentionally."

Ye Xingzhou sighed, "What about you?"

Meng Zhi paused, then said in a natural voice, "I've accepted a mission and am not often in the sect."

Ye Xingzhou didn't say anything, but just raised his hand, placed it on Meng Zhi's head, and touched it gently.

"Junior brother, go back."

Meng Zhi lowered his head, obeying the strength of the hand caressing him, and whispered, "I understand."

"Do you know what happened to those people that Elder Xuan took away from the Meng family three years ago?"

"I did ask," Meng Zhi recounted. "Elder Xuan said it was handed over to the Law Enforcement Hall for handling and told me not to worry about it."

What he meant was that Meng Zhi could not interfere, as this was a secret of the sect.

Ye Xingzhou glanced at the sky and said, "You go back first. I'm going to Danfeng."

"Um."

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Clouds rise in the light mist, and cranes fly in the air.

The flying boat landed, and Ye Xingzhou summoned the crane to quickly go to Danfeng.

Not to mention, the one Ye Xingzhou summons is definitely that lecherous bald crane.

Ye Xingzhou patted the crane's back and said, "Brother, it's been three years, and your bald head still hasn't grown any hair?"

Xianhe originally thought that this person had disappeared for three years and it was rare for him to be on good terms with her. But when Ye Xingzhou spoke in a rude tone, Xianhe rolled his eyes and threw the person off his back.

Ye Xingzhou landed steadily and continued to brag, "You didn't expect that I'm now at the foundation-building stage."

He couldn't hear a word at all, and the crane only left Ye Xingzhou with its back.

Ye Xingzhou shrugged, turned around and was walking towards the pharmacy when a sight made him stop.

Ye Xingzhou swept it away.

Outside the lotus pond, in the pavilion, a man sat quietly.

The man had lowered eyebrows and eyes, his black hair was curled behind his head, he had a snow-white cloak draped over his shoulders, and his lips were pale. His appearance gave him an air of innocence, and the sickness around him embellished his fragility.

At this time, the man was holding a teacup in both hands, and there was a hand warmer placed next to the stone table.

In Yantian Sect, for cultivators, this outfit is eye-catching, but for ordinary people, it is very hot in July, let alone a cloak or hand warmer.

Ye Xingzhou only felt that the man's face looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

The man smiled at Ye Xingzhou, and his eyes narrowed into slits, his eyebrows were like clear water, and his eyes were like crescent moons.

It's completely harmless, it just makes people feel distressed for no reason, feeling sorry for his sick and weak body.

As Ye Xingzhou was reminiscing, the jade bracelet on his wrist began to stir and flow.

Cang Shui Gong couldn't wait to transform and follow this person, but Ye Xingzhou held him back.

The man gathered up a corner of his cloak, stood up lightly, and stopped in front of him as if floating and walking.

The vague memory gradually becomes clear.

Ye Xingzhou remembered, "Young Master Liu."

Liu Guian nodded, "I hope you are well, Fellow Daoist Ye. I thought you had forgotten me just now."

Don’t mention it, Ye Xingzhou really forgot about it.

Lu Gui'an was the third son of the Lu family. After his spiritual roots were dug out by Lu Yue, his wife resented the head of the family for not taking action, so she took the three sons and divorced him. That's when she changed her surname to Liu.

At the same time, this is also the person Xiang Xiuyuan reminded Ye Xingzhou not to contact.

He looks harmless, but he might be evil at heart. And he is the new master chosen by Cang Shui Gong.

However, Ye Xingzhou felt a little strange.

When we met three years ago, this man looked sick and on the verge of death.

It's been three years and it's still going strong.

On the surface, Ye Xingzhou still asked politely, "Mr. Liu, are you coming to Danfeng to recuperate?"

"Yes, I came here to recuperate." Liu Gui'an covered his lips with his handkerchief to suppress his cough. "How is Fellow Daoist Ye doing recently?"

"Very good." Ye Xingzhou nodded randomly and held down the restless Cangshui Bow. "I have something else to do. I'll be leaving first. Master Liu, you can continue admiring the lotus."

Ye Xingzhou clenched the jade bracelet on his wrist and walked quickly into the medicine hall.

Liu Gui'an looked at Ye Xingzhou leaving and tilted his head.

Is this, hiding from him?

Ye Xingzhou walked very fast with the wind under his feet.

As soon as he left Liu Gui'an's sight, Ye Xingzhou gave Cang Shuigong a loving touch.

"Can't we change someone else to be the master? My boy, look carefully, he has no spiritual roots."

All the water spiritual roots have been dug out by Lu Yue, how can we make a contract?

Ye Xingzhou is now like the child who was kidnapped by a yellow-haired man, feeling very disappointed with him.

Cangshui Gong just calmed down.

"What are you mumbling about!" Elder Xuan's voice sounded immediately afterwards, and Ye Xingzhou reacted quickly to avoid the palm attack.

"Elder Xuan, don't rush to fan me. I have something important to tell you."

Elder Xuan stopped when his hand was an inch away, glanced at Ye Xingzhou, and said, "Follow me."

Ye Xingzhou's hand moved quickly and he touched the white magnolia on Elder Xuan's head.

Nourished by spiritual power, this flower grows better than the one on the branch.

"Elder Xuan, how long has Liu Gui'an been coming to Danfeng?"

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