After becoming an outcast, she relied on the system to raise her children and counterattacked.

Before they finished speaking, the two of them slapped each other again.

The collision of tyrannical internal forces immediately stirred up a cloud of flying sand, and the masked man was also knocked back three steps.

The man said "Huh", as if he didn't expect Ye Jingyu to have such strong internal strength.

Then he said in a dumb voice: "I have underestimated you. This palm will definitely kill you without a burial place."

Listening to this harsh sound, the anger in Ye Jingyu's heart rose a little more, and his mind was in chaos. There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to tear the person in front of him to pieces.

He curved his fingers sharply and grabbed the man's skull like lightning. The man let out another cold snort, and drew an afterimage with his palm, heading straight for Ye Jingyu's face.

The two hands came together again, making a muffled sound like an explosion, and the ground beneath their feet sank three inches at the same time.

A wisp of blood floated out from the masked man's collar, which made him angry.

"Damn it, you damn it!"

He said two sentences in succession, and his palm wind moved several times faster.

The blush in Ye Jingyu's eyes deepened a little deeper, and under the moonlight, there was a strange color.

The masked man was slightly startled. Could it be that Ye Jingyu had other martial arts skills?

At the moment of surprise, an exquisite figure rushed from a distance and slapped the masked man in the back.

"Ayu!"

Hearing this delicate voice, Ye Jingyu's mind cleared up, and the strange color in his eyes faded instantly.

"Xuan'er, why are you here?"

The masked man also lost his strength and lost the opportunity. He glanced at Ye Jingyu bitterly, then rushed away into the distance, and soon merged into the boundless night.

Yin Qingxuan reached out to support Ye Jingyu and looked him up and down: "Ayu, are you okay?"

Ye Jingyu smiled and stretched out his hand to scratch the bridge of Yin Qingxuan's nose.

"Do you look like I'm in trouble?"

Yin Qingxuan breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that Ye Jingyu had come to chase He Yuntong. However, after waiting for half an hour, she did not see him coming back. Not only was she a little worried, she sneaked out of Shengyin Pavilion and recognized Ye Jingyu's face from a distance. The clothes were immediately exchanged for space speed, and he rushed over as soon as possible.

"Who is that person?"

"I am not sure as well."

Ye Jingyu raised his hand and pinched his temples. At that moment, his mind was so muddled that he could only remember a pale mask, but could not remember other details.

"Do you have a headache?"

Yin Qingxuan looked up at him, her black and white eyes full of concern and worry.

"No."

Ye Jingyu didn't want her to worry about him, so he held the soft little hand.

"Go back."

Yin Qingxuan nodded and asked, "What did Sect Leader He say?"

Ye Jingyu learned what Sect Leader He said, and Yin Qingxuan frowned slightly.

"Didn't Ayu leave the palace when he was a child? Could it be that he was tampered with at that time?"

Ye Jingyu nodded and said: "I have been out, but I have never left the capital. The only time I was separated from the emperor's uncle was when I was rescued by you. If there is anything strange about me, it is impossible for the emperor's uncle not to tell me."

"That's strange. Did Ayu forget what happened before because he was too young?"

"I don't know, maybe there are some memories that have been sealed together."

Ye Jingyu frowned and said something, and then asked: "I wonder if Xuan'er's space is convenient. I want to go to the spiritual spring and sit quietly for a while. Maybe I will gain something unexpected."

Yin Qingxuan smiled and said: "Why is Ayu suddenly so outspoken? Only our family of three can enter my space. Naturally, it is convenient at any time."

Ye Jingyu also smiled. He spread his arms and took Yin Qingxuan into his arms.

"Let's go quickly, the sea breeze is still very cold."

Yin Qingxuan nodded meekly, and walked with him in the direction of Shengyin Pavilion under the moonlight.

Not long after the two left, a figure appeared from the sky. It was the person who lowered his head and looked down at Yin Qingxuan that day.

He slowly landed on the ground, staring closely at the young couple, and the corners of his mouth hidden in the hood slowly raised, revealing a sinister smile.

"Kill, kill more, and make up for all the blood you haven't seen for so many years. The more blood you see, the more uncontrollable you will be, hahahaha..."

At the same time, people wearing white masks appeared in Xiaoyao Sect.

He took off his mask, revealing a pale, handsome face. The tear stains at the corners of his eyes became more and more clear because of his complexion.

This person is none other than Ashlan, who is pretending to be the leader of Xiaoyao Sect.

Since coming to Xiaoyao Sect, he has used many female cauldrons, and his skills are no longer what they used to be. He thought that killing Ye Jingyu was just a matter of flipping his hands, but he didn't expect that he actually had a hidden card.

Thinking of Yin Qingxuan's concern for Ye Jingyu, a ball of evil fire suddenly emerged from the bottom of Ashlan's heart.

He quickly walked to the secret room, stretched out his hand and pushed Zhu Yuyan down on the stone bed. There was a sound of broken silk, and the person had already covered Zhu Yuyan's body heavily.

"No, I'm practicing."

The violent aura on Asilan's body made Zhu Yuyan feel uneasy and she couldn't help but say something.

"To shut up."

Ashlan growled lowly, took the quilt, and covered Zhu Yuyan's face directly.

After a moment, a lustful gasping sound sounded in the room...