Chapter 252 Flower Liquid, Holy Son Order!

"Boom!"

Four squares!

There are exclamations, admirations, envy... all kinds of eyes, all kinds of sounds, and even hide the dazzling light in the sky.

At this moment, Ye Qingyan, even though he knelt on one knee, his blue clothes were stained with blood, and his body trembled a little, but in the eyes of everyone, he was still tall and magnificent and unreachable!

They know that from today, from the moment he defeated the two together, his name of Ye Xiaoyao will definitely resound throughout the Tianying God Religion, because-

From today on, he is Ye Xiaoyao, the son of this generation of divine religion, and no one can doubt about it!

"Cough, did you win..."

Ye Qingyan coughed, and his eyes swept over the crowd, a little confused, and then he was dizzy and slowly fell down. Finally, he only heard a few exclamations, which seemed to have a beautiful female voice, very vaguely, and then completely fell into the darkness...

*****

"Brother Yehan, why are you here?"

Ye Qingyan slowly opened his eyes. First, he looked at the fantasy he was in and found that in the Binhai Pavilion, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then found the night cold beside him and said in surprise.

"Brother Xiaoyao, you're awake!" Ye Han was surprised.

Ye Qingyan rubbed his forehead and said painfully, "Brother Yehan, how long have I slept?"

"It's been two days!"

Ye Han smiled and said, "Good boy, you can really sleep for two days and two nights!"

Seeing Ye Qingyan finally woke up, Ye Han was happy and couldn't help joking.

Ye Qingyan was helpless: "I can't help it. The injury is not light. These two days are the process of healing. Sleeping is the best choice!"

Ye Han nodded: "Other people have left one after another. If I hadn't stayed to take care of you, I would have left!"

Ye Qingyan smiled and said, "Thank you very much!"

"No!" Ye Han waved his hand repeatedly: "My brother, you don't have to do this, but...!"

He said mysteriously, "I came here this morning and found a unique fragrance here. This fragrance is very unique, and I found..."

His look is a little strange.

Ye Qingyan frowned: "What did you find?"

"I found that your injury suddenly got much better!" Ye Han's tone was strange.

Ye Qingyan's injury is not serious. If it is according to the initial situation, it will take about half a month to recover, but it's only one night, and it's inexplicably eight layers. Coupled with the unique fragrance, it's very familiar...

He can't allow him to have some associations.

"Brother Ye, I'm fine. It's getting late. You can also go back to rest!" Ye Qingyan frowned slightly, and then his eyes flashed and suddenly smiled.

"Well, take care of yourself!" Ye Han nodded. For Ye Qingyan's matter, he has been very busy these two days. Now that Ye Qingyan has recovered eight layers, he should really have a good rest.

"Since you are here, why do you show up?"

Ye Qingyan stared at Ye Han's back, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said.

"I really can't hide it from you!" After a long time, a beautiful voice mixed with a few cold voices suddenly appeared.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Qingyan's eyes flashed and said lightly.

"This is yours!"

With a bang, the golden light broke through the sky, Ye Qingyan's eyes narrowed, lightning took action, and his hands grabbed a golden token in an instant.

"Is this?" Ye Qingyan frowned and said, why did he give himself a token for no reason?

"This is the Son's Order. Having it means that you are the Holy Son of this religion. In the future, you can mobilize part of the power of the Tianying God Religion for your use!" The saint of Qiyue gently opened her red lips and whispered.

Ye Qingyan's eyes flashed slightly and nodded.

"Also, the Lord asked me to send you a message!" Seeing Ye Qingyan's silence, the saint Qiyue suddenly opened her mouth.

Ye Qingyan raised his head and looked at Qiyue doubtfully.

"The person you are looking for appeared in Lingyue City some time ago!"

"What did you say!" Ye Qingyan was shocked and said with great joy, "Are you sure?"

The only person Ye Qingyan is looking for is Shen Feiyan, the emperor, and the old man Yingtian knows that Ye Qingyan is looking for him and the news passed on to him can only be about Shen Feiyan.

The saint of the moon gently taps her head.

"Thank you to the predecessor Yingtian for me!"

Ye Qingyan was overjoyed. Shen Feiyan was not only Ye Qingyan's enlightenment mentor, but also saved his life. He was kind to him. He did not find Shen Feiyan on the shore of the East China Sea. Although he did not say it on the surface, he was not depressed in his heart. Now he is naturally ecstatic to hear the news of Shen Feiyan.

"Thank you very much, Lingyan City, right? I'm leaving now!"

Lingyue City, Ye Qingyan knows that in the territory of the Tianjin Empire, it is a quite prosperous city, about ten days away from here.

Suddenly hearing the news of Shen Feiyan, Ye Qingyan was overjoyed and arched his hand to the saint Qiyue and was about to dodge away.

"Wait, you haven't recovered yet. How can you be so anxious!" The holy daughter of Qiyue's tone contains a kind of obscure concern.

"It's just a minor injury!" Ye Qingyan didn't care about it. The impact of this minor injury on him was indeed negligible, not to even worse, when he heard the news of Shen Feiyan, he was naturally in a hurry to leave.

"You...all right." The saint of Qiyue sighed gently, and then waved her bare hands gently, and a colorful light flashed and shot at Ye Qingyan.

"What is this?" Ye Qingyan stretched out his hand to catch it. Seeing that it was a snow-white jade bottle, he gently stroked it and asked.

"Flower liquid at night!" The saint of Qiyue said lightly.

"Flower liquid at night!" Ye Qingyan was shocked. Ye Laixiang has the divine effect of stabilizing the soul and condensing the soul. Although the effect of the flower liquid is slightly inferior, it is not much worse. Now the saint of Qiyue is easy to give it to Ye Qingyan. How can he not shock Ye Qingyan?

"Are you the owner of Ye Laixiang?" Ye Qingyan's eyes flashed, staring at the holy daughter of the moon and said in a low voice.

"Be careful on the road, I will explain to Brother Yehan and others!" In response to Ye Qingyan's inquiry, Saint Qiyue ignored it. She was slightly silent, and then suddenly opened her mouth. At the same time, her graceful figure turned away and left.

"Thank you!" Ye Qingyan said in a low voice that Yelai fragrant liquid had too much effect on him. Ye Qingyan didn't know how to pay off this kindness!

A word of thanks can only be regarded as a gesture of gratitude.

"Be careful!" The ethereal voice of the saint of Qiyue, with the breeze, wrapped around Ye Qingyan's ears for a long time.

"Mr. Shen, wait for me!"

A strong joy flashed in Ye Qingyan's eyes, blew a whistle, and the little gold who was dormant in the void yin and yang mirror suddenly flashed.

"Xiao Jin, go, target Lingyue City!"

Ye Qingyan smiled and flashed his body, which had appeared on Xiao Jin's back.

Xiaojin, who had been several feet tall, looked up to the sky with a cheerful long sound and carried Ye Qingyan through the air in an instant.

Dapeng rises in the same wind in one day and rises to 90,000 miles!

"I wish you a good trip!" A graceful and beautiful shadow slowly emerged from the place where Ye Qingyan left. His beautiful eyes stared at Ye Qingyan's back to the sky, during which there was a trace of difficult emotions. After a long time, he said quietly.

****

The wind roars and is as cold as frost!

Ye Qingyan stood on Xiaojin's back, let the wind blow, his clothes fly, his head covered with black hair as ink, dancing wildly in the wind, and his temperament was outstanding.

"Three days have passed. According to the news, it will take about five days to reach Lingyue City!"

A trace of depression flashed in Ye Qingyan's eyes. Xiaojin's body is a golden god eagle, and it has the noble blood of the golden-winged roc eagle. Not to mention flying for three days, even if he has not slept for three months, it has no effect. Therefore, Ye Qingyan has been on his way all night and has not rested for a moment.

"Oh! There is a restaurant below, go buy some wine and vegetables!"

Ye Qingyan's eyes swept down, and his eyes lit up slightly. When he saw an inn, he reached out for a move, and Xiao Jin swooped down in an instant.

"Yuelai Inn!"

Ye Qingyan stood in front of the restaurant and smiled. The name was really good, easy to understand and suitable for all ages.

"There is an inn in the barren mountains. Why is it so strange!"

Ye Qingyan's eyes swept around and smiled slightly. Here are surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the last side is the vast forest, which is really strange.

Ye Qingyan stepped forward and was about to walk into the inn. He suddenly turned around and looked straight ahead.

There is a gazebo there.

Stone tables, stone stools, and pavilions carved with jade are as if they have been eroded by endless years, full of a taste of vicissitudes.

Not amazing, not elegant, but with a different charm.

It's like... the woman sitting in a plain white dress sitting in a gazebo.

The face is ordinary and the eyes are closed.

She is more lonely than fireworks.