Tianshi Zhang seemed to have been waiting for Zhang Ling to come to the door and have something to say. He didn't want Zhang Ling to finish his crackling words, so he sighed in a deep voice and said, "elder martial sister, don't I understand what you said? Those who know me are worried about me, and those who don't know me are what I want. You don't have to say it. You'll understand what I mean in the future."

Zhang Ling knows that although his younger martial brother is not top-notch in talent compared with previous leaders, his victory lies in being old-fashioned and prudent. He thinks twice before acting. He must have deep meaning in everything he does. She gradually calmed down and asked, "younger martial brother, are you letting them go for our Zhengyi education?"

Tianshi Zhang was silent for a while, sighed and said, "elder martial sister, I have done everything I should do, and the rest... Can only depend on fate. I'll bother you a lot in the future."

Zhang Ling angrily ran to ask the teacher for punishment, but her anger was completely eliminated by a few words of Heavenly Master Zhang. Although she still had doubts in her heart, she finally stopped asking questions. She sighed and looked at the cave with some doubts and concerns.

She vaguely felt that master Zhang's voice and tone were different, but she couldn't say what was wrong, so she had to turn around and leave with a heavy heart.

After Master Zhang sent off the sisters Deng Yu and Deng Jiao and his younger martial Sister Zhang Ling, he looked up at the sky and muttered, "time is running out. There's still one last thing..."

With that, he took a deep breath, and the golden body Yang God came out of his shell and flew away in the direction of Soochow city.

At this time, in the distant Soochow City, Yan Fang quietly hid in a street in the old city of Suzhou. She was silent and motionless, just like a cold stone.

But in Yan Fang's heart, it was beating violently, hot and burning.

The news that heaven and earth Ruyi mirror is here has been inadvertently spread. She believes that before long, all practitioners in the world will know that she has this coveted magic weapon, and countless people will flock to her at that time!

In such a desperate situation, Yan Fang knew she couldn't wait like this. She had no way to go. She had to fight last!

The cold and tenacious practitioner waited quietly at the corner of the lane until a graceful and beautiful figure appeared.

Yan Fang saw this man's melon face, cherry mouth, a beautiful and lovely face, which was the only disciple she had accepted in the past ten years: Song Yuqiao!

Song Yuqiao walked slowly from the entrance of the street. She was born with a delicate and timid face. She was beautiful and lovely. At this time, she was wearing a goose yellow narrow mouth cotton padded jacket and a navy blue cotton pants under her feet. Although it was a cold early spring, she still couldn't hide her graceful figure,

Song Yuqiao's slender willow waist is folded three times at a time. Although his face is calm, there seems to be a deep sense of shyness between his eyebrows. People can't help loving him when they see it.