Chapter 1152: meet

Palace of the Promise, Sun and Moon Hall.
"Master of Qilu Palace, those people are still in the stone forest outside the palace." A palace man entered the palace and reported.
Nanfeng Qi's good-looking eyes froze slightly and waved, "Continue to monitor."
"Yes."
The palace man answered, and quickly retreated.
Nanfeng Qijing sat for a while, then got up and went to Xingluo Temple.
In the temple of Xingluo, the high priest was holding the book of formations, and lined up his new formation.
"I said, don't come to me tonight at all."
Before the Nanfeng Qi entered the house, the high priest exclaimed, and at the same time solved the outside formation.
Nanfeng Qi entered the room with a bitter smile, "I can't sleep and come to see you."
The high priest didn't look up, and raised Yang's book of formation: "I don't have time to play chess with you today."
Nanfeng Qi sat indifferently opposite the high priest, and poured a cup of tea himself: "No chess today."
The high priest raised an eyebrow again. "I have no time to practice sword with you."
"I don't practice swords." Nanfeng Qi sipped his tea and put down.
The high priest frowned, raising his eyes to look at Nanfengqi strangely.
"Do you know those people today?" Nan Fengqi looked tentatively in the eyes of the high priest.
"Should I know them?" The High Priest answered blankly.
Nanfeng Qi pursed her lips and laughed, "They seem to know you."
"But I don't know them."
It seemed that the high priest was not interested in this topic. He dropped the sentence and looked at the formation again.
Nanfeng Qi raised her eyebrows, and after drinking a cup of tea, she got up and said, "You can rest early, don't make it too late, it's bad for your health."
After Nanfeng Qi left, the high priest looked up.
"It's great that Yun Shaoning you didn't die."
"Yun Shaoning, you don't know me anymore, I'm Lan Yanyu!"
Thinking of what Lan Yanyu said during the day, the high priest frowned slightly.
Yun Shaoning?
Is this his name?
Why didn't he have any impression?
In the desert stone forest outside Wuji Palace, the beavers lit a bonfire, and several people sat around the fire together.
Lan Yanyu used a tree branch to ignite the fire and said, "Did you say that person is Yun Shaoning?"
Everyone was silent, and Mo Beichen said, "He should be Yun Shaoning."
"why?"
Lan Yanyu looked at Mo Beichen strangely. Where did he see that the guy was Lan Yanyu?
Others looked at it with curiosity.
Mo Beichen's eyes were dazzling, "Although his formation method has improved a lot, the number of ways is the same as before. It should be the Wanhua array that improved the Yun family."
Everyone's eyes brightened, "So he is Yun Shaoning!"
Lan Yuyu was puzzled. "But why did he become so powerful?"
That guy ’s practice was not even as good as he used to be. No matter how he cultivates, it should n’t be possible to become so powerful in four years.
Mo Beichen shook his head, and he couldn't figure it out.
That man's current practice is absolutely above him, and it is likely that he has surpassed the order of God. Such a profound practice cannot be practiced overnight.
The thought and frowned, "If he is really Yun Shaoning, what adventure should he have experienced? The most important thing is that he doesn't remember us now. This is the most troublesome thing."
In fact, what she was most afraid of was that he would become their enemy. Not to mention that his cultivation was so high, but only to say that he was Yun Shaoning, they could not be against him.
Several people were talking, and suddenly a starlight lit up in the air.
"Look!" Zhuo Qingyun pointed at the mid-air flare.
Beaver suddenly rejoiced, "That guy really came fast enough."
"I'll pick him up."
The white raccoon got up, extinguished the fire, and hurriedly flew towards the flare.
Several people flew to the south of Wuji Palace together.
"Wait."
Feeling that someone was following him, Mo Beichen took them directly around for a long time and flew to the south of Wuji Palace.
"It's Nanfeng Qi!" Baitan speculated, frowning.
"These people are not simple." Yu Fengling said rarely.
"Let's go and pick up Murong."
Several people rushed for hundreds of miles and finally saw Murong Yu.
"where is he?"
Seeing the beavers, Murong Yu immediately greeted them with excitement.
The patted his shoulder calmly. "Don't worry, he's fine, just ..."
Seeing the beaver's words stop and talk, Murong Yi immediately hurried, "What happened to him?"
The pursed his lips and said, "He doesn't remember us."
Murong tightened his heart and tightened his fist. "Take me to see him."
The nodded, and a few of them took Murongyu to the Promise Palace.
This time they sneaked into the Promise Palace together.
Although he didn't know where Yun Shaoning lived, Mo Beichen took them to the place where there was formation.
After sneaking into several halls, none of Yun Shaoning's people were found, and Murong Xi began to rush again.
The remembered the flowers in the garden during the day, a flash of light, "look for flowers."
Lan Yanyu's eyes lightened brightly. "Yeah, since he likes to plant flowers, where does he live if he spends more?"
"I just saw this kind of flower there."
Yu Fengling immediately took everyone to the place where he just saw the flowers.
Looking at the strange flower species in the small flower bed, Baitan raised his eyebrows. "It should be here."
"Go in, we'll guard you outside." Baiju pointed at the location of the main house.
"Thank you!" Murong Xu dropped the sentence and hurried into the main house.
There was no lamp in the room, but Murong Yan stared at the Luo Han bed with red curtains.
He approached step by step, his heart beating uncontrollably, as if he was about to pop out.
A few steps away, he seemed to have used up his entire life.
After walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, he finally reached the bed.
He stood still, staring nervously at the red veil, afraid to reach out.
He was afraid, afraid that he was not, afraid that everything was dreamy.
I don't know how long before he summoned the courage to open the veil.
The man turned sideways, he couldn't see him clearly, but just looking at his back, his tears couldn't stop flowing.
It's him!
If this is a dream, please don't let him wake up all his life.
He didn't dare to wake him up, so he stood silently beside the bed, staring at him indignantly.
In fact, the high priest woke up when Mo Beichen first entered the Promise Palace, but he didn't want to care.
But they entered his Xingluo Temple, and others entered his house.
He could feel the breath of this person was not anyone he saw during the day, so he was waiting, he wanted to see what he would do, but he didn't expect that this person was all right, just by his bed Standing.
A cup of tea passed, but the man still didn't leave, and the high priest finally couldn't help but deliberately turned over, facing outward.
The moment he saw his face, Murong Yu burst into tears.