"Uh, young master, wake up, haven't the momentum of being shocked by the powerful pressure yet?" Mu Qing also walked to Yun Yifei. Seeing that he was slightly closed with his eyes and shy, and saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth, he patted his shoulder with one hand and said in a low voice.

"Uh, uh", Yun Yifei turned his head and opened his eyes to look at it. He saw Jiang Yuchen hugging Xiao Yinying in his arms, looking at his arms that were still wrapped around his chest, thinking about what Jiang Yuchen said before, how could he not know what he said to Xiao Yinying, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"For some reason, after that pressure passed, my head became trance." Yun Yifei touched his head and said excuse himself.

"Yes, the pressure will cause certain sequelae. It is normal to have mild dizziness, trance and blank space. Fortunately, the pressure is not malicious. Otherwise, the pressure alone will take my life." Jiang Lingxin said with a frown.

"No, look at your expression, and your saliva is flowing out. You can't be thinking of something bad, ah, ah." Mu Qing smiled maliciously, looked at Yun Yifei and Jiang Yuchen, and obviously had already guessed that he had some guesses.

"Shut up and kiss your toad." Yun Yifei was obviously a little anxious. In order to block his mouth, he came up and took out his killer weapon.

"Let's say it, let's talk about it." The kiss to the toad obviously became Mu Qing's weakness, and Yun Yifei raised it again. He immediately lost his temper and could only take extraordinary measures. He raised his slap and stood in front of his face. Obviously, he would beat his head, which had not yet subsided.

"Okay, okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, don't say it anymore, okay." Yun Yifei hurriedly stopped it, but also advised Mu Qing not to say it anymore, and even winked.

Jiang Lingxin looked at the two of them with some suspicion, and then looked at Jiang Yuchen, who was having fun playing with Xiao Yinying, but she didn't say anything.

At this time, another wave of pressure in the distant sky rose from the sky and spread rapidly, still coming from the previous direction, heading towards the place where the silver light disappeared before, without any pause.

Compared with the restrained pressure before, this pressure later seemed more ostentatious, with a lot of outward appearance, showing its sharpness, and mixed with a violent feeling.

Fortunately, it was not targeted at the few people in the valley. Even so, the pressure spread to this point. The people's bodies were as weak as if they were not their own. Mu Qing was also in trouble. When he fell down, he kowtowed to the raised stone without bias. However, this time he did not kowtow, but it also made him grin in pain.

"Let me go, stop pressing me, I don't like girls." After the pressure disappeared for a moment, a stingy voice suddenly sounded, and the voice was special, and it was impossible to tell the difference between men and women.

Several people were looking at the shadows disappearing in the sky in confusion. Suddenly, they heard it, and couldn't help but be stunned. They looked at Xiao Yinying in surprise. Although they had known that the spirit beasts could speak human words and had seen some spirit beasts raised by their predecessors say, they were all high-level divine beasts, or they lived with their masters since childhood. However, this little silver eagle obviously had a low cultivation level, but could speak human words. How could it not surprise the few people?

"Is it the spiritual pet raised by monks?" Jiang Lingxin guessed.

If a pet lives with monks since childhood, he will naturally hear people's words every day. Some pets have very high language talent, and it is not impossible to be able to speak people's words very early.

"Stop worrying about those, just ask it, right?" Mu Qing first kicked the raised stone hard, and then said while collecting the weeds in the grass and spreading them under his feet.

Yes, since the little silver eagle can speak, why not ask about it?

"Don't move for now, let me ask you, where is your master?" Jiang Yuchen hugged the struggling little Yinying and asked softly.

"Let me go, my master is him." Xiao Yinying turned his head and looked at Yun Yifei, and said in a stuttering tone.

"It's me, are you sure? You won't recognize the wrong person, right?" Yun Yifei pointed at him with a finger and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Yes, I admit my mistake, it's you." Xiao Yinying said affirmatively.

"We didn't know each other before, how could I be your master?" Yun Yifei asked in confusion.

"I didn't know each other before, but now I know each other. I fell from mid-air and fell on you. You are my master." Xiao Yinying said hard, but the words he said really made several people smile bitterly.

"Okay, okay, I am your master, as long as you want." Yun Yifei also liked this little guy very much, stretched out his hands to pick up the little Yinying, and the little Yinying also struggled to reach out and face it.

"You, you are so lucky." Jiang Yuchen reluctantly handed the little Yinying over, really envious.

Yun Yifei hugged the little silver eagle in his arms, stroked the feathers as bright as brocade with one hand, which were as silver as snow, without a single hair, and he liked it very much.

"Hey, what are you doing? Are you still destroying it?" Seeing Mu Qing still piled the weeds and leaves in the grass under his feet, he couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"I advise you to prepare too. After a while, two high-level monks will pass by. A pressure will fall down once, and spread some weeds and leaves. If you fall, it won't hurt if you fall." Mu Qing said proudly. It turned out that this was the plan.

"Come on, why don't you leave? I don't want to stay in this place of right and wrong." Jiang Yuchen had been pouting since he returned the Yin Ying to Yun Yifei, and said angrily at this time.

"Yes, the cloud grass here has been picked clean, so let's leave early." Jiang Lingxin also spoke. After all, it's not peaceful here now. For these young monks, even if there is an opportunity, it will become a danger. After all, the pressure of the past belongs to high-level existences that they cannot reach and cannot be mixed.

Just as the few people were about to withdraw from the valley and run back to the sect, another pressure spread out from a distance.

"See it..." Mu Qing heard that he wanted to return to the sect, and his preparations were useless. He was kicking the weeds and leaves boredly, and he noticed a pressure soaring into the sky. Before it had spread, he took the initiative to fall to the ground. Anyway, he could not resist.

Because the pressure had not yet spread, Mu Qing fell down early and chose a more comfortable position. In the next breath, the pressure spread. The other four people naturally could not resist. They softened and fell heavily on Mu Qing who was lying on the ground in advance. Without exception, the four people were more or less partially pressed on Mu Qing's body.

This pressure was reduced as soon as it was released. A spiritual sense in the air swept through the valley, and then two lights fell down and fell in front of the five people who were limp on the ground.

"Get up quickly, get up quickly, it's so heavy, why are you pressing me? My body is softer than the weeds and leaves, right? You are very good at finding ready-made ones." Mu Qing scolded him angrily, just as he admired his foresight and prepared in advance. He fell seriously this time, but the rest of them enjoyed it even more and actually treated themselves as a cushion.

When several people got up, they saw three people standing in front of them, two men and one woman, one man was about forty years old, dressed in a blue shirt and a Confucian scholar, with a well-proportioned figure and a dignified appearance, giving people a refreshing feeling like an ordinary person. A woman standing beside her was also middle-aged, with grace and beauty. She raised her lips and looked at Yun Yifei with a smile, giving people a feeling of breeze blowing on her face.

The two are Yun Yifei's parents, Yun Bohai, the owner of Yunlan Villa, and his wife Zhao Wenqi.

Another person, who was tall and gray, was the elder of the Dandao Sect, Guan Lishan.

"Dad, mother, Uncle Guan, I miss you so much." After Yun Yifei saw the person coming clearly, he walked forward happily and said, holding his mother's hand.

"Greetings to Elder Guan, to the two seniors." The other four men were in a sturdy body and bowed to the bottom in a regular manner.

"Okay, get up." Guan Lishan glanced at Yun Yifei's wrapped arms, and then said in a calm tone.

"What happened to those two pressures just now?" Guan Lishan asked again.

"Oh, the previous figure of pressure was silver and fast, coming from that direction and heading towards that direction. After a while, the second pressure rose from that direction again, and seemed a little violent, as if following the silver light." Seeing the elder asking, Mu Qing naturally would not miss this opportunity to show off, and said with both hands and gestures.

Guan Lishan did not ask again, but just nodded slightly. After thinking for a while, he suddenly felt something and looked up at the sky beside him.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!