Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

Yan Shiyin's eyes followed Qin Muyue's figure closely. Her growth rate was amazing, and she was destined to return to the Dragon Soul Sect to which she was loyal.

However, there was an unspeakable worry in Yan Shiyin's heart.

He recalled that the moment Qin Ziyang learned of Qin Muyue's true life experience, he saw an extremely complicated and secretive look on the sect leader's face.

Time went back to the first day of entering the dead zone. He looked around and found no one around. He immediately found a secluded place and contacted Qin Ziyang with the Jade Dragon Talisman.

When Qin Ziyang's figure appeared on the Jade Dragon Talisman, the man in a black and red gilded dragon-patterned robe and an imperial crown on his head was still full of kingly aura. Time had not taken away his handsome face, but instead precipitated his profound heritage, which made people involuntarily yearn for this kingly demeanor.

Yan Shiyin truthfully told the story of his discovery of the birthmark on Qin Muyue's shoulder in the illusion, and took out the photo-retaining talisman as proof.

Qin Ziyang's face showed both unconcealable surprise and deep remorse and guilt. His eyes showed deep forbearance and endless pain.

Finally, his expression became more and more solemn.

A man who is arrogant in front of others, loyal and righteous, and very domineering, with frowns on his brows that look like sculptures.

After a long while, Qin Ziyang's two pairs of lion-mane eyebrows finally relaxed, and he opened his mouth to order Yan Shiyin: "Protect Qin Muyue well, and don't tell anyone about her identity and her relationship with Xi'er. I will discipline Xi'er, and you will be responsible for protecting her and dealing with any spies with ulterior motives."

"Why? Is the Sect Master afraid that Qin Xier will be in trouble?" Yan Shiyin looked at the Sect Master in disbelief.

Qin Ziyang's eyes were deep. He put his hands behind his back, and slowly closed his fingertips. He spoke slowly, "At the beginning, Yue'er and her mother were taken away by the Ghost Dragon Lord. Jun Yuzheng adopted her in a place that happened to be near the Dragon Lord's route. God bless my child. Now that I know Yue'er is safe, I believe Shulong will wait for me with peace of mind."

"Sect Master is saying that Madam once helped the young master escape from the clutches of the devil, and his biological mother took such a great risk. Once the young master finds out the truth, she will definitely not forgive you, Sect Master. It would be better for you to recognize her secretly after we leave the secret realm." Yan Shiyin's eyes were complicated. He was sent into the Wuji Immortal Sect after the Fu Yue Mountain incident. Before that, he had always been a death warrior secretly trained by Qin Ziyang.

As a carefully selected death warrior: five top-grade spirit stones per month, free use of all cultivation resources, three top-grade spirit stones for marrying and having children, one top-grade spirit stone as a share of the reward, and other scattered spirit stone salaries that meet various conditions.

He is secretly richer than some sect leaders, and what Yan Shiyin needs to do is to practice hard and go through life and death for Qin Ziyang as if he is in his own land.

"The Dragon Lord has completely infiltrated the Dragon Soul Sect over the years. If they find out that Yue'er is the bloodline of the Qin family, the consequences will be disastrous." Qin Ziyang rubbed his forehead, his eyes showing both relief and pain, and continued in a hoarse voice:

"Yue'er is the only one with you now. I entrust her to you. Apart from matters concerning the Qin family or marriage, as for other things she wants, please tell me as much as possible and I will find a way.

Also, keep an eye on the man who appears next to Yue'er. Yue'er is so outstanding, no one understands Yue'er better than her father. She is born with the talent to ascend to heaven, and men will only affect her speed of drawing the sword! As a father, I will never allow any wild man to drag her down! "

Yan Shiyin thought about what happened in the secret realm. After he was awakened by Qin Muyue, he was missing a piece of underwear...

He tried his best to keep his expression straight, not looking away, his eyes were as determined as if he had entered a Buddhist monastery, and his ears were slightly hot.

"Yes, Master! I will spare no effort to protect the young master, even if it means sacrificing my life!" Yan Shiyin patted his chest and saluted. Out of morality and loyalty, he would never go against Qin Ziyang's orders.

"Well, go find Yue'er and protect her. Remember to get rid of the image talisman."

Qin Ziyang's originally domineering and cold eyes suddenly became deep and dark, and his expression changed several times. It seemed that he had already cursed all the men who had appeared around Qin Muyue in his heart.

Yan Shiyin turned off the Jade Dragon Talisman and was silent for a moment.

I thought to myself: The dead look in the Sect Master's eyes just now shows that he is doubting that my feelings for the young master go beyond those of a senior brother or sister?

The master's belated kindness should not be too ridiculous.

Yan Shiyin felt mixed emotions after the light of the Jade Dragon Talisman faded. He knew that Qin Ziyang's order was absolute.

Yan Shiyin woke up from his memories and looked at his flying sword. Even if he, Yan Shiyin, bumped into a wall and died, or jumped off from here, he would never be able to like Qin Muyue.

The people of the Wuji Immortal Sect chose a tree trunk among the towering trees to rest for a while.

Qin Muyue was practicing. Her figure was as graceful as a fairy in the spiritual energy of the secret realm, and the hem of her clothes was like a blooming lotus, pure and noble.

Yan Shiyin stood quietly in the distance, keeping watch and guarding silently.

He stood under the shade of the tree, the sky above the water was a dazzling white. His heart, however, was caught in a whirlpool of repeated self-affirmation because Qin Ziyang suspected that he had a romantic relationship with Qin Muyue.

Like the surface of a lake disturbed by the spring breeze, with ripples everywhere and difficult to calm down.

His flying sword lay quietly beside him, just like his mood at the moment, cold and sharp.

He once thought that in his life, he would only be accompanied by the sword, the world, and be loyal to the Dragon Soul Sect, carrying both friendship and friendship on his shoulders.

Besides, no one could stop him.

Time passed in silence until Qin Muyue slowly opened her eyes. The shadows of the leaves fell on her, and her gaze was like the moon in the water, clear and beautiful.

The moment she opened her eyes, Yan Shiyin's heart seemed to be touched. Her eyes were as clear as water, yet as deep as the sea, making him want to indulge in them involuntarily.

Yan Shiyin's eyes flickered and he turned around in embarrassment. His long hair, which was tied up high, fluttered in the spring breeze, accidentally revealing his red ears.

[You are blushing like a bubble teapot! ]

Qin Muyue's cat-like pupils were as big as copper bells. Yan Shiyin's attitude was always strange after he left the dead zone.

This time, the legendary black-faced master who can't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes is actually shy! ?

Hua Chao: Who is blushing? Let me see!

He Zhen: Why would anyone blush in front of that mandrill Qin Muyue?

Under the gossiping gazes of the three people from Tianjian Peak, Yan Shiyin's voice announcing the departure was trembling.

Qin Muyue looked at Yan Shiyin who was leading the way in front, totally confused. She could only think: Maybe Master Yan is not feeling well for a few days.

The people of the Wuji Immortal Sect were active in the secret realm. In the blink of an eye, fifteen days had passed and they robbed all the disciples of the Dragon Soul Sect.

All the disciples from all the major sects also gathered at the exit of the secret realm, which was a floating tower with pillars reaching into the sky everywhere.

When Qin Muyue and his party arrived on flying swords, the robes of the disciples from various sects were torn and tattered, and there was murderous intent in their eyes from the fierce fighting.

Disciples from various sects had fought each other one after another and were about to leave the secret realm in order not to lose face in front of other sects.

On the surface, he still maintained the demeanor of a sect disciple, standing like a cedar and well-dressed.