Yue Zheng''s hand shook, and the medicine bowl she was holding almost fell to the ground.


    She looked at Yan Tingfeng in shock, almost suspected that she had heard it wrong.


    “…”


    The conversation stopped and the whole room became silent.


    With a "swish", all eyes focused on the young and handsome white-haired man.


    Some are shocked and doubtful, some are alert and some are incredible.


    Yue Zheng spoke in disbelief: "You..."


    She had already changed her body, and even though she had changed the appearance of this body, it was still different from the previous Penglai Saint.


    She did show Penglai magic in front of the five major families and took out the Vajra cover to trap the messenger Miaoyin.


    But Yan Tingfeng had just returned and didn''t see it.


    Even if he saw it, how could he know...


    "You are back too." Yan Tingfeng stared at Yue Zheng''s eyes and chuckled softly, "I''m even happier."


    Except for his youth, he hadn''t been so happy for a long time after killing the last enemy.


    With the Penglai Saint Moon Master, the Penglai inheritance will not be cut off.


    Although the ultimate martial arts can break magic, not everyone can cultivate the Shen Ce Gun Technique and the Nine Swords of the Heavenly Swords to the highest level.


    When facing the Atlantis, magic is the key.


    This sentence made everyone even more shocked, making them numb.


    He finally...


    Huo Jingyu suddenly stood up and blurted out: "Owner?!"


    They have been speculating on Yan Tingfeng''s identity, and finally agreed that he should be a member of the Beiming Sect, whose strength is unfathomable and may be comparable to Xingyun.


    But after Yue Zheng returned, this speculation was ruthlessly denied.


    Since he is not from the Beiming Sect, why did Yan Tingfeng know Beiming''s magic?


    They made a lot of calculations and actually missed someone—


    The owner of Shenxiao Tower.


    The heads of the six major sects joined forces to fight a draw with the Supreme Martial Arts World, the number one person in the world.


    Only by knowing your opponent and yourself can you win every battle.


    Although he has never known all the martial arts of the six major sects, he has learned about them one by one.


    In addition to his superb sword skills, the master of Shenxiao Tower is proficient in Beiming magic and witchcraft.


    But he had too few opportunities to take action. Even if there were no eyebrow enemies, he had already been stabbed under the knife before they saw him.


    Not to mention seeing him performing magic and witchcraft, he couldn''t even appreciate his sword skills.


    If Yan Tingfeng was the owner of Shenxiao Tower, then everything would make sense.


    Even Yue Zheng was unable to control her emotions because she was shocked.


    She looked at the face that was not familiar to her, but at this moment, the aura emitted from his body made her extremely familiar.


    When Yue Zheng learned that Ye Wanlan was Princess Yongning, she was already deeply moved and could not control herself.


    Unexpectedly, in Shenzhou three hundred years later, the owner of Shenxiao Tower is also there.


    "Yue Zheng..." Yue Zheng rolled in her throat, pressed down her throat, and finally spit out four words, "Greetings to the master."


    Even though he knew that Yan Tingfeng could not see many former comrades in this room, Huo Jingyu also clasped his fists and saluted: "Greetings to the poster."


    Lin Fanyin''s eyes were red, and she also said these four words: "Greetings to the host." At this moment, Xie Linyuan actually felt like he was returning to the martial arts conference in the past.


    People from all walks of life, led by the six major sects, went to the Central Plains to gather, worshipping the master of Shenxiao Tower as the supreme martial arts world, and using Shenxiao Tower as the number one sect in the world.


    At that time, the martial arts world was prosperous and the rivers and lakes were prosperous.


    Everyone advocates supreme martial arts and wants to become stronger.


    "I won''t worship you." Xie Linyuan turned his head and prevented others from seeing his red eyes. He snorted slightly, "Count on seniority, even if he is the master of Shenxiao Tower, he still wants to call me "Senior Brother". ”


    "I originally thought that the Lord of Shenxiao Tower did not show his true face because he was too ugly." Hua Yingyue touched her chin, "It turned out to be because she was too beautiful."


    "The saint doesn''t have to worship me." Yan Tingfeng smiled slightly, "Now, I''m no longer the poster."


    Yue Zheng wiped her tears: "Look at what the poster said, can I still be a saint now?"


    There is no Shenxiao Tower or Penglai Mountain in this world.


    "There are still people beside you." Yan Tingfeng raised his head and glanced at him, "I can feel that they have appeared next to Xiao Wan many times."


    "Yes, there are still many people." Yue Zheng''s tears fell again, and she whispered, "Ship Huo, Sword Saint, King Qin, King Xiaoyao, Princess Jing''an are all here, and the head of Fanyin has just returned."


    No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!


    After a pause, she choked and said, "Although the poster can''t see them, they are all there."


    Yan Tingfeng slowly closed his eyes, his voice softly: "It''s so good, I''m so happy."


    Now he finally understood why the Supreme Elder of the Rong family saw the fate of the heroes who had passed away and would enter China again.


    Because, they are all coming back one by one.


    Yue Zheng calmed down her emotions: "I don''t know how the poster... how did he recognize me?"


    "I couldn''t recognize you." Yan Tingfeng lowered his head and saw the note in his hand that was clenched tightly, "It''s the princess."


    This title was spoken out by him, with a bit of tenderness.


    His eyes were also extremely gentle, as if the spring breeze was blowing by.


    Yue Zheng was shocked: "Your Highness, Princess?"


    "Rong Shi left a mark in the depths of my soul, and I met him." Yan Tingfeng stroked the note, "He told me that the princess is the person in front of me."


    As long as one point is clear, everything will be integrated in an instant.


    "You can tell that I have a vocal gu on my body, and I know what my life span is." Yan Tingfeng smiled, "Besides the saint, you also have your junior brother Xingyun, and there is no third person."


    "So that''s it." Yue Zheng''s hand pressed against her forehead, "Your Highness the Princess is actually with the poster, but it''s not..."


    Because they had never seen each other three hundred years ago and knew nothing about the true ones.


    So even though the two had already handed their backs to each other, they didn''t know who the other party was.


    "Yes." Yan Tingfeng smiled bitterly, "If it weren''t for Rongshi, I''m afraid I wouldn''t have known until I went."


    Because in his heart, there is already a premise-


    That is, Princess Yongning is dead.


    As long as this premise is there, nothing else is useful.


    "No one can stop me from going to Atlantis to find her." Yan Tingfeng said lightly, "It has nothing to do with whether she is Princess Yongning."


    He admires Princess Yongning, admires, and appreciates each other.


    He likes Ye Wanlan, and admires him, and the long-lost tremor of his heart.


    But they were originally the same person, and the two feelings were intertwined and gradually reached the highest point.


    Even Yan Tingfeng could not control his emotions.


    He just wanted to see her as soon as possible, and he couldn''t wait for a second. (End of this chapter)