Sakofu shrugged and said, "If I go to the temple, I will give the portrait of Murong Xiaoxin to a few great saints. I don't think they would mind having an extra wife or mistress. ”

Long Baiyuan was so angry that his beard trembled, but Naseraph was helpless. The two of them have equal combat strength, and several mixed elements have not really distinguished the winner or loser. If you really want to divide the results, it will be a lose-lose situation.

Long Baiyuan roared, "What the hell do you want to do?"

"Either you give her to me, and I'll give you a hundred high-grade Holy Dao Stones. Either you give me a hundred top-grade Saint Dao Stones, and I won't compete with you for Murong Xiaoxin. ”

Let go of Murong Xiaoxin, Long Baiyuan will definitely not agree. But it is impossible for him to produce a hundred high-grade Holy Dao Stones for nothing. To be honest, all his belongings add up, and there are only a dozen or so high-grade Holy Dao Stones.

Maybe in the mustard seed space of An Pingtian, he can take out a hundred high-grade holy dao stones at a time. Among the True Saints, there are very few people who can take out a hundred top-grade Holy Dao Stones.

He even suspected that Seraphim wanted to exchange a hundred top-grade Holy Dao Stones for Murong Xiaoxin, but he was telling lies. But he didn't dare to bet, what if Seraphim really took out a hundred high-grade holy path stones.

Seeing that Long Baiyuan didn't answer, Seraf said, "Actually, I think we have a third way to solve this matter." We let Murong Xiaoxin choose for herself, whoever she chooses will marry her as his wife. ”

Long Baiyuan said happily: "Okay, this suggestion is very good, I agreed." ”

He has always been confident in his appearance. Long silver-white flowing hair, delicate facial features, and exquisite beard. For a few mixed years, every woman who fell in love with him was obsessed with his appearance.

Long Baiyuan has self-confidence, the same self-confidence as Seraphim. His appearance is an alternative handsome sunshine, with fortitude as beauty.

The two agreed, and just about to show their figures, Long Baiyuan said: "Wait a minute, if she doesn't choose any of them, you and I must not force her, and she will find her own Taoist companion." ”

Murong Xiaoxin is a member of the Holy Sword Sect, as long as he passes the current level, Long Baiyuan has enough confidence to get Murong Xiaoxin in his hands.

Seraphim thought for a moment and said, "Yes, but you and I must swear by the Holy Spirit and not force her." ”

The offensive and defensive battles are still going on, and the morale of the Angels is low, and it is difficult to organize a decent counterattack. They have already accepted their fate, and even want to simply surrender and admit defeat.

Charlie, the eight-winged angel, looked at them with fierce eyes, and whoever dared to surrender might be killed by Charlie immediately. The angels paraded around the periphery of the Holy Sword Sect's castle, and the shouts of killing were shocking, but there was no one in front of them, and there was no one in the follow-up.

On this day, Murong Xiaoxin patrolled around the castle. Suddenly, a silver-haired beautiful man appeared in front of him, and the man smiled at Murong Xiaoxin and said, "Xiaoxin, do you know me?"

Murong Xiaoxin was taken aback, and then Ying Ying bowed down and said, "Long Baiyuan True Saint has descended, I don't know what advice I have?"

The portraits of the Great Sage, True Sage, and Half-Sage of the Holy Sword Sect are known to everyone, and everyone knows about them. Murong Xiaoxin recognized Long Baiyuan at a glance.

Long Xi is a brother, and a large part of it is the reason for the person in front of him. The so-called upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, Long Xi's character is inferior, and Long Baiyuan has contributed a lot. Although Murong Xiaoxin thought so in her heart, she didn't dare to show it on her face, after all, there was a true saint in front of her.

Looking at Murong Xiaoxin closely, Long Baiyuan gave a full percentage. No matter how you look at this woman, she is a different kind of beauty, pleasing to the eye!

With a wave of Long Baiyuan's hand, a curtain of light separated Murong Xiaoxin from the other immortals. In a flash of light, a man with a resolute face and well-proportioned muscles appeared. His sapphire eyes looked at Murong Xiaoxin, and then smiled slightly.

He put his hand on his chest and said to Murong Xiaoxin with a standard gentlemanly etiquette: "Beautiful Miss Murong Xiaoxin, my name is Seraphim, I am the wise angel of the Gabriel Holy Realm, and I am honored to know you today." ”

This man was polite, and Murong Xiaoxin returned the salute. She was very puzzled, what did the two true saints run in front of her to pretend to be gentlemen and pose?

The two men pondered for a while, and Long Baiyuan said with great confidence: "Xiao Xin, I want to marry you as my wife, are you willing?"

Murong Xiaoxin was taken aback, her son couldn't covet her, so Lao Tzu came to take over. Can you still find someone in the world who is more shameless than the two of them?

Her thoughts were swirling, and she had no idea for a while. Long Baiyuan is a true saint, if he has a forcible possession of Murong Xiaoxin, there is nothing he can do with the Guardian Bead!

Murong Xiaoxin suddenly felt a burst of sadness, and tears couldn't help but flow out. There were a few small teardrops on the long eyelashes, which made it even more pitiful. She resisted her fear and shook her head firmly.

Seraphim was overjoyed and said, "Murong Xiaoxin, I also want to marry you as my wife." I'll love you for the rest of my life, would you?"

Murong Xiaoxinlan had a warm heart, and she smelled an unusual smell. She shook her head weakly and asked, "You are all saint predecessors, and you are the existence that we will always look up to, why did you find me?"

Long Baiyuan said: "You are very good, I have taken a fancy to you." ”

"Because I fell in love with you at first sight. Seraphim said.

"But, I don't like you, I don't love you!" Murong Xiaoxin plucked up his courage and said.

The bright smiling faces of the two men turned from sunny to cloudy in an instant. Long Baiyuan said: "With my conditions, I can help you advance to the True Saint." ”

As long as he could remember, he offered to let a certain woman come with him. Almost every woman was so surprised that she wanted to kiss his toes. Some women will faint happily. Like Murong Xiaoxin, who rejected the love of a true saint, met it for the first time in the world.

Seraf said: "If you promise to be promoted to the True Saint, I can also help Miss Murong to advance to the level of Wise Angel." ”

Murong Xiaoxin looked around and said, "Do I have any other choice?"

Long Baiyuan's face became more and more gloomy, and Seraf said, "Yes, if you don't like both of us. We have all taken the Holy Spirit vow that we will never force it on you. ”

Murong Xiaoxin burst into tears and smiled: "Oh, then thank you, Xiaoxin won't send you away!"

Long Baiyuan snorted coldly, turned around and left directly. Seraphim said without giving up: "Beautiful Miss Murong, I don't think I'm too ugly, and my ability has some weight in this universe." Don't you really think about it?"

Murong Xiaoxin's eyes had already turned into a crescent moon with a smile, and he chuckled: "I'm really sorry, respected True Saint Your Excellency, I don't like men who are too beautiful. ”

Seraphim muttered: "I'm sunny and handsome, completely different from Long Baiyuan's sissy, please don't use 'beauty' to describe me." ”

He regretted it so much that he also left the Continent of Experience.

There was a false alarm, and Murong Xiaoxin patted his chest. Long Baiyuan and that seraphim had sworn the Holy Spirit, and there was nothing to worry about in the future. Thinking of the happy place, Murong Xiaoxin couldn't help but laugh.

Since the day he was born, Murong Xiaoxin has lived for more than 11,000 years. Like ordinary girls, she also yearns for a man to accompany her for life. I hope that a man who satisfies her will appear and can entrust everything.

But after a long time, Murong Xiaoxin found out. There are not many excellent men around her, and none of them can be entrusted to her for the rest of her life.

Long Xi is an embroidered pillow, or in 100,000 years, he can trample him under his feet and throw him away. Moreover, Long Xi has a bad character, and there are countless women around him, most of whom are discarded after being played.

Wang Hao and Lu Dafu are her fellow villagers, and the three of them are very close. But Wang Hao and Lu Dafu's qualifications, Da Luo is the end of this life.

On the road of cultivating immortals, every immortal always wants to find an object who can fly with wings and grow old together. Murong Xiaoxin is a woman, and she is unwilling to start growing old alone in one or two million years.

Today is magical, two true saints woo her. To say that you are not tempted, that is false. The True Saint is a person in this universe who can rule a Saint Realm. Especially when Seraphim proposed to her, Murong Xiaoxin's uncontrollable heartbeat accelerated.

Seraf is masculine, handsome, and the ideal beautiful man in the hearts of girls.

But at the moment when she was confused, a man's head suddenly appeared in her mind. The man looked at him affectionately, his lips slightly open, as if he was calling Xiao Xin.

Murong Xiaoxin looked at the endless sky and said to himself: "I can't hear your voice, and I know that the two words you call are not 'Xiaoxin', but I can clearly know that you are calling me." Who are you, and where are you?"