Who is she if not? I can't imagine that she Nan Fuwan has fallen to such a point now. There is no distinction between right and wrong, and good and evil are unknown. Leng Twilight lay on the ground, thinking hatefully.

"Carry him to the Holy South Palace." Nan Fu waved her hand dustlessly.

"Yes—" Zhen Sunlin hurriedly bowed his head and agreed.

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The empty room, the walls of the jade, the floor tiles, the wall lamps, the tables and chairs of the ......

Mo? It's a luxury.

Ink jade is a rare ancient stone in the world. Only a little remains in Kunlun Mountain, which is called "Medicine King Stone" by the Three Realms because of its special pharmacological effect. This jade not only has a detoxification function; It can also beautify and delay aging.

Gods, immortals, spirits, and demons are not immortal, but just because they cultivate immortals and practice the Tao, they have spells or pills to protect their bodies. The rate of aging is much slower than that of ordinary people.

Those who live a long life in the mortal world will be more than 100 years at most.

But gods and immortals can live for more than a million years.

Spirits and demons can live for hundreds of thousands of years if they don't want to make progress.

Like Qian Tu, who lived for 500 years, he was still a child of five or six years old.

And Sun Qingshang has lived for 2,000 years, and she is only a young girl of 20 years old.

Time is on them, passing slowly.

It's just that I didn't expect that the extremely rare jade in this world was all transported to the Demon Dao. It was also cast into such an extremely expensive room.

Leng Duhua sat on the bed of the black jade, pointing to the jade bed. Kan spontaneously dumbfounded......

"Are you awake?" The woman in white walked into the inner room, and the cloak had been lowered, leaving only a green silk cascading down like a waterfall. Still veiled in white veil.

"Wake up. Who are you? "Leng Duhua opened the silver account like snow. Leaning out most of his body, he pricked up his ears in silence. Wait for her answer.

The footsteps stopped, and his hands clasped together. White dress.

"Who am I?" She murmured, like a mosquito, as if asking herself. Banxiang raised his head, his eyes were moist, sad and cold. Then he pursed his lips and smiled charmingly, and said loudly: "I am the one who saved you." ”

"The one who saved me?" Leng Duhua frowned and was stunned for a long time.

After taking the black jade teacup she handed over, he stared at her veil and became distracted again. "Then how do you know Zhen Sunlin?"

"......" Nan Fuwan paused and leaned over with bright eyebrows. "I saved her too, hahaha-" She covered her mouth with her hand, and her silky white sleeves were a little dazzling in the light.

Leng Duhua moved back without a trace, brushed her hand away, and looked sideways, "Saved them?" Then why do they call you Emperor? Who are you? ”

“…… Who am I? Nan Fuwan covered her mouth, giggled, and staggered with her steps. It's like being drunk.

Immediately, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he asked fiercely: "Don't you really know who I am?" ”

"How do I know?" Leng Duhua's eyes were like a deep cold pool, but his face was calm and blank.

"Hmph—I don't know. I'll tell you the truth, not long ago I heard that there was an evil Jiao in the mortal realm. So I went down the mountain and looked at it. And then as you can see. Saved these people.

When they saw that my magic power was boundless, they took me as the head and honored me. I can't shirk it. I had to settle them down first. What's wrong? Nan Fuwan spoke softly, and her voice was like a gossamer.

“…… Saved them? Settle them? Leng Duhua lowered her head. Chewing on these words repeatedly.

"Yes--Leng Duhua, don't come unharmed." The veil slips off. The eyebrows are like far away, the eyes are better than autumn water, and the lips are bright and the peach blossoms dare not fight. The hair is like black fat, the thin neck is round, and the skin race spring snow does not dare to bully.

A stunning fairy, Luoluo appeared in front of him.

"Sure enough, it's you." Leng Duhua smiled bitterly and stood up.

"Oh? I don't know, you don't know me with a veil. Nanfu paced to the table, poured a cup of tea, and held it in her hand. Ren Yan's water vapor wet his eyes, and he smiled astringently: "When did Sichen Shenjun's vision become so bad?" ”

"I just didn't dare to admit it. I thought you had fallen into the devil's path. Leng Twilight walked over and apologized for refilling a cup of tea for her.

"Hehe, what is there to fall into, but to save the people from fire and water; The path of righteousness and demons is misguided, and it is just the responsibility of the immortals. Nan Fuwan took a sip and looked at the person in front of her.

It's been 10,000 years, and we haven't seen each other. He is still like that, with a long body, a heroic posture, and deep and handsome facial features. It's just that his eyes are as cold as a star......

Nan Fuwan even smelled the spirit and fragrance that was absent again.

This is his own unique taste.

"Where's the money? How is he? Leng Duhua's words interrupted her train of thought. She came back to her senses, and her lips opened lightly: "Don't worry, he's fine, how could I not save him." ”

"It's just that he has ......," Leng Duhua wanted to say and stopped.

"You mean the royal weapon? Don't worry, I'm here for this purpose. Nan Fuwan seemed to see through his thoughts. Hiding his face with a teacup, observing his emotions.

"For this?" Leng Duhua was puzzled and asked anxiously.

"That's right, the flood in the city, how could the upper realm not know. Heavenly Court sent me down to investigate this matter thoroughly. Nan Fuwan stood up and opened the window. Looking at the green lake at your feet, I was fascinated.

"Thorough investigation? ......" Leng Twilight walked over and stood side by side in front of the window with her. Only then did I find that this Shengnan Palace was hanging in the air, and below it was the Green Styx Lake. He asked softly, "Is there any eyebrows then?" ”

"Not yet...... Rest well, I still have something to do. After Nan Futian finished speaking, he ignored him and turned around and left.

Zhen Sunlin, who was outside, stepped forward and closed the door, and left with her......

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Sun Qingshang carried the scepter and looked at the two people who were inseparable in the thick fog.

The throne clearly has the upper hand, and it is already a bloody wet shirt. And Qian Baihui is still pressing step by step.

At first, she thought that Leng Duhua and Qian Bai had torn their faces and fought together. After she finished dealing with a few ambushes on the periphery, she hurriedly touched in and found out.

It was actually the Dharma Throne and Qian Baihui who fought.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief......

Although I was still worried about Leng Duhua in my heart, when I thought of his "insidious cunning", oh no, he was smart and witty, and there shouldn't be any danger.

I heard Leng Duhua say before that the Dharma Throne has always wanted to get the royal weapon, probably to save the golden pigeon. In this way, Sun Qingshang was very sympathetic to him.

At least he wasn't the one who coveted money and power. The snatching of the royal weapon is also a reason.

It's better to save the throne first. Seeing that the Dharma Throne received another sword, he was already exhausted......

Sun Qingshang was thinking in his heart. Besides, now that the Scepter is in hand, it's time to test its power.

Just as she was thinking about it, the Dharma seat was able to take a few more swords.

No matter what, Sun Qingshang shook his scepter. With the cyan enchantment, he rushed over and first opened a few swords for Fa Zuoge. (To be continued......)