Nangong Fan's heart trembled, and he swallowed back the four words "I don't want to".

"If you don't speak, you'll acquiesce. Hu Mingluo smiled.

In his opinion, Ziyou is now more than just going anywhere. Xia Wan is a girl with good talent, she can basically keep up with Nangong Fan's pace, and she is very good as a partner. At least, you don't have to sit and watch the red face pass away like ordinary people and be unable to do anything about it, which is a great trauma to the mind. The two of them might be able to walk side by side to that extremely distant place.

"I..."Nangong Fan couldn't help but think of all kinds of things about Xia Wan in his mind... stubbornly wanted to repay the grace of saving their lives, but the two fell deeper and deeper, until they spent most of the year together in the sentient space, and waited for the small hospital on that side like an ordinary couple.

"Emotionless things are all minor problems. What is emotion? What is cultivated is emotion. Xia Changjin smiled heartily, "What's more, if you touch your heart, you don't have any feelings for Xia Wan? ”

Nangong Fan smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but look up at Xia Wan, only to see her face full of anticipation, and her eyebrows were full of affection... Jian Xiu moved his feelings, and he was quite direct.

The relationship between the two was hazy, and it was better to say that they were lovers, but they were Taoist friends. But when someone tears that membrane, everything is different.

"Let's decide the ceremony first..."Nangong Fan said in a slurred manner under four pairs of incomprehensible eyes.

Xia Changjin had obviously made sufficient preparations, cumbersome and concise ceremonies.

When Nangong Fan and Xia Wan exchanged rings and wore them on their fingertips, a strange connection seemed to be linked in the hearts of the two.

From now on, it is no longer a person to walk on the road.

It's a little more formal than Ziyou's private life. This was the first ceremony that was completed in the presence of the elders of the two.

The two couldn't help but glance at each other, Nangong Fan looked down at the ring on his fingertips... It's a strange feeling, it's like having a home.

"Today is a good day, when the big white is floating!" Hu Mingluo smiled.

......

In the middle of the night, the three old men still did not put down their wine glasses. even moved the wine table to the courtyard, wandering in the moonlight, which is not funny.

"What do you feel?" Hu Mingluo smiled suddenly, speaking of which, he himself is an old bachelor. When I first started in the Thousand Mountains Pavilion, I was all about cultivation. After being swept into the Barbarian Continent, he was in no mood to find his other half. I haven't really experienced this feeling.

"Well, it's weird. Nangong Fan's eyes were hazy and he smiled faintly.

"Hey, with your fiancée, how can you settle down, right?" Hu Mingluo took another sip of wine and scolded with a smile.

"As a cultivator, this life is destined to fight with the sky, the earth, and people. With a little bit of creation, you can break the blood flow, how can you really settle down?" Nangong Fan smiled indifferently.

"Hey, you two still have the heart of a cultivator, I don't have that mind at all. Xia Changjin's face was full of melancholy, he was addicted to gambling at the beginning, and it can be said that he wasted all the most precious years of his life. Now there is a little sideburns in his ears.

However, to be able to give birth to such a handsome daughter, Xia Changjin's foundation is very good, but he doesn't look old, but has a touch of charm.

"Even if Xia Wan and I really have a deep relationship, at least we won't get married for a short time, don't you want to take a closer look at it then? Therefore, you must not fall now. Nangong Fan's face sank, and what the cultivator was most afraid of was that he had lost his enterprising heart.

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, I have delayed the girl for so long, and it is time for her to unload her burden and fly forward bravely. Let's not say I'm old, Shanshan's talent alone is not very good. The way I used to be, she never gave up, how could I see her go to that place alone?" Xia Changjin took a sip of wine, but it was extremely free.

"Don't say stupid things. Ruan Shanshan rolled her eyes, "You don't want to see the two little guys really together, I still want to." ”

"Okay, well, at least I have to see Xiaofan and Wan'er get married. Xia Changjin smiled heartily, his eyes sparkled, and he made a promise.

"Fan, or we..."Xia Wan said softly.

"No, I'll help them. Nangong Fan glanced down at the Qinglian ring, and when the day of ascension came, it was a big deal to bring the old couple together.

Xuan Realm cultivators may not have much room for improvement in the Seven Seven Continents, but in the Ten Prefectures, these must be just minor problems. At the very least, it shouldn't be a problem to forcibly break through to the Heavenly Realm. And the heavenly realm has a full lifespan of 10,000 years. Ten thousand years have passed, and I should be sure that the old couple will transform into mortal spirits. From then on, he changed his life form and was no longer mundane.

"Listen to Xiaofan. Hu Mingluo smiled heartily, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed in his heart, why didn't he have a daughter? Look at the way Nangong Fan showed, even if he was only envious.

"Okay..."Xia Changjin nodded heavily, and a trace of vigor gradually appeared in his body. It seems that he really intends to pull himself together and give it a go.

Seeing Xia Changjin's change, Nangong Fan couldn't help but smile, "The moonlight is bright today, which is very appropriate." ”

"On a good day, just have another drink. Xia Changjin raised his glass.

......

"Hum..."

When all three of them felt a little drunk, there was a sudden buzz.

Nangong Fan was a spirit, and he instantly sobered up a lot. However, this spirit wine was brewed from a real Xuan-level spirit grass, and it was impossible to expel all the wine intent for a while.

Drunk eyes hazy, look around. Xia Wan, who had already entered the attic, walked out side by side with Ruan Shanshan.

Hu Mingluo was also in good spirits, but looking at the ruddy face, he was obviously still drunk. One or two glasses of spiritual wine are fine, but after greedy cups, it is not easy for spiritual power to be relieved.

As for Xia Changjin, who was the weakest in cultivation, he was still lying on the wine table, raising his head from time to time, and muttering, "Drink, happy today, rare indulgence, drink happily!"

He didn't seem to hear the harsh sound at all.

"This is...?" Nangong Fan blurted out as he stared at Hu Mingluo. He had also been in the Thousand Mountains Pavilion for some time, and he had never heard such a sound.

"The warning formation has been touched..."Hu Mingluo was accompanied by the smell of wine, obviously trying his best to get rid of the alcohol.

Nangong Fan was slightly stunned, and his pupils flickered. Could it be that someone took advantage of the night to attack the Thousand Mountains Pavilion?

But Hu Mingluo became a consummation realm because he didn't hide it at all, and even chose an auspicious day of the zodiac to hold a banquet to announce it to the world, so he reopened the mountain gate...

Qianshan Pavilion is no different from other ordinary forces, it has the protection of heaven-level heritage, plus the strong people of the realm consummation, even if they come to the three or five consummation of the realm, there is no way to take such a hard bone.

At the very least, you have to be a real Heavenly Realm powerhouse to be able to confidently push a sect like Qianshan Pavilion.

Who would dare to attack the Thousand Mountains Pavilion at night so boldly? and even directly touch the warning formation with great carelessness...

Several people glanced at each other, and they all felt a hint of crisis.

After all, the warning formation, there is very little possibility of touching it by mistake, and with such fanfare, someone must have killed it. And in this world, few people will take the initiative to do things that are nine deaths and one life, at least three or four are sure, and they can be more than ninety percent sure of saving their own lives to act so boldly.

"It's in danger... Could it be that someone has broken through to the Heavenly Realm?" Nangong Fan's muscles trembled, and most of the alcohol had been removed. He was already preparing to put Xia Changjin and Ruan Shanshan's old faces, as well as the family planning and Shen Luofu who were still in Hu Mingluo's courtyard into the ring.

The big war is about to start, and the slightest movement will be a devastating blow to several of them. Even Nangong Fan himself was not qualified to participate in such a battle.

"You take someone first... As for the people in my yard, it's too late to care. Hu Mingluo finally excreted all the alcohol out of his body, and the whole person hung in the air, his long hair was scattered like a group of demons dancing, and the violent momentum rose to the sky.

Even Nangong Fan felt a little depressed, let alone a few other people.

"I..." Nangong Fan's voice had not yet completely fallen.

Suddenly, a sword light crossed from the foot of the mountain.

Heaven and earth seemed to be torn apart, but this sword seemed to be only galloping by, and it did not show its own power at all.

What kind of strength is this person?

Hu Mingluo was shocked, just a little bit of a sense, he had a feeling of impending disaster.

The sword went straight to Nangong Fan...

Hu Mingluo restrained his mind, and a golden big knife appeared in his hand - a pseudo-heaven-level spiritual weapon "Thousand Mountains Yingyue Knife".

Taking a step forward, he decisively blocked the sword.

His eyes were full of anger, and his whole body was full of spiritual power.

Faintly, there seemed to be a golden luster bursting out from the Ying Yue Knife, and just like that, countless black spots pierced through the heavens and the earth.

This is the heaven-level spiritual power hidden in the Ying Yue Knife, except for the real Heaven Realm powerhouse and the Earth Realm powerhouse who also has a heaven-level background, few people can stop it.

Even if the terrain is perfect, if there is no pseudo-heaven-level spirit weapon in hand, there is only one way to avoid the edge temporarily.

The knife fell, and the thousand peaks on the knife seemed to press out horizontally.

The origin of the name of the Thousand Mountains Pavilion, in addition to the geographical environment, is more important than this knife and its supporting moves.

Thousands of mountain peaks, violent, seem to be about to directly crush the entire heaven and earth.

Nangong Fan's pupils condensed, and as a person concerned, he sensed very clearly that this sword was actually not coming towards him, but towards Xia Wan behind him.

The sword intent is contained in it, and it has reached a terrifying realm.

However, Nangong Fan felt strangely that there was no killing intent in this. On the contrary, in the sword intent, even a trace of familiarity was felt. This smell is shared by both myself and Xia Wan, but it is much lighter on myself...

"Get out!" Hu Mingluo roared angrily, his entire arm was bruised, obviously wielding a pseudo-heaven-level spirit weapon, which was also extremely difficult for him, but he still blocked Nangong Fan's chest without hesitation.

As he said, before Nangong Fan grew up, at least in the Qiqi Continent, he had to be the one who sheltered Nangong Fan from the wind and rain. After that, it was the time for Nangong Fan to feed him.

Hu Mingluo has completely regarded himself as a follower of Nangong Fan, not only in words, but also in deeds.

Although Nangong Fan didn't feel the murderous intention, this sword was indeed real, this was a sword cut by a pure sword cultivator, and the strength of this sword cultivator was already inconsiderable, at least in his eyes, it was obviously not much stronger than the heavenly realm spiritual power that burst out from the Ying Yue knife.

Sword cultivation is already known for its sofa, and then there is a level of suppression...

Nangong Fan seems to have seen Hu Mingluo's unresisted defeat on this sword.

There were tears in his pupils, but his body was not controlled at all, and he wanted to step forward, but he could only stand in place and couldn't move.

"No," the roar echoed through the sky.

Nangong Fan experienced it again, when he heard that the Hei family had disappeared, the entire sky seemed to change color, blood red as the sea, and the killing was in his heart.

"Get out!" Nangong Fan roared angrily, countless blood-colored energy burst out from his body, and the whole person actually moved under this huge pressure.

Black Dragon Sword, out!

The same color of blood, like a god of death coming out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

"I said I didn't want to feel that grief anymore... Even if you are the king of heaven, you can't do it!"