……

Half a month later.

Seven Treasure Glazed Sect.

"Ning Feng is a bastard, come out for the old lady!"

"If you don't bring Zeng Yi back, I will hate you for the rest of my life! Damn it!!! ”

"You two guys, let me in! Know who I am! How dare you stop me! ”

"I'm mad!!"

Outside a courtyard, two guards stopped Ning Rongrong, a grumpy eldest lady who wanted to break through the gate.

"Miss, the sect master said that he is not feeling well and does not see anyone."

"Go back, miss, you're making it hard for us."

The two of them pressed Ning Rongrong's shoulders one left and one right, and looked helplessly at Ning Rongrong, the eldest lady of their own who was constantly struggling.

Stopped by the two masters of the Soul Emperor's cultivation, she was just an auxiliary soul master, no matter how she struggled, there was no effect, Ning Rongrong could only threaten and scold.

"You two let me go! Bastard! ”

"Wait for me, wait for me to become the sect master, I definitely want the two of you to look good!"

Hearing this, the two couldn't help but feel cold.

They all know that the unruly princess in front of them is the next heir of the sect, with her temper, maybe she will really go back and settle accounts at that time, and it will be really hard.

However, there is no way for the two of them, compared to what the current sect master has said, they can only do this.

Inside the house.

Ning Fengzhi listened to all kinds of insults coming from outside, shook his head helplessly, and sighed.

He didn't expect that his baby daughter's reaction would be so excessive, it's been almost half a month, and it hasn't stopped.

Moreover, even my father stopped calling me and began to call my own name, which is really ......

Ning Fengzhi was very helpless, he really had no way to do his daughter's request.

Bringing Zeng Yi back from the Martial Spirit Palace, isn't it a joke? Things are already like this, if he goes to get Zeng Yi back, it will be equivalent to slapping the face of the Martial Spirit Hall in front of the people of the world, and I am afraid that he will not start a war immediately.

Ning Fengzhi knew that his daughter liked Zeng Yi very much, but for the sake of the survival of the sect, he could only do so. Besides, it's not that you won't see Zeng Yi anymore, in this world, it is normal for capable men and more women to have a few more.

He would rather be self-conscious, and he has more than one wife.

It's just Ning Rongrong who is his only daughter.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the house, and Ning Fengzhi looked up and saw that a man in white was already sitting opposite him.

"Uncle Jian, have you seen Zeng Yi? How is it? Ning Fengzhi poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Chenxin.

Dusty picked up the teacup, sighed, and put it down.

"He said it, this is his own choice, and he doesn't blame the sect."

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face.

"That's right."

"I was so ashamed when he said that."

For the sake of the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect, Ning Fengzhi did use Zeng Yi, but Zeng Yi thought of the sect's affection and chose to stand on the side of the sect.

Because, Zeng Yi knew that if he refused, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect would be in ruins under the iron hooves of the Martial Spirit Palace.

Although it wasn't a long time, Zeng Yi had a lot of good memories in the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, and he had some good friends, so he didn't want to see this.

Chenxin originally thought that if Zeng Yi was unwilling, then he would forcibly take Zeng Yi away, at least, he would fulfill his responsibility as a master once, and Ning Fengzhi also acquiesced.

However, Zeng Yi finally chose the sect.

Looking at the teacup in his hand, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but have a self-deprecating smile on his face, "In the end, our strength is still weak, and even the wedding has to be held on the woman's side, it's really sad." ”

"I always had a hunch that things weren't going to go this way."

"Then let it be."

In the Wuhun Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, the two strongest forces on the continent at the moment, announced an alliance, which made everyone feel extremely nervous.

In this short period of half a month, there has been an undercurrent surging on the mainland.

Somewhere on Excalibur Peak.

Yan Que sat on a big rock, looking melancholy, holding a small cat with silver markings in both hands, looking at the shadow that had been waving his sword not far away.

I don't know how long it has been, and I can't count how many times I've swung the sword.

Sweat soaked Zhu Zhuqing's clothes, she clenched her teeth, her eyes seemed to be a little numb, and her arms were just moving at the limit, but it seemed that she had reached the limit.

Damn!

Swish~

With the last slash, I saw an invisible wave of qi surging out, and the sword qi slashed out from the blade, tearing through the air flow violently, and slashing forward.

Rumble~

Ten meters in front of Zhu Zhuqing, a human-shaped boulder was neatly divided into two, and fell on both sides.

"Huh~Huh~Huh~"

Zhu Zhuqing let go of the handle of the knife, bent over with his head down, his arms hanging weakly, his mouth wheezing violently, his back undulating violently, and beads of sweat the size of beans continued to drip from his chin to the ground, almost practicing to a line.

Ten minutes later, Zhu Zhuqing and Yan Que sat side by side, looking at the blue sky boredly.

"Sister Zhuqing, do you think Master will come back?"

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes couldn't help shrinking, and he was silent for a long time.

"He'll be back...... Right? ”

......

Wuhun City.

"Zeng Yi, you come out to Lao Tzu! Uncle Ben is going to challenge you! ”

"If you're still a man, don't cower! Bastard! ”

......

Listening to the noisy provocative sound outside, the corners of Zeng Yi's mouth couldn't help twitching, and his hand tightened his grip on the wine glass. "You're not annoyed! How many days has it been? Come here early in the morning every day to disturb people's leisure, is it sick! ”

"Hurry up and get out of here! If you are not my opponent with one hand, can you be a little self-aware? ”

Zeng Yi, who was impatient, faced out of the gate and scolded back.

was already in a very depressed mood, and there was a fool who was annoying every day, Zeng Yi was really about to explode.

However, after hearing the response, the people outside seemed to be more energetic.

Yan has always had a crush on Hu Liena, and since she knew that Hu Liena had a marriage contract, she has always regarded Zeng Yi as a thorn in her side. However, there is still some hope, as long as he performs better than Zeng Yi, maybe there is still hope.

However, when the Pope announced to the world the marriage contract between Zeng Yi and Hu Liena, and the engagement ceremony was to be held, Yan knew that he had no chance and was desperate.

Now, no matter what he does, he can't stop this matter, and when he comes to Zeng Yi to challenge, he just vents the emotions in his heart.

Even if not an opponent.

I don't know how long it took, but it finally quieted down.

Zeng Yi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and now he finally got close.

As the day of the engagement banquet got closer and closer, Zeng Yi's mood became more and more nervous, and he didn't even have the usual momentum for cultivation.

Zeng Yi knew that once this engagement ceremony was carried out, then he would really be tied to the side of the Wuhun Palace.

He wanted to sneak away, but the Martial Spirit Hall had already grounded him, and he couldn't go there except for this courtyard and the Pope's orders.

There are heavy guards outside, and even a fly can't fly out, even if Zeng Yi has an idea, he can't realize it.

In such a scene, Zeng Yi was almost desperate, and the idea of resigning himself to his fate also rose in his heart.

After all, he was just a Soul Sect, so what could he do?

"Perhaps, it's not bad to be the son-in-law of the Wuhun Palace, hehe......"

Looking at the wine glass in his hand, Zeng Yi put it down, picked up the wine gourd, and poured it into his mouth.

"This really doesn't look like you~"

A clear and pleasant voice sounded in his ears, Zeng Yi's eyes shrank suddenly, put down the wine gourd, looked over, and saw Qian Lingxue sitting opposite him.

......

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