"You are also an immortal cultivator? How-"

"How can you marry a mortal? Who said that the two are contradictory? ”

"Mortal cultivation of immortals is against the sky, if you follow the way of heaven, you should be born, old, sick and die, and don't think about any immortality."

He wasn't mocking, but Taixia was still uncomfortable listening, she tugged at the corner of Sikong Yang's clothes, and whispered, "Let's go." ”

Lin Xiangchen didn't plan to let them go, he drew his sword and pointed at Sikong Yang, the meaning was self-evident.

With a hijab on her head, she didn't know the situation in the courtyard now, she panicked, and her bare skin felt the tense atmosphere between the two.

She wanted to say something more, but Sikong Yang hugged her and turned around, and the moment the hijab flew, she saw Lin Xiangchen's sword tip slashing across Sikong Yang's neck.

This made her stunned, and she hurriedly shouted: "Lin Xiangchen, stop!" ”

She wasn't afraid that Sikong Yang would be injured, so many immortals in the Xuan Demon Continent couldn't hurt him in the slightest, what could Lin Xiangchen do, a beginner immortal cultivator, what she was afraid of was annoying this big devil.

Lin Xiangchen didn't understand what she meant, and he restrained his posture with just one move, he lowered his eyes, and his voice was mournful: "Xia Xia, I'm just trying his skills, I'm afraid he won't be able to protect you." ”

How could Taixia not understand, even though he had been accepted as a disciple by the Kunlun faction at the beginning, he still did not give up looking for a way to cultivate immortals for her, and the maid said in private that Lin Xiangchen was about to empty the entire bookstore in Gui'an City, but for more than two thousand years in the Xuan Demon Continent, no one was an acquired spirit bone cultivator, so how could she appear in her?

It is already a great grace for the Lin family to raise her to grow up, and she must not ruin Lin Xiangchen's good future for her children's private affairs.

Thinking of this, her tears unconsciously covered her face again, tears flowed down her cheeks and dripped on Sikong Yang's hands, the liquid that was obviously cold, but he felt like a drop of hot oil dripping on his skin, and his heart was hot.

Sikong Yang suddenly felt that it was boring to be embarrassed by a junior, and the two of them were hundreds of years apart.

Stepping on the flying sword, he didn't leave a word and left.

In the Hanging Sky Valley, the dark and dreary Demon Palace stood there like a huge and silent beast.

Sikong Yang knew that she was mortal, so when Edgeworth flew, he formed an enchantment in front of her, and the air currents bypassed her.

When she flew into the air, she lifted her hijab.

Gui'an City, which had lived under his feet for more than ten years, became a small piece, and Taixia suddenly understood why so many people yearn for cultivating immortals.

It's not for the supreme right, nor for the sake of immortal life, I just want to jump out of the three thousand red dust and become an existence looking down on the world.

Getting closer and closer to the Demon Palace, her heart was beating faster and faster, and her brain couldn't help but start thinking wildly.

What will Lin Xiangchen do in the future? Will you go to cultivate immortals with peace of mind? What is Sikong Yang thinking now? Can she kill him?

"What are you thinking?"

At the entrance of the Demon Palace, he put her down, and when he saw her sad face, he couldn't help but ask.

Tantai Xia looked up at him, his eyes were deep and terrifying, like the night that could suck people in, and the torch at the door reflected in his pupils, and like the sun in the sky, it could shine the secrets of her heart.

So she quickly lowered her head, cleared her thoughts, and replied listlessly: "It's nothing, I'm just tired." ”

"Aren't you afraid?"

Her composure was beyond his expectations.

Tantai Xia took a deep breath, looked at the inside of the dark palace, took the first step in, and turned his head to look at Sikong Yang.

"If you come, you will be safe, and the future will be left to me in the future to be afraid."

Her eyes suddenly lit up amazingly, and Sikong Yang's heart moved.

He also walked in, stepped forward and took her hand, and in a breath, the two of them came to a luxurious bedroom.

"Little Flower Cat, the makeup on your face is all messy." He snapped his fingers.

Tan Taixia felt a coolness on his face, reached out and touched it, his skin was smooth and greasy, and he was already without makeup.

"Wow!"

However, a very simple cleaning technique caused her to be amazed, and Sikong Yang felt funny in his heart.

"You look good without makeup."

Sikong Yang never lies, he has seen many fairies, and many of them have become more beautiful when they are married, but Taixia is a beauty that many immortals can praise.

In fifteen years, no one has praised her appearance so bluntly, and mortals are restrained and reserved.

"Thank you."

In order to hide her cheeks, which had been quietly red for a moment, she turned her head and began to look around, this should be Sikong Yang's bedroom.

With a large night pearl glowing on the roof of the bedroom, and intricately carved jade objects can be seen everywhere, and the whole house has a low-key luxury.

"W-where is this?"

What did Sikong Yang mean by taking her to his bedroom? Tan Taixia was a little confused, could it be that he had a hobby of killing people in the bedroom.

The hijab that had long been discarded by her didn't know when it was pinched in Sikong Yang's hand, and he put it on her again.

Tantai Xia was puzzled, so he could only ask: "What is this, what are you doing?" ”

With a wave of his hand, Sikong Yang added a table in front of the bed, on which was covered with a red tablecloth, on which were four plates of dried fruits, implying that he had a noble son early, as well as a pot of wine and two wine glasses.

She didn't know this, but she smelled the strong aroma of wine on the tip of her nose, and suddenly thought of the wine that the two of them were going to drink on the wedding night.

No, no, Sikong Yang really wants to marry her?

"It's a bit hasty, but we can't lose the steps we should have."

He said softly, his voice was low, the tips of his ears moved, for some reason, his body was a little soft, could it be that the aroma of wine was too strong, and she was drunk just by smelling it?

"This is just a ploy to let Lin Xiangchen go to cultivate immortals, you don't have to take it seriously." The sanity that Shantai Xia still had made her bite the tip of her tongue, and the whole person was sober.

Sikong Yang ignored her, took her hand and sat on the edge of the bed, Taixia didn't dare to struggle, so he could only sit on the edge of the bed according to his strength, and he was bounced up by the bounce.

"I forgot to mention that there was something on the bed."

Tantai Xia felt that she must have looked very embarrassed just now, and felt a little blushing, pulled the bed, and found a slightly stable place to sit down.

"Sikong Yang, do you remember who I am?"

They shouldn't be like this, he's her enemy, and they should fight each other and never die.

Sikong Yang ignored her again, and directly lifted her hijab, Taixia's eyes lit up, and he was suddenly shocked again, the whole room had become the appearance of a wedding room.

"Alright, remove the hijab, now it's time to drink the wine."

He brought two glasses of wine and handed one to Tantaixia.

Tan Taixia took the wine, and his face was extremely entangled.

"Sikong Yang, you killed my whole family, do you remember?"

He held up a finger to her lips.

"Don't talk about this on the day of the big wedding."