Pei Zhen really wanted to make a move on Gu Master Hei Xuan, but was persuaded by Mu Ziyan to stop him. Meng Xiang saw that the backer Lan Yimeng was seriously injured, and suddenly his heart was bottomless, and he was hiding behind Zhou Yun in fear.

Zhou Yun held the Empty Thunder Immortal Sword tightly in his hand, and in the face of a powerful opponent, he was calm and fearless, ready to fight to the death for the Cangyun Sect at any time.

Lan Yimeng still didn't make any moves, not because she was reluctant to make a move on the disciple she had raised for many years, but because she hadn't figured out the other party's hole cards yet, and the position and strength of Pei Zhenzhen and Mu Ziyan were not clear, and they were also a potential threat.

Gu Master Hei Xuan had a very arrogant posture, and said to Lan Yimeng jokingly, "How is it, master, do you want to see what surprises the apprentice has prepared for you?"

Lan Yimeng replied coldly, "Demon, if you have any tricks, just use them, for me now, even if you restore your original cultivation, you can easily deal with it!"

Gu Master Hei Yu sneered and replied, "On that day, in order to be favored by you, I used Gu Technique to wash away my cultivation to change my appearance, and even the spiritual root was reshaped, and it is impossible to restore my cultivation forever. ”

After he finished speaking, he suddenly laughed again, but this time the laughter sounded very bleak, and finally his eyes were full of tears, and he shouted hideously, "But for today, it is all worth it!"

With that, he took out a black wooden box from his arms, and when he looked closely, it was actually a small coffin, emitting wisps of black gas, and it immediately became a normal size when thrown into the air.

Lan Yimeng saw this coffin for some reason, and immediately felt extremely uneasy in his heart, and he made a rash move desperately, and after the explosion, as the coffin shattered in mid-air, a young man appeared inside and slowly fell to the ground.

This man is twenty-five or sixteen, with a slender figure and an extraordinary appearance, his angular face is bloodless, under the two rows of thick eyebrows, his eyes are also slightly closed, standing motionless in front of Lan Yimeng.

He was dressed in a black robe, holding a four-foot fairy sword, and on the hilt of the sword made of purple sandalwood, a small orchid was engraved, and the word 'one dream' was very delicate.

"Husband......

The moment Lan Yimeng saw the man, tears burst down the embankment, and his heart suddenly ached, and at the same time, he lost his strength all over his body, and knelt directly in front of the man.

She wanted to hug the man, but what sanity she had left told her was nothing more than a cold corpse, a weapon that the enemy had prepared for her.

She knelt on the ground and trembled all over, and asked Gu Master Black Worm, "Why? Why are you doing this?"

Seeing her sad appearance, Gu Master Hei Yu felt an indescribable sense of happiness, and his face became even more crazy, "It seems that you still remember your husband, then do you still remember the 'Green Snake Lady' who was killed by you together!"

"Of course I do!"

Hearing this, Lan Yimeng immediately replied, "She, like you, is also the twelve demons who do all kinds of evil, she was the one who killed my husband back then, I will never forget this name!"

"Fart!"

Gu Master Hei Yu couldn't help but roar when he heard her answer, and said angrily, "My wife has been kind to people all her life, but she just followed me into the Demon Dao, but you two sanctimonious immortal sect monks actually killed her for a trivial fame and fortune!"

Lan Yimeng didn't want to entangle with him, so she stood up and was about to prepare for the last battle, but at this moment, the man's eyes opened, and they were like stars like three hundred years ago, making her feel as if she had returned to the spring three hundred years ago.

The wind of late spring is mixed between the two seasons, including the softness of spring and the heat of summer.

She wore a white dress, and spun around lightly in the spring breeze, like a blooming lily, competing with the fragrance of the court.

A little nervous, and a little expectant, he asked Gong Juren on the side, "Brother Gong, do I look good in this?" After asking, he quickly lowered his head shyly.

"Good-looking, Meng'er is the most beautiful woman in the world, I must marry you in my life!"

"You hate it!"

Lan Yimeng raised her delicate face, saw a handsome face, and undisguised tenderness and sweetness, and realized something, her face was even hotter, burning to the root of her ears, and her heart was like a deer.

Gong Juren gently held her hands as white as jade, and said firmly again, "Meng'er, I swear to God, no matter what, I will marry you in this life!"

She felt both sweet and shy, lowered her eyes slightly, and said, "Then I want to say hello to my father first, and ask him to ask you for less bride money~"

Gong Juren patted his chest and said proudly, "No, no, I'm also a senior brother of the sect, and I can still make up three or five hundred spirit stones." ”

He asked curiously, "By the way, Meng'er, who is your father?"

In the early morning of the next day, in the Tianfeng Hall of the Cangyun Sect, an old man with silver hair and white beard and drooping chest was sitting in the position of the head of the sect and was furious, shouting, "No! You are the daughter of the head of the Cangyun Sect, one of the top ten immortal sects, how can you marry a loose cultivator, where can I put my face when this is spread!"

Lan Yimeng was also so angry that his jade face turned crimson, and he retorted, "How many times have I told you, he is not a loose cultivator, he has a sect called Lan Xiang, and he is still the senior brother in the sect!"

The old man said disdainfully: "I care about her Lan Xiang Caixiang, you inherited that I am so handsome, and there are so many young men in the Ten Immortal Sects, isn't it enough to choose?

When he said that, Wugu Zhenren, who was still middle-aged, and the other Sanfeng elders immediately smiled with their eyes shining and silently extended their thumbs to the old man.

Lan Yimeng was even more angry, and stomped his feet and said, "You are the fat water!" Brother Gong once saved my life, although he was born in a small sect, he has excellent talent and excellent martial arts, and he is already at the peak of the knot pill in his twenties, which is stronger than my four senior brothers combined!"

He threatened, "If you don't agree today, I won't call you dad again in my life!"

After she finished speaking, the four of them lowered their heads at the same time, and the old man played a scoundrel and said, "If he saves your life, I will give him thousands of spirit stones from his sect, and then threaten his master to let him leave you, not only to repay the favor, but also to break up the two of you, it is like killing two birds with one stone! Also, I don't call you my father, anyway, you are my own child!"

Hearing this, the four of them silently stretched out their thumbs again, and they all felt that they had hope again, Lan Yimeng didn't expect his own father to be so shameless, he was so angry that he almost fainted, and said indignantly, "Okay! Since you are so shameless, I will elope with Brother Gong, with my help and his talent, I will break through the Yuanying realm in less than two years, and you will regret it when the time comes!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by the old man, "Slow!"

She asked impatiently, "What's wrong?"

The old man flicked the beard that hung down to his chest, and said in a deep voice, "If he is really as capable as you say, it is not impossible for you to be together, as long as he can make a name for himself in this immortal and demon war, I will agree to your marriage!"