"The world?" Ji Jiufang raised his eyebrows, "What does the world have to do with you?" ”

"You can check it slowly!"

Liluo said with a smile.

Then, she looked up at the dome: "The flames seem to be a little bigger, why don't you rush back to take a look?" ”

Ji Jiufang ignored it.

He stared at Liluo for a long time before rushing to the banquet hall in Liyangzhuang, where there was a fluctuation of non-fire spiritual power.

……

Liyang Village, Lonely Dust Hall.

A tall young man stood in the center, his expression resolute and stubborn, confronting the people around him.

He was about the same age as Ji Jiufang.

At this time, the man's body was surrounded by a layer of apricot-colored spiritual power.

Entering the Silent Dust Hall with Ji Jiufang, she instantly recognized the man in front of her, her heart shook suddenly, and she immediately froze in place, only staring at him with wide eyes, unable to return to her senses for a long time.

"What are you going to do?"

Ji Jiufang asked coldly, his tone was very unkind, and he walked briskly towards the man.

The man snorted coldly and turned around.

"Send a message."

His voice was very low, and there was a faint anger on his angular face.

And seeing this face, the detached heart became more and more uncalm.

"Deliver a letter?" Ji Jiufang sneered, "Send the letter to the saber rattling? ”

"Because you, Liyangzhuang, refuse to accept the message I brought." Facing Ji Jiufang, who is the envy of the world, the man did not have a trace of fear, and the aura around him was even stronger.

"Who is your so-called message?"

"Yinyang Valley."

"Who's in the Yin Yang Valley?"

Ji Jiufang asked lightly, and there was even obvious disdain in his tone, anyone could hear that he was aggressive.

The man's face darkened again.

"The father of the Yuan Holy Maiden, leave Anzheng." The man said in a calm voice, "The marriage between Yin Yang Valley and the Donglu Fu Clan is imminent, please follow the rules and send people to prepare for the wedding, and when you receive the invitation, go to the banquet on time." ”

"The father of the primordial saint?"

In the Silent Dust Hall, a girl's voice suddenly sounded.

Liluo sneered and walked forward slowly.

"Prince Moqiu, when did the Yin Yang Valley be ruled by the father of the Yuan Holy Maiden? What about the head of the family? ”

Mo Qiu's face changed instantly.

The girl in front of him made him in a trance, and his heart ached faintly.

Even, he felt a sense of shame.

Even he didn't understand why he was uncontrollably weak in the face of this girl.

I clearly didn't do anything, I was just ordered to deliver the message, but where did this inexplicable weakness come from? Why, he just glanced at the girl, and he was so flustered?

"Where did the head of the family go?"

Liluo asked, and took a few more steps forward.

The girl who suddenly appeared made the disciples of Liyangzhuang in the Silent Dust Hall very strange, and they all looked at Ji Jiufang, wanting to ask for an answer.

Ji Jiufang ignored everyone.

He only looked at Liluo, a light flashed in his eyes, and he did not stop it.

"The head of the Li clan disappeared this morning." Mo Qiu replied, his eyes locked on Liluo's face for a moment.

distinct, not like that person.

But this kind of heartache only happened when facing her.

Liluo's brows suddenly frowned: "Missing?" ”

It turns out that not only was he killed, but his uncle was also missing? And the cowardly father who was so angry that his mother did his best now has become the one who gives orders in Yin Yang Valley?

Thinking of the visions after being reborn, Liluo felt that things were not simple.

In the Yin Yang Valley, there must be someone making trouble!

But to say that her father was behind the scenes, she really couldn't believe it.

"Then, what about the Yuan Shengnu?"

Liluo asked deliberately, wanting to confirm the news again.

The Primordial Virgin ......

Mo Qiu instantly lost his soul and became depressed.

The Primordial Saintess?

Everyone said she was dead.