"Xuanyuan, do you think that Wen Rui shouldn't like a foreign guy?"

Looking at Xuanyuan's expression, Zimeng also guessed something. In the Netherworld Three Friends clan before, she also had a few encounters with Wen Rui, both of whom were women, so of course she could detect Wen Rui's ambiguous feelings for Wei Jian.

"Hmm. After all, Wen Rui is kind to me, if there is any conspiracy in this, now that he knows about it, it is not good to stand idly by. Regulus nodded.

"Then let's go to the imperial city to have a look, it just so happens that I haven't been back to the Wang family for a long time, so it's not bad to take this opportunity to meet my relatives and friends." Wang Sanniu proposed.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Brother Wang for a long time, and this time I have the opportunity to return to Mingguo, and I just want to meet him. Such a big deal, he must be in the Imperial City, right? Xuanyuan thought about it and nodded.

"Great, I'll go too. It's been a long time since I've seen Mr. Dong Youzheng, and I wonder about his ......"

Situ Hui had a look of excitement and nervousness on his face. At the beginning, with the help of Dong Youzheng, he awakened the divine weapon body, and promised Dong Youzheng that he would not apprentice at will. But now that he is the heir of the Holy Body, he feels a little sorry for Dong Youzheng.

The three of them hit it off and decided to go to the imperial city. However, Lan Haoren and Zimeng planned to stay and accompany Tianqi and Zi Ling, while Chu Qingqiu also planned to teach Qingye the method of soul communication here.

So, led by Xuanyuan, Situ Hui, Wang Sanniu, Molly, Xiaoyuan, and Xuanyuan's two spiritual attendants, after a little preparation, they set off for the imperial city.

……

Imperial City, the main hall of the Blue Lotus Sect.

"Master...... Do you really want to be so cruel to the apprentices......"

At this time, in the main hall of the Qinglian Sect, there was only a shadow, kneeling on the ground, and sobbing sound spread from time to time. However, the space around the main hall was sealed, and the sound inside could not be heard from the outside.

Kneeling on the ground, the tearful shadow of Pear Blossom is the current leader of the Qinglian Sect, the state religion of the Ming Kingdom, Wen Rui. She seems to have infinite scenery, but at this time, outsiders can't know the pain. Obviously, she was not willing to accept this marriage, which Wei Jian brokered for him.

"You stupid boy, why don't you understand? As a teacher, I always love your teacher, and your love is fruitless. I'm doing this for your future happiness! ”

There was a sigh from behind the main hall, and when he heard the voice, it was the Supreme Elder of the Qinglian Sect, Wei Jian.

"Master, Wen Rui doesn't love Ronghua and wealth, and he doesn't want to go to Linglu Fang. Even if you don't want to accept my love, please let me stay in the Blue Lotus Sect. I think...... Let the Qinglian Sect, which you have guarded all your life, become even better......"

Wen Rui's voice was chattering, accompanied by a slight sobbing, not at all as strong as when she was in front of outsiders.

"For the sake of the Blue Lotus Sect? Then you should listen to your teacher and marry that genius alchemist! He was less than fifty years old before he became a seventh-level alchemist, and he would definitely be one of the elders of Linglu Fang in the future. If you marry him, the Qinglian Sect will have access to resources that you can't imagine, and when the time comes, the teacher will also have the opportunity to set foot in the Sanqing ......."

Listening to Wen Rui's words, Wei Jian's voice became extremely serious, without the slightest trace of his previous kindness.

"Master, you ...... Are you really still yourself?! …… How can you abandon your life as a disciple for what you say! ”

Listening to Wei Jian's words, Wen Rui became more and more silent.

"He's really not himself anymore......"

Before Wei Jian could reply again, a third person's voice sounded in the hall.

Hearing this, Wen Rui's sobbing stopped. Her expression became a little confused and surprised—the voice felt somewhat familiar to her, but she couldn't remember at all that any of the cultivators she knew could avoid the spatial blockade she had set up and enter here without being noticed by herself.

"Elder Wei Jian, who made you worry about your stomach and admired all your life, is no longer himself. What he just said was against his will. You say yes, Wei Jian's senior?! ”

The words fell, and the figures of Xuanyuan and Xiaoyuan slowly emerged. Seeing Xuanyuan, Wen Rui was even more surprised.

"Who are you, this kid, who dares to trespass on my Qinglian Sect hall?!"

Seeing Xuanyuan coming, Wei Jian also appeared from behind the main hall, and his spiritual power was already in operation, ready to attack Xuanyuan at any time.

"Master, don't you remember Mr. Xuanyuan? It was he who helped resolve the hatred between you and Yu Shan's predecessors! ”

Seeing that Wei Jian was so hostile to Xuanyuan, Wen Rui also realized that something was wrong. Although Wei Jian rarely showed up, he couldn't not remember such an important thing before, right?

"Sect Master Wen, don't be surprised, Wei Jian, who is now in front of you, has been manipulated by someone. He only has some common-sense memories now, and he doesn't remember the events of three years ago for a long time. ”

Looking at Wei Jian in front of him, Xuanyuan couldn't help but sneer.

"What are you talking nonsense about?! I am Wei Jian himself, how can I be manipulated?! ”

Wei Jian seemed to be angry, and the cyan spiritual power in his hand fused into dozens of flying swords, which were inserted into Xuanyuan and the others.

"Qiankun Ten Thousand Spirit Arm, Dragon Breath Cannon!"

Seeing the flying sword stabbing at her, Xiao Yuan's left arm spread out, and there was a mechanical sound from the arm guard in an instant, and a small hand cannon with a diameter of about half a meter took shape in an instant, and then, a pink spiritual power wave shot out, blocking all those flying swords.

"Annoyed and angry? Don't worry, I'll help you get out of the sea of suffering. Alien spirits are recorded in the sky, words and spirits are superimposed at will, and alien spirits are exploited! ”

Powerful soul power poured out from Xuanyuan's body, instantly enveloping Wei Jian. Controlled by Xuanyuan's soul power, Wei Jian soon lost consciousness. Immediately after, a black soul qi emerged from his Heavenly Spirit Cover, as if he was planning to escape.

"That's it, don't run. Envelope! ”

Xuanyuan's words fell, and the black soul qi instantly froze there, unable to move at all.

"Shaoxia, don't be impulsive, I'm just under the control of others, and I have no intention of harming others!"

found that Xuanyuan's strength was far from being able to fight against him, and the black soul immediately confessed. The truth that a hero does not suffer immediate losses, it understands it very well.

"Your affairs, I'll talk to you later, there are more important things to do now......"

Xuanyuan took out the Soul Gathering Magic Box and put the soul body into it, and then looked at Wen Rui on the side.

"This weak soul can control Wei Jian's body, but it is not completely helpless. There's something in you that he has to be afraid of......"

Listening to Xuanyuan's words, Wen Rui's eyes couldn't help but widen - did Wei Jian actually take the initiative to be taken away by this soul?!