Chapter 625: The Difficulty of Immortals.

Meng Chuhan looked at Mu Bingling's disappearing back, showed a cruel smile, and said indifferently, "Hmph! Sure enough, she is a veritable ice beauty! Only such a woman can be worthy of me! Grandpa will come out of the mountain soon! When the time comes, I will definitely let my grandfather propose to the valley lord, with grandpa's prestige and prestige, the valley lord will definitely agree! I will see how long you can escape!"

Meng Chuhan didn't know that it was the plan he had planned at this moment that pushed Xuan Bing Gu and Bing Li to the brink of danger...

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Ding Palace, at this time, Ding Palace is probably the only force in the entire Extreme Martial Continent that has not paid attention to the ancient will of the sky.

Inside the Ding Palace, all the Ding masters went into battle together, and everyone's faces were full of sadness!

"The little palace master's condition has deteriorated again, palace master! If we can't find any more countermeasures and methods, the little palace master is afraid, I'm afraid..."

Wan Xianqi panicked when he heard this, "I'm afraid of what?"

The golden-robed old man groaned for a moment and said solemnly, "I'm afraid I can only last for a year and a half at most." ”

"One year... Half a load?" Wan Xian Qi's face was full of sadness and haggardness, and he said bitterly, "Elder Jia, you are the most extensive Stigmata Master in our Ding Palace, is there really no way to save this child?"

The old man who was called Jia Lao shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Palace Master, Lao Jia is really powerless, he has lived for so long, a situation like the little palace master, the old man has only seen it in his life, not only that, even the ancient records have not mentioned this kind of thing! Maybe it is possible to find a way to rescue it by relying on the Supreme Pharmacopoeia and the White Dragon Ding, otherwise you can only try your best to contain it, and you can't eradicate it, and a year and a half is still the limit of the little palace master!"

Wan Xianqi flicked his sleeves and sighed, "I want to be the master of the palace! I have saved countless people! I have never seen any kind of phenomenon! In the end, I can't even save my own children! This is simply ironic! Just like you said, suppress it as soon as possible!"

"Palace Master!Palace Master!Ancient Will on the Edge of the Heavens..."

At this moment, a middle-level Ding Master suddenly ran from outside, he looked panicked, pointed outside and shouted at Wan Xian Zhi, but Wan Xian Qi had no time to pay attention to such things, and under his anger, he didn't care about his image, and scolded, "Ancient will fart, hurry up and get Wu Ku Teng, Phosphorescent Zhi, Jiuhua Spirit Liquid and Moyu to come over to me!"

"But!but!" The middle-level Ding Master's eyes were full of confusion, and finally he suddenly became firm, and said loudly, "Okay! I'll go get it right away! But the palace master! Miss walked out of the room directly after seeing the ancient will of the sky, her expression was very sad, you better go and take a look!"

"What? Xian'er, this kid... Old Jia, the matter of refining medicine will be handed over to you, I will go and see Xian'er first! What kind of evil has I created in the Ten Thousand Immortals!"

With a long sigh suddenly, the figure of Wan Xian disappeared directly into the hall, leaving Jia Lao to shake his head helplessly, "How can this be? How can this happen? It's incredible!"

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"Mu Chen... Is that you?"

Outside a side hall in the Ding Palace, a tall woman dressed in white like snow stepped on the lotus step, looking at the phantom shadow that appeared in the sky with her eyes lost, and whispered.

With a light breeze, the woman in white stretched out her slender jade fingers to brush the hair in her ears behind her ears, revealing a beautiful face full of desolation and sadness, tears slipped down quietly... She is none other than Wan Xian'er, who was separated from Mu Chen and Netherworld Purgatory three years ago.

At this time, Wan Xian'er's eyes have long since lost the simplicity and agility of the year, replaced by maturity, exhaustion, and a touch of sorrow that cannot be dissolved!

"You big badass... You disciple... You bastard!!!Woo... Why... Why don't you come to me... Why leave me alone with this pain... Why ?!!"

Tears... In the face of the tall figure in the air, I can no longer endure it, I can no longer suppress it, like a torrential rain, flowing down the beautiful and haggard cheeks like a spring...

"If Xiaoying has any three long and two short... Mu Chen! I, Wan Xian'er, will not let you go! I will hate you! I will hate you for the rest of my life!! I hate you for the rest of my life!!"

The teardrops broke inch, and along with Wan Xian'er's mood swings, the soft wood attribute yuan force in her body unexpectedly erupted into a burst of extremely violent destructive power, shattering the floor of the palace!

And this scene happened to be seen clearly by Wan Xianxi, who heard the news, and looked at the daughter in front of him who didn't seem to know him, Wan Xianxu's heart was full of mixed feelings.

Since her father Wan Xianlin got Wan Xian'er back three years ago, everything about her has changed, she has become silent, she has become depressed, she has become no longer noisy, no longer noisy, and no longer coquettish. The reason, he never understood, until the appearance of Xiaoying, he faintly knew something... But for the specific content, Wan Xian'er was silent, even in the face of him and Wan Xianlin's soft and hard knots, she was still unmoved.

"Xian'er..."

Looking at the violently trembling figure, looking at the painful and haggard expression, Wan Xianqi's heart seemed to be pierced by ten thousand swords, and there were bursts of colic! He only had such a daughter! He only had such a beloved daughter! Who was it! Who was it! If he was to be made like this! If he knew who it was! He would definitely cut him with a thousand knives!

Mu Chen! It's not that he hasn't thought about it! But whenever he thinks of this name, he will think of Wan Xian'er's indifferent and indifferent expression to the extreme, and he will immediately reject this idea! Not because he doesn't doubt it! But because Wan Xian'er's performance is too indifferent! If it was really Mu Chen who made her so miserable, he would definitely not be so indifferent when he proposed this name!

But who else but him could do such a thing?

Taking a deep breath, Wan Xian Zhi suppressed all the anger in his heart, and there seemed to be no trace of emotion in his calm eyes, he walked slowly towards Wan Xian'er, a pair of warm palms pressed on Wan Xian'er's shoulders, and slowly took her into his arms.

"Silly girl, do you think of something uncomfortable again? Or do you have nightmares again?"

The sudden warmth and soft words made Wan Xian'er's riotous mood suddenly stop, and instead buried her cheeks deep in the back of Wan Xian'er's shoulder, and said hoarsely, "Hmm... I'm having nightmares again... Daddy... Shadow her..."

"She's fine. Daddy promised you that even if it was a loss for Daddy's life, Daddy would save her!"

Gently patting Wan Xian'er's back, Wan Xian Qi looked up at the sky, except for pain, there was no longer the majestic temperament of the palace master...

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In the Holy Beast Mountain, Mu Chen's soul power had long disappeared from his soul sea, and instead he had entered an extremely mysterious realm, at first, he didn't have much awareness, but when his consciousness was completely awake, he found that he had come to the boundless sky at some point.

It seemed to be ten million times sharper, and the moment he opened his eyes, the entire Extreme Martial Continent seemed to be reflected in his eyes. A flower and a grass, a mountain and a tree, and even the Xuanling Empire, which is millions of miles away, are no exception.

His eyes looked around, but just as Mu Chen was silent in this strange scene, two unique lines of sight crossed the cloud mountain, crossed the boundary, and met Mu Chen's eyes.

"Mu Chen... Why didn't you come to see me, had you forgotten the dance, had you forgotten the dance of Frosttown?"

"You big badass... You disciple... You bastard!!!Woo... Why... Why don't you come to me... Why leave me alone with so much pain... Why ?!!"

"If Xiaoying has any three long and two short... Mu Chen! I, Wan Xian'er, will not let you go! I will hate you! I will hate you for the rest of my life!! I hate you for the rest of my life!!"

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Emotions fluctuated, and Mu Chen's mind suddenly appeared with two stunning women, one dancing lightly, and the other was as smart as a fairy.

"Piano Dance... Wan Xian'er..."

With a low groan, for some reason, Mu Chen's heart was inexplicably in sharp pain, and the huge golden magic circle seemed to be affected by Mu Chen's emotions, and it turned bright and dark, almost collapsing!

"Hold on to the spiritual sea, immerse yourself in your heart, forget everything you see for the time being, and wait for the contract to succeed. ”

But at this moment, an old voice suddenly came into Mu Chen's consciousness, which allowed Mu Chen to temporarily suppress his fluctuating emotions, and quickly entered an ethereal state, and the golden circle that had almost collapsed suddenly became solidified.

"Whew... This guy can still be distracted at such a time, talent!" Zhu Jiuqian in the Holy Beast Mountain prostrate on the ground, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead fiercely, and said with a roll of his eyes.

And Feng Chaoming on the side was entangled, he was not interested in this, but the coercion suppressed him to death, so that he couldn't get up even if he wanted to, "I'm so tired, how long will this contract last?"

"Who knows, but the longer it lasts, the better it will do the kid! Zhu Jiuqian said angrily.

"Fart, you don't have back pain when you fucking stand and talk, Lao Tzu is a patient, do you know?" Feng Chaoming scolded when he heard this, causing Zhu Jiuqian to laugh again and again.

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"Mu Chen...?he... You're really not an ordinary guy, it seems that you have to find a time to return to the family, otherwise, even I will be surpassed by him in a very short time. ”

Holy Sepulchre Mountain, the fourth level of the inner mountain, Shan Tianyu stood on the roof with his hands behind his back and looked at the phantom figure in the air, his face showing unprecedented solemnity. It was only then that he really put Mu Chen in the list of hidden dangers.

...

On the first level of the inner mountain, Chu Aoqing propped up on the windowsill of the room with one hand, raised his chin and looked at the sky, and said softly, "Create a miracle... You really did it..."

After the words fell, Chu Aoqing suddenly closed the window, closed the curtains, and took out a set of red slim Luo skirts from the ring, first compared them on his body, and then pouted and said, "Skirt, will it really be different to wear?"

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(Suifeng remembers that when this book first came out, a reader asked for a trick, Suifeng remembered that it was called Xiaoying, and now, I don't know if this big man is still reading this book, but the promise he made will be fulfilled with the wind.) Xiaoying appeared, who could she be?)