Chapter Eighty-Five: Marriage!

Outside the ancestral hall, a group of people came murderously, about twenty people, they passed by the ancestral hall, just glanced at it, did not stay, and went straight to the small courtyard. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The leader was a young man, he was burly, wearing pitch-black armor, thick black hair and a crown, a pair of sword eyebrows like knives, eyes like cold lightning, fierce and intimidating, his face was deep and cold, full of gloomy and evil aura, and he was angry and killed the small courtyard.

In the crowd, there were a few of them who were the entourage of Youbaiyan!

Obviously, the black-armored young man led by him was the reinforcement they moved, and he rushed to the small courtyard of the ancestral hall to avenge the broken arm of the disaster.

Next to the ancestral shrine, the dumb old man's carving knife paused abruptly, subtle and imperceptible, and then continued, the sound of the knife carving wood was still the same, very crisp, in this rather quiet morning, spread far away.

"Peng!"

The black-armored young man led by him was unscrupulous, smashed the courtyard door with a punch, and broke in directly, he stared at the people in the courtyard, and suddenly narrowed his eyes.

There are two people in the courtyard, one of them sits on the ground, the whole body is purple, black, white, and blue, the four colors of light alternate, very dazzling and mysterious, his eyes are closed, and his hands are pinching the strange seal, obviously in a state of cultivation.

It was Gangneung.

Another woman in a white dress is naturally Xue Nianchu, she is blind and can't see, but she has been guarding Jiangling's side, not leaving an inch.

From evening to dawn, the night went by.

"Who?"

Xue Nian had already noticed something was wrong, and she stood sideways in front of Jiang Ling, and said, she was blind, her eyes were empty, but her hearing was extremely keen, and she naturally sensed the arrival of the black-armored young man.

In fact, the black-armored youth smashed the courtyard gate before, making a loud noise, as long as you are not deaf, you can hear it.

"Are you Xue Nianchu?" The black-armored young man stared at Xue Nianchu and couldn't help but squint his eyes, and a strange fiery light flashed in the depths of his pupils.

"Who are you?" Xue Nianchu frowned.

"It's really you!"

The black-armored young man's eyes narrowed into a slit, flashing with strange light, and he said to himself: "The woman who bears the destiny of Fengyi is destined to be the honor and glory of the queen...... The Dragon King's Court really threw you in the wilderness, regardless of ...... They are all blind and can't make it, and they treat Zhenfeng as a pheasant?"

He did not hesitate to travel hundreds of millions of miles from the Northern Khotan region, with a total of three purposes, and the most important one was to take Xue Nianchu!

To put it more directly - conquer Xue Nianchu!

If you can conquer such a woman, at that time, if you can use the strange secret method, you will be able to transfer the fortune, also known as "marriage", and marry her destiny to herself, or even to the Netherworld Court!

At that time, the Netherworld Court may really be able to swallow elephants and tigers devour dragons, leap above the Nine Kings Court, compete with the Canglan Divine Dynasty, and compete with this supreme throne in the world!

Grafting the "Fortune Dao", this is the great method of stealing the dragon and turning the phoenix, which is an ancient thaumaturgy passed down from ignorance, and the origin of the Netherworld Court is incomparably long, which can be traced back to the Hell Dao of the Six Reincarnations, and grasps some of the remnants of the secret law inheritance that has long been lost, including this technique of stealing the dragon and turning the phoenix and grafting the Fortune Dao!

"Snow is at the beginning, snow is at the beginning...... God help me!"

The black-armored young man laughed, his expression was frivolous, full of ecstasy, his trip was mainly for Xue Nianchu, he thought it must be difficult, but who knew that it took no effort to get it, how could he not be ecstatic?

Before the words fell, he rushed out, stretched out a big hand, and grabbed Xue Nianchu in the air.

His shot was like lightning, and he was extremely fast, which made Xue Nianchu frightened and instinctively felt the danger, but she didn't dodge, because behind her was Gangneung who was sitting on the ground!

She can't dodge, she doesn't want to dodge, and she doesn't allow herself to dodge!

Jiangling has suffered a lot of hardships, experienced life and death dangers, and rushed to the seventy-two caves at all costs to find the whereabouts of the phoenix's heart bones, and he did all this just to cure her cold poison, help her get out of the sea of suffering, and protect her safety.

But Jiangling didn't know, she also wanted to protect him, just like when he was just brought back to Nanzhao Mansion by her from the Cangying Coast, Jiangling at that time was stupid, silent, and bullied by everyone.

He is down, she is also down, if you can think of each other at such a time, and protect it at the cost of your life, what kind of feelings is that?

Depend on each other, regardless of life and death, as long as he is good, everything is fine.

That's enough.

Feeling the awe-inspiring energy that came to her face, the corners of Xue Nianchu's delicate lips actually bloomed with a smile, she felt that her life was quite complete, especially after meeting Jiangling, it was a little more colorful, the only regret was that she couldn't really open her eyes and look at Jiangling's appearance.

"Xiaoling ......" Xue Nianchu whispered, her voice soft, but it contained an inexplicable sadness.

She clenched a flying knife with her bare hand in her sleeve, which was crystal clear, as if carved from glass, and exquisite.

At this critical moment, Jiang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged and closed his eyes, seemed to hear her call, and suddenly opened his eyes, and two wisps of green light shot out of his pupils, bypassing Xue Nianchu, and directly meeting the big hand grabbed by the black-armored youth!

"Bang!"

The two lightning struck, Qingmang exploded instantly, and the black-armored young man also stopped, his pitch-black pupils shrank suddenly, squinted at Jiangling, and said in a deep voice: "Xichuan South Jiangling?"

Obviously, he had learned about Gangneung's identity from the mouths of Yu Baiyan and his entourage.

Jiang Ling ignored the black-armored youth, he stood up, helped Xue Nianchu to sit down in front of the stone table, frowned slightly, and said with some blame: "Why don't you go back to the room?"

It's cold outside, and Xue Nianchu is suffering from deep cold poison, even if there is a sycamore bone and wearing a heart bone fragment, it is not suitable to stay outside for a long time.

Xue Nianchu shook his head slightly, smiled slightly, and said softly, "It's out of the way." ”

Jiang Ling was silent, and then he glanced at the black-armored young man with a gloomy face, squinted his eyes, and said coldly: "Who are you and why did you come?"

He seemed to have just seen the black-armored youth, but he just glanced at it casually, very casually, and his reaction was flat.

"It is worthy of the famous Nanjiangling of Xichuan, and it really has unparalleled arrogance!"

The black-armored young man was ignored by Jiang Ling, and he had already suppressed his anger, and snorted coldly: "Netherworld Royal Court, Netherworld Tribulation!"

"Haven't heard of it!"

Jiang Ling said coldly: "The huge Netherworld Royal Court, that is, a secluded and dangerous court, is reasonable, and the rest is nothing more than Er'er. ”

The great prince who was born with the Netherworld Diagram and the Forehead Ten Thousand Soul Seals is born, this person is the most outstanding Tianjiao of the Netherworld Royal Court, known as the five hundred years before and after, no one can compare!

You Qianqian narrowed his eyes, his face was gloomy and vicious, filled with monstrous murderous intent and said coldly: "Insolence!"

The thing he hated the most in his life was that he was said to be inferior to the danger, and Jiang Ling undoubtedly committed his taboo.

Gangneung was casually casual.

Next to the ancestral shrine, the dumb old man paused and said to himself: "A hundred difficulties, a thousand catastrophes, ten thousand dangers...... The third son dares to use this as a name, the Netherworld King is so bold!"

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From tomorrow, the two shifts will be resumed.