In the middle of the words, the smoke weaving master, who was still covered with many scars and blood stains, broke free from Dongfang Piao's support, and limped to stand in front of Hu Sisi.

Hu Sisi almost couldn't believe his ears, knowing that Mi'er was already a cultivator of the "Xiangfeng Rabbit", and when Mi'er had already manifested her original form and was dying, a casting master from the heterotopic plane who was admired by thousands of people was willing to sacrifice for her!

She knows the details of this tobacco weaving master, Liu Weihuang has already told everything about the tobacco weaving master, and she also knows that the tobacco weaving master is extremely fond of the "fragrant wine of the Immortal Demon Continent", and almost all of them have become addicted.

In the past few days, she has also noticed that Master Smoke Weaving seems to have lust for one of Mi'er's several people, but she is not sure which one it is, so she will give Mi'er and the others a verbal warning in her residence.

In fact, if there is any catastrophe coming, it is just Hu Sisi's threatening words.

First, she was worried that once Mi'er and the other girls really fell into the love network of the Tianxuan monks, it would trigger the prohibition set by the Venerable in their spirit species; second, according to her understanding of the Tianxuan human monks, she was afraid that the simple sisters would be harmed, after all, they were not humans, and their cultivation was very shallow, so it was inevitable that they would accidentally expose their flaws.

With her understanding of the Tianxuan monks, these people are selfish, greedy and lustful, like the new and hate the old, all kinds of behaviors make her extremely hateful, she will never allow Mi'er and others to have any entanglement with these people, even if they return to the Immortal Demon Continent and send them to the noble mansion to become the concubines of the noble son, she feels that it is many times stronger than them falling in love with the Tianxuan man.

On that day, Master Smoke Weaving lost his mind, his soul almost collapsed, and he almost attracted demons, she was still a little disdainful, thinking that Master Smoke Weaving deserved it, who made him the same as everyone else, he couldn't move his eyes and legs when he saw beauty?

Now Hu Sisi knows that there is really a kind of relationship in this world that she can't understand, such as the love at first sight between Master Smoke and Weaver.

In the Immortal Demon Continent, love at first sight has always been an ethereal legend, a fantasy that countless people have secretly dreamed of.

"You・・・・・・ are you telling the truth?" asked Hu Sisi, his voice trembling.

"I, willing, willing!"

Three words, word by word, came out of the mouth of the master of tobacco weaving, shocking everyone, including Meng Yang.

Sacrifice is to sacrifice one's own longevity in exchange for the opportunity to repair other people's physical injuries, no one knows that Mi'er's injuries are at least good enough to be worry-free, and how much longevity it will take to get better.

Perhaps, even if the master of tobacco weaving sacrifices all his longevity, it can't make Mi'er better, so what will be the consequences?

Many people think that Master Smoke must have been injured in the brain just now, and now his mind is very unconscious. For the sake of a monster that can transform into the shape of a beautiful woman, he is willing to sacrifice his longevity, what is this?

What is the matter with people's hard work? Isn't it just to prolong their longevity as much as possible, in the hope that one day they can attain the path of immortality?

For the sake of a monster, the master of smoke weaving is willing to give up his longevity, what a puzzling act?

Dongfang Piaoling was so anxious that he rubbed his hands, he entered the Soul Casting Sect by himself, although he was not able to obtain the formal teaching of the Tobacco Weaving Master, but as a casting apprentice, he was indeed the person who stayed by the Tobacco Weaving Master for the longest time. Other people want to stay in the casting room of the Smoke Weaving Master, even if the Sect Master comes to intercede, the Tobacco Weaving Master will categorically refuse and give no mercy at all, which is also one of the reasons why Dongfang Piaoling has always respected the Tobacco Weaving Master very much in his heart.

In this situation, Dongfang Piaoling felt that there might be only one person who could make Master Smoke Weaving dispel this extremely wrong decision, so he looked at Meng Yang with a pleading gaze.

Monyan didn't speak, his heart being pierced by the Thousand Loves Flower Cone at the moment, and the scene in front of him made him think of Fluttershy who was suffering.

He felt that Mi'er was very happy.

Whether it's a monster or a butterfly, there is a man who is willing to love him.

However, he thinks that Fluttershy is not as lucky as Mier, because if he can exchange Fluttershy's freedom in the same way, even if he sacrifices all of himself, he will never hesitate, but unfortunately, he does not even have a chance to sacrifice, and Fluttershy is still suffering from the three thousand Nebula Brocade of Hiori, and is in danger of falling into the river and turning into star sand at any time because of the loss of all colors.

Perhaps, among all of them, only Meng Yang now understands the mind of Master Tobacco Weaving, and only he understands Master Tobacco Weaving's decision.

At the same time, Meng Yang chose to swallow the love flower of the thousand worlds and rushed out of the nine heavens to find the mysteries of the nine heavens, and the master of tobacco weaving chose to sacrifice his own longevity when his beloved was in the most dangerous time, and waited for his life to be sacrificed.

Meng Yang forcibly held back the stinging pain in his heart, and hooked his hand towards the master of smoke weaving, Hu Sisi just bloomed with a hint of joy, and suddenly became pale.

Only then did she remember that if Meng Yang did not allow it, even if someone was willing to sacrifice for Mi'er, it would be an empty joy for the bamboo basket to fetch water, and her heart was almost hanging in her throat, and she couldn't wait to cover Meng Yang's mouth with a slap and prevent him from speaking!

The master of tobacco weaving staggered to Meng Yang's side, and without speaking, he bowed deeply to Meng Yang first.

"Thank you for the grace of Gongzi for rescuing, but Yanori has made up his mind at this time, and Gongzi's great kindness can only be repaid in the next life!I'm sorry!" A trace of apology flashed in Master Yanori's eyes.

Meng Yang felt that the tingling in his heart was slightly soothed, and he reluctantly smiled: "The master has broken through the limit of Tianxuan's cultivation and entered a new realm, and now there are three thousand years of longevity available, I just want to ask the master one sentence, if your three thousand years of longevity is not enough to save Miss Mi'er, what should you do?"

Master Smoke Weaving was first overjoyed, and then stunned, he hadn't thought about it at this level at all.

"Your Excellency, Sister Mi'er's injury will not take three thousand years of life, two thousand nine hundred years is enough!"

Hu Sidun felt that he saw a glimmer of light, and hurriedly said in a loud voice.

There was a sigh in the crowd, oh my God, it turned out that the master of Yanweaving had broken through the limit of Tianxuan's cultivation and entered a new realm, and his longevity had increased by three thousand, but this time the sacrifice would use up his two thousand nine hundred years of longevity, why bother?

The remaining hundred years are as short as a white horse passing through a gap for cultivators, and they are fleeting at the snap of a finger, and the Smoke Weaving Master is really confused!

Ignoring the noisy discussions of the people, the master of Yanweaving had an extremely calm expression, bowed to Meng Yang again, walked in front of Hu Sisi, and said indifferently: "Please girl do the spell, I'm ready!"

In the uproar of everyone, Hu Sisi waved his hand, isolating everyone including Long Yi from the ban, and there were only her, Meng Yang, and the smoke weaving master standing with his hands down.

Hu Sisi looked at Meng Yang weakly. Now, Monyan's words will decide the life and death of two people.