Feng Jiujiu put down the ice spear in frustration, turned to look at the ignorant Ling Lingqi, and asked sadly, "Seventh Senior Sister, do you want to become an immortal?" ”

Whether it was the people on the stage or the people off the stage, they were all looking at Ling Lingqi intently at this moment, waiting for her answer.

Seeing this, Ling Lingqi felt extremely pressured.

She didn't want to become an immortal at all, and she didn't want to be forced to become the woman of the wolf king of Beishan.

But now that so many people are watching, she can't save Feng Jiujiu's face.

It has always been Feng Jiuyue's dream to become an immortal, since Cangbeiqing will no longer stop her, then even if her task today is completed, she will tell the truth, right?

"I actually ......"

Ling Lingqi was about to open his mouth to answer Feng Jiujiu's question when a cyan dragon suddenly broke through the sky and finally flew down to the Qingyun Platform.

On the back of the green dragon, a man in green clothes stood in the wind, three thousand ink hair flowed on his shoulders like a waterfall, and the broad hem of his clothes fluttered in the wind, reflecting the heaven and earth.

When all the blue light on Qingyuntai is dispersed, everyone can peek at the handsome and stunning posture.

The face is like a crown of jade, the eyes are covered with snow, the nose is like a hanging beam, the lips are like Dan, and the skin is like clotted fat.

When the cyan hem flutters in the wind, the whole person exudes an elegant and dusty temperament from the inside out.

Just standing there quietly and not speaking can also make people daunted, and they dare not have the slightest obscenity towards him.

Ling Lingqi was taken aback, and then said speechlessly in his heart: Fu Qingyun, your uncle, the ink came out in half a day.

Fu Qingyun stepped on a wisp of fairy qi, walked lightly to the front of Feng Jiuyue, and then showed a spring breeze and drizzle smile at her.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth were discolored by him.

Ling Lingqi couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Fu Qingyun ignored everyone's gaze, handed out a white jade flawless right hand, and said in a warm voice: "September, come here." ”

Between the gestures, it is full of the demeanor of not eating the fireworks of the world.

However, Feng Jiujiu didn't promise him, his eyes were still fixed on Ling Lingqi, patiently waiting for an answer.

The Emperor of the Heavenly Realm, who has always been high, actually deigned to the earth for a woman and personally ordered the general, which shows how important Feng Jiuyue's position in Fu Qingyun's mind is.

Cang Beiqing's expression couldn't help but become heavy.

If Fu Qingyun was willing to help, it would not be easy for him to take people away.

At this point, Cangbei Qing hugged Ling Lingqi's waist tightly and flew away from Qingyuntai.

When everyone reacted, they could only hear Ling Lingqi's faint voice in the distance: "Fifth Senior Sister, help!" ”

"Seventh Senior Sister!" Feng Jiu shouted urgently, ready to fly after him.

was held by a big white jade flawless hand.

Fu Qingyun said: "In September, it is time for you to ascend to immortality. ”

Looking at the vague shadow in the distance, Feng Jiujiu felt pain in her heart, slowly closed her blue eyes, and finally made a decision that shocked Fu Qingyun.

"I don't want to become an immortal for the time being."

Fu Qingyun let go of Feng Jiuyue's hand and asked with a gloomy expression, "Why don't you want to become an immortal?" ”

Feng Jiu opened her blue eyes, and said sadly: "If I don't have her company for the rest of my life, what's the point of me becoming an immortal alone?" ”

When Zhang Yaozu in the audience heard this, he was immediately frightened and flew to Qingyuntai.

Then he asked Feng Jiujiu in disbelief: "Sister September, are you serious?" ”

Feng Jiujiu nodded affirmatively.

When Fu Qingyun heard this, his face immediately changed suddenly.

Some things will always come.

(End of chapter)