When they went to the temple, the four of them politely explained to Murong An.

However, at this time, Murong An estimated that he had no time to take care of the whereabouts of the four of them.

When he saw Murong An in the council hall, Liu Yueyue was crying in his arms.

Liu Yueyue inquired about Bilan's whereabouts, and was sure that Yao Shuang drove Bilan out of the house.

Ning An, who listened to this, trembled, and then subconsciously glanced at Wen Luoyan.

Coincidentally, he met Wen Luoyan's smiling eyes.

Ning An hurriedly lowered his head to smooth the fox's hair, and secretly complained in his heart. If you knew it, you wouldn't have looked around, what a strange law of eye contact.

Murong An wanted to send a private army to follow them, but Wen Luoyan politely refused.

Before leaving, I heard Liu Yueyue say that she was pregnant.

It was difficult for Ning An and Feng Qi not to look at each other.

What's even more outrageous is that before I walked out of the General's Mansion, I saw the high-definition rhyme of being tied up with five flowers.

"Benefactor!"

Gao Yun showed an unyielding expression towards Ning An.

Ning'an: ......

What kind of obsession is it that supports this tall lady to escape marriage again and again.

This is the breaking free from feudal etiquette! Is this a struggle against the injustice of fate!

She's really insightful!

HD rhyme: It's great love!

*

"Frost, Yueyue she ......"

When Murong An found Yao Shuang, she was in the bamboo forest, holding the peachwood sword in her hand.

Hearing this, he turned sideways slightly, and the movements in his hands stopped.

Yao Shuang turned around and stared at Murong An: "What?" ”

There was a slight smile in his voice, as if mocking.

Murong An didn't expect Yao Shuang to have such an attitude, and he was a little stuck for a while.

"I... Yueyue she was pregnant. Murong An felt a little embarrassed, but he felt that he should take it for granted.

Obviously, he and Liu Yueyue are two little guesses.

Just last night... The sudden loss made him feel like a loss in his heart.

Yao Shuang loves him too... He couldn't bear to let him down.

Yao Shuang smiled faintly, re-grasped the peachwood sword in his hand, and waved it in the air, and the sword aura was overwhelming.

The bamboo forest swayed for a while, and a rustling sound sounded.

"Married her." Yao Shuang looked at the tip of the sword, her brows were not wrinkled but she was already stretched, "By the way, marry that Miss Gao home." ”

Murong An stared at Yao Shuang's lithe figure, his eyes a little dull.

It's been a long time since he'd seen Yao Shuang Dancing the Sword.

He remembers... She used to love swords.

"Shuang'er, don't worry, I'll ......" Murong An subconsciously reassured, but only woke up from a dream halfway through his words.

"What did you say!"

Murong An almost screamed.

Yao Shuang stood up straight, turned her head and stared at Murong An calmly: "Marry them all." ”

Anyway, she doesn't seem to love that much.

Although everyone's mouth said that their past was so unforgettable, she couldn't seem to remember that time now.

Murong An stared at Yao Shuang's face and didn't speak for a long time.

The right hand unconsciously clenched into a fist behind his back.

Why... It was the answer he wanted most, but he was so unhappy.

*

There were four of them, and Yun Qingge decided to check the third layer by himself.

Ning An was divided into seven, eight, and nine floors, and he was already bored and walked to the ninth floor.

There is hardly anything interesting, and the emptiness is almost as far as the eye can see.

Ninth floor.

Ning An rubbed the fox's head and looked out the window at the misty Wutong Lake.

Based on her years of experience in reading books, the oldest legend of the river demon is not groundless.

It's just that according to legend, it was a woman who waited on the boat until she died of old age.

Why did the boat on the lake go missing for the first year, and it was a bride and not a groom?

And... The female ghost also said it.

That river demon is hermaphroditic... What is this?

Pei Yi was just sober, and deftly jumped on Ning An's shoulder, and with his side eyes, he could see the girl's serious side face.

"There's no demonic spirit here." The fox looked around, and finally gave Ning An a reminder.

Ning An turned his head to look at the fox and raised his hand to rub the fox's head.

Xiaohong has been quite willing to talk to her lately.

"The system... Did you find anything? Ning An made sure that there was nothing here, turned around and walked towards the stairs on the side.

【Positive... Being...]

【Positive... At... Join... Pick up...】

When Ning An walked around the corner, he suddenly paused.

System... Failed?

"System? System? Ning An was a little anxious in the sea and screamed twice.

There was no response, and this time there was no sound of clanging.

Ning An clenched the Frost Shattering Sword and pulled the fox into his arms.

It's not right.

Although the system is very unreliable, they are still grasshoppers on a boat at present, and they will definitely not suddenly lose contact.

Over here... Problematic!

Ning An ran towards the stairs around the corner almost the moment he made his judgment.

The teleportation spell was already being chanted, but it was just .....

Can't get out!

Ning An was attacked by a force almost instantly.

The moment he landed, he pulled out the Frost Shattering Sword in his hand and turned around with a swing.

The sword light scattered, but it dissipated into the air.

A huge axe slashed at you.

Ning An hugged the fox in his arms and rolled on the spot, which was avoidable.

It's just that the powerful force seems to have an oppressive feeling of cutting through the air.

"Poof."

Ning An was pushed by the wave of qi and rolled a few more times, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground.

Ignoring the gasp, he quickly turned over and stood up, clinging to the wall.

Pei Yi was squeezed in Ning An's arms fiercely, almost suffocating.

Still, he felt the terrifying power.

This is... The power of a god.

Transform the gods into cultivators! Cultivator!

Can't fight, this can't be fought at all!

Pei Yi knew it almost in an instant.

Ning An Jin Dan, he can compete with Jin Dan at most now.

Even if the two of them cultivated to the Yuan Infant together, they were barely able to do it, let alone the transformation of the gods above the Yuan Infant?

Ning An stood still, but the person on the other side didn't rush to attack, just looked her up and down.

Ning An was also looking at him.

Men in Black.

Nine feet tall, the muscles on his shoulders were as hard as rocks, and the giant axe in his hand shone with cold light.

"Kill me?" Ning An clenched the frost tightly, and silently recited the sword technique in his heart.

Kill her!

Very clear killing intent! Very clear killing intent!

She felt it without much effort.

The man didn't answer, just sneered, and the giant axe in his hand was raised, and he didn't even need to charge his strength, so he slashed in the direction of Ning An.

Ning An had expected it a long time ago, so he turned around and rolled again.

Always hold the fox firmly in your arms.

No accumulation, not even any skills, just a simple axe.

It's the ultimate contempt.

But so what?

This person's cultivation is far above her, and she is like an ant at all.

What to do?

She really can't beat it.

Although Ning An was able to dodge, the residual strength still made her feel like she had been hit hard, and she didn't know where her home was.

"Poof!"

Another mouthful of blood.

Pei Yi's claws tightly grabbed Ning An's arm, and his eyes were solemn.

He's going to have to do it.

Even if the hope is slim, if you don't give it a go.

I can only wait for death.