Wang Yan's voice was very loud, and when it came into the courtyard, it startled Mrs. Peach Blossom, who was accompanying Ah Yan, looking at Ah Yan who was getting weaker and weaker on the bed, and hearing Wang Yan's somewhat noisy voice outside the small courtyard of Fengshan, Mrs. Peach Blossom's face appeared angry.

Chen Qingshan walked for nearly eight days, only two days before the outbreak of this Tu Tu handprint, fine and dense beads of sweat condensed on Ah Lan's face, and his body subconsciously curled up, as if Ah Lan was suffering great pain.

During these days, the mudra planted by the Chaos God Pope was absorbing Ah Lan's qi and blood all the time, even if the medical sage applied needles and sealed the big acupoints around Ah Lan, it was inevitable that the loss of qi and blood would be inevitable.

In this way, Ah Lan, who was already thin, became thinner and thinner, with a pale complexion and blood-like lips, which made people feel distressed.

"Poor Niko." Mrs. Peach Blossom, who wanted to go out, still sat down and carefully wiped the sweat beads from Ah Lan's forehead with a warm towel.

"Qingshan, Qingshan......" Ah Mu, who fell into a coma, softly called Chen Qingshan's name in his mouth, which was out of instinct.

In the most difficult times, people often think of their closest and most trustworthy people.

"Aoyama." Mrs. Peach Blossom was stunned for a moment, and the distress in her eyes became even more.

"Alas......" is a long, but also unclear sigh.

"Just read it, read it...... Perhaps, with the thought of it, your green mountains will come back. Mrs. Peach Blossom picked up one of Ah Lan's palms and held it in her hand, Ah Lan's hand was very white, because of the relationship between Tu Lan's handprints, it was even a little sickly white, and you could see the cyan blood vessels.

Mrs. Peach Blossom's extremely beautiful eyes were full of worry: "I don't know what happened to this kid Chen Qingshan, whether he found the chaotic sacred mountain, whether he can find the solution to this mudra in the chaotic sacred mountain." “

Mrs. Peach Blossom understands that Chen Qingshan's going is an extremely dangerous thing, nine deaths and one life, not to mention whether Chen Qingshan can blend into the chaotic sacred mountain, that is, if he is mixed, as long as his identity is discovered, Chen Qingshan will die in the chaotic sacred mountain by himself.

After all, it is the base camp of the Chaos God Sect, not to mention the monks of the four realms and the five realms, there are also many ancient gods in the seven realms and eight realms, which can almost be called one of the most dangerous places for the monks of the Tang Dynasty.

Chen Qingshan's small cultivation of the Second Realm, to enter the Chaos Sacred Mountain, while ensuring his own safety, he also has to find a way to crack the mudra, which is not easy.

Not to mention, the method of cracking this mudra is also a secret in the Chaos God Sect, so it is really difficult to carry something on Chen Qingshan's body, and even Chen Qingshan can't see a trace of light.

But Chen Qingshan went without hesitation in order to save Ah Lan, Mrs. Peach Blossom understood that if Chen Qingshan could come back within ten days, then Ah Lan and Chen Qingshan would survive, this is the same life, if Chen Qingshan could not come back within ten days, then probably he would not be able to come back, and at that time, the mudra on Ah Lan's body would explode, and Chen Qingshan and Ah Lan would be gone, and this would be a common death.

Living and dying together, it is a very beautiful oath between lovers, but it seems a little cruel at this time.

"Will be back, will be back, safe and sound, safe and sound." Mrs. Peach Blossom whispered, comforting herself while comforting Ah Mu.

Chen Qingshan grew up under the watchful eyes of Mrs. Peach Blossom, and the plants and trees he raised have feelings, not to mention that he is a living person.

Chen Qingshan has no father and mother, he is a hard-working child, Mrs. Peach Blossom is an elder-like existence for Chen Qingshan, she naturally does not want Chen Qingshan to die.

Mrs. Peach Blossom gently patted Ah Lan's hand, feeling the warmth in her hand, and Ah Lan's breathing stabilized a little.

"Aoyama, is that you?" Ah Mo spoke, his mind fell into chaos, and finally let out a dream.

Lady Peach's sigh rang out from inside the room again......

Hearing the sound outside the courtyard, Master Lifan, who was meditating, also opened his eyes, there was no sadness or joy on his face, as a major repair of the Eight Realms, a powerhouse at the top of the world, or a sword cultivator with only the Eight Realms, Master Lifan saw more than Mrs. Peach Blossom.

"It's back, it's already on the way, and the Chen kid has done something almost impossible."

Just now, Master Lifan, who was extremely sensitive to the way of the sword, felt an incomparably familiar sword aura in Chang'an City, and the owner of that sword aura was rapidly approaching the Shengyan Academy.

"He seems to be stronger."

"Even a little can't see clearly, he is really not an ordinary person." Master Lifan smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and entered a state of concentration again.

Now that Chen Qingshan is back, there is nothing else to do with him.

Own daughter-in-law, protect yourself.

"This Huang Alan, this little marquis must see him today!" Wang Yan carried Qingyuan, and the aura flowed above the Qingyuan sword body, faintly condensing the shape of a dragon.

A cyan spirit Jiao, with a small body, opened its teeth and claws towards the three of Chang Xin, Qing Yuan is indeed an excellent sword, and it can be seen that the thirteen pairs of eyes are shining.

Wang Yan's confidence comes from his cultivation that has entered the middle stage of the Second Realm, but more importantly, it is his confidence in the Qingyuan in his hand, and even more so in his confidence in the son of the Marquis of the Tang Dynasty.

"Mo is not a fool." Unlike Dao Thirteen's excitement, Chang Xin didn't want to make a move with Wang Yan on the bright side, but everyone was on the threshold, how could there be a reason to avoid and not fight, Chang Xin could only sigh in his heart.

If you retreat and retreat, it will be rude.

Wang Yan wants to fight, so let's fight.

Chang Xin is about to summon the corner of the mountains and rivers that belongs to him, and teach this guy who doesn't know whether he is dead or alive in front of him to be a man.

When he raised his head, he was stunned, not only Changxin, but half a step behind him, and the three treasures and Dao Thirteen who were located on the left and right of his body were also stunned......

"Come, the three of you do it together, don't say I'm bullying you!" Wang Yan hooked his fingers, and the three people opposite did not move for a long time.

"What to say, if you are afraid, if you are afraid, you will obediently give way, let me go to see that Huang Alan, this little marquis is not to blame." Wang Yan was only afraid of the three people in front of him, and he was even more proud in his heart.

Lifting Qing Yuan and tapping lightly, Qing Yuan's sword body let out a sword roar, and the cyan spirit Jiao flew into the air and hung above Wang Yan's head, Wang Yan's momentum was a little stronger.

"Believe it or not, the three of them will shoot together and they will beat you to death." A voice came, and the man bent down and picked up a stone on the ground at random, and the sword qi poured into it.

"One more thing, you call yourself the little marquis, then how should I, the Taiping Marquis personally named by His Majesty the Holy Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, be called, after all, many people I know, they also call me the little marquis."

Chen Qingshan flicked his fingers, and the stone was like a small flying sword, shooting towards the cyan spirit Jiao above Wang Yan's head, and it ran straight through its mouth.

The cyan spirit Jiao whimpered, then dispersed, turning into a well-defined particle of light, which was taken back into the sword body by Qing Yuan in Wang Yan's hand.

The three people in the door just smiled, looking at the people who returned, Chen Qingshan also looked at them, obviously Chen Qingshan's departure time was extremely short, but whether it was Chen Qingshan, or Chang Xin, Dao Thirteen, and Sanzang, there was a feeling of being separated from the world.

Chen Qingshan raised his right hand and shook it at the three people in the door, with a smile on his face: "I'm back." ”

A greeting that couldn't be simpler.

"Just come back." Again, it's a very simple answer.

Chen Qingshan walked straight past Wang Yan's side, came to the three of them, and took the place of the three of them.

"Wang Yan, the son of the Marquis of Heavenly Dao, came to rob your daughter-in-law." Dao Thirteen simply summarized Wang Yan's purpose for coming to Fengshan Courtyard, and it was easy to pull Chen Qingshan's hatred onto Wang Yan.

Especially "come to rob your daughter-in-law", every word in it stimulates Chen Qingshan's nerves.

At this moment, Chen Qingshan directly moved his murderous intent towards Wang Yan, and it wasn't until Chang Xin shook his head at Chen Qingshan that Chen Qingshan's hanging killing intent slowly let go.

"It's boring." Dao Thirteen sighed lightly, he thought that today was the day for Qing Yuan to start.

"You can do it." With a sigh, Dao 13 patted Chen Qingshan's shoulder and returned to the courtyard, looking at Qingyuan in Wang Yan's hand with his eyes, reluctant to give up.

What else can I do, I can only keep Qingyuan in Wang Yan's hands for a few more days.

"Wang Yan, I know you, and you have been famous for a long time, but do you know that Ah Lan will be my wife in the near future." Chen Qingshan went straight to the point.

Chen Qingshan did not wear a sword, but in the face of Wang Yan, who was holding Qingyuan, he had steadily pressed on top of the momentum, which made Wang Yan feel shocked, obviously he was an ordinary age, why did Chen Qingshan have such a powerful momentum, Chen Qingshan's momentum gave Wang Yan an illusion that he was facing the strong man of the older generation.

Wang Yan didn't know at all how many things Chen Qingshan had experienced in these short eight days, if it was someone else, what Chen Qingshan had experienced, if he pressed down a random thing, I was afraid that he would be crushed to pieces, and he would be so dead that he couldn't die anymore at this time.

"There is one more thing, you should call me the Marquis of Taiping." Chen Qingshan looked at Wang Yan with a smile.

"Marquis Taiping." Wang Yan was extremely reluctant and said in a low voice, he knew that Chen Qingshan was laughing at him for calling himself a little marquis.

Chen Qingshan's "Little Marquis" comes from his title of Taiping Marquis, while Wang Yan's "Little Marquis" comes from his father Tiandao Hou.

To be more serious, there is nothing wrong with either of them, but here, Wang Yan is one level lower than Chen Qingshan.

Ordinary may be nothing, but standing opposite is his rival in love!

Wang Yan felt a little broken.

But as soon as he thought of the half-immortal weapon and Ling Xuzi, Wang Yan immediately cheered up.

Some people like a person because they like this person, and some people like a person because they like something behind this person.

They all say they like it, but it's actually fundamentally different.

Chen Qingshan is the former, while Wang Yan is undoubtedly the latter.