Seventh Plane: The Loyal Shadow Guard Lives 75
If the princess marries, marry.
The thought that the princess would one day marry another man and be as loving as the king and queen swept through his chest like a tide.
The hand on the woman's face paused lightly, and after a long while, Mo Li held on to his severely painful chest, gasped lowly, and a few traces of pale flashed out of the room.
Can anyone be worthy of a princess? No, right......
The wind of early spring, carrying a few traces of cold pear fragrance into the man's nose, whether the princess can cultivate or not, whether she will live forever.
As long as he is by her side and protects her for the rest of her life, she will be safe......
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The Dan Dao Contest is held every fifteen years, and in the last Dan Dao Contest, a seventh-order Qingyu Dan Master appeared, who was directly accepted as a closed disciple by the head of the Dan Sect.
Nearly half an hour before the ceremony, the venue where the competition was held was already surrounded by competitors and spectators.
The surrounding seats are already full, and all the heads and faces of each sect are on the seats, and the spiritual tea cakes are all gone.
Her current identity is not inferior to anyone in the field, just taking out the door number of the Liuyun Immortal Sect is loud enough, not to mention that she is the head disciple.
As the head disciple is one, the seven princesses of the royal family of Canglan Kingdom are two, and they still need to hold their identities in public, these things may be the time to show their arrogant status for Mo Tingcheng, but for Mo Xiaomo, who doesn't want to cause any trouble, she needs to be cautious before her dantian is reshaped.
Liuyunzi doesn't always show up to save the scene, her family's cultivation is Li, well, it should be difficult to meet an opponent, the last time Liyuan Xichuan attacked her, if it wasn't for Liuyunzi appearing in time, Xichuan shouldn't be able to scream anymore.
But as the saying goes: there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky.
Everything is fine, in case you encounter a perverted existence like Mo Yeqing, it's not easy to say.
When Xichuan first appeared in the audience, it can be said that it caused a lot of commotion, and the appearance of the heroine in the city can be said to have become the focus of the audience.
The heroine should be twenty-five years old now, the same age as Mo Li, because she is already a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, although her face is not permanent, as long as the heroine's aura is there, it is normal for her eighteen-year-old face to last forever.
Mo Xiaomo was not interested in these, and it was not too late to go down when the game began, so she reached out and yawned lazily, before that, she would make up for sleep.
The thousand-year-old pear blossom tree not far from the stadium has thick branches, horizontal branches, and flowers.
The woman in the scarlet dress and light veil who obviously didn't wake up sat reclining on the branch, her head tilted on the branch next to her and her eyes closed.
Looking at the woman's swaying appearance, a handsome man dressed in black, his facial expression was formed into a handprint with spiritual power, and he carefully circled around the woman, for fear that the woman would fall from the tree.
The breeze blows, the pear blossoms fly, the woman hangs down on the branches, her long satin-like hair flutters in the wind, the hair is wrapped around the hilt of the man's sword, the corners of the crimson robe, and the clothes fly as if they want to ride the wind and leave, and will not return.
"Look at a beautiful fairy sister in the tree!" A little radish head in a green robe stood under the tree, shouting at the friends not far away.
"It's really alas, it's more beautiful than the white-clothed sister in front!" Another little girl said excitedly.
Looking at the princess who was obviously awakened with squinting eyes, Mo Li was a little displeased, the princess hadn't rested yet, these little ghosts, they were about to go down the tree, the woman stretched her waist and jumped down one step ahead of him.