"Distinguished guests? How expensive can it be? Zhou Wuyi frowned, a little puzzled.

With such a famous sect as the Wangjian Sect, who else could be regarded as a distinguished guest, and even asked the Elder Sect Master and others to receive it together?

"You'll know if you go, the thief is expensive!"

Xiao Yue smiled and sold a pass, leading people to the courtyard to activate the teleportation formation engraved here.

A flash of spiritual light flashed, and the two of them arrived in front of the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace.

Zhou Wuxian followed Xiaoyue up the steps, and listened to her instructions: "Follow me with your head down, don't look up and bump into the nobles." ”

"Oh." Zhou Wunu nodded helplessly.

The two walked straight into the quiet Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals, and only then did they hear Xiao Yue say in a respectful voice, "Back to the sect master, my uncle has arrived." ”

"Raise your head and let me see the new uncle of the Wangjian Sect." Before Liu Qingyi could speak, she heard another female voice speak first.

Zhou Wuyi frowned, this female voice carried a very familiar coldness, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while.

He subconsciously looked up at the main seat above.

A girl in a gold-patterned skirt with phoenix embroidery looked at him with a smile.

"It's you?!" Zhou Wuyi exclaimed in surprise.

"Long time no see, third brother of this palace." Zhou Yuxiao said calmly, with a hint of banter in her eyes.

One stone startled a thousand waves, and all the elders and disciples sitting with him in the Ten Thousand Immortal Hall exclaimed, and even Liu Qingyi's gaze switched back and forth between Zhou Wuyi and Zhou Yuxiao.

This young man who is as weak as a chicken is actually the third prince of the Great Shang Kingdom? They Wangjian Sect actually accepted an immortal figure as a son-in-law?

"I didn't expect that I, the waste emperor brother, would actually enter the Sword Sect? I really don't know whether to be happy or angry. Zhou Yuxiao said, her eyes drifting to Liu Qingyi.

"Heh, the dignified princess of Tuesday, don't even have a face?" Zhou Wuxian sneered, and threw out a word like a spear and sword: "Since ancient times, the ruthless emperor's family, I have long been kicked out of the house by you, and I can't afford the word imperial brother!" ”

Zhou Yuxiao's face turned pale, and a pair of phoenix eyes full of sword light and sword shadow cast at Zhou Wuyi: "What, are you still angry about your mother's death?" ”

It's okay not to mention this stubble, as soon as he heard this, the murderous aura on Zhou Wuyi's face instantly burst out, and a pair of fists clenched.

Pointing at Zhou Yuxiao, he said indignantly: "If he hadn't sent my mother to the cold palace, if you hadn't even refused to give me some medicine residue, my mother would have died of illness on the couch?" I'm going to kill you and that man sooner or later! ”

On that snowy night, his mother died in the palace, and after a hasty funeral, he cried and made a fuss before being kicked out of the palace gate by the man who called himself his father!

He stumbled all the way and walked aimlessly for many days and nights, and finally came to Jinghai City and fell in front of Jialou Mansion.

"Presumptuous! You have to call your father, you anti-Tiangang evil obstacle! Zhou Yuxiao slapped the table and stood up, glaring at Zhou Wuyi.

The moment her words landed, Zhou Wuyi only saw a black gas sweeping from behind her.

Before he could react, all he could see was a dark fog in the world.

Zhou Wuxian suddenly remembered that Zhou Yuxiao, his so-called second sister, was a cultivator of the four shackles of the Chasing Rain Realm, and the innate spiritual vein was still a very rare ground-level void vein.

People who possess this vein are extremely good at confusing people's minds and destroying people's lives easily in vain illusions!

And this overwhelming black ink is the exercises that Zhou Yuxiao has practiced since childhood, the Black Rakshasa Sea!

Zhou Wubo's thoughts flashed, and the whole person suddenly became groggy and his eyes were dilated.

Then, the black mist gathered and surrounded him, and the true and the false were wrapped around him.

"Boring, my mother misses you so much!"

Zhou Wuxian turned his head suddenly, and his mother suddenly appeared behind him.

He reached out in a daze, wanting to touch it.

In the next second, a middle-aged man in a bright yellow dragon robe rushed out of the black mist behind his mother, holding a sharp sword in his hand, poof, and stabbed into his mother's body without hesitation.

"Insatiable, run!" The mother's face turned grim and she screamed in pain.

"Hiss......" Zhou Wunu's forehead twitched, and he pounced forward, but his eyes were hallucinated but he pounced.

The two figures dispersed one after another, and the black mist condensed again.

A young girl leaned out of the black mist with her hands behind her back playfully and called, "Brother Boring! ”

"Lan'er?"

"Brother Wubo, you see, my spiritual veins have been eaten by Calucus!" Jia Loulan said, stretching out his hand to block in front of Zhou Wuyi.

The young girl who was still intact just now was covered in blood as soon as the words landed, as if she had been devoured by an evil ghost, and her flesh and blood were in tatters.

Zhou Wunu's pupils trembled and he opened his mouth.

Unexpectedly, a young man with a gray face suddenly popped out of the black fog behind Jialoulan, regardless of biting on Jialoulan's white shoulder blade.

Bloody, like a demon pounced.

"Brother Boring, save me!" Garudan exhaled in pain.

"Caluc, I'm going to kill you!" Zhou Wuxian glared angrily, and swung his fist at Garuk.

But the moment he touched Garucus, the two figures collapsed into smoke and only staggered.

At this moment, Zhou Yuxiao was standing in front of him, with her trademark smile on her cold and amorous face, as if she was admiring the young man's dementia.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, he is my uncle of the Sword Sect!" Liu Qingyi raised his eyebrows angrily, not lightly or seriously.

Before Zhou Yuxiao could speak, a girl in a white dress fluttering like a fairy came to the Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals.

Her face is more ruthless than Zhou Yuxiao, and she lacks the contempt for countless loftiness in the world, but she has a pride like a snow plum, not stained with any mundane soil.

The girl in the white dress approached Zhou Yuxiao step by step, and said in an extremely cold voice: "Your Royal Highness Princess, no matter how you say it, he is also my future husband." ”

The girl paused, glanced at Zhou Wunu, who was still trapped in the illusion, and slowly continued: "Although I don't want to marry such a waste, it is not the turn of Her Royal Highness the Princess to beat the dog in front of me. ”

"Oh?" Zhou Yuxiao looked back at the girl in white slightly, "What the saint said is very true, but this Black Rakshasa Sea, I will only use it, and I will not accept it, if he has that ability, wouldn't it be good if he walked out of the illusion by himself?" ”

"You?!" The willow nightingale gritted her teeth, and a touch of anger arose in her heart.

The elders of Heke also sighed, and a trace of regret flashed in their eyes, but they felt relieved when they thought that they had used the secret treasure of the sect to expand the immortal vein of this son earlier.

Zhou Yuxiao sneered, stopped talking and turned around to return to his seat.

At that moment, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.

Looking back, Zhou Wuyi staggered forward two steps, got up suddenly, and a golden broken word flashed across his forehead.

His eyes returned to clarity with the golden light, and the black mist that filled the world in his eyes disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Zhou Yuxiao was stunned, "You actually ......"

"Smack!"

Zhou Wuxian didn't wait for her to finish speaking, he used all his strength and exhaled with a slap, and Zhou Yuxiao, who was in shock, actually forgot to dodge and was slapped hard.

This slap directly shattered the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Palace, and made the entire hall silent.

"You owe me!" Zhou Wuyi raised a pair of eyes that were as cold as ice caves and glared at Zhou Yuxiao.

These sonorous words broke the silence of the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Hall again, Liu Qingyi hurriedly came down, grabbed Zhou Yuxiao's wrist and put on a concerned and eager face.

"Your Royal Highness Princess, are you alright?" As he spoke, he waved his hand and motioned for Xiao Yue to take Zhou Wuyi away.

Zhou Yuxiao secretly tugged on her hand and couldn't break free.

A pair of phoenix eyes couldn't help but bend slightly to hook up two crescents, and gently patted the back of Liu Qingyi's hand with a posture, smiled lightly with a royal bearing, and said: "Sect Master Liu, don't read it, it's just a fight between sisters and brothers in the family." ”

With that, he let Liu Qingyi pull back to his seat.

Taking advantage of the moment when Xiao Yue was about to pull Zhou Wuyi away, he said: "Third brother, when you were kicked out of the palace, Qin Tianjian Huang Lao once said that I am afraid that one day you will try your best to subvert my great business, what do you guess my father said?" ”

Zhou Wunu's destruction of a fourfold illusion of chasing the rain realm had drained all the spiritual power of his two spiritual veins, and after that slap, he could only walk with Xiao Yue's support.

"Not interested." He didn't look back, and coldly left the next sentence.

"Father said that even if you change the dynasty and change the generation, this big business is still the world of the Zhou family, and you can do whatever you want!"

Zhou Wuxian was stunned for a moment, squinted his eyes slightly and looked back at Zhou Yuxiao: "Don't you dare?" ”

Zhou Yuxiao smiled and sighed lightly, and turned to him: "Once in ten years, the imperial capital Tianxing Palace Luo Tian Da Jiao, summoning the great and large sects of the Great Shang Kingdom to discuss the Dao, this year's winners can borrow the three thousand Dao Collections hidden by the Tianxing Palace, including the Hetu Luo Book, to comprehend for seven days. ”