The peach blossoms in full bloom are even sweeter and fragrant after precipitation and fermentation at night, and the breeze lingers around the entire Inviting Moon Palace.

The morning light fell on Nanno's red dress through the small window, warm.

The vigorous girl sniffed the fragrance of flowers, neatly groomed her mother's long hair, and from time to time tilted her head to look at a few fire crows on the branches, and privately envied their freedom.

Canaries are better than crows, but unfortunately they can only be caged for a long time.

Zhong Shihan leaned lazily in front of the dressing mirror, sleepy-eyed, and made up in the mirror.

"Tell Luoyang to be careful, paper can't hold the fire, your affairs will spread all over the demon world sooner or later, and those demons who beat your mind will not let him go, there are countless enemies out of thin air, it's really a disaster." ”

Hearing this, Nan Nuo sighed helplessly, other Mo Nan Nuo was not worried, but Li Fan was in big trouble.

That guy is a hybrid of the heart demon and the dream demon, with the blood of the two demons, and he is blessed with unique talents, and when he transforms into the mortal realm, he can run rampant in the periphery of endless chaos, and soon becomes one of the candidates with the highest voice for the holy son of the demon race.

"Your grandfather is locked up in Kunlun Mountain and can't get out, I've had a good time with your father, what are you going to do on the Great Elder's side? ”

After a pause, Nan Nuo rolled his eyes angrily, and said angrily: "Bow first and then soldier, if it doesn't make sense, ask Luoyang to beat him, and if you don't agree, he agrees, what law is ruthless, what rules are strict, they didn't accept it in the face of Qi Tianxiang back then, there must be one and two." ”

"The master is Qi Tianxiang, and the apprentice is not Qi Tianxiang, and there are many things that Qi Tianxiang does but others may not do. ”

"Qi Tianxiang, that old man has done it, why can't my thief do it? Qi Tianxiang himself said that the thief is a sword immortal who is higher than the sky. Nanno shouted dissatisfiedly, as if the person who was underestimated by her mother was herself.

Zhong Shihan shook his head helplessly, seduced with his bare hands, and randomly chose a long hairpin to pin it on Nannuo's delicate cloud bun, tilting his head and looking at it, but he was satisfied.

"Great Elder, have you heard it, the girl's family is outgoing, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

The words fell, and the fire crow on the branch flapped its wings and turned into a mirror of flowing flames, in which the red-bearded old man stood with his hands in his hands, his thick eyebrows frowning, not angry but mighty.

"Rules are rules, laws are laws, but strength can override everything. If that doll can suppress a realm of talents like Yama, if he can break through the Nine Realms of the Holy Mountain, if he can beat all the elders of my temple to his stomach, don't say that marrying Nan Nuo means that he wants to be the Demon Emperor, I have no opinion. ”

Nan Nuode's expression continued to change with the words of the Great Elder, these conditions are more difficult than the other, even if Luoyang can really complete it, it must be a few hundred years later, and the girl who does not want to wait for a long time can not resist the general trend, so she can only comfort herself with good things and many grinds.

"The Great Elder is trustworthy, don't deceive my mother and daughter because the prime minister is not there. The corners of Zhong Shihan's mouth were slightly hooked, and her beautiful eyes stared at the majestic face of the Great Elder, confirming the authenticity of her worried daughter.

If there are conditions, it is better than no conditions, things are man-made, if the child is really a sword immortal who is higher than the sky, these conditions are nothing.

Good things are grinding, and few people will cherish them if they get them easily.

"One is one, two is two, the old man never lies, but the ugly words are in front, His Royal Highness Nannuo, you are the face of the demon race, don't do something out of the ordinary, the dogma is ruthless!"

The old man scolded angrily, waved his sleeves, and the flames scattered by the window into nothingness.

Zhong Shihan pursed her lips and looked at Yun Bun very uncomfortable.

Nan Nuo grimaced at the fire crow on the branch, pulled out the hairpin with his hand, and hummed Luoyang's favorite tune to change his mother's hairstyle to a better one, this cloud bun is indeed not good-looking.

When Luoyang becomes a sword immortal who is higher than the sky, he has to tell him to beat this old man well, relying on his red beard to be so spirited, this girl is still purple-eyed.

The battle between swords and swords at the top of Qiongxiao Peak came to an end, Luoyang took out two jars of wine between flowers from the Sumeru bag, threw one jar into the air, and praised the bandits in the mountains.

"The elder brother is mighty and domineering, my brother respects you!"

The bandit smiled heroically, sucked the wine jar into his palm steadily, patted the mud seal, saluted Luoyang, and drank it from afar.

The wine falls like a waterfall, and the mellow fragrance is everywhere.

With all the joy in his heart, the bandit opened his mouth and spit out the smell of wine, shook his hand and threw the wine jar to the east mountain, the branches and leaves shook, and the whistling sound shook the mountain forest.

"You bunch of dogs who don't want to give faces, Master Lichen can't bear it anymore, get out of here!"

The wine jar fell like a flying star from the sky, and hundreds of cultivators besieged the thin old monk together, and their legs were broken and their arms were broken.

The dust seemed to not smell foreign objects, and continued to chant Buddhist scriptures, the golden Buddha crossed the mountains and forests, and the injured recovered.

A small number of loose cultivators changed their faces, bowed to the dust, accompanied by Buddhist scriptures, and walked easily.

Most of them go deep into the mountains and forests, trying to find another way to the top of the mountain.

Kunlun Mountain is lively and noisy, and Qiongxiao Peak is dead and lonely.

Ling Qiwei leaned on the branch alone, hugging the sword box, looking at the gurgling water under the tree.

There is no doubt that Luoyang's words easily knocked on the door of the closed heart.

Regarding Shen Hualian, even if there is a little possibility, she will look for it without hesitation like a moth to a fire, but she just creates and makes people, the poisonous Gu has been placed, and all she can do is to find a way to detoxify and make amends.

The melodious whistle came into the forest, and the girl's divergent consciousness became even more blurred, and she unconsciously lowered her head and fell asleep.

The green leaves were sassy, the birds were frightened, and when she opened her eyes again, Ling Qiwei's beautiful eyes completely lost their brilliance, she carried the sword box like a puppet, and the imperial sword fell into the Ziwei Palace, and the skillful spell cast opened the warehouse, and the Sumeru bag was constantly filled with uncarved blank array plates.

Hearing the change, Xue Qingrou, who was checking the water quality in the inner room, strode into the warehouse, stared at Ling Qiwei's back, and shouted coldly: "Qi Wei, what are you doing?"

Saying that, Xue Qingrou raised her hand to hold the frame and carefully protected the vital points around her, she felt that Ling Qiwei at this moment was very strange and very wrong.

Ling Qiwei's movements froze, she glanced at the few remaining array disks, put the Sumeru bag into her arms, her face was clear of tears, and she murmured: "Senior sister, I need the array disk, I want to kill Qi Tianxiang! No matter what the price is, even if it is to die with him!"

Xue Qingrou's brows tightened, and just as she was about to open her mouth to persuade Ling Qiwei, the sword box behind Ling Qiwei suddenly opened, and the twelve immortal swordfish jumped out.

"Qi Wei?"

Xue Qingrou was shocked, sideways and embarrassed to avoid the Changtian Sword, waved her hand and released the thirty-six fairy swords in her sleeve, the sword light was staggered, the twenty-four fairy swords trapped Ling Qiwei's fairy sword in mid-air, and the remaining twelve fell beside Ling Qiwei, intending to bind Ling Qiwei in place.

The sword aura was sharp, but Ling Qiwei didn't care about rushing towards the twelve immortal swords, her arms were open, her eyes were slightly closed, and she looked like she was looking for death.