Bai Shuang saw that he had seen Qiu Zhengyang in the Tianlei Gate before, and he had long known how much the senior sister valued this genius sword cultivator, and that sword was given to Qiu Zhengyang by the senior sister in the name of Lin Xuanzhen.

He didn't have any requirements other than regretting that he hadn't been able to find Senior Sister earlier, so that he could contact Master Mu Xuan to refine the Heaven Replenishing Pill in order to solve his scattered spirit physique.

To this day, he is still annoyed by his thoughtless bounty order, and often sees the senior sister sharpening her knife Huo Huo coming to the bear in his dreams.

Now, as long as Senior Sister can protect him during his next tribulation, he will be grateful.

What Bai Shuang is thinking about now is how to sort out the information that the senior sister wants before Chu Xishi.

Compared with Chu Xishi, his advantage is not small, after all, he is clear about the whole process of Chang Siyi's possession of yarrow, and he has even basked in the sun with the blood-colored yarrow on the Five Thunder Peak.

He already knew about these four places, and he had already sent Chu Yi to take charge of this matter.

Now only Shi Wu is by his side, responsible for some of the trivial chores he usually does.

There are disciples of small sects, looking at the female cultivator of the Jindan period who claimed to be Lin Xuanzhen who was sent by the Tianlei Sect to represent He Shou, and then looked at Qiu Zhengyang with a look of excitement after being praised, the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he was a little puzzled.

What is the identity of the strange female cultivator on the seat of the Heavenly Thunder Gate, and why does the city lord Qiu Shao care so much about her?

Even the Qiu City Lord and his wife were very polite to her.

But on this occasion, even the Yuhua Pavilion Master, one of the eight major sects, only knew how to stare at that female cultivator, but didn't raise any questions, how could it be their turn to speak?

This puzzle can only be pressed to the bottom of the heart.

Qiu Buzhi was afraid that Qiu Zhengyang would find an excuse to stay in Yunhe City and not leave.

At the moment, it is estimated that this female cultivator can take Qiu Zhengyang away, as the city lord of Yunhe City, why not be more polite?

Lin Xuanzhen and Qiu Buyi symbolically praised a few words, how good Qiu Zhengyang's performance was in Tianleimen on weekdays, she gave birth to the illusion that she was Qiu Zhengyang's middle school class teacher.

Just as they were polite to each other, a servant came to report: "City Lord, Haijiao Lou Yu Qingqing, with his disciple Yan Yinyin here." ”

Qiu Bumiao's brows furrowed imperceptibly, but Chen Susu poked his arm and motioned him to pay attention to his expression.

After all, the cultivation realm is poor, even if Yu Qingqing does not restore the cultivation of the Mahayana period, the highest level of Yunhe City is the consummation realm of the transformation period, and he can't afford to offend Haijiao Tower.

Qiu Bufu turned around and took Chen Susu's hand, and assured affectionately: "Susu, don't worry, even if my cultivation realm is not as good as Yu Qingqing, I won't let her speak disrespectfully to you." ”

The voice was so gentle that Lin Xuanzhen had goosebumps, and he couldn't help but lean back fifteen degrees.

Qiu Buyan's voice was strong and powerful, and the cultivator's ears were clear, and the guests in the banquet hall were all forcibly put on a show.

Qiu Zhengyang also heard it, but he was used to his father's behavior of not forgetting to show affection at all times, and he didn't overreact.

just silently stood behind Lin Xuanzhen, he made up his mind not to go back to his parents to beg for disgust.

Bai Shuang looked at the Qiu City Lord and his wife with a toothache on his face, this couple is really not ashamed!

Only Chu Xishi, with a look of envy, he also wanted to do this to Senior Sister!

It's a pity that the senior sister's cultivation is even more unfathomable than him, and he feels that he has no hope of saving the beauty as a hero in this life.

After Qiu Bufu finished speaking to Chen Susu, he turned his head and said to the servant: "Please invite the master of the Haijiao Mansion to come in! In addition, set up a seat for the master of the Yu Mansion and her disciples." ”

Before the servant went out to greet him, Yu Qingqing went straight into the banquet hall and didn't see anything outside.

Only this time, instead of revealing her proud face, she wore a pale pink scarf, which matched the blue robe on her body.

Lin Xuanzhen immediately understood why she was wearing a veil, I was afraid that the erysipelas of the Wisheng Pill was very strong, right?

Wison Pill is a heaven-level elixir, and the erysipelas of the medium-grade Wison Pill is very considerable.

Although Yu Qingqing's old illness was cured, it took longer for the residual erysipelas to be eliminated.

Erysipelas remains, which can cause redness, swelling and rash on the face, to swelling and ulceration.

For Yu Qingqing, who attaches great importance to his appearance, he naturally refuses to expose his flawed face to other monks.

Lin Xuanzhen carefully looked at the skin on her forehead, and it was indeed a little red and swollen.

But as the saying goes, beauty is in the bones, not in the skin.

Yu Qingqing can be the first beauty in the cultivation world for two thousand years, and she exudes the elegance and beauty of a white lotus flower from her bones.

What's more, she unleashed the coercion of the Mahayana period, so that the disciples in the banquet hall who were not high in cultivation did not dare to raise their heads and look directly.

Theoretically, no one should notice that her face is disfigured.

Seeing that many disciples in the banquet hall lowered their heads, Qiu Zhengyang, who was standing behind Lin Xuanzhen, didn't feel the coercion at all.

But he didn't think much about it, he just thought that Senior Sister Lin gave Senior Sister Lin something magic weapon that could eliminate the coercion of the high realm.

Lin Xuanzhen could clearly see through the veil of isolating his divine sense that Yu Qingqing's expression was still arrogant, but he had lost a little bit of self-confidence.

"City Lord Qiu, don't come unharmed. Yu Qingqing only said hello to Qiu Bufu, but completely ignored Chen Susu, the main owner of the birthday.

Her tone was intimate and gentle, and those who didn't know thought she had such a period with Qiu Buyi!

After saying that, Yu Qingqing waved his hand gently, and Yan Yinyin stepped forward with a congratulatory gift.

The congratulatory gift turned out to be a spiritual contract required for Taoist couples to form a deed of companionship, and only the two parties to the contract needed to add a divine sense mark to this spiritual contract.

Yan Yinyin was originally going to hand it to Chen Susu, but was stopped by Qiu Buzhi, and he asked inexplicably, "What is this?"

Yu Qingqing chuckled lightly and said in a tone of ambition: "This is the deed of my Haijiao Tower. My apprentice Yan Yinyin and your son Qiu Zhengyang, talented men and women, are a pair made in heaven. ”

Hearing this, Lin Xuanzhen turned his head to look at Qiu Zhengyang suspiciously, but saw him waving his hand again and again to deny it.

Chen Susu was also a little puzzled, frowned, poked his own Taoist companion with his elbow, and asked in a low voice, "You agree?"

Qiu Bufu shook his head and said, "How could I agree to this, I don't even bother to care about my son...... of private matters. ”

Yu Qingqing saw that the couple didn't react to his hint at all, so he had to pick out and say, "Are you not satisfied with this marriage?"

After speaking, Yu Qingqing's whole body became more vigorous, and the people who originally just lowered their heads and didn't dare to look directly were lying on the case.

Although Qiu Buzhi is only one line away from breaking through the refining period, after all, there is a gap between his cultivation and Yu Qingqing, not to mention Chen Susu.

He struggled to maintain his standing posture, hugged the pale-faced Chen Susu in his arms, blocked the coercion, and straightened his spine.

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Small Theatre:

Chen Susu: You're not going to sell Zhengyang casually, are you?

I don't care about him!

Chen Susu: If you don't care about him, won't my son suffer hardship?

Qiu Bufu: No, no, no, I mean I don't care about his personal affairs.