As soon as these words came out, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly froze, and no one said anything again.

Although in front of Lin Yucheng, Su Qinghuai and others, Lingjun and Long Yingyun showed appropriate hostility towards each other, and it was not to the point of life and death, but both of them knew in their hearts - their relationship could not be improved by getting along for a long time.

Because of the evil relationship between Long Yingyun and Xuanming Sword, Ling Jun had no way to kill him, which was a time bomb that would explode if she didn't know when she would explode if she wasn't careful, and she had long been thinking about how to deal with him.

As for Long Yingyun, he also felt that Lingjun was very troublesome - he had already seen her weirdness and toughness, such an enemy was always around, and it was possible to stare at him all the time, and kill him if he had the chance...... It's a horror story, okay?

The two of them have their own positions, and this contradiction cannot be solved by a simple Heavenly Dao Oath - who made the relationship between Xuanming Sword and Heavenly Dao complicated, and the Heavenly Dao Oath may have loopholes if it is made?

Until today, the showdown finally happened.

Long Yingyun was not panicked in his heart, because he was not sure if Xuan Qing could kill him, and now he was almost at an absolute disadvantage, and it was difficult to ensure his safety.

After thinking about it, he decided to make it clear.

"In the past, I have always wondered how a sword can contain so many Great Dao Perceptions...... And the Cangdi bloodline in my body...... You should have sent it through that sword, right?" Long Yingyun said calmly, "You are a wood spirit?" No, you are a sword spirit at all, and your body is a Xuanming sword, right?!"

Ling Jun was not surprised that he would guess her identity, after all, as long as he thought about what happened in the mountain and sea realm before Jing Han Dao got the sword, plus his own personal experience, and a little bit of association, the answer would be self-evident.

"So what?" she asked rhetorically, "what, you want to blackmail me with this?"

Long Yingyun did think about blackmailing Lingjun with this, but seeing her like this, he knew that it was impossible to succeed, he was silent for a moment, and said: "I was lucky to survive after inheriting your love back then, and after getting along for so long, you haven't taken my life, so ...... Is it useful for you to keep me, or ...... You can't do that?"

Of course not, but after discovering that he couldn't do this, Ling Jun quickly figured out the "Eighteen Uses of Long Yingyun" - and now it's time to come in handy.

"You got the inheritance of a powerful book ghost in the Trick Book Spirit Building, right?" she said leisurely, "I did want to kill you at first, but then I changed my mind, after all, you are my spirit slave, you are strong, and I will not suffer, the contract you made with the Xuanming Sword, even if you cultivate to the Mahayana, it is useless......"

She laughed wickedly twice, and she looked very much like a vile villain.

Long Yingyun has realized this for a long time over the years, but when he heard her say this, he couldn't help but be gloomy - one wrong step, one wrong step, he was ignorant and gullible at the beginning, and now he ended up like this...... It was also fate.

"What do you want me to do?" he didn't want to go around in circles with her anymore, "Say, I can promise you anything I can." ”

"Good. Ling Jun snapped his fingers, "Originally, I thought that if you keep fighting with me, I will throw you to those remnants as companions when I leave, but now, it's not impossible to leave with you." ”

Long Yingyun: "......" You're the big guy, you have the final say, okay?

"I need you to ......"

Ling Jun's words were scattered in the wind, and only Long Yingyun heard it, he looked up at her in surprise, a little hesitant, but finally agreed.

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Watagawa Sento.

There seems to be some difference in the speed of time between the Taishi Secret Realm and the Zhichuan Immortal Capital, the Lingjun have already packed up the group of natives, and Ye Dumei and his party have just cooperated with other teams in the Spirit Realm to open the Zhichuan Immortal Palace.

When they opened the Asgard Palace, they had to fight against several powerful demon beasts, and although there were several distracted Venerables in the team, they also almost overturned, and at the end of the battle, the casualties of the team were not small.

As for the few Merge Venerables who should have also fallen into this world, they haven't met any of them so far, so I don't know if they disdain to deal with other people, or if they have already left.

Before entering the Zhichuan Immortal Palace, Ye Dumei once again summoned the team of the Yuntong Spirit Realm and reminded solemnly: "It is already so difficult just to open a gate, it is conceivable that there must be many crises in the Immortal Palace, you all have to be careful." ”

Everyone nodded.

"If we are still together after entering the Asgard Palace, then we will still advance and retreat together, if we are scattered after stepping into the gate of the Asgard, don't panic, give priority to saving your life, you don't have to force the treasure or something, other companions can meet and be together, and if you can't meet them, take care of yourself, you know?"

Ye Dumei was not a person with a strong sense of responsibility and a good temper, but with the "fate" of this common disaster, she gradually became an old mother and talked a lot.

But no one bothered her, and in the face of the unknown, she couldn't be too cautious.

After the opening of the Immortal Palace, the atmosphere of competition between the various spiritual realms became more and more intense, and in the end, the Yuntong Spiritual Realm only temporarily allied with the Chongyun Spiritual Realm and the Longshuo Spiritual Realm, while the Yanling Spiritual Realm was allied with the spiritual realm that had been friends with another generation.

After resting, the teams of the major spiritual realms entered the immortal palace one after another, and then they were silent.

After stepping through the gate of the fairy palace, Ye Dumei's eyes were dark, and she only heard the whistling wind in her ears, and it didn't take long for the wind to disappear, and the world was silent - she seemed to have entered some empty world, and gradually fell into a deep sleep unconsciously.

I don't know how long later, she woke up and found herself in a delicately furnished boudoir, reclining on a beauty couch, with an embroidery shed at hand, on which the pattern was only half-embroidered.

"Huh?"

Ye Dumei was stunned - she, embroidery?

How does it feel that something is wrong.

But the strange feeling that rose in her heart could not find the source, and she only vaguely remembered that she seemed to be a monk who did not agree with him......

Just as she was searching for her memory, a maid walked in from outside the door and said with a smile: "Miss, Madame sent someone to look for you, saying that there is an urgent matter, let's go here?"

After she appeared, the vague memories in Ye Dumei's mind receded like a tide, and her mind gradually became clearer-she was really sleepy, what a monk, but they were all legends of gods and ghosts, she couldn't think about it.

Ye Dumei dressed up, and soon walked towards her mother's yard like a real lady.

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