Mu Wanfeng's breathing was sudden and rapid, like a person who had been thirsty for several days, and his tone had changed.

"What, you tell me clearly?"

Mo Yushu sighed again and narrated: "Lan, the sex is cold and fierce, and those who ask for it but can't get it don't know how many, if it's not Zhuo, it can't move its heart, and it can't get its affection, how can it belong to the people surnamed Ruan?"

"The change of the dome in the past, Qing was in danger, Lan treated each other with words, with swords against each other, proved his heart and helped Qing leave, and carried the bitter water to himself. ”

"Simu has become a boat, it is difficult to collect the water, and it is afraid of affecting relatives, so it is secretly studied Qinglian, and it is limited to three years, in order to keep clean and worthy of the Qing!"

Speaking of this, Mo Yushu suddenly got up from excitement, staggered over, and lifted Mu Wanfeng's clothes.

"Ran Qing! Quan didn't notice the situation, he was angry against the rumors, he said that he was infatuated with chiseling, and he changed the way in the middle of the road, and he swore an oath, and regretted that he had him!"

"Qing Ben is a man, he doesn't take on his own job, but he is a fake daughter's hand, and he is the weight of the collapse......!

Mo Yushu consciously scolded him to no avail, and let go of the hand that was holding him.

Mu Wanfeng lost his strength due to shock, couldn't stand steadily, and sat on the ground dejectedly.

Mo Yushu glanced at him, and sighed again: "Today, if it is in the sky, if it is night, you may be able to see its side." However, the sky is already clear, that is, when you see it, it is also separated by yin and yang, and it is too late to regret~"

Mu Wanfeng's expression was sluggish, and the high wall that had been built up in his heart collapsed in an instant.

Since three years ago, everything has been connected and everything has been explained.

It turns out that she hasn't changed, only herself has changed.

Qinglian Sword Technique!

Mu Wanfeng stood up and looked at Mo Yushu with red eyes.

"You just said that she, she cultivated the Qinglian Sword Technique?"

If it's just getting married, it's not a big deal. Isn't it just a little green on his head, he hasn't been greened.

As long as Xiang Xuelan's mind hasn't changed, it's good to get it back.

But what is the Qinglian Sword Technique, after the Xuantian Sect Ancestor cultivated, he didn't live for three years!

Even if Xiang Xuelan is extremely talented, if she wants to survive it, it is tantamount to a fool's dream. Even if it lasts for three years, there will be another three years.

However, the Qinglian Sword Technique is a fragment, and this is a path to death!

Seeing Mu Wanfeng stand up, Mo Yushu sat back again, too lazy to take care of him.

He was genuinely angry.

The person who wins the heart does nothing, and the person who has nothing to do with it jumps up and down.

He also has a deep helplessness, whether public or private, how can he want to see today's situation?

I only hate that my strength is not enough, and in the face of Kong Ye in the Hundred Tricks Realm, let him continue to cultivate for the past three years, he is still not an opponent, so he can only hope for Mu Wanfeng.

Mu Wanfeng breathed heavily and turned around suddenly.

"Stop!"

Seeing that Mu Wanfeng was still moving forward, Bai Wufeng signaled left and right to intercept, and he also stood up, and shouted again: "I'll let you stop!"

Blocked by more than a dozen masked people, Mu Wanfeng finally stopped, but there was an extra giant sword in his hand.

Bai Wufang looked at his back and said coldly, "Have you forgotten what you promised me?"

Mu Wanfeng held Qianjun's hand and couldn't help but tighten a little.

"I'm going to Lingxiao Tower. ”

Bai Wufang's eyes narrowed into a slit: "What if I don't let you go?

Mu Wanfeng was silent.

Looking at his attitude, Bai Wufang's eyes even turned a little colder.

"You're going, you can, kill me first!"

Mu Wanfeng still didn't speak.

Bai Wufang sneered: "What, can't you do it?"

Mo Yushu looked at the two of them, and interjected as if intentionally or unintentionally: "People have good and bad luck, and things have priorities, how can they generalize?"

Mu Wanfeng put away Qianjun and turned to look at the white and flawless eyes.

"You know, I'm not going to do that, but I'm going to go!"

After a while, Bai Wufang's coldness disappeared and he snorted heavily.

"Okay, I won't stop you, but have you thought about it, this matter is irreparable, what can you do if you go? You are alone, are you Kong Ye's opponent?"

"I'm afraid that you won't even be able to grab that woman's corpse, and you'll have to pay for yourself. If you still believe in me, go with me, and consider the long term. ”

............

Valley of Flowers

The wedding date will be in two days, and this matter is not big or small, which makes Tang Yuping have a headache.

For the marriage between juniors, Kong Ye took great pains to feast, and asked her master to support the party, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd.

After thinking about it again, she still instructed a disciple to go to Wen Hua's residence to remind her.

Not long after, Wen Hua appeared in the main hall, with a few Supreme Elders by his side.

Tang Yuping hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Master, elders." ”

Wen Hua bowed his head and said, "Gather all the people in the Purple Mansion Realm and go to Lingxiao Pavilion!"

Tang Yuping was slightly shocked in his heart, this is not like going to congratulate, but more like going to smash the field.

Yuntian Palace

After Mu Wanfeng's last trouble, the entire Tianquan Peak was like a frosted eggplant.

Everyone had the expression of a dead father, with twelve points of caution, and spoke like a woman who had never seen anyone in the boudoir, as thin as a mosquito.

The peak masters of all peaks received orders early and gathered in the Qingxu Palace. Now Lu Qingquan, the speaker of Yuntian Palace, has not appeared for a long time.

On the contrary, in the past few years, Wan Beichen, who has not participated in the deliberations, rarely sat in the hall, looking unhappy with my uncle, and looking unpleasant to no one.

Yun Lan sat on Yaoguang Peak's side, comforting Xuanjing, who was also unhappy.

The rest of the people looked as usual, it can be said that they all accepted Xiang Xuelan's love three years ago, otherwise they might not be able to live in peace.

It's just that as far as the wedding banquet is concerned, they just go through the motions except for regret, and they don't have much opinion.

A little after a while

A disciple whose name he could not name appeared in front of the temple gate, causing everyone to look at him in unison.

The disciple was startled, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "The palm and the head are outside the hall, let the senior uncles go out and out." ”

Since the death of Gu Taiqing, Qiu Fusheng, and Gu Ling, Tianquan Peak has not been answered, and the disciples with words are different every time, and everyone is used to it.

As everyone except for the main hall, they saw Lu Qingquan and a group of elders standing in the open space outside the hall.

Lu Qingquan's gaze swept over the peak master one by one, and after seeing that there were no fewer people, he said loudly: "Go to Lingxiao Pavilion!"

Soaring Court

After several thunderstorms, Kong Ye asked someone to renovate the entire Lingxiao Pavilion.

Not only that, but he also regarded this wedding banquet as a grand event, and specially sent people to collect all kinds of rare beasts as ingredients to feast in all directions.

At the top of the main hall, he put his hands behind his back, scanned the pavilion hall full of lights, and looked at the sea of clouds Miao Miao, his mood was excited.

Except for the people, everything has a new look, as if they are welcoming the family after two days.

That's right, he and Xiang Xuelan's family affair!