On that day, he left in a rage, saying disdain, but he prepared this wedding with a blank eye, the stone tablet, the pillar, every happy word, was written by him himself, every place in the ancient sword sect was arranged by his own hands, and there was a wedding dress in his storage ring that he had refined day and night.

Even though he was humiliated, he was full of joy, but in the end, it was still a joke......

"Hahahaha. I should have died in the hands of Shen Feiyu in the first place!" Qin Huai wished that he would die on the sword dao inheritance, so that he would not suffer so much again.

"Little Master Ancestor......" Qing Ling stood aside, not knowing how to dissuade him.

"Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Qin Huai's eyes were red, and he almost wanted to go crazy. The green tendons on his neck and forehead jumped straight, and his chest rose and fell violently, as if he was about to explode, but the cold and killing intent that no one could enter was condensed again.

But all this, Di Qinghuan didn't know......

In the forbidden land of the back mountain, Emperor Qinghuan stood quietly by the lake, watching the starry sky hanging high, the stars were dotted, and the breeze came slowly, taking away the only temperature, like an eternal stone carving.

Hu Yao's voice shattered the silence.

"Master, why did you spare the Ancient Sword Sect?"

"When the Ancient Sword Sect is gone, the human world will be in chaos. Di Qinghuan said calmly.

Hearing this, Hu Yao nodded slowly, looked at the cold side face of the master, and finally couldn't help asking, "Master, I don't know if I should say something or not?"

Di Qinghuan's tone was slightly cold: "Since you don't know, don't ask." ”

She naturally knew what Hu Yao wanted to ask, but her mouth was full of bitterness, and she didn't want to say anything, and she couldn't say anything.

She gave everything in exchange for his return. She really didn't want to hurt him if she could.

Faced with the master's warning, Hu Yao was full of doubts and could only put it back in his stomach.

"What about gluttony?" said Di Qinghuan.

"I went to the Forgotten Abyss. Hu Yao said vigilantly, could it be that the master still has a grudge for gluttony?

But in the next second, Di Qinghuan didn't continue the topic, as if he didn't care.

Time passed minute by minute, Hu Yao couldn't help sleeping, and began to sleep in Di Qinghuan's arms, sleeping very well, without a sound.

Di Qinghuan clenched the red silk in his hand, his eyes were full of pain.

Let me indulge one last time, without a little sweetness, I'm afraid I won't be able to go through the hard life in the future......

In the early morning of the vertical day, the stone carvings by the lake began to freeze and dissolve, and Emperor Qinghuan dragged his body, which was stiffened by standing for a long time, and appeared in the main hall of Jiuxiao Palace.

Qingling, who was discussing the wedding with everyone, saw Di Qinghuan's face tense and stepped forward quickly.

"Supreme Master Ancestor. "The people saluted.

Di Qinghuan waved his hand and sat on the main seat, and the trembling Aoyun Zhenjun was very conspicuous.

"What about him?"

Qing Ling naturally knew who the Supreme Master Ancestor was talking about, and said with some hesitation, "Little Master Ancestor, after leaving last night, he didn't return, and the disciple doesn't know where he went. ”

Di Qinghuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "How are the preparations for the wedding?"

"The little master ancestor has already arranged it, but the Supreme Master Ancestor wants to modify it?" Qing Ling said.

Di Qinghuan clenched her fists, and the chair made of spirit wood was crushed by her.

Ning Huan was so liked by him, he didn't hesitate to violate ethics, and even arranged the wedding himself! What he did yesterday, he was afraid that he hated her very much......

Several people in the audience glanced at each other, looking at the murderous Supreme Master Ancestor, and they all trembled in their hearts. A few years later, the Supreme Master Ancestor was even more moody.

obviously wanted to marry the little master, but the wedding that the little ancestor personally arranged for her was disgusted by her in every way.

"Replaced, there is nothing left!"

The cold voice resounded through the hall, making everyone's faces slightly pale.

"Yes. Qingling replied.

Di Qinghuan closed his eyes, hid the pain in his eyes, walked down the steps step by step, and stopped when he passed by Aoyun Zhenjun.

"Aoyun, did you collect your disciple's corpse yesterday?"

"I didn't take her as a ......" apprentice.

Before he finished the last word, he was stopped by Qing Ling and glared at Ao Yun angrily. Why is this junior disciple of his so stupid, the Supreme Master Ancestor said that Ning Huan is his disciple is his disciple, and he dares to refute it. And it is clear that the Supreme Master Ancestor does not want Ning Huan to be under the name of the Little Master Ancestor.

Qingling said, "Back to Master Taizu, after the death of Ning Huan's nephew yesterday, it has not been dealt with for the time being. ”

Her parents have always loved their daughter. Di Qinghuan said leisurely.

"Yes, the disciple understands and immediately sends Ning Huan back to the human realm so that their family can be reunited. Qingling said with interest.

Emperor Qing happily bowed his head and went out slowly.

When the figure disappeared completely, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Especially Aoyun Zhenjun almost fell to the ground, and the dignified Yuan Infant was covered in cold sweat and almost fainted.

"Senior brother, my life is on hold......" Aoyun Zhenjun noticed the meaningful look in the eyes of the Supreme Master Ancestor when he left, and he felt like a bolt from the blue.

"Well deserved. Lingyan Zhenjun said angrily, "You know her temperament, and you dare to anger her, aren't you looking for death?"

"But Ning Huan is obviously not my disciple, and I am not a fool, accept Ning Huan as a disciple!" Aoyun Zhenjun retorted, "Why does the Supreme Master Ancestor have to hang Ning Huan under my door!"

Qing Ling said coldly, "What do you say?"

Those insightful eyes made Aoyun Zhenjun swallow the sophistry in his heart, and said aggrievedly: "I didn't mean to make the Supreme Master Ancestor angry three times or twice. ”

Seeing the still unrepentant appearance, Qing Ling also felt physically and mentally tired, and said, "Senior brother, if there is a next time, I can't protect you, so you can do it yourself." ”

With that, he turned around and went out the door.

Lingyan Zhenjun also shook his head helplessly and said, "Your mouth, if you can't speak, don't say it, you won't have to kill yourself, and even the ancient sword sect will be affected." ”

"What can I do?"

"Go and deal with the Li family in the human world. ”

Aoyun Zhenjun looked at the back of Senior Brother Lingyan who left in disappointment, he was also uncomfortable and painful, he really knew that he was wrong, Ning Huan's matter, he didn't mean it.

If the Li family can be exchanged for the satisfaction of the Supreme Master Ancestor, then what if the killing is made.

On a cliff outside the Ancient Sword Sect, Emperor Qinghuan stood quietly on the cliff with an expressionless face.

Under the cliff, a man is hitting the water with his bare hands under the waterfall, banging, splashing, and sometimes stormy waves.

Di Qinghuan clenched her fists, and the resentful appearance of her eyes made her finally realize that Qin Huai really hated her, and he still wanted her to die.

But also, if he hadn't hated her, he wouldn't have killed her in the first place.

Isn't the faintly painful soul the best interpretation?

Just when he was in a trance, a black hole broke through the sky, and a white figure fell on Di Qinghuan's side, with a restrained temperament. If it weren't for the residual coercion between heaven and earth, I'm afraid they would all think he was a mortal.

"You're going to marry a mortal?"

Di Qinghuan looked back, and after seeing the man in white clearly, his expression changed slightly, and then he chuckled, "What are you doing?"

"How can I not come to your wedding?" Feng Qingzhi's face was calm, his cold face, and his cold temperament were extremely similar to Qin Huai.

It's just that Qin Huai is extremely immature, while Feng Qingzhi is already standing at the peak of the Five Realms.

"Regret it?" Di Qinghuan sneered.