"Presumptuous!" A thunderous voice resounded through the hall, and an invisible coercion spread, and the prince's ears were in pain.

Outside the floating mountain, several old antiques who had not yet gone far all changed their faces when they heard the movement, they hadn't heard the sect master so angry for a long time.

"Senior brother!" the silver-haired old man walked between Wang Ziyi and the Glaive Sect Master, afraid that he would make a move.

Wang Ziyi's eyes flickered, looking at the Sect Master of the Glaive Sect, he didn't speak, gradually, the Sect Master's face was better, he was looking at the face of the silver-haired old man so he didn't care about Wang Ziyi.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill a fourth-order cultivator!" said the Glaive Sect Master slowly.

Hearing this, the silver-haired old man breathed a sigh of relief, Wang Ziyi was too much just now, he was really afraid that his senior brother would do it.

"I'll send you out!" the silver-haired old man said to Wang Ziyi.

"Hmm!"

The two kept walking out, and no one spoke, and suddenly the silver-haired old man was full of apologies and said, "I'm sorry, I originally asked you to come to learn the magic technique, but I didn't expect it...... Alas!"

"It's okay!" Wang Ziyi smiled, but it could be seen that he was not very happy in his heart, even the smile was very far-fetched, he didn't learn the supernatural powers, and he also learned the news that Yi Manying was about to get married, and his heart was really uncomfortable.

"I'm leaving!" Wang Ziyi directly said goodbye to the silver-haired old man and walked towards the Glaive Sect.

The figure of the silver-haired old man had long since disappeared, but Wang Ziyi's expression changed suddenly.

Then a string of information flowed into my mind: "The marriage is three days later, and the location is in Qingfeng Ling Fengyuan Square!"

Wang Ziyi was pleasantly surprised, this was the voice of the silver-haired old man, and he finally told Wang Ziyi the time and place.

Subsequently, Wang Ziyi appeared even more surprised, only to see a huge amount of information pouring into his mind. It turned out to be the strong art just now!

Wang Ziyi bowed behind him, and then walked out.

Behind, the silver-haired old man sighed: "The vigorous technique is considered to be compensation for you, and I told you it without telling him." ”

"I don't know if it's right or wrong to tell you, alas!

......

Wang Ziyi had already arrived at the gate of the Glaive Sect at this time. One more step and he walked out, but he stopped, his eyes twinkled, and then, as if he had made up his mind, ran back again.

Encountering a disciple of the Glaive Sect on the way, Wang Ziyi asked, "This fellow Daoist, where does Yi Manying live?"

This Glaive Sect disciple has a fat head and big ears, and there are two black moles symmetrically on his forehead, which looks quite "chic!".

"Are you looking for Yi Manying?" the disciple looked Wang Ziyi up and down. His eyes flickered, and his mouth kept chirping, as if he was analyzing Wang Ziyi.

Then he said: "You don't have to look for it! You don't have a play! A handsome and dashing handsome man like me has failed, you have no play at all!"

The prince was happy, and meeting such a person made him feel better.

"Then you tell me where she lives, anyway, I'll have to go find her first. It's so damned, isn't it?"

"That's right!" the disciple pointed his hand in the air and said, "I'll tell you the truth." I don't know!"

"You don't know that you've wasted me so long?" Wang Ziyi was angry, and then went to ask Gao Ming, and after asking a few people, he finally found a place.

This is the residence of a waterway person, and a few spiritual peach trees have been planted at the door, and a few peaches have been produced. Next to the peach tree, it seems to be Yi Manying.

Wang Ziyi saw Yi Manying's moving back from a distance, concave and convex, with straight and slender jade legs, waist-length black hair, and bright and beautiful.

"Easy ...... Man Ying!" This is the first time Wang Ziyi has called Yi Man Ying's name.

Hear the voice. The body was obvious for a while, but she didn't look back, on her face, she didn't know what expression at this time, since the last time she saw Wang Ziyi, her heart was confused, in cultivation, Wang Ziyi's figure often appeared, sometimes, she would ask, did she like him? But then there was a random scolding, that beast, how could I like him, but today Wang Ziyi came, her heart had both a desire to get closer, and a point of retreat.

"You...... You're here!" The sentence seemed to use up all of Yi Manying's strength, and her eyelashes fluttered.

"I'm coming! you...... Do you still hate me?" Wang Ziyi asked triedly.

"I ......" Thinking of that scene, Yi Manying's face appeared red, and his face was like a peach blossom.

"I don't know!" Yi Manying's heart was completely confused, and he was confused by Wang Ziyi's words.

"I heard...... Are you going to get married?" Wang Ziyi took a deep breath and said this sentence with difficulty.

Hearing this, Yi Manying's body trembled obviously, his eyes were closed, and he didn't make a sound. But in the corner of her eye, a pearl-like tear flowed.

"You ......" Wang Ziyi was about to speak, when suddenly Yi Manying shouted loudly.

"Get out, you get out of here!" Yi Manying's body was trembling.

Under Yi Manying's scolding, Wang Ziyi said loudly: "You don't want to marry him!" Wang Ziyi is not a person who is good at expressing feelings, so he said this.

Yi Manying's many words to scold Wang Ziyi were blocked in his throat by this sentence, his delicate body shook violently, and his face froze there.

"Come with me!" Behind him, Wang Ziyi's soft words came again.

But when he heard Yi Manying's ears, it was like thunder, the blood seemed to stop flowing, and his shoulders were stiff, but the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing.

Wang Ziyi's words immediately attracted a lot of people, everyone looked at Yi Manying and Wang Ziyi with wide eyes, many male cultivators had already shown murderous eyes, and female cultivators all showed envious eyes.

"I ......" Yi Manying hesitated, and when she heard Wang Ziyi say, "Come with me!", she felt joy in her heart, extreme joy, at this moment, she finally knew that she was in love with Wang Ziyi, but the reality made her have to think about it.

"I ...... I don't like you, you can go!" After saying this, Yi Man used all his strength, and his tears were like a flood that broke the embankment, gushing endlessly.

When the male cultivators heard this, they all looked at Wang Ziyi playfully, how many beautiful men had failed here before. You're no exception, it's better to be down-to-earth. Many of the female cultivators showed a look of regret, such a good man was rejected like this?

Wang Ziyi's expression froze, and he touched his nose with a wry smile, wanting to speak again, but he didn't know what to say. Finally, he said, "I'm gone, take care!"

Hearing Wang Ziyi's words, Yi Manying was stunned, Wang Ziyi's words just now suddenly made her feel extremely heartbroken, but didn't her words also make Wang Ziyi feel heartache?

Yi Manying squatted on the ground, clasped his knees with both hands, and tears flowed out as if he didn't want money.

Suddenly, a person walked in front of Yi Manying and sat down in front of Yi Manying.

"Master!" Yi Manying sobbed.

He is Yi Manying's master, a waterman. Yishuidao was a middle-aged man, with the kind of fatherly love between his eyebrows, and said, "You like him, but why do you say you don't like him?"

"I ......"

"You don't have to worry about the master, you decide your affairs!"

"My business, I decide!"

"Yes, why don't you go if he asked you to go with him? You are really willing to marry that guy Teng Jiu, that guy is not a good thing, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

"Sometimes the choice is only for a moment. Sometimes you miss it, maybe you really miss it!" said the head of the water.

"But maybe you haven't missed it this time. There's still a chance, take advantage of it!"

"Hmm!" Yi Manying nodded with red eyes, as if he understood. Then he laughed again and said, "How can there be a master like you, and you still teach your disciples to elope!"

"What's the matter, my master is not bad, right?"

......

Wang Ziyi didn't know how he got out, but he still returned to the Wuji faction. As soon as Wang Ziyi arrived in the Wuji Sect, he fell asleep, which was the first time he had slept since he became a monk.

I don't remember how long I slept, and in my dreams, it seemed like a long, long time had passed. Everything was over, including the marriage, and in the dream, a teardrop fell from the corner of Wang Ziyi's eye.

"Brush!"

Wang Ziyi opened his eyes and regained his vitality, he decided to go to Qingfengling Fengyuan Square, in the dream, time seemed to have passed a long time, but Wang Ziyi could still distinguish between illusion and reality, he knew that only one day had passed at this time, and there were still two days left before the time of marriage.

In the dream, Wang Ziyi had already regretted it once, so now he couldn't hesitate any longer, in the Glaive Sect, he could see that Yi Manying liked him, but he didn't know what the reason was, he didn't go with him, but he had to go to the marriage, and he decided to set off a wave in Fengyuan Square.

Out of the secret room, Wang Ziyi came to the retreat place of Beiyan, who was seriously injured and is still healing.

"Ziyi, you're here!" Wang Ziyi was just about to leave, when suddenly Beiyan's voice came from inside the secret room.

"Brother Beiyan, I thought you were still in retreat to heal!" The door of the secret room opened, and Wang Ziyi walked in.

......

"What, are you going to rob people?" After listening to Wang Ziyi's plan for this trip, Bei Yan almost jumped up, the marriage of the six major sects, the six sects will definitely be present, to rob people is to send them to death, and the six major sects do not allow anyone to pull down their face.

"Hmm!" Wang Ziyi nodded, he had made up his mind, if he didn't go, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"Alas, I know that you won't listen to what I say, and the decision you make can't be changed even by God! Then as a brother, I can only go to the soup with you!" Beiyan now regards Wang Ziyi as a real brother, and can live and die for it.

"I don't need you to go with me, I'm here to say goodbye to you this time!"

"What do you mean, you don't think of me as a brother too much!" Bei Yan's face fell.

"No matter what the outcome is this time, I don't think I will be able to come back, if I don't succeed, if I succeed, I will leave, and if I come back, I will fall into the net, right?"

Bei Yan's brows furrowed, what Wang Ziyi said was very reasonable.

"You take care of the sect, at least there is still a part of my hard work here, and when I return brilliantly, I hope to see the prosperity of the Wuji faction!"

"Brother, take care, I wish you success!" Bei Yan tried his best to suppress the tears in his eyes, he knew that Wang Ziyi would probably not be able to come back this time, but this is what Wang Ziyi must do, if he doesn't do it, he will regret it for the rest of his life, even if he is alive, what can he do?

"Take care!" Wang Ziyi patted Bei Yan on the shoulder and walked out.

"Brother, I'll wait for you to come back! One day, the two of us brothers will dominate the cultivation world together!" Standing on the top of the Phoenix Blood Ridge, Bei Yan's voice came slowly.

Wang Ziyi stood on top of the Spirit Heavenly Beast, glanced back, and then disappeared into the sky. (To be continued......)