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"Eighty-one?" Su Changan's answer made Mu Guiyun stunned. He looked at Su Chang'an carefully, just like the morning realm.

Although he had also heard that this Tianlan Academy, the only apprentice who had been accepted for more than ten years, was extremely talented, and at the General Star Meeting at the beginning of the year, he used the power of gathering spirits to defeat several masters of the Nine Star Realm in a row. But he just relied on the inheritance star spirit left to him by Mo Tingyu, and now that he has reached the Fanchen Realm, the monks with a little qualification have touched the threshold of "meaning" to some extent, and this advantage of relying on the inheritance will only get smaller and smaller.

It is also quite a remarkable thing to be able to defeat one against two in the same realm, and eighty-one is that he is difficult to do when he is in the Prosperous Morning Realm.

But Su Changan's grim look told him that eighty-one was not a lie.

Mu Guiyun couldn't help but be interested, he raised his eyebrows, and after scanning his eyes, he said, "There are thirty-six in total, no problem, right?"

Su Changan nodded calmly, he didn't know why Mu Guiyun handed everyone over to him, but he didn't want to dig deeper, because he was already impatient to use the knife in his hand to cut off someone's head.

For the first time.

This boy from the North Gate.

decided to show the evil in his heart naked in front of the eyes of the world.

That moment.

His knife let out a long knife roar.

"It's just a slash. He said.

Then under Mu Guiyun's impressive eyes, surging spiritual power rushed out.

He was wrapped in the sword intent, spiritual flame, and purple lightning thunder in the sky, and flew out like a rainbow.

At that time, the snow stained his clothes white, and his clear eyes shone with the fierce light of a wolf.

Inside the dragon god general's house.

Hundreds of large red lanterns were hung high, and maids and servants walked back and forth from table to table with delicious food and wine.

Sima Changxue, who was covered with her head covered, couldn't see the situation outside, but she could probably guess that this should be a very lively scene.

She inevitably has some mixed tastes in her heart, which is a scene she often dreams of.

It's just a pity that the person who received these congratulations with her was not him.

Beside her stood a man she had never met.

She only knew that his name was Bei Tongxuan, from Xiliang, and he was the new god general of the Great Wei.

She also knew that in order to marry her, he had killed a woman who had been waiting for him for years. This matter has long been rumored in the market, but no one has come out to stop it, not even he himself is silent about it.

And now that she is going to marry him, she has resentment, grievances, and sadness in her heart. But in the end, she had no choice but to accept her fate, even if she was Sima Changxue and the daughter of Prime Minister of Great Wei. She didn't have the courage to disobey her father.

Worship heaven and earth!

A loud and long-tailed voice sounded.

The atmosphere in the Divine General's Mansion finally reached a climax at this time.

Guests raised their glasses and celebrated.

On the high platform directly in front of them, a man dressed in red and a woman wearing a red hijab turned around and bowed in the direction of everyone.

As soon as the salute was finished, the crowd remembered a burst of applause.

Two worship high halls!

The two newcomers turned around again, and there was only one old man above the high hall, with white eyebrows and hair, and half-squinted eyes.

That is one of the most powerful people in the Great Wei today, Sima Xu, who has been sitting in the position of prime minister for decades.

When the two of them bowed down to him, the face of the prime minister of Dawei, who had never been smiling, finally showed a rare smile.

Husband and wife worship each other!

The two turned their heads and stood opposite each other.

This is the last gift. After the ceremony, the two have been husband and wife since then, a legitimate husband and wife.

But strangely, there was not the slightest joy on the man's face, as if he was about to face a trivial matter like eating and washing.

The woman who was covered with her head also seemed to hesitate, and the two fell into some kind of stalemate at this moment.

The atmosphere in the mansion became silent, and the face of the old man sitting on the high platform became gloomy.

"Ahem. Husband and wife bow to each other!" The man in charge of the presiding officer was also a little embarrassed, he cleared his throat and said again.

The two people on the stage stiffened when they heard this, but they still didn't make the slightest movement.

"Come on, goodbye, the old man is a little sleepy. The old man above the high hall picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip, and said.

His voice was not loud, but it made everyone present suddenly feel a chill.

The two of them finally moved, their backs slowly bent and their heads lowered. But they do it slowly, as if what they are about to bow down to is not a mate they will be with each other in the future, but some kind of fate, some kind of fate that they are not willing to submit.

"Jiaolong!" and at that moment, a roar exploded like thunder.

The same thing slammed open the main entrance of the main hall of the Divine General's Mansion.

It was a long spear, scarlet with a dragon phantom attached to it, and it was wrapped in wind and snow. It roared like an arrow off the string.

It was a sudden, very quick shot.

Most of those present have not yet recovered from this shock. The gun had already arrived in front of the man in red on the stage.

The cold face of the man in red did not change in the slightest because of this.

He stretched out his hand and gently grabbed Sima Changxue, who was still in a daze, and blocked her behind him.

Then a flash of light flashed in his cold eyes, and dozens of flying swords suddenly appeared behind him. As soon as the man's thoughts moved, the flying swords rushed out towards the spear like thunder.

Boom exploded with a bang.

Although the spear was powerful, it was knocked out alive after a few moments of stalemate with the flying sword of the man in red.

A riding boot stepped in at this moment.

Its owner held out his hand, and the scarlet spear landed firmly in his hand.

"Mu Guiyun?"

The guests recognized the identity of the man who had suddenly appeared in front of them at a glance, and they let out a burst of exclamations and began to ask each other about the reason.

On the high platform, Bei Tongxuan looked at Mu Guiyun who suddenly appeared with a cold face, he was a little puzzled, and was about to say something. But Sima Changxue, who was hiding behind him, was shocked the moment he heard the identity of the comer. Without thinking about it, she tore off the hijab on her head, crossed Beitongxuan who was blocking in front of her, and called out in a lost voice: "Return to the clouds!"

The anxiety in her tone and the concern in her eyes made everyone present understand the reason in an instant. And some people with a heart even smiled secretly, saying that they had a good show this time.

Bei Tongxuan's brows also furrowed, he looked at the woman beside him, and then at the man with a cold face, carrying a gun, and walking step by step. Finally, he said, "You shouldn't have come." ”

"Why. Mu Guiyun asked in a cold voice, but he didn't look at Bei Tongxuan from beginning to end, his gaze seemed to be glued, falling on Sima Changxue, who was wearing a wedding dress, and never left for a moment.

"You're no match for me. Bei Tongxuan shook his head and replied as if sighing. "There's no choice, you came, just gave your life in vain. ”

Bei Tongxuan knew very well that Mu Guiyun had no choice. Because it is the stuff of the five princes, the competition at the birthday banquet of the Holy Emperor can be said to be fun. If it was taken out by Mu Guiyun at his wedding, it means that Mu Guiyun's actions have the acquiescence of the five princes behind him. No matter how he said it, he was also a Great Wei Divine General personally awarded by the Holy Emperor, and this wedding was also married by the Ming Media, and he even got the approval of the Holy Emperor.

Before the Holy Emperor returned to the Sea of Stars, it was expected that the Five Princes would not dare to do such a disobedient thing.

And Mu Guiyun, who has no choice, is one realm lower than Beitongxuan, such a Mu Guiyun will definitely not be his opponent. For this, Beitongxuan has absolute confidence.

"Whether it's an opponent or not, you won't know until you've beaten it!" Mu Guiyun finally withdrew his gaze that fell on Sima Changxue, the momentum on his body suddenly became surging, and terrifying spiritual power fluctuations rose from his body.

He used such actions to tell Bei Tongxuan his choice.

Bei Tongxuan seemed to have expected it, so he still couldn't see the slightest surprise on his face, he just turned his head and bowed to Sima Xu, who was sitting on the stage.

"Father-in-law, leave this matter to your son-in-law. Bei Tongxuan said.

"Hmm. Sima Xu, who was half-squinting, nodded, and picked up the teacup next to him again very casually, and before drinking the tea, he said: "Go ahead, just teach a lesson, after all, it is the son of Lord Taiwei." Some are arbitrary, and it is not surprising. ”

"Yes. Beitong Xuan replied in a deep voice, and then he turned around, and his body also surged out of surging spiritual power fluctuations at this time.

But it is different from Mu Guiyun's vast and powerful spiritual power. The spiritual power he released carried a coldness, a killing intent that made people's hearts tremble if it was substantial.

That killing intent directly enveloped Mu Guiyun's body, and his hand holding the gun trembled for a while. But it wasn't because he was afraid, but that cold aura seemed to have some kind of breathtaking power, which hindered the operation of his spiritual power.

Only then did he understand that Bei Tongxuan at the Holy Emperor's birthday banquet had hidden most of his strength. Because of this, his heart also had some doubts, why did such a powerful Beitong Xuan rank only eighty-seven on the heavenly list?

"You're really no match for me. Beitong Xuan's cold voice sounded again, and he said it so earnestly, as if he was sincerely persuading Mu Guiyun.

Mu Guiyun already understood that what he said was true the moment Beitongxuan released that killing intent. But he wasn't going to give up.

He is Mu Guiyun.

He is the son of the captain of the dynasty.

It is the top of the star list.

It is a genius demon who is known to be comparable to Mo Tingyu.

So his eyebrows sank and he let out a low snort. He suppressed the cold killing intent that was constantly invading his body.

Then he tapped his toes on the ground, and his figure flew out like lightning.

At that time, the winter wind rose again, and a pool of cold snow poured into the lantern-lit Divine General's Mansion.

But his eyes were like stars, and his guns were like dragons.

Through this side of the wind and snow, he decided to go.