Even if they don't see each other for three years, even if everyone can forget it, they won't forget the owner of this voice.

Righteous path traitor, disciple of Sword Immortal Palace, Ye Qi!

"It's you!" Jian Chen took a step forward, his eyes staring sharply at the location where the voice was coming from.

It wasn't the place where Seven Nights first sit, nor was it a noble VIP seat, just a small and inconspicuous place near the high platform.

It's such a small place, no one would have thought that there would be such a big Buddha?

"Ye!seven!" Jian Chen scolded, just like he did three years ago, just like he did when he was in Xiao Penglai. Why, why every time their good deeds are always destroyed by this person, are they destined to make a mistake!

"It's been a long time since no one called me by that name. Qiye laughed, at this time, when he heard the name shouted from his opponent's mouth, he actually smiled.

"Now, I have a new name, and they are used to calling me, Lord of the Seven Nights!"

The younger generation around who participated in the wedding was in an uproar. Among them, some people are well-informed, know some details that happened in Xiao Penglai back then, and understand the grievances between Jianchen and Qiye.

And some, through various channels, also have an understanding of the newly rising Seven Nights Demon Lord of the Demon Dao.

But they never thought that the Seven Nights Demon Lord was Ye Qi, the traitor of the righteous path back then, and they didn't expect that on a day like today, he would actually dare to enter Yunzhou City, the territory of the righteous path, and prepare to make a big fuss.

Seven Nights Demon Lord, is he crazy? Or does he have some backhand?

Everyone was on guard, they were here to attend the wedding, in other words, they were here to hug the thigh of the Sword Saint Sect. If the thighs were here today, each of them would not be able to eat and walk around.

However, Qiye didn't seem to see the people around him, with wolf-like eyes, eager to swallow himself.

He just quietly looked at Han Xianzi on the stage, who was dressed in a red wedding dress, and Jian Chen, who was angry but angry beside her.

"Haha, Qiye, it's a hundred times better than your original name. Suddenly, Jian Chen, who was originally angry, sneered. He stroked his palm, as if it was a genuine compliment.

Qiye glanced at Jianchen with deep meaning, and said loudly in a tone that everyone could hear: "You too, Xiao Penglai said goodbye in a hurry that day, and I didn't expect that you, who were defeated by your subordinates, have broken through to the Immortal Land today." ”

Qiye said without scruples, and everyone listened without scruples. But everyone, in their hearts, couldn't help but curse Qiye, you know this secret, forget it, why bother to tell it openly, that annoyed and angry Jianchen, who knows what he will do!

Fortunately, after three years of tempering, Jianchen's temper and heart have also improved a lot, and he is not angry when the scars are revealed by Qiye.

"It's easy to say, the third sword of the Sword Wheel Dance that day, did it still hurt you to stab?"

"Haha, if you don't die, you won't see me today. But it's a pity. Nanaya said, shaking his head. "It's a pity, even if you break through to the sevenfold magic technique, and Jian Fengxue has tried her best to get you the rare elixir Baixi Pill, you still don't have a strong heart, and you are still just a poor worm dressed in the skin of a tiger. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about! You're looking for death!"

"I'm talking nonsense? I've told you so much, have you been notified that you've been rushing here?

"The first time you saw me, you didn't think about how to defeat me, but immediately thought of finding people, what is the difference between using those righteous old guys to suppress me in Xiao Penglai?"

"In my opinion, no matter how hard you have worked in the past three years, you are always a weak person without a strong heart!"

Weakling...... Weakling...... Qiye's words were like a spell, echoing in the ears of every monk, and they desperately covered their ears, and even used their true qi to close their hearings, still feeling that the words were so clear.

Jian Chen's face was pale, but he didn't have the words to refute. He did use the code to quietly inform the back hand reserved for him by Jian Fengxue as soon as he heard Qiye's voice.

Originally, I was going to guard against those monks who had bad intentions towards Baixi Dan, but I didn't expect to wait for seven nights.

Being humiliated in front of everyone like this, no matter how Rao is tempered heart, Jianchen is already on the verge of going berserk.

The bruises in his fists were clenched, and his eyes were wide open. "Since you know this, you dare to stay here and make a big fuss, and when my Sword Saint Sect arrives, it will be the time when you die!"

Jian Chen's words were gloomy, but in Qiye's heart, it was like a gust of wind blowing, and there were no ripples.

"It seems that wisdom will never be found in you. If I can see your actions and purposes, how can I stand here stupidly and talk to you?"

Saying that, Qiye stomped his feet, and with his stamping, the entire Han family's mansion trembled, and the momentum was even greater than the crystal platform that fell from the sky just now.

A circle of white frost that was even larger than when Seven Nights first came out of the Demon Refining Cave spread from under the feet of Seven Nights, encompassing everyone in an instant.

Many people only felt a cold wind blowing on their faces, as if their feet were about to freeze, and they couldn't move under stiffness.

More people wanted to use their true qi to break away from the cold, but they were equally frightened to find that there was an extra stream of foreign true qi in their bodies, blue-purple true qi, which was being built into small long swords in their bodies, cutting off the operation of the meridian true qi with a fierce eye.

Only a few people who have cultivated above the sixth level can still move unaffected after the crossing of the white frost, but their faces are a little poor.

In the center, Qiye, Han Xianzi and Jianchen stood on three sides, and everyone did not speak.

Jian Chen is a sevenfold sword immortal, but he doesn't have the means of seven nights, and he can control almost all the monks in the Han Mansion in the blink of an eye.

"What do you want to do!" Jian Chen threw a bogey, he held this wedding banquet for the greater purpose of making a name for himself and accumulating more prestige.

Right now, the wedding was ruined, and the monks of the same generation who were watching the ceremony were controlled by the Demon Lord Seven Nights, and his face seemed to be beaten to the core.

What's even more irritating is that he had to take the initiative to speak and negotiate with Qiye. Otherwise, if it spreads out and ends up with a reputation of not being saved, it will really be ruined!

"I don't want to do anything, I just don't want to see someone become a tool to be used, that's all. ”

When Qiye spoke, his eyes stared at Han Xianzi, who was silent.

This is the first time they have met since Xiao Penglai said goodbye, and it has been three years since the last meeting.

For three years, Han Xianzi seemed to be colder than before, and the feeling on his whole body was not to approach.

Han Xianzi was just light and quiet before, but now she has become cold and indifferent, it seems that in the past three years, she has also experienced a lot of things.

The children of large families, the more thoroughly they see the problem, the more eccentric their personalities become. This is a common disease and there is no cure.

"No, you don't. This is Han Xianzi's answer to Qiye, she doesn't need, she doesn't need someone who has betrayed their team to save the happiness she has done.

Even the family has abandoned herself and is a chess piece, where does she get her happiness?

Even if she is a fairy, even if she is an indispensable genius of the younger generation, her strength, in the eyes of those big people, is only acceptable after all.

Rabbits, which are a little bigger than ants, are still just a delicacy to be slaughtered in front of the eagles soaring high in the sky.

"I'm not asking for your opinion. Qiye replied coldly as well, and his calm tone surprised both Han Xianzi and Jian Chen.

Their memory is still stuck in Xiao Penglai, at that time of the seven nights, he was still a teenager with a degree of advance and retreat, persistence and morality, at that time, although he was sometimes poor, on the whole, he was still accommodating to people and things.

When has he become like this, there is no doubt that he is a little cold, arrogant and even indifferent.

It turned out that time had changed not only themselves, but also the remaining memories in their minds, all of which were being tampered with.

Otherwise, how can we say that the past is unbearable to look back on? Because the more we look back, the more sad we will be.

"Let her go with me, spare your life, and spare the lives of the monks. ”

The monks in Qiye's mouth were the monks who were controlled by his frost white ring, and the words he said to spare your life aroused the anger of Jian Chen's patience.

"Are you really unable to beat you?"

"If you are confident, how can you be cowardly before you fight, and call for people in the first place?"

"That's because, I want to be completely prepared and planned to anticipate the accomplices you might bring with you, just in case. ”

"If you have confidence, why don't you make a move at this time, and you have to wait for the Sword Saint Sect who is still outside Yunzhou City to support you?"

"You really know! you really do!" Jian Chen's eyes widened, and he looked like a child who had been exposed to a lie.

He found that no matter how hard he tried, he could never compare to Seven Nights in terms of intrigue and intelligent reasoning.

Fortunately, his cultivation. With the help of Jian Fengxue, under the magical medicinal effect of the Baixi Pill, he is already the seventh level of the magic formula, the first sword immortal of the younger generation, he is a genius, there is no doubt about it.

"Then a fight!" Jianchen also has his pride, just like when he was in Xiao Penglai.

Seven Nights threatened him with the lives of the monks attending the meeting, and he still looked up to him too highly. After all, he is still a selfish person, how can he let go of these "witnesses" after losing such a big face today?

Even if he doesn't kill for seven nights, he will come up with some dishonorable methods.

What's more, now there is a legitimate opportunity to kill them by the hand of Seven Nights.

"Heh, the pseudo-spirit weapon, plus the treasure hidden in the bag that the sword sealed the snow gave you, want to use these to turn the situation around and save face?"

Qiye raised his eyebrows, as if he had expected Jianchen's reaction, he walked to Han Xianzi with a smile and pulled her away from a distance.

Han Xianzi wanted to struggle, but gave up after a few strokes, not knowing what he was thinking now.

"You want to fight me to the death, not to mention that your followers are already on the way, and there are the hole cards given to you by Jian Fengxue, I seem to have a very small chance of winning. Qiye calmly analyzed, Jian Chen didn't stop, not even stop him from taking Han Xianzi back.

In his eyes, Seven Nights was already a dead man.

"However, you seem intent on abandoning these, captives under my control. Could it be that they have seen your ugliness, and you want to kill people with a knife?"

If you want to destroy a person, the first thing to destroy is his reputation.

Qiye talked and laughed, and stomped his foot lightly, and the white frost receded.

Jian Chen's face was a little whiter than the white frost that disappeared just now!