After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

"Escaped, but it was seriously injured. I didn't hear about it later. At that time, the twelve were still five dead and six injured in the Void Realm, and only one was left, that is the current Daojun Mingguang.

Chang Wu also remembered.

These people are not too young anymore. Some grew up listening to the narratives of their elders, and some of them were older, who simply saw it with their own eyes:

"Those mighty men, due to the evil spirit of the evil cultivation, were either severely injured and died later, or their foundation was damaged and never ascended. Since then, my Profound Cang Zheng League has suffered a fault."

"What kind of Taoism did Xie Xiu explore in Tucheng back then?"

A little disciple asked.

Only then did Daojun Jingsu constricted:

"It's the puppet kind of spiritism."

Inside the hall, it fell into a dead silence for a while.

As Zheng Wan listened, the faces of Shuyuan and Shujin couldn't help shaking in front of him. In the end, these two faces all converged into the evil and arrogant face of Taoist Seven Kills.

…Could it be that the slaughter cultivator was not dead, and finally changed his name to the Seven Kills?

Zheng Wan couldn't help being taken aback by his own imagination.

Desperately recalling the dream, but in any case can't remember whether such a person appeared in the dream...

No, it's not right.

There must be something she has overlooked.

But the more anxious people were, the more they couldn't think of anything. Zheng Wanzheng was upset, but the hand under the cuff was held by someone.

Cui Wang stood beside her casually, his wide robe sleeves covering the hands between the two.

Zheng Wan made a profit, but did not break away.

Seeing Daojun Zi Xiu glanced at him, he dared not move immediately.

There are still people on the court:

"You don't have to worry about the world, even if the puppets reappear, according to the monarch, such a powerful technique has sequelae. Didn't the disciple of the North Mianmen just say that, the young master of the seven kills is often sane. , I wait, there are people like Lord Liwei Dao, what are you afraid of him?"

Hearing this, Zheng Wan couldn't help but glanced at Cui Wang.

He did not return to his seat, but stood aside with Li Siyi, side by side with her.

From her point of view, he can only see his smooth and graceful profile, tight jawline, and bulging Adam's apple.

He stood upright, his white robe stretched out, bathed in the slanting light of the setting sun, and the golden tassel-like shards of light rendered his overly sharp, cold and compelling lines, rendering a sloppy warmth.

What a disaster.

Zheng Wan thought about it, but noticed that the corners of his mouth were slightly aroused.

She couldn't help but curled up the corners of her mouth, and gently scratched his palm with her fingers, but was firmly shackled by his backhand.

"...The most urgent matter is that the Great Sun Sect will be opened after March. I must guard the door to prevent evil cultivators from infiltrating."

Li Siyi took a sentence. He focused on the topic of evil cultivation and knew nothing about the activities on the side. He stood beside him as a junior in order to support him:

"Junior Brother, you said, right?"

Cui Wang nodded lightly:

"The Great Sun Immortal Sect is related to the ancient immortal gate, it is really important."

A rumor about the Great Sun Immortal Sect is still being heard in the Xuancang Realm. Rumors say that there is a Great Sun Immortal Mansion in the Great Sun Immortal Sect. Whoever gets the approval of the Great Sun Immortal Mansion first controls this world. The key to the immortal gate can be ascended to immortal in one step.

But for thousands of years, the cultivators hadn't even seen the shadow of the Great Rixian Mansion.

Gradually, not many people took it seriously.

-But even so, letting evil cultivators mix into the Great Sun Immortal Sect and grabbing rare materials on a large scale is not so wonderful for the Zhengmeng monks who regard the Great Sun Immortal Sect as their bag.

Zheng Wan remembered the key that Shujin had taken away in the Land of Black Water, and the Seven Kills abandoned a puppet, but that key...

When it is transferred.

Need to mention it with Cui Wang.

"Naturally guard the door." Daojun Tianhe took the sword from the table and stood up, "Nothing will happen next, right?"

"It's all right, then it's gone."

He is impatient and impatient.

"Tianhe, you are still in a hurry, when can you change it?" Changwu Daojun stood up with a sword, "If something happens, it's the sound transmission."

After finishing speaking, he straightforwardly led the disciples out of the temple.

As soon as Mr. Chang Wu Daojun left, other people also started to go out one after another.

"Apprentice, it's time to go." Daojun Zi Xiu also stood up, and he glanced behind him, "Have you not held enough?"

Zheng Wan smiled and said:

"Master, you know."

"Your master, what don't I know?" Zi Xiu snorted, and walked out with his hands. "Okay, don't chirp, children."

"I think you are jealous, Master."

Zheng Wan earned it once, and when it was the second time, Cui Wang let go. She waved her hand and smiled like Mi, "See you, Cui Wang."

Cui Wang stood still, her lips tightened, neither saying good nor bad.

Li Siyi stayed aside in astonishment, his younger brother, just now in the crowd, secretly holding hands with the girl?

He opened his mouth, and his voice was a little vacant:

"Little Junior Brother, have you... been taken away from you?"

Cui Wang glanced at him coldly, and rolled his sleeves:

"gone."

…That’s right.

Li Siyi, who had been accustomed to freezing, suddenly felt refreshed, and he strode to catch up: "Little Junior Brother, Little Junior Brother, what are you doing so fast? Wait for me."

However, Cui Wang stepped on the Douchen stone steps after a short while.

Lifting his eyes and looking forward, the sister in red who was still following Daojun Zi Xiu just now was stopped by someone.

Zheng Wan frowned and looked at the person who suddenly rushed in front of him:

"Mingyu, what do you want?"

"I can not be reconciled."

Mingyu said suddenly.

She said that she didn't speak up, but Zheng Yu understood it. She raised her eyebrows: "Are you not reconciled?"

"Yes, I am not reconciled."

Ming Yu nodded, "Why is a character like Liwei Daojun so happy? It is such a vulgar thing like you? There are thousands of good women in the world-why are you?"

"The true monarch actually wanted to ask, why not you?"

Zheng Wan said, "Ahhhhhhhh, it's not embarrassing to say it, there is only one reason—"

She said softly: "I, than, you, beautiful, ah."

"you-"

Mingyu waved his sleeves, "You-vulgar!"

"According to my lord, you are like a real vulgar thing."

In the oblique stabbing, a voice of Lang Lang, like a jade chime falling into a spring, entered the ears of the two.

Cui Wang walked slowly from behind, his white robe was the wind, his ink hair was tied with a white jade sword crown, his facial features were cold, like a clear autumn moon, and his eyes were as cold as water:

"The true monarch has repeatedly spoken harshly to his fiancee, so he had to teach his disciples on behalf of Daojun Jingsu."

He was blowing his sleeves as a palm wind, and Mingyu only felt that it was a cold, sharp and killing wind oncoming him—

She was hit by the wind, bends down abruptly, and vomits blood.

"Li Wei!"

Ming Yu said anxiously.

She barely held her head up, but saw that Li Wei had already taken the woman's waist and walked down the stone steps:

"Why is this person?"

"If I change my face, you—"

Will you be with me?

Li Wei paused.

"—No." He said, "No matter how many faces you change, I won't."

"Even more beautiful than her, isn't it?"

"will not."

Cui Wang said, "I don't care what the world thinks about this monarch. It's not her appearance that I like."

After that, he turned and left.

Mingyu stared blankly, and suddenly said, "You lie, you lie!"

Speaking of it, I couldn't make a sound while clutching my chest. The place where I was hit was so painful, it seemed to bleed out.

Mr. Jing Su came:

"Idiot."

Mingyu raised her head, crying:

"Master, isn't it good enough to be a disciple? Why doesn't he always see me?"

Mr. Jing Su squatted down:

"Stupid apprentice, human, you have to see the strengths of others. Do you think that female doll is not good? Master thinks it is very good."

"Master thinks what is good."

Mingyu asked squeakingly.

"It's good everywhere, that girl, she is like the most laughing and cursing person in the world. Are people good? Good."

Mingyu couldn't understand.

Jing Su gently touched her head and said:

"Mingyu, it's time to look in the mirror."

"Does Master think I'm ugly, too?"

Mingyu almost bit her lips.

"Master asked you to look in the mirror to show you how ugly your face is tortured by jealousy. It's time to wake up."

In the distance, Zheng Wan pinched the soft flesh of Cui Wang's waist and turned:

"Don't like my skin look? Why am I not beautiful?"

"like."

"Then you still say?"

"But you used to say that men who like your looks are very superficial."

"Then you just like my appearance?"

"No—" the male voice was silent for a long time before he said, "I prefer you to be you."

"Apprentice, what are you talking about?"

"Oh-oh," the voice was cheerful, and whispered, "come here."

Zheng Wan stood on tiptoe, printed a kiss on the corner of Cui Wang's mouth while he was unprepared, and waved his hand:

"Reward you."

With a sweet smile, she ran to the purple-robed monk and disappeared under the stone steps.

Cui Wang stood there in a daze, listening to the sound of the surging waves in his heart:

"Old ancestor, the wind is blowing."

The old ancestor gave a "bah":

"The waves are about the same, your kid's ability to coax people has risen."

"It's not coaxing."

Cui Wang said.

"Could it be that you still want to say that you are self-taught without a teacher. There is a saying, "A beautiful face will pass away, and an interesting soul, but there is no one in all." You just wanted to say that. ?"

"My ancestors are really roundworms in my belly."

The ancestor's face turned green.