Jianjun, she just wants to eat soft rice

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Yue Huaizhen stared into the pair of eyes that were close at hand, and only uttered the word "you".Confusion, bewilderment and even a bit of astringency flashed across her eyes.After a long while, he distanced himself from Xuan Qinghe, and broke the weird atmosphere, "Did you use charm on me?"

Xuan Qinghe blinked, she looked at Yue Huaizhen innocently and incomprehensibly, her brows and eyes were full of innocence and ignorance of the world.

Yue Huaizhen stretched out his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart.She replied: "Okay."

The time interval was too long, so long that Xuan Qinghe thought he would skip this dangerous topic, but Yue Huaizhen nodded.She didn't react immediately, but after a few breaths, she looked at Yue Huaizhen with a smile on her face, took another step forward, and hugged her arm affectionately.Yue Huaizhen didn't speak, she just looked down at the held hands.

Song Tingyun and his party flew with the sword, and when they arrived at the ghost king's mansion, they were ashamed.In fact, the Nether Ghost Flame has already fallen into the hands of the master of Fenglai Mountain, and the contract between them no longer counts.Song Tingyun slumped lazily on the chair, poured a cup of tea hastily, and then turned his gaze to Chen Dongdai, and asked, "Is the fairy going back to Fenglai Mountain?" There was a purpose, and the mountain master thought she was clear-minded, very clear, but she still kept him.Before going to the ancient battlefield, she left after finishing her speech, and there was absolutely no way to go back to Fenglai Mountain.

Chen Dongdai frowned and didn't answer, Wang Honghe let out a snort, her eyes fell on Song Tingyun, she smiled recklessly and said, "I heard that the Song family is looking for someone quietly, are you running away from marriage? If you have nowhere to go, why not go wandering with me?"

Song Tingyun glanced at Hong He, didn't agree, but didn't shake his head to refuse either.

About half an hour after returning to the ghost king's mansion, they saw Yue Huaizhen and Xuan Qinghe.At this time, Ming Heng also rushed over with swift steps like the wind. The moment he caught a glimpse of getting more serious, he stopped, brushed his robe sleeves, and took on a bit of calmness and ease.

Yue Huai really wasn't a procrastinator, and when he met Song Tingyun and the others, he didn't talk nonsense, and said bluntly: "The Nether Ghost Fire has been obtained, thank you for your help. I still have important things to do, and I have to go back to Fenglai Mountain first. "

Song Tingyun rubbed the teacup with her fingertips, she glanced at Xuan Qinghe calmly, then looked away from Wang Hongzhi.Such a result was already expected, so there was no big reaction after hearing it.On the other hand, Chen Dongdai looked at Xuan Qinghe who was smiling sideways at Yue Huaizhen's side, and a sense of unwillingness suddenly appeared in his heart. He stood up and raised his voice and said: "What is the meaning of the mountain master? Are you going to send us away? At the beginning The Mountain Lord himself--"

"It was then, now is now, I don't want to stay anymore, can't I?" Yue Huai interrupted Chen Dongdai's words impatiently, she didn't like Chen Dongdai's overly scorching gaze.

Ming Heng was not as angry as Chen Dongdai, and his gestures were full of elegance and coquettishness. He said in a gentle voice, "Dare to ask the mountain master, what did I do wrong?" Before Yue Huaizhen could answer, his eyes fixed on Looking at Xuan Qinghe's body, he said again, "Has the owner of the mountain found someone he likes?"

Xuan Qing, who was exposed to Ming Heng's eyes, flinched, and she hid behind Yue Huaizhen, and whispered softly: "Shanzhu, it's all my fault, I'm too much. I don't know the fairies I want to stay in Fenglai Mountain so much."

Yue Huaizhen frowned, and she gently stroked the back of Xuan Qinghe's hand as if to comfort her.His eyes were like blades of blades, he stared at Ming Heng's gentle and hypocritical face, and said with a sneer, "Do I need you to teach me how to do things? Fenglai Mountain is my territory, if I don't want to stay, I don't want to stay, you still want What's the explanation?" After a pause, she sneered again, "Your real name is not Ming Heng, and you wanted to use a false name to avoid trouble when making the deed. With a condensed face, with a flick of his sleeves, he led Xuan Qinghe away.

The hall was so quiet that even the sound of needles dropping could be clearly heard.

After a while, I heard Wang Wanghong's presumptuous and unrestrained laughter.She said: "Immortal Ming Heng has an extraordinary background. When he went to Fenglai Mountain, didn't he learn how to be a 'male favorite'? Or did the Immortal Lord go to be the master from the beginning?"

Chen Dongdai dissatisfied: "Isn't this crossing the river and demolishing the bridge?!"

Song Tingyun held his chin, glanced at him and said: "Chen Xianjun, what kind of bridge are we? I advise you to be more sober, there is no harmony between Fenglai Mountain and Tianting. The owner of the mountain despises it, let alone other things."

With the ghost fire in his hand, and the Phoenix Lord's body still on his body, Yue Huai really wanted to return to Fenglai Mountain urgently.

"Just throw them in the ghost world?" Xuan Qinghe followed Yue Huaizhen's pace, with a hesitant tone, and a bit of unbearable expression flashed between his eyebrows and eyes.

Yue Huai really didn't think so and said: "With their abilities, they won't die if they leave Fenglai Mountain."

Xuan Qinghe said again: "Don't you leave something for them?"

Yue Huaizhen's footsteps stopped suddenly, and the storage bag containing the Danyu and the magic weapon was not on her body.After a while, she finally said: "In Fenglai Mountain before, they had already earned enough, which can be regarded as a reward. From this point of view, I don't owe them anything."

Xuan Qing and Wen Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

If she was asked to pay the "repatriation fee", she might not be able to resist beating up that group of people.

In the ghost world, it returned to peace.For immortals, this is a bad place, not suitable for cultivation at all.The immortals who survived by luck naturally left the field impatiently.It's just that the pool of clean water in the heavenly court was stirred up into a huge disturbance.They no longer have the time to worry about which side Gu Youming's will-o'-the-wisp falls into. As long as they think of the boundless evil spirit and the "shocked corpse" that has been sealed for thousands of years, they can't stop trembling and panicking.

In the Heavenly Court Palace, the Immortal Masters of the various veins sat on both sides.The jade-colored steps extended upwards, and a golden throne was placed on the platform one foot higher.At this moment, its owner didn't sit down, but stood on the side rubbing the precious ring on his thumb.

"My son's life fire has been extinguished, and I only saw a frightening sword light." Dizheng Quanyu's face was painful, and it was not easy for monks to have heirs, especially after reaching this level of cultivation, it was even more difficult to retain blood.Quan Yang was his only son, and because of this, he indulged Quan Yang in every possible way.He didn't want to let Quan Yang go to the ghost world, but he couldn't bear his pleading, who knew that going would be a forever farewell.

Qingluan Vein Master's expression was not much better than Quan Yu's, he pursed his lips and did not speak, his gaze became scorching hot as he watched Ji Xuanhuang, the revenge of killing his son could not be settled like this.But even the spell retrospective has no results, which is enough to prove that the humanity is above them.

The dragon vein master said slowly: "Don't you gentlemen think that 'shocking corpse' and 'bad air' are the most important things?"

"Didn't there be news from the ghost world that the evil spirit has been removed?" The immortal who responded disagreed.In today's immortal world, the only thing that can be regarded as a threat is Fenglai Mountain.

"But the 'shocked corpse' is still there, who knows if it will explode one day!" Fazheng clasped his hands towards the Emperor of Heaven, and said solemnly, "Emperor, it is necessary to go to Fenglai Mountain."

Ji Xuanhuang kept silent, as if immersed in memories.After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "Then you go and pick it up. Don't let Senior Sister's body be humiliated, otherwise—" His eyes shot out a cold light, and there was a bone-chilling chill in his tone of voice.He stretched out his hand to hold his chest, his heart was beating vigorously, but at the same time as the violent heartbeat, a sharp pain came along the limbs and bones.He didn't care about Gu Quanyang and Meiwu's son at all, his mind was full of the name "Phoenix Lord".After all the people in the Dharma Hall had dispersed, he fell down on the throne of the Emperor of Heaven, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

Footsteps sounded in the empty hall, and when Ji Xuanhuang raised his eyes, the spiritual power around him formed a vortex, as if it was about to blow the roof of the hall away.When he saw the figure of the person coming, the violent inspiration subdued again, he pulled out a forced smile, and replied, "It's the Dragon Lord." The name of the current Dragon Vein Lord is Meng Hong. The son of Meng Xinling, the previous dragon lord, can be regarded as a junior to Ji Xuanhuang.

Meng Hong said lightly: "The matter involves Phoenix Lord, I'm afraid that one won't hand it over, do you really want an army to overwhelm the situation?" Seeing that Ji Xuanhuang's eyes were dimmed and he didn't speak, he snorted again and said, "Uncle How is Yuan doing?"

After a long time, Ji Xuanhuang sighed: "Don't count on it." He thought of Feng Xiuru, and there was a tinkling sound in his ears again, and the spiritual power was used as a blade, hitting the golden king's coffin, one by one. The character formation is accompanied by an itchy grinding sound.These voices tormented his heart day and night, and now... Is the senior sister going to return with hatred?

"Why don't I, the Dragon Clan, take a trip to Fenglai Mountain. There is an old friend between the Dragon Clan and the Phoenix Clan, my useless son—" Meng Hong smiled and didn't go on.It was his choice for the emperor Boyuan to go to Fenglai Mountain under the alias of Ming Heng, because the emperor could not do other things for him, but now the emperor sees that there is no hope, so it is better to make a plan for the younger generation in the clan.

Ji Xuanhuang waved his hands and said, "Then you go." He was impatient to talk to others, his eardrums were swollen, he seemed to be in a great chaos and couldn't see himself clearly.The pain that pierced through his heart swept over again. He left the hall in a hurry and escaped into his place of cultivation. The living heart is beating.There was a miserable smile on Ji Xuanhuang's face, he raised his head and stared at the heart, as if he saw the golden figure again.

"Senior sister, will that sword make you think highly of me?"

"Senior sister, will you hate me?"

The resonant Fengming was clear and melodious, resounding above Fenglai Mountain.

The long and gorgeous tail feathers dragged dazzling fireworks, leaving trails of air in midair.

Xuan Qinghe floated down from Fenghuang's back, only hearing the sentence "You go back first" scattered in the wind.

She pursed her lips, showing a bright smile, resting her fingers on the trembling Heavenly Punishment Sword, she lowered her eyes and whispered: "The backyard of Fenglai Mountain is finally empty. I just don't know How long can I stay at ease. If someone hinders me, you will help me kill him, right? Tian Xing—" She deliberately dragged out her tone, and Tian Xingjian seemed to respond to her words, and uttered A clear howl of the sword.