Purple Qi Donglai

When Bai Qian returned to the fox cave, she sealed the entrance of the cave with a barrier, preventing anyone from approaching.

Zheyan sighed, and shook his head helplessly, "What can Mo Yuan do, why is Xiao Wu still so stubborn?"

Mo Yuan patted Zheyan on the shoulder, "You don't need to worry, Shi Qi has a stubborn temperament, it will be fine when she figured it out by herself, and only you and I will return to Tianjun's side, at least give them one." Confession."

"Ye Hua's previous body was originally a golden lotus. Even if the soul is completely destroyed, if he finds the real body of the lotus flower, he will be brought back to life, and his soul and immortal soul will also come back," Mo Yuan said while standing aside with his hands behind his back, and the breeze brushed his hem The robe, the hair on the cheek fluttering around the face.

When Zheyan heard this, brilliance appeared in his eyes immediately, and he came back to his senses

"But Bing Dilian?" Zheyan said with a slightly raised voice,

"You really can't hide anything from your Zheyan God." Mo Yuan stared at Zheyan for a while, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Bing Dilian was originally born in the valley of the extremely dark place in ancient times. It is rumored that he was taken away by a fairy with a very high cultivation level during the ancient war. Who are you talking about?"

"Jing Qiong?" The two looked at each other and said in unison.

As soon as the words fell, a white smoke rose from the south and gradually flew towards the green hills.Then it fell in front of the two of them.

"Could it be that I'm sleepy? I heard someone's voice thinking about me in my sleep?" Jing Qiong shook the black iron fan in her hand, squinting her eyes slightly, with a lazy posture.

The smiles on the faces of Zheyan and Mo Yuan deepened even more.

"It's not that you heard it wrong, but someone really misses it, but it's not about you, but about the Bingdilian in your hand." Zheyan joked with a smile.

When Jingqiong heard this, the smile on her face froze, and she turned around immediately to leave, but was pulled back by Zheyan.

"Fenghuang! Why are you still the same as you were back then, you are so choked that you can't speak," Jing Qiong patted Zheyan's shoulder with the black iron fan.

Mo Yuan looked at the two people next to him with his hands behind his back, feeling like he was back in a theater in the world for a moment.

"You two, don't joke around, Jingqiong's Bingdilian is in your hands, so take it out to condense Yehua's Yuanshen and Immortal Soul."

Jing Qiong shook her head helplessly, and took out a delicate jade bottle from her coat pocket.

"Fenghuang, you sister-in-law is quite stubborn, but it will make your life miserable," Jing Qiong put the bottle in Zheyan's hand and said with a smile.

"Sister-in-law? Xiaowu? Really?" Zheyan stared at Jingqiong with wide eyes for a moment. How could he know about me and Zhenzhen? Could this kid be a prophet? ? ?