Pixiu was slightly startled and whispered: "God, please put heaven first."
As he said that, he winked at Duan Muqing, signaling her not to say anything now.
Suddenly, Duan Muqing's delicate body trembled, he glared at Pixiu fiercely, stamped his little feet and disappeared from the place.
Duanmuqiu looked at Pixiu in confusion and asked, "What happened to Qing'er that he suddenly left?"
Pixiu cupped his hands and said, "I don't know, God, she must have something important to do."
A smile appeared on Duanmuqiu's lips: "I have heard about you two, and I don't know how Qing'er fell in love with you.
You are eight thousand years older than her."
The flesh on Pixiu's face twitched, and he whispered: "If there is nothing else, I will retreat first."
"Go ahead, don't make Qing'er unhappy.
Choose an auspicious day and get married."
After the second elder said that, he turned and walked out of the hall, leaving Pixiu alone in a daze.
At this moment, Duan Muqing's voice reached Pixiu's ears: "I'm waiting for you at the Cloud View Terrace, come quickly."
Pixiu sighed and smiled to himself: "Haha, I really am summoned here and there."
Tiangong, overlooking the cloud platform.
Duanmu Qing leaned on the railing and closed her beautiful eyes.
The breeze caressed her long hair, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance.
A figure flashed quickly along the steps, and then appeared on the Observatory.
The person who came was none other than Pixiu.
He grinned and said, "Why did you ask me to come here?"
Duanmuqing twisted his waist and said, "Why don't you kneel down when you see me?"
In an instant, Pixiu's face turned extremely ugly, and then he knelt down and said, "I, Tianlu, pay my respects to the Lord."
"Well, kneel down and don't get up."
Duan Muqing opened his eyes and said indifferently: "Tianlu, are you dissatisfied with me asking you to kneel down?"
"I don't dare."
Pixiu whispered.
"Then I want to marry you, will you agree?"
Duanmu Qing pouted.
Pixiu nodded: "Promise."
"No, you hesitated just now.
I'll ask you again, do you agree?"
"Promise me that Tianlu is willing to marry God, it is my honor," Pixiu roared, the veins on his forehead popped out, and the green marks between his eyebrows kept flashing.
Duanmuqing stretched out her hand to pull Pixiu up, and then hugged him.
She pouted and said, "I'm sorry, I was joking with you just now.
You made me angry before."
"I know."
Pixiu's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he forced a smile.
"I know you were angry just now."
Duanmu Qing patted Pixiu on the back: "Actually, I have told the second elder before that she advised me to choose an auspicious day to get married to you.
The rest depends on your wishes. ” "I know, maybe tomorrow."
Pixiu said calmly.
"Looking at your unwillingness, why?"
Duanmuqing looked at Pixiu and asked.
Pixiu smiled: "No, I'm very happy, really."
"That's good."
Duan Muqing seemed to have thought of something.
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She let go and said: "Bai Jing has reached the realm of the Holy Saint.
I am also looking forward to the realm of the Holy Saint now.
After getting married, I will start to retreat. , when the time comes, you can help me manage Tiangong.”
"Then I wish my dear Qing'er to enter the realm of saints as soon as possible."
Although Pixiu said this, he cursed in his heart: Damn, everyone is thinking about reaching the realm of saints.
It's really ridiculous.
Wait until I After completely refining the Dragon Corpse Spirit Grass, I am also a late-stage cultivator of the Venerable.
When the time comes, I will want to see how a Sage Realm can keep you in the same place.
Duanmuqing snickered and said, "What a talkative person."
Yulun Mountain, in the main tomb of the imperial mausoleum below the dragon vein.
Bai Yan opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and a trace of murderous intent flashed across his face.
Prisoner Niu's weak voice came from the ice coffin: "Bai Yan, someone is coming."
Bai Yan nodded: "I'll go out and take a look."
"Wait a minute, maybe they weren't sent from the Heaven Realm.
This is an imperial mausoleum.
Maybe they are tomb robbers from the Yang Realm."
Qi Niu said.
"No matter who they are, no one can enter here.
Anyone who comes will die."
Bai Yan said and disappeared into the main tomb chamber.
Wang Jiang just stepped into the first ear chamber with one foot, but instantly retracted.
In the ear room, a powerful aura hit his face, and then Wang Jian shuddered, turned around and started to run away.
"Whoosh" a white shadow flashed past and stopped in front of Wang Jian.
Wang Jian stopped quickly and his expression turned extremely ugly.
Bai Ying was Bai Yan.
She stared at Wang Jian and then said indifferently: "You used illusion."
Wang Jian's heart skipped a beat and he secretly thought it was not good.
The cultivation level of the woman in front of me is at least in the later stage of the Venerable.
The hidden runes and phantom runes of the sacred weapon are useless to the gods who have the later level of the Venerable.
Cold sweat flowed down Wang Jian's forehead, and his nose was covered with beads of sweat.
"Whoosh" a white light flashed, and the next second, Wang Jian found that the hidden cloak on his body had disappeared, and it had appeared in Bai Yan's hands at some point.
Bai Yan took Yin Yi and turned it over in his hand, and said with disbelief: "Is it a sacred weapon, or a high-level defensive sacred weapon?"
It's over, Yinyi was robbed just like that, it seems that he is in bad luck today.
Wang Jian thought to himself.
"I'm really curious about who you are in the mortal realm and who possesses a holy weapon."
Bai Yan stared at Wang Jian closely and walked towards Wang Jian step by step.
Suddenly, Wang Jian found that his body could not move, as if it was restrained by an invisible force.
He could not mobilize his divine power, nor could he mobilize his dantian and soul power.
Who is this woman?
Why is there such a powerful guy in this tomb?
Could it be that Hong Dao people deliberately deceived themselves to come here?
For a moment, all kinds of doubts and confusions flashed through Wang Jian's mind, and he said: "What do you want to do?"
Bai Yan said expressionlessly: "Where did your holy weapon come from?"
"My master gave it to me," Wang Jian said calmly.
"Your master" Bai Yan frowned.
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Catching the subtle changes in Bai Yan's expression, Wang Jiandao said: "Yes, my master, Taoist Hong, is a being above the Holy Spirit.
If you like that holy artifact, I will give it to you.
Let me go quickly."
He said this, Wang Jian said in his heart, Mr.
Hong, I'm sorry, I can only use your name this time, and I don't know how to use it.
Suddenly, Bai Yan's delicate body trembled, and he began to think in his heart.
This boy didn't look like he was lying.
His master turned out to be a being above the Saint.
He had never heard that there was a realm above the Saint. , but just by saying this, the origin of this boy's holy weapon can be explained.
Thinking of this, she pointed at Wang Jian and said: "Boy, I don't know if you are lying.
In order to prove whether you are lying, I can only use forbidden magic on you":