After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 146

[Chapter 146 I am beautiful]

The black iron sergeants took their orders and left.

In the main hall, the evil cultivator who was kneeling on the ground simply shut himself into the Beimianmen dungeon, guarded by the Beimianmen and the Beast-Controlling Gate.

Beimianmen is good at hexagrams, and some exotic beasts from Beastsmen are very effective in guarding. The two often cooperate and are used to it.

“I guessed with the younger brother that the evil alliance must have found a secret passage that leads directly to the territory of my righteous alliance.”

Li Siyi took out the map from the storage bag, and drew a circle with his finger, “Three years ago, the Xiyu Mountains trembled, causing the backflow of evil energy. This is unusual, but it was because of the birth of the unicorn, so I ignored it. now…”

“Yes, the secret road should still be within the Xiyu Mountains.”

As soon as Li Siyi’s voice fell, the rest of the people were stunned.

“So to speak…”

Jingsu Daojun said, “I was really negligent.”

Cui Wang nodded:

“I still have to trouble Daojun, and I want to ask the secret way from these evil cultivators.”

“Nature, nature.”

None of you present is a fuel-efficient lamp. You have already seen it, and the progress of the Twelve Star Club is entirely in the hands of this young rising star.

From the beginning of persuading Dao-jun Shuyu, to the time when he failed to persuade Dao-jun Lu Yan, he took over the army of Dao-jun Lu Yan.

This mind is by no means human.

The 12-star meeting may be held suddenly, but he responded without any confusion. Even this evil cultivation thing, I don’t know how long it took to investigate in private, and at this time, it was properly put on the stage——

It is no wonder that in just a few years, he has been seated as the Grand Secretary of the Twelve Main Cities.

Tianzun Sect Master laughed:

“My Zhengmeng has always been in the same spirit, and if you need anything from Daojun Li, you can speak up.”

Speaking of which, the bad debt between Zhengmeng and Xiemeng dates back 10,000 years.

At that time, the evil alliance produced an amazing and brilliant generation, whose cultivation speed was unparalleled. In just a hundred years, he cultivated to the Void Realm, and the cruelty of his mind was also unparalleled—

Just to explore the Taoist method, he slaughtered six entire cities, whether monks or mortals, all of them were the souls of his subordinates.

At that time, blood became a sea, and tears became a river.

Everyone in the Zhengmeng is indignant, and the monks of the evil alliance act recklessly, and the friction between the two is getting bigger and bigger——

And the daughter of a great elder of the Zhidan Heart Sect was humiliated to death by the evil cultivator. The contradiction between the two parties could not be reconciled, and they eventually fell into an endless battle.

“…At that time, the evil alliance refused to accept the discipline and was in a mess, but even so, my Zheng alliance had to pay a painful price to win.”

Daojun Jingsu sighed, “I was only ten years old when I followed my senior brother to the battlefield. In that scene, flesh and blood were flying, and the world was in a fierce prison. Where can there be peace now?”

“Yeah, if it weren’t for the fact that the most powerful powers of the twelve sects of my Zhengmeng sect all took action and controlled the evil cultivator, it would still be two to say whether my Zhengmeng alliance is now or not.”

Tianhe also said.

“That evil repairer is dead?”

The first time Li Siyi heard it, he asked curiously.

“I escaped, but I was seriously injured. I didn’t hear about it later. At that time, five of the twelve great experts who were still in the virtual realm were killed and six injured, and only one was left, the current Daojun Mingguang.”

Chang Wu also remembered.

These people are not too young, some of them grew up listening to the narration of their elders, and some of them are old, and they simply saw it with their own eyes:

“Those powerful people, because of the evil qi of that evil cultivator, were either seriously injured or died, or their foundation was damaged, and they never ascended again. My Xuancang Zhengmeng has been a fault since then.”

“What kind of Taoist method did Xie Xiu grope for when he massacred the city?”

A little disciple asked.

Only then did Daojun Jingsu restrain his expression:

“It’s that puppet kind of soul sending technique.”

In the hall, there was a moment of silence.

Zheng Wan listened, and the faces of Shu Yuan and Shu Jin couldn’t help but shake in front of her. In the end, these two faces all converged into the wicked and arrogant face of Seven Killing Daojun.

… Could it be that the slaughtering cultivator didn’t die, and finally changed his name to Seven Kills?

Zheng Wan couldn’t help being taken aback by her own imagination.

Desperately recalling the dream, but no matter what, I can’t remember whether such a person appeared in the dream…

No, not right.

Something must have been overlooked by her.

But the more anxious people are, the more they can’t think of anything, Zheng Wan is annoyed, but the hand under the cuff is held by someone.

Cui Wang stood beside her as if nothing had happened, the large sleeves of his robe covered the hands they were clasping.

Zheng Wan earned it, but did not earn it.

Seeing Zixiu Daojun glance at him, he didn’t dare to move immediately.

There are still people on the field:

“You don’t have to worry about the sky, even if the puppet species reappears, according to this gentleman, such a powerful technique has sequelae. Didn’t the Beimian disciple just say that the young master of the Seven Kills is often insane , I wait, there are people like Liwei Daojun, what are you afraid of him?”

Hearing this, Zheng Wan couldn’t help but glance at Cui Wang.

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

From her point of view, she could only see his smooth and graceful profile, the tight jawline, and the bulging Adam’s apple.

He stood upright, his white robe stretched out, bathed in the slanting rays of the setting sun, the golden fringe-like shattered light rendered his excessively sharp and cold lines a sloppy warmth.

What a disaster.

Zheng Wan thought to herself, but noticed that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

She couldn’t help but twitch the corners of her mouth, and she scratched his palm lightly with her fingers, but was firmly shackled by his backhand.

“…The most urgent task is that the Great Sun Immortal Sect will open in three months. We must guard the door and prevent evil cultivators from sneaking in.”

Li Siyi took a sentence. He focused on the topic of evil cultivation, and knew nothing about the activities on the side. He even stood by his side as a junior brother to give him support:

“Junior brother, you said, right or not?”

Cui Wang nodded lightly:

“The Great Sun Immortal Sect is related to the ancient Immortal Sect, and it is indeed important.”

A rumor about the Great Sun Immortal Sect is still spread by word of mouth in the Xuancang Realm. It is rumored 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 will master this world. The key to the Immortal Gate can be used to ascend to Immortal in one step.

But for thousands of years, the monks have not even seen the shadow of the Great Sun Immortal Mansion.

Gradually, not many people took it seriously.

——But even so, letting the evil cultivators infiltrate the Great Sun Immortal Sect and grabbing rare materials, this is not so wonderful for the Zhengmeng monks who regard the Great Sun Immortal Sect as their belongings.

Zheng Wan remembered the key that Shu Jin took from the land of black water, and Qi Sha gave up a puppet, but the key…

When it was transferred.

I need to mention it to Cui Wang.

“The portal must be guarded naturally.” Tianhe Daojun took the sword from the table and stood up, “Is there nothing to do next?”

“It’s okay to disperse.”

He is impatient and impatient.

“Tianhe, you are still in such a hurry, when can you change it?” Chang Wu Daojun stood up with a sword, “If there is something, it is a sound transmission.”

After speaking, he simply led the disciples out of the hall neatly.

As soon as Chang Wu Daojun left, others began to go out one after another.

“Teacher, it’s time to go.” Daojun Zixiu also stood up, he glanced behind him, “Isn’t it enough?”

Zheng Wan smiled and said:

“Master, so you know.”

“What do you know, Shizun, I don’t know?” Zi Xiu snorted and walked out with her hands behind her back, “Okay, don’t be rude, little children.”

“I think Master, you are jealous.”

Zheng Wan earned it once, and only when she earned the second time did Cui Wang let go. She waved her hand and smiled like honey, “See you later, Cui Wang.”

Cui Wang stood there, pursing his lips, neither saying good nor bad.

Li Siyi stayed aside in astonishment, his little junior brother, who was secretly holding hands with the girl just now in the public?

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

“Little Junior Brother, you… have you been taken away?”

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

“gone.”

…that’s right.

Li Siyi, who was accustomed to being frozen, felt refreshed, and he strode up to catch up: “Little Junior Brother, Junior Junior Brother, why are you running so fast? Wait for me.”

Cui Wang took a moment to step on the Douchen stone steps.

Looking up and looking forward, the female cultivator in red who was following Daojun Zixiu just now was stopped by someone.

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

“Mingyu, what do you want?”

“I can not be reconciled.”

Mingyu said suddenly.

Zheng Wan understood what she said that her bull’s head didn’t match the horse’s mouth, and she raised her eyebrows: “Are you unwilling?”

“Yes, I am not reconciled.”

Mingyu nodded, “Why do people like Daojun Li Wei feel happy, but you are such a vulgar person? There are thousands of good women in the world—why are you?”

“True Monarch actually wanted to ask, why not you?”

Zheng Wan said, “Ah, it’s embarrassing to say, there’s only one reason—”

She said coquettishly, “I, Bi, you, Mei, ah.”

“you–”

Mingyu waved his sleeves, “You—vulgar!”

“But according to Ben-Jun, you are a real vulgar thing like you.”

In the slanting thorn, a voice Lang Lang like a jade chime fell into the ears of the two.

Cui Wang walked slowly from behind, his white robe was like the wind, and his black hair was tied with a white jade sword crown.

“Zhen Jun has repeatedly made unkind words to Ben Jun’s fiancee, so Ben Jun had to teach his disciples a lesson on behalf of Dao Jun Jing Su.”

When he flicked his sleeve, it was a palm wind, and Mingyu only felt that the oncoming wind was a cold, sharp and chilling wind——

She was hit by the wind, bent down suddenly, and vomited blood.

“Li Wei!”

Mingyu said urgently.

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

“Why this person?”

“If I change my face, you—”

Will you be with me?

Li Wei’s footsteps paused.

“—No.” He said, “No matter how many faces you change, this gentleman will not.”

“Even more beautiful than her, wouldn’t it?”

“Will not.”

Cui Wang said, “I don’t care what the world thinks of me. It’s not her appearance that makes me happy.”

After all, he turned and left.

Mingyu stared blankly and suddenly said, “Liar, you lie!”

Talking about it again, he clutched his chest and sobbed. There, the place where he had been beaten was so painful that it seemed to bled out.

Jingsu Daojun came:

“Idiot.”

Mingyu raised her head and cried:

“Master, is the disciple not enough? Why can’t he see me?”

Jingsu Daojun squatted down:

“Silly apprentice, people, you need to see the strengths of others. Do you think that girl doll is not good? Master thinks it is very good.”

“Master thinks what’s good.”

Mingyu asked quietly.

“Anywhere is fine, that girl, she is like the person who laughs and scolds the most in the world of mortals. Are you a good person? Good.”

Mingyu couldn’t understand.

Jingsu 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 lip.

“Master asked you to look in the mirror because he wanted you to see how ugly the face that was tortured by jealousy. It’s time to wake up.”

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

“Don’t like my skin? Why am I not beautiful?”

“like.”

“Then you said that?”

“But you said before that men who just like your looks are very superficial.”

“Then you only like my appearance?”

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

“Teacher, what are you talking about?”

“Oh-oh,” the voice whispered excitedly, “just come.”

Zheng Wan stood on tiptoe, took advantage of others to place a kiss on the corner of Cui Wang’s mouth, and waved her hand:

“Reward you.”

She smiled sweetly, ran to the purple-robed monk, and disappeared under the stone steps.

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

“Old Ancestor, the wind is blowing.”

The old ancestor said “Bah”:

“It’s almost the same as the waves. Your kid’s coaxing skills are on the rise.”

“It’s not coaxing.”

Cui Wang said.

“Could it be that you still want to say that you are self-taught without a teacher, what is the saying, ‘Beautiful faces will eventually pass away, but interesting souls are not one in all’, you just wanted to say, this is what you mean ?”

“The old ancestor is really a roundworm in my stomach.”

The old man’s face turned green.