Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Chief, is Ye Haoran strong?"

Jun Guanyue and Zhang Yi walked on the road, silent all the way, but Jun Guanyue finally broke the silence.

"It's okay, just a bit unlucky, but he has a very strong vitality."

Zhang Yi and Ye Haoran have played against each other so many times, and he still understands Ye Haoran relatively well.

"Huh? The tone is bad? Why can he awaken his double pupils? Logically speaking, shouldn't he be a person with great luck?"

Jun Guanyue asked in confusion.

"Maybe he did something bad and did something right, so he's unlucky."

Zhang Yi made nonsense.

Jun Guanyue nodded thoughtfully, then took out a long sword, exuding a bit of cold light, and said softly: "This sword is called 'Guanyue Sword', and it is my new natal spirit." Sword, how about it?”

Zhang Yi felt the aura emanating from the sword and knew that it was also an emperor-level magic weapon. If nourished for a while, it would not be worse than Jun Guanyue's previous Sky Moon Sword, "Not bad."

"I never thought there would be a chance for us to cooperate. I just heard from the sect leader that you mastered the Sanqing Holy Dharma in just one day, and you are the fastest person in the history of the Sanqing Sect."

Jun Guanyue looked at Zhang Yidao with a somewhat complicated expression.

Zhang Yi stopped. He always felt that something was wrong with Jun Guanyue today, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to tell you, even if you are now the chief of the Sanqing Sect, even if you practice the Sanqing Holy Dharma, and even if you possess the Supreme Bone, I will defeat you one day!"

Jun Guanyue took a deep breath, stabilized her heart, and said with firm and stubborn eyes.

"We'll see."

Zhang Yi said calmly and without any hesitation.

He knew that the power in Jun Guanyue was the power of faith. Perhaps it was because of her strong faith that she was able to achieve what she has achieved today in a mortal body.

Soon, Zhang Yi took Jun Guanyue back to Siyue Cliff.

Fang Tiancheng became anxious when he saw Jun Guanyue, and asked with an unkind expression, "Why are you here too?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Jun Guanyue glanced at Fang Tiancheng and responded angrily.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, what's going on? Didn't you go to see the sect master?"

Fang Tiancheng never expected that Jun Guanyue would follow Zhang Yi to Siyue Cliff. Looking at the posture, he probably wanted to go to the Holy Capital with them.

"The sect master's idea coincides with ours, and he also asked Jun Guanyue to help us."

Zhang Yi explained briefly.

"Her? How can she help with this matter? If she doesn't cause us any trouble, she'll be the best."

Fang Tiancheng held his forehead and pretended to have a headache.

"I'm stronger than you!"

Jun Guanyue was still as domineering as ever. She put the sword on Fang Tiancheng's neck at the slightest disagreement.

"stop!"

Zhang Yi shouted loudly, and Jun Guanyue put away the long sword in his hand, but he couldn't hide the look in his eyes.

"Jun Guanyue is from the Ancient Territory. With her here, we can save us a lot of trouble and temporarily put aside our previous prejudices!"

Zhang Yi ordered with a strong attitude.

Having said this, Fang Tiancheng didn't want to get angry. He just snorted and glared at Jun Guanyue, "I'll let you see how powerful I am when we get to the Holy City!"

"In addition, not only am I invited this time, but you are also among them. Ye Haoran is obviously well prepared this time."

Zhang Yi handed them their invitation letters respectively and said with a serious expression.

"Come prepared? Aren't you just a freeloader? Let's see how I take advantage of him this time!"

Fang Tiancheng gritted his teeth and said bitterly, full of confidence in himself.

"Let's go to the Holy Capital and see what surprises Ye Haoran has prepared for us."

Zhang Yi gave an order, and the group rushed to the Holy Capital of the Ancient Territory.

Under the leadership of Jun Guanyue, several people quickly arrived at the Holy Capital of the Ancient Territory.

I saw festive red posters everywhere in Nuoda's city, and the people were filled with laughter and laughter. It was such a harmonious scene.

The Holy Capital of the Ancient Territory was more glorious than any city they had ever visited before. Not only was it guarded by a spiritual array, but even the gate guards were monks in the tribulation period.

"Don't miss it if you're passing by. It's the princess's wedding day and everyone is celebrating. All the spiritual items in the shop are 40% off!"

"The finest nectar and jade dew, one sip will make you feel as happy as a god. It only costs ten top-quality spiritual stones."

"………………"

A festive atmosphere filled the entire Holy City, it was so lively.

"It's really lively, but it's a pity that I wasn't born in the right time."

Ren Qianchou had a little envy in her eyes. She was also a princess in ancient times, and she was loved by the Demon Emperor, but she had never experienced this kind of treatment.

"Our era was interesting. These are just a dream."

Shen Wangu sneered at this, a straight man of steel.

"What do you know?"

Ren Qianchou rolled her eyes at him and scolded him angrily.

"Go to the Holy Palace first?"

Jun Guanyue was not in the mood for leisure and elegance. She only wanted to stop this marriage as soon as possible and eradicate Ye Haoran as a scum as soon as possible.

In fact, Nalan Ye also gave Jun Guanyue a task this time, but he just didn't tell Zhang Yi.

When Zhang Yi failed to stop the marriage, Jun Guanyue wanted to eradicate Ye Haoran even if she sacrificed her life. She was a real dead soldier during this trip and had no intention of going back, so she only I will tell Zhang Yi so much.

Only she and Nalan Ye knew about this matter, it was a secret between them, but she had no regrets.

Zhang Yi nodded. He felt that Jun Biyue was even more positive about this matter than he was. "Let's go in and find a way to meet the princess first."

Jun Biyue had been to the Holy City several times before and was not unfamiliar with it. He soon brought a few people to the gate of the Holy Palace. However, the guards here were more strict. The aura of the spiritual formation alone was enough to make people tremble with fear. Among the guards, there were even great emperors.

"Stop! Invitation letter!"

The great emperor in the lead stopped the way of the few people and stretched out his hand expressionlessly.

At this moment, a familiar voice resounded behind them, "Daoyou Zhang!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Accompanied by the rumbling of the earth, a burly figure like a mountain appeared in front of them. Who else could it be but Hu Shengwei of the Ancient Body Sect?

"No, now I should call you the chief of the Sanqing Sect. Congratulations!"

Hu Shengwei patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder and congratulated him in a very familiar manner.

Zhang Yi looked at Hu Shengwei with a blank face. In his memory, he didn't seem to be so familiar with this senior brother of the Ancient Body Sect? However, he had a good impression of Hu Shengwei during the last trip to the Supreme Tomb, so he nodded in response, as a greeting to him.

"You are the chief disciple of this generation of the Sanqing Sect, the young Supreme Zhang Yi!?"

The emperor's eyes fixed, and he looked at Zhang Yi, his expression changed slightly.