Opening confession to the beautiful master

The next morning, the Holy Palace was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and everything was filled with a festive atmosphere. The heavy rain last night seemed to have washed the Holy Palace clean, and it shone under the golden sun.

Fang Tiancheng's lonely figure was stretched by the morning light. He walked on the road to the Holy Palace in despair. He did not see Gu Lingxing last night. He was caught in the rain all night outside and was finally driven away by the people of Lingxing Palace early in the morning. .

He didn't even bother to use his spiritual power to dry the rainwater off his body, letting the rainwater swim around his body like a wandering soul in the world.

Look, that person looks like a dog!

Fang Tiancheng didn't even know how he got back to his residence. Zhang Yi and others had been waiting for his return, but when they saw his appearance, they couldn't bear it.

"No one seen?"

Shen Wangu felt a little sorry for Fang Tiancheng. He used his spiritual power to dry the rainwater on his body and asked with a frown.

Fang Tiancheng sat on the chair without saying a word, his eyes were empty and without any brilliance.

"still have a chance!"

Zhang Yi patted Fang Tiancheng's shoulder gently and said with firm eyes.

He didn't expect that Fang Tiancheng would look like this when he looked at the unruly Fang Tiancheng. He even wondered if Fang Tiancheng had been poisoned by the Blood Love Gu. There was something wrong with the plot.

"Zhang Daoyou, why do you think she is? She doesn't even want to see me. Why?"

After a long silence, Fang Tiancheng slowly raised his head and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Maybe she's afraid?"

Zhang Yi saw that Fang Tiancheng's Taoist heart was on the verge of being broken, so he had to comfort him.

"Afraid? What's the fear? Are you afraid that you can't suppress the blood passion Gu?"

"Fuck the blood love Gu! They are all lies. I am the only one who is completely devoted to her, and she doesn't even want to see me!"

Fang Tiancheng shouted excitedly.

"We'll see you soon. Please clean up quickly. You can't go see her like this, right?"

Zhang Yi couldn't bear to see Fang Tiancheng's embarrassed appearance.

The pain of love finally found Fang Tiancheng, or Fang Tiancheng took the initiative to find the pain of love.

"The nineteenth-generation Confucian sage is willing to die for a woman. What do you think?"

"Don't you call yourself the Confucian Sage of Feng/Liu? Where is your Feng/Liu? I think it's more like crazy!"

"You have to use your sincerity to awaken the blood love Gu in her body. Do you want to give up?"

Shen Wangu finally reacted and dealt a blow to Fang Tiancheng.

Hearing this, Fang Tiancheng felt like he was enlightened. He swept away the gloom on his face, and his empty eyes regained their luster. He nodded heavily and agreed: "Yes! What you said makes sense, I can't just watch her. Falling into Ye Haoran's clutches, I can't give up, I want to rescue him!"

Fang Tiancheng cheered up again, his spirit was renewed, and the high-spirited feeling returned again.

The next moment, Fang Tiancheng raised his head, with a hint of madness in his eyes, and said word by word: "Friend Zhang, today, I want to get married!"

"Please help me!"

There was sincerity in Fang Tiancheng's tone.

"Okay, I'll help you deal with Ye Haoran, and I'll leave the rest to you!"

Zhang Yi nodded in agreement without hesitation. This was originally his plan.

"I'll help you too!"

Shen Wangu echoed, and several others nodded.

Jun Guanyue has a hard time understanding how many people are thinking and how many lives they have? How dare you disrupt Gu Lingxing's wedding.

But she also followed the ghost and said: "I will also help you."

"Thank you! Thank you all!"

Fang Tiancheng was moved in his heart and kept nodding his head to hide his inner emotions.

"Let's set off and rush to the Holy Palace!"

When Fang Tiancheng regained his strength, several people headed towards their destination with great momentum.

When they arrived at the Holy Palace, they saw that the magnificent hall was divided into three floors, and both sides were already filled with guests.

In the center of the hall are two chairs, one dragon and one phoenix. A little below the dragon and phoenix chairs is a black Taishi chair.

The second level of seats below is for the sect leaders of the major forces and the royal family of the ancient domain. The third level is for the elders, and the rest are sitting on both sides.

A simple sorting clearly divided the ancient domain into three, six, and nine grades. However, Zhang Yi didn't know who the Taishi chair next to the dragon and phoenix chair was prepared for. "Could it be the holy master who can count?"

After thinking about it, the only person in the entire ancient realm who could fit the Grand Master's chair was the Holy Master.

At this time, Nalan Ye was already sitting on the second floor, and Taoist Qinglian also followed, but her position was on the third floor.

Since the Sanqing Sect had a high status in the ancient domain, Zhang Yi and the others were located near the front, next to the elders of the major forces on the third level.

"This is Zhang Yi, the chief disciple of the Sanqing Sect, right? I have long heard from my disciple how powerful he is, and it is indeed extraordinary when I see him today."

Zhang Yi had just taken his seat when he saw a middle-aged strong man walking up to him and laughing.

Nalan Ye quickly came to Zhang Yi and introduced with a smile, "This is Yan Badao, the leader of the Ancient Ti Sect!"

"I've met senior!"

Zhang Yi bowed his hands and said.

"Hahaha, okay! We old guys are all old, and the era of the ancient domain belongs to you after all. Remember to come over and have a few drinks later!"

Yan Badao's hearty laughter exploded in Zhang Yi's ears like thunder. Before leaving, he didn't forget to pat Zhang Yi's shoulder. The fierce force shook Zhang Yi's body.

"What a domineering power. This body is probably comparable to the supreme magic weapon."

Zhang Yi was shocked. He was indeed the leader of the Ancient Style Sect and should not be underestimated.

"Zhang Yi, let go and do it later. No matter what you want to do, I will support you unconditionally!"

Nalan Ye already knew everything about their situation in the past two days through Jun Guanyue. These words were meant to let Zhang Yi free his hands and feet to do it.

"Sect Master, if the ancient royal family wants to take action against them, I hope they will take action!"

Zhang Yi can guarantee his own safety, but is worried about the safety of Shen Wangu and others.

Nalan Ye took a deep look at the other people, with a flash of hesitation in her eyes, but when she saw the charming Taoist Qinglian, she finally nodded in agreement.

After that, Nalan Ye returned to his seat and quietly waited for the wedding to begin.

Taoist Priest Qinglian also came to Zhang Yi at this time and asked with a smile: "Zhang Yi's nephew, Ye Haoran is about to embrace the thigh of the ancient royal family, why don't you do something?"

Seeing that Zhang Yi ignored her, Taoist Qinglian was not embarrassed. He seemed to have been used to this kind of scene for a long time. He gently leaned into Zhang Yi's ear and said: "I know you won't sit idly by and do nothing. Whatever you want to do, you can do it." Do it and I will stand firmly behind you!”

She knew Zhang Yi's character and the conflict between him and Ye Haoran, so naturally she wanted to tell Zhang Yi everything.

After saying these words, Priest Qinglian twisted her waist and returned to her seat. Many male monks in the audience stared at her exquisite body.

It has to be said that Priest Qinglian makes full use of her own advantages. She knows how to attract men's attention.