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Hua Wenya was in the country of Shao, standing on the heights of the royal city of the imperial capital, he could see the continuous lights below.

The sky blue gorgeous long dress trembled in the night wind, she straightened her body, standing tall like a stone statue.

Her pale golden eyes were cold and clear, she raised her hand to take off the mask, revealing that face that was astonishing as heaven.

Snowflakes fell on the long black hair, making her even more lonely.

Wen Ya's personality is extremely withdrawn, he doesn't like to get along with others, and he rarely smiles.

There are three sect masters and six minor masters in Moxian Pavilion, and one of them, Dong Huang Taiyi, is obviously partial to the sixth minor master, Hua Wenya.

As long as Hua Wenya asks, no matter how big or small, the sect master will agree.

The young masters of the Xian Pavilion in all dynasties were extremely hostile, but only the master was deserted and didn't like to speak.

The master of Donghuang Pavilion has always protected her inside the fairy pavilion and rarely assigned her tasks. Fortunately, Hua Wenya was very obedient and never made him worry.

"Wen Ya, you are my most beloved child, right? So don't look for the reincarnation of the gods, and don't touch the Qinglian sword."

This is the only mission Donghuang Taiyi has given her so far, an order that doesn't seem like a mission.

Hua Wenya's eyes narrowed slightly, and she felt that a Xuxian Xeon was approaching the imperial capital, and the purpose of the other party's visit seemed to be Meng Hongzhuang.

Thinking of this, she put on her mask again and jumped down.

"Take her away."

As soon as Emperor Xuanyuan opened the door, he bumped into a black-haired woman wearing a golden mask, whose extremely cold breath made him tremble.

"Why? The soul body of the sect master has not yet fully integrated, so moving at this moment will waste all previous efforts."

This is the mansion that Emperor Xuanyuan bought in the imperial capital. It was originally used to stay with Meng Hongzhuang, but now many members of Moxian Pavilion have settled in.

This so-called golden house hidden beauty has changed.

Hua Wenya didn't care about these things, "What is the concept of the Eight Heavens of Immortals? If you don't escape, you will die."

There are only a handful of powerful virtual immortals in the six realms, let alone the demigod realm after the fifth heaven.

If there is anyone in the six realms who is the Eighth Heaven of Xuxian, Emperor Xuanyuan can only think of one person, "Xiao Fuyao?"

The aura on the opponent's body became angry after hearing the name, Hua Wenya turned and left indifferently.

Only one sentence was left, "Take her back to Nether Island."

Emperor Xuanyuan's fingers pawing at the crack of the door turned white, and he felt angrily in his heart, "It's really hard and bitter, is it necessary to separate us?"

He turned and rushed into the house.

The stunningly beautiful woman in red on the bed had already fallen into a coma, and a smear of red blood flowed from her pale lips.

"Red makeup..."

Emperor Xuanyuan frowned in pain, then hurriedly picked up the other party in a moment, and rushed out of the door in stride.

He saw Hua Wenya standing on the eaves, nodded at her, and summoned his snow wolf to leave the imperial capital with Meng Hongzhuang.

A trace of contempt flashed across Hua Wenya's eyes, he ignored Emperor Xuanyuan, but put his heart on Xiao Fuyao who came here.

The opponent's speed is not fast, but it is definitely not slow.

Intuitively speaking, she should also leave instead of confronting Xu Xian head-on.

But I just couldn't help being curious about what the rumored Peerless City Lord would look like.

She walked to the room Meng Hongzhuang had used before, locked her breath, and then sat on the bed by herself.

Hua Wenya raised her hand to take off the mask and put it in her arms. She looked at herself in the mirror for a long time, but she never realized that she was similar to Donghuang Taiyi.

Xiao Fuyao walked to a luxurious mansion, glanced at the guards, and faintly felt that those people were not ordinary.

She flew into the high wall, hiding her breath.

When she reached the East Pavilion, she stopped in front of a room, and after making sure that there was no one there except Meng Hongzhuang, she opened the door and entered.

Along the way, Xiao Fuyao never thought about the obsession in her heart, so she planned to simply bid farewell to her...

Bypassing Tassel, she stopped in front of the bed not far away.

Hua Wenya was staring at the things in his hands in a daze, when he realized that Xiao Fuyao had already walked up to her.

I thought I was looking for breath, and the person I would meet was also Meng Hongzhuang, but I didn't want to be another complete stranger.

The woman in blue suddenly turned back a beautiful face that was not ordinary, and her exquisite facial features were like a painting by a god.

The two exquisite golden steps are pinned to her temples, and a white tassel hangs down.

The long black hair covered her thin shoulders in a mess, and those clear and indifferent golden eyes were like a vortex, which made people sink deeply.

Xiao Fuyao's eyes flickered lightly, and the strange color disappeared for a moment.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, but Hua Wenya stared at Xiao Fuyao's face in a daze, comparing her with others he had met in his mind.

Apart from Donghuang Taiyi, this was the first time she met someone who could leave such a deep impression on her.

At this time, Hua Wenya was still holding a red jade pendant in the shape of a nightmare flower, which made Xiao Fuyao suspicious.

"Where is the owner of the jade pendant?"

Hua Wenya didn't like this order with a strong tone, so he turned his head and didn't want to pay attention.

Xiao Fuyao didn't see Meng Hongzhuang, one can imagine the disappointment in her heart, and she was even more displeased to see Hua Wenya ignoring her.

A sharp blade the size of a palm appeared out of thin air, blocking Hua Wenya's neck.

Hua Wenya is also the master who understands the situation, the other side did not use Xu Xian's cultivation, which is already the biggest concession.

If you speak hard, you may not get anything good.

"You can't find her."

In Hua Wenya's hand was an extra white paper umbrella covered with red and dark patterns, and she only pushed it lightly before pushing away the blade that was lying across her neck.

Qinglian Seven Artifacts, Bodhi Umbrella.

It is said that it can eliminate evil spirits, help cultivation and block all attacks.

Xiao Fuyao's eyes were condensed. If she remembered correctly, the umbrella had disappeared thousands of years ago.

And why did it suddenly appear here?

"Who are you?"

Hearing this, Hua Wenya paused, looked at her for a long time before asking back: "What about you?"

She knew the identity of the other party, but she actually wanted to get to know him through the most common way.

"...Xiao Fuyao."

"Hua Wenya."

The owner of the bodhi umbrella is actually such a weak woman.

It really surprised Xiao Fuyao, she nodded calmly and left.

Her goal has always been Meng Hongzhuang, and now it is a coincidence that she ran into the Bodhi Umbrella, and she has no intention of snatching it.

Seeing Xiao Fuyao leave, Hua Wenya also stood up and followed out.

Sensing that the other party has been following her not far behind, Xiao Fuyao was puzzled, so she stopped and waited for her.

Hua Wenya opened the Bodhi Umbrella and approached her, sharing half of her space.

The snow outside the corridor was heavy, and with the cover of the bodhi umbrella, not even a trace of cold wind penetrated.

"The Bodhi Umbrella is a sacred object, isn't the girl afraid of attracting evildoers?"

Perhaps it was because of the aura of Meng Hongzhuang remaining on the opponent's body, Xiao Fuyao's tone softened slightly.

Hua Wenya's height only reached the earlobe of the other party, with a seemingly thin and delicate body, who would have thought that this was also a god of the Holy Fairyland?

"It's okay."

She replied lightly.

Xiao Fuyao sighed slightly in her heart, and left the mansion.

The human world is endlessly prosperous, and she also forgot how long she hadn't come back to take a look, so why not take a stroll in the rest of the time?

She tried her best not to think about the matter of Meng Hongzhuang and Emperor Xuanyuan, and she had agreed at the beginning that they would never see each other again.

Hua Wenya's appearance was so beautiful that many people on the street stopped for her, and ran after her face in astonishment.

Compared with the blurry figure beside Hua Wenya, Hua Wenya has completely exposed himself to others, causing great harm to the country, without knowing it at all.

"How long is your fairy family's life? Even if it's like yours, it's at most a few thousand years?"

Hua Wenya spoke suddenly, his eyes were cold: "But I have lived for tens of thousands of years since I can remember."

Xiao Fuyao on the side stared slightly, obviously surprised by the other party's words.

"So, how do you know who I am?"

Hua Wenya lowered his eyebrows, his thick eyelashes covered those complicated eyes.

Donghuang Taiyi never mentioned her life experience, nor did she tell who her parents were.

Even other people should know that the lifespan of ordinary people is only a hundred years, while the lifespan of immortals is only a few thousand years at most.

She has lived for tens of thousands of years from the time she can remember.

Never grow old.

Donghuang Taiyi repeatedly told himself that it would be good to treat him as his father, and there was no need to think about other things.

In the past, she was only injured by a magical beast, so Donghuang Taiyi gave her the Bodhi Umbrella to keep her safe.

"All those who can live for tens of thousands of years in the world are the gods."

Xiao Fuyao covered her eyes.

Whether it is a monster or a plant, only the gods can exist in the world for such a long time.

She looked at the blue-clothed woman beside her, and it was hard to guess that the other party was a god, stronger than the ancients.

Hua Wenya didn't say much, looked up at the dark night sky, and countless frost and snow fell to whiten the earth.

The bustling scenes are all decorated with ice and snow.

"If the heart is forever old, it will be placed by someone's side."

She murmured to herself, this is what Donghuang Taiyi said the most, and now Hua Wenya still can't understand the meaning.

Xiao Fuyao sighed softly, no matter whether the other party lied to her or not, she didn't intend to care too much.

Ten days later, her return date came, and in the last time, she just wanted to treat herself better.

In fact, the two of them are very similar, both lonely and serious.

Compared with Hua Wenya who only had Donghuang Taiyi, Xiao Fuyao had already lost her only dream red makeup, leaving only a nightmare city.

Maybe it's because the aura on the other party's body is too similar to his own, or maybe it's amazing at first sight.

Wherever Xiao Fuyao went, Hua Wenya followed, entangled Xiao Fuyao tightly like a brown candy that couldn't be shaken off.

If Donghuang Taiyi found out, he might go out in person and snatch Hua Wenya back to Moxian Pavilion.

How could the girl I raised with great difficulty be abducted like this!!!

Until one night, Xiao Fuyao lost the wedding note sent to her by the Xiao family, and when she found it, it was in Hua Wenya's hands.

She sat outside the dilapidated temple, bathed in the moonlight, and looked at the carved wedding letter coldly.

"Why do you want to marry your brother?"

Seeing Xiao Fuyao approaching, she subconsciously asked.

"Do you like that Xiao Zhisheng?"

Like a steel needle, these words undoubtedly pierced Xiao Fuyao Nilin.

She reached out to retrieve the wedding letter, turned coldly and left the ruined temple where she lived.

What was rare was that Hua Wenya didn't follow her this time, but just sat in the distance, staring blankly at her receding back.

The heart that had been lonely for tens of thousands of years seemed to be alive and conscious.

But why, it would be a kind of unspeakable embarrassment.

With a quick glance, it seems like falling flowers stay in my heart.

Engraved wedding paper, the dazzling red...

Hua Wenya, who has always been free and numb, had a direction for the first time, and she wanted to go and see Xiao Fuyao again.

Fairyland

The place where the Xiao family is entrenched is a fairy city.

As soon as Yu Qingmo came here, she was amazed by the joy in the city, and she couldn't recover from the shock in her heart for a long time.

The ground of Xiandu City is covered with precious red carpets, which spread to the gate of the Xiao Clan in nine routes, adding up to hundreds of miles of red carpet.

Nearly a thousand towering ancient trees were covered with red cloth with the Xiao family crest tattooed on them, fluttering in the air.

Scarlet petals were strewn all over the street, and the guards of the Xiao clan who had already put on happy red clothes were patrolling around.

In the bustling city of Xiandu, people come and go, even the children are dressed in red, holding baskets in their hands, and handing out free wedding candies to passers-by.

The inns and restaurants in the city were also hung with red cloths, and opened their doors to entertain passers-by for free.

These outsiders who came to Xiandu City were also aiming at this once-in-a-thousand-year wedding banquet, and they all wanted to see how peerless the rumored city lord was.

There are still three days before the divorce banquet, and the atmosphere is already like this. It is not difficult for Yu Qingmo to guess how grand that day will be.