The hostess said I flirted with her

Who is Venerable Yufeng?

Could it be Yun Yanqing's fiancé?

Is Yun Yanqing's demons related to him?

……

These questions made Nan Shuyu very confused, but she had no time to think deeply, and the most important thing at present was to find Yun Yanqing.

Nan Shuyu took a look at the post, and found that the place to watch the ceremony was the Supreme Holy Land, and the time to watch the ceremony was three days later.

In this way, Yun Yanqing should be in the Supreme Saint Realm at this time.But she has never heard of this place, where is this supreme holy place?

Just as Nan Shuyu was thinking hard, she caught a glimpse of four small black dots suddenly appearing in the air. Because the five senses of the foundation-building cultivator were ten times sharper than ordinary people, she could clearly see the so-called small black dots——

It was a young girl driving a crane.

Those four women were not like her "parents" who were surrounded by white mist. They were all beautiful and slim beauties, wearing the same style of flowing fairy skirts, which looked like the clothes of a certain family or power.

Yun Yanqing should know them, otherwise their appearance would not be so clear.

When the crane landed, the four girls saluted her respectfully, and the leading girl said: "The young master wants to meet Fairy Heshu, and invites Fairy to accompany us to the holy land."

Heshu is the name Lanyue took for her after she came under Lanyue's seat.

Lanyue has always chosen a name at will, and it is their turn to be the generation of Crane. Originally, Lanyue was supposed to choose a character for them, a combination of two characters, but Lanyue was lazy and chose directly from their names. one word.

Just like Yun Yanqing's name is Heqing, but she is Heshu.

Closer to home, the holy land they are talking about may be the "Supreme Holy Land".

Nan Shuyu tentatively said, "Why is Senior Sister free to see me?"

The head woman lowered her head slightly, and said: "I dare not speculate on the thoughts of the young master, so I invite the fairy to go and talk about it."

It seems that it is indeed Yun Yanqing's person, but there is nowhere to look for it, and it takes no effort to get it.She was thinking about how to get to the Supreme Saint Realm, when Yun Yanqing's people came to pick her up.

Nan Shuyu held the Dongliang sword in her arms, raised her jaw slightly, "Let's go."

Compared with flying with a sword, riding a crane is more like a unique way for immortals to travel.If Nan Shuyu hadn't remembered that she had a mission, she would have enjoyed the feeling of riding a crane.

Supreme Holy Land is located in the southeast of Beidao Nanjia. Unlike other places located on the sea or on mountains, Supreme Holy Land is more like the residence of gods because it is in the sky.

Even Nan Shuyu, who can barely claim to have seen the world, was amazed by it. The cloud-shrouded steps are like the ladder to heaven in ancient Chinese texts, followed by four stone pillars that support the sky. She couldn't quite understand it, she guessed it was something like the Yun family's family motto.

Different from the white mist of Beidao Nanjia, the Supreme Holy Land is just like a real fairyland, even the patterns on the stone pillars or handrails are clearly visible.

Nan Shuyu held the sword and followed the four women towards the courtyard where Yun Yanqing lived. Everyone they met on the way was extremely lively, but some had bright eyes, while others were slightly dull.

This should have something to do with Yun Yanqing's understanding of them.

Nan Shuyu speculated.

The four people led her into the study room, but there was no sign of Yun Yanqing inside, she turned her head and asked, "Where is Senior Sister?"

They didn't explain this, and one of the women said: "Please wait here for Fairy Heshu." After speaking, the four of them left the room one by one and closed the door.

Nan Shu felt that Yun Yanqing was on something important, so she sat down and waited, and took a look at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the study.

Her father really loves these calligraphy and paintings, and sometimes he would go out of the world to search for a few masterpieces. Even so, her appreciation ability is still zero, and she can't even understand what is written on that scroll. Can see the final signature.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement, Nan Shuyu secretly felt weird, got up and went to the door to have a look, but she stretched out her hand and pushed it but failed to push it open, she pulled again, but the door didn't move at all.

Nan Shuyu's face turned cold, and she raised her voice and shouted: "I want to go out, open the door quickly!"

No one answered the door.

This is not the way of hospitality that a family should have. How can there be any reason to lock the guests in the study?

No matter how big Nan Shuyu's heart is, she still found something wrong. She held the sword and wanted to split the door, but the moment the sword energy hit the door, it bounced back. The flower stand behind the position was smashed by the rebounding sword energy.

How the hell did this bounce back?

Nan Shuyu's face turned pale, they really wanted to trap her here, were they afraid that she would take Yun Yanqing away?

Nan Shuyu clenched the Dongliang sword in her hand, and started to chop down with one sword move. Unlike just now, she used [-]% of her cultivation this time.

The fierce sword qi slashed towards the door with awe-inspiring aura. Nan Shuyu was keenly aware of what the sword qi hit when it struck the door. She used the magic formula to inject spiritual energy into the sword, and after a few breaths of stalemate, , only heard a crisp cracking sound, the sword energy that was originally parried slammed towards the door, and the four doors were turned into powder under the sharp sword energy.

Nan Shuyu took a deep breath, half of the aura in her body had been consumed.If those people want to stop her, I'm afraid it will be a fierce battle.

Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, her body sensed the danger and turned around sharply to avoid it. A sword qi brushed across her cheek, and the tingling sensation on her face made her more vigilant.

coming.

Nan Shuyu looked up and saw that it was the four women who had led her over just now, and the four of them didn't speak, they raised their swords and attacked her.

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"My lord, the time is almost here."

The maid holding the phoenix crown lowered her voice.

Yun Yanqing's face remained calm, but the palms hidden in the wide cuffs were already clenched tightly, and the rounded nails left deep marks on the palms, and the clear pain reminded her that the time had come.

Her eyes were lowered, and her butterfly-like eyelashes covered the darkness in her eyes. She stood up and said in a flat tone, "Yes."

Since the day she became the young master of the Yun family, she has been prepared for today's event. She thought she could face all this calmly, but she still overestimated herself.

Unwilling, but also helpless.

So what about the Bing Linggen, what about the chief disciple of Xuanzong, in the end it is not the furnace of Venerable Yufeng.

The corners of Yun Yanqing's lips pursed slightly, and a beautiful face suddenly flashed in her mind.

She... is already the backer of the Nan family.

If I can become the backer of the Yun family, maybe I can get rid of all this, right?

"Little Lord--"

When did she become so unrealistic?

Yun Yanqing smiled wryly in her heart, looking at the woman in the wedding dress in the mirror, the fiery red almost burned her eyes.

It's ugly.

"Young master, it's time to go."

The maid serving on the side reminded with a blank face.

The guests who received the post had already been seated, and the Supreme Yun family had invited almost every prominent figure in the cultivation world, and anyone who was picked at random was a big boss.

Everyone has a real or fake smile on their face.

Although they don't know who this so-called Venerable Yufeng is, there must be something extraordinary about making the number one beauty in the cultivation world and both of them a Taoist companion.

Marrying Yun Yanqing means getting half of the Supreme Yun family.Who doesn't want a powerful beauty?

This Venerable Yufeng is so beautiful!

Regardless of what the guests were thinking, when the two protagonists in wedding gowns slowly entered the dojo, the guests who were originally whispering suddenly fell silent and cast their gazes at the two protagonists.

It's just that Venerable Yufeng was covered by white mist, and he couldn't tell the difference between tall, short, fat, and thin, and his appearance.

And everyone present was not surprised by the comparison, it seemed that Venerable Yufeng looked like this.

Yun Yanqing's head drooped slightly, and she turned a deaf ear to her father's precepts. Like a puppet, she followed the steps and exchanged tokens with the Venerable Yufeng beside her, and cut off a strand of temple hair and weaved it into a knot.

Until the last step, both parties have to swear by their demons that they will live and die together with the person beside them, then the ceremony will be officially completed.

She was originally the furnace of Venerable Yufeng, and this wedding was also a gift from Venerable Yufeng to the Yun family. Naturally, she couldn't let Venerable Yufeng really swear by the demon in his heart.

At this last moment, Yun Yanqing's heart was suddenly as quiet as water, and she heard her own voice say calmly: "I, Yun Yanqing, with the heart demon—"

"Bam—"

A loud noise interrupted the ongoing ceremony, and the guests who were quietly watching the ceremony started making noise, Yun Yanqing followed the sound in astonishment.

It was her maid Nong Mo who caused the loud noise. The thick ink fell in the center of the dojo. A cold sword was pierced into her heart, and the dark red blood kept gushing out from the wound, dyeing the light-colored Liuxian skirt red.

what happened? !

Yun Yanqing raised her head in disbelief, only to see a neat and slender figure turning over and down, the man raised his hand and pulled out the sword in Nong Mo's heart, blood splashed on the man, Nong Mo twitched twice and then remained silent.

The man looked up at her, and smiled brightly at her with a beautiful face, as if thousands of peach blossoms bloomed in an instant.

She said: "Fortunately caught up!"

"Senior sister, I will take you out."