When Immortal Venerable was called off in public

Everyone's impression of Su Wenqing is still that "the cultivation base is exhausted and the body is weak". Even if he was favored by the emperor later and returned to his current good looks, he is not the white-clothed fairy who used to guard the six realms with a sword .

The people from the mainland next door have never seen Su Wenqing's cultivation, and they think that he is first-class good-looking, not as smart as a woman, but it makes people forget.

Such a beauty should sit upright on the lotus platform where no one touches, and is probably not aggressive.

So at this moment, when they saw Langyue's sword light almost covering the sky, during this period, the sword was infinite and the Taoism was infinite. The cage formed naturally like heaven and earth trapped Qingyao in it. A little more magic was useless. The shock can be imagined And know.

Lang Yue's sword is white, and he can swing it freely. Su Wenqing has long been united with the sword. This whiteness seems to be as light as a flutter, but in fact, the aura it drives is thunderous!

The Nine Heavens Milky Way came rushing in, it was Su Wen who knew his own swordsmanship - Mountains, Rivers and Snows!

He hadn't used it since his self-cultivation was exhausted, and he was running freely at the moment. He just felt extremely happy, and his soul was surging. Wei Sheng who was in it should also feel something, and suddenly gave Su Wenqing a picture.

If the swordsmanship of Immortal in White Clothed just now had room for it, he was infected with killing intent at this moment.

The humming continued, and Emperor Wang Yuan stared at Su Wenqing without blinking his eyes. He didn't care about Qing Yao's life or death at all, and took the time to say to the restless Fen Kui in his mind and soul: "Calm down, what do you want to do in this situation?" ? Two against one? Isn’t this bullying? You have a magic sword, can you have a little bit of backbone?”

Fen Ke whimpered, Emperor Zun didn't bother to pay attention to it.

In the final blow, Su Wenqing's swordsmanship was without any fancy, just piercing straight in, like cutting the tip of a bamboo shoot, it cut Qing Yao's barrier in half.

Qing Yao paused suddenly, and Lang Yue's sword had already sunk half an inch into her chest.

Of course, for a cultivator, he can survive for a while without a heart, and this injury is just a loss of vitality.

However, Qing Yao's face was trampled on the ground in public.

Su Wenqing's expression was cold: "Sorry, I didn't control my strength." Having said that, he immediately retracted Lang Yue, and slapped Qing Yao back in front of everyone.

Qing Yao looked surprised, it's impossible!No matter how great the swordsmanship Su Wenqing is, it is impossible for Su Wenqing to defeat himself at the Nascent Soul stage with his cultivation base at the Transformation God stage, unless he...

"You..." Qing Yao wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Su Wenqing.

"Master Zhang, Elder Qingyao is unwilling, so I can only take it by force."

Zhang Luyun was holding the two instruments, and now he didn't want to let go of anything, and felt that Qingyao was really ignorant. Thinking of what Shi Qianqiu said just now, Qingyao had plotted against Emperor Zun and Xianjun. Let the two go out, so his expression turned cold, and he signaled his disciples.

Two Bimeng Pavilion disciples stepped forward and grabbed Qingyao's arms, immobilizing him for a while. Qingyao's eyes flashed with shame and anger, and the jade crown was skewed. It was the first time he was in such a mess. He could break free from these two disciples, but No, because Zhang Luyun nodded, and if he tossed about again, his face would be torn apart. The ever-burning lamps of the 400 Yaoyun faction were still in their hands.

Su Wenqing took Lang Yue away, flipped his palm, and conjured up a folding fan. This folding fan was cast by illusion. It was scarlet all over, with unique patterns, like a piercing needle, causing Qing Yao's pupils to shrink suddenly. .

The memories he was least willing to face and blocked were like water breaking through the stone wall at this moment. A bigger roar and turbulence was about to hit. Qing Yao's inner defense was crumbling. For the first time, panic flashed in his gentle and peaceful eyes. Nor was it the strategizing elder, whose sanity fell apart under the hint of Su Wenqing's action.

Putting the folding fan on his chin, he lifted Qingyao's head a little higher. With a dull expression, he recalled in a trance that the restriction outside the mansion was opened that day, and several great powers swarmed in, trapping Wei Sheng, who had insufficient spiritual power, inside. Sheng couldn't break free, and one of them picked up his chin with a red folding fan, and praised his good looks.

What were you doing at that time?Qing Yao returned to that moment, yes... He hid at the door, sitting with folded arms, half crying and half laughing, almost going crazy.

Why can't you just try to like him?Obviously they were the first to meet, and I have always been so kind to Wei Sheng, loving him and pampering him, thinking that the two are in love, letting the possessive desire in my heart grow wildly, to the point where I can't control it, and I have become a demon!

But Wei Sheng still left. He kissed Ze Yu, hugged Ze Yu, and did things that Qing Yao was mad with jealousy, and then his inner demon broke out, and a voice in his mind told him: If you can’t get it, destroy it, and let him get it. Everything stays at the best time.

But when Wei Sheng let out a suppressed cry of pain, Qing Yao still regretted it. He timidly looked through the crack of the door and saw that the blood-red fan handle raised Wei Sheng's chin to the highest point, exposing the white and fragile neck, and a group of bloodthirsty beasts were injured. Unable to be tempted by the original breath, he opened his scarlet mouth and bit down one by one.

This scene overlapped strangely with this moment, the fan in Su Wenqing's hand also lifted his chin to the highest point, Qing Yao actually felt that she had become a dangerous Sheng!He suddenly lost the strength to resist, his whole body seemed to be frozen, fear and despair filled his heart, he even felt the pain of sharp teeth piercing flesh.

Oh I see……

Because of him, Wei Sheng faced everything that was worse than death.

Seeing the red light flashing in Qing Yao's eyes, which was a sign of the raging demons, Su Wenqing smiled softly. Under the eyes of everyone, he stretched out his hand and tore off Qing Yao's magic robe.

Everything seemed to slow down, Qing Yao's eyes widened slightly, and she felt that something was pulled out of her body forcibly, it hurt...it hurts too much.

But where did it go?Su Wenqing thought to himself that he deliberately changed the blood-colored folding fan just to remind Qing Yao of this scene, and Wei Sheng let him see it just now, and when Wei Sheng was forced to look up, he had already spotted Qing Yao at the door , and it is clear who betrayed him.

The robes were flying, and everyone couldn't see Su Wenqing and Qing Yao for a moment. In this gap, Su Wenqing smiled and said softly, "Wei Sheng misses you, let me say hello to the elder."

In the reincarnation of heaven, did Qing Yao really never think that there would be a day when she would pay the price?

It was time for his self-deception to come to an end.

The dharma robe fell into Su Wenqing's arms, and Qing Yao was left with a white underclothes, which was not good-looking, but he seemed to have been sucked out of his soul, just digesting Su Wenqing's words just now in a daze, who ...who wants to ask himself?

"Shame!" Zhang Wei scolded in a low voice, and casually changed Qingyao into an outer disciple's robe to cover her body. It was dusty, and with Qingyao's image, she was immediately different from that immortal elder far.

"Who did you just mention..." Qing Yao raised her head slowly.

Su Wenqing put the robe back into the ring, as if he didn't hear Qing Yao's question, he looked up at Emperor Wang Yuan: "I want to eat grilled fish."

Liu Zhuyuan immediately took the Taoist companion's hand, "Go back to Qilu Mountain, I'll bake it for you."

"Elder!" Duan Ziyang rushed forward, struggling to help Qingyao up, he burst into tears immediately, and did not forget to look in the direction of Emperor Zun.

Emperor Wang Yuan could know what his Taoist partner wanted with his eyes closed, but he was really powerless when it came to Duan Ziyang, he hesitated and said, "Your eyes hurt?" Otherwise, why would you blink so frequently.

Duan Ziyang choked up obviously.

Standing on the outermost side, Wang Yuan rolled his eyes, and he felt that Emperor Wang Yuan's mind was really different from that of ordinary people.

Liu Huangyuan finally ignored Duan Ziyang, thinking that those green fishes in the back mountain would be hard to find at night, so he wanted to give Su Wenqing a taste of them.

When the people almost dispersed, Qing Yao was also helped away by his disciples. Zhang Luyun put away the magic weapon, walked to Duan Ziyang and whispered: "Didn't you say that you have been kind to Emperor Zun, so you can ask Emperor Zun to help you?" Is there something wrong? This is called grace?!"

The tone was unavoidably harsh, and Duan Ziyang's mind buzzed, feeling extremely humiliated.

"Ziyang." Zhang Luyun pointedly said, "Your talent is mediocre, if you want to have a place in Bimeng Pavilion, you have to show the corresponding value, understand what I mean?"

Duan Ziyang nodded anxiously: "I understand, Master."

"Ziyang is my friend, please take care of him." Bai Lengyan said to Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei glanced at Duan Ziyang and nodded impatiently.

Sending Zhang Wei away, Bai Lengyan pulled Duan Ziyang to a place where no one was around, "You can't sit still, you have to find a way... Duan Ziyang!" Bai Lengyan yelled loudly to wake up Duan Ziyang, who was still confused, "Yao Yun Pai is gone a long time ago, you are no longer that young master who is sought after by others! Take a closer look, Su Wenqing has already climbed on top of us! Now those backbones and pride are worthless! Don't hold on , Zuoqiuye fell into a deep sleep with his vital energy injured in the Yaozu civil war, he can't help you, and neither can Qingyao, the only one who can help you is yourself!"

Duan Ziyang was moved by the words, and murmured: "What should I do?"

"You are kind to Emperor Zun, but you were too noble in the past." Bai Lengyan said softly, "I don't believe that Emperor Zun has no affection for you, maybe it's your refusal that refuted his face, men are good at face, let alone Emperor Zun is so powerful, do you understand what I mean?"

Bai Lengyan's voice was bewitching: "Ziyang, you can't give in any longer... Ask yourself, do you really dislike Emperor Zun?"

This sentence made Duan Ziyang tremble, don't you like it?

How can you not like it?

It's just that Emperor Wang Yuan was too tall and unattainable. Duan Ziyang didn't dare at that time, knowing that the two of them would have no result, it was better to refuse than to do so. Hearing the rumors that Emperor Zun "couldn't get what he asked for", he was secretly delighted. I think this distance is just right, but there are two people, and now there is a Su Wenqing in the middle.

"I understand." Duan Ziyang's expression gradually became firm.

At night, Qilu Mountain fell into a dead silence. In order to appease the soul that wanted to break through the realm, Su Wenqing spread it out. He could not only close his eyes to rest his mind, but also look at the grass and grass of Qilu Mountain from the perspective of heaven. Wood, one flower and one insect.

And the figure climbing up from the foot of the mountain is too abrupt, he is obviously cultivated, but he still wants to walk up step by step, the surrounding restrictions have been lifted, he seems to be doing it specially for others to see.

Su Wenqing fixed his eyes and found out that it was Duan Ziyang.

He opened his eyes from the darkness, looked at the sleeping Emperor Wang Yuan beside him, and got up lightly.

Duan Ziyang climbed to the top of Qilu Mountain at dawn. He was covered in sweat, but with an indistinguishable tenacity, he saw a slender figure in the clouds and mists. Duan Ziyang was overjoyed and quickened his pace: "Emperor Zun !"

The visitor turned around, his eyes were clear and flawless, Duan Ziyang's smile froze, and he stopped immediately.

"Come from afar." Su Wen said lightly, "Thanks for your hard work."