After the Heartthrob Reborn [Transmigration Book]

Su Ziyu was expecting the legendary bridegroom to appear when he felt a light pat on the shoulder.

Looking back, it turned out to be Qi Binggan.Qi Binggan stood behind Su Ziyu alone, but the other two suzerains who had been walking with him before were not around.

Seeing Su Ziyu turning his head back, Qi Binggan said with a smile on his face, "Fellow Daoist Xiaoyu, are you here too?"

Su Ziyu just glanced at him indifferently, then withdrew his gaze and ignored him.

Although Su Ziyu ignored Qi Binggan, he sat beside Su Ziyu, suddenly raised his head and said to Yun Hanyan, "Sect Master Yun."

Yun Hanyan's eyes darkened.

Su Ziyu was startled, and turned to look at Qi Binggan suspiciously.

"The Fusu Sword is famous far and wide. Even though I'm an ignorant and ignorant member of the Xianmen sect, I can still recognize it. In fact, the moment Sect Master Yun took out the sword, I already knew the identity of Sect Master Yun." Qi Binggan said to Yun Hanyan. He cupped his hands, and said, "I have admired your name for a long time, and it is a great honor to know Sect Master Yun."

Yun Hanyan looked indifferent, and still ignored him.

Although no one responded, Qi Binggan didn't seem to care much, turned his head, looked at Su Ziyu, and said, "Daoist Xiaoyu, I'm really sorry about what happened that day. We mentioned Su Ziyu in the car and got emotional Point, I probably disturbed you, so don't be angry. But you say that people with a sense of justice, once they mention this kind of scum from the fairy sect, they will inevitably want to uphold justice and let others know how vicious he is. Hypocrisy, are you right?"

The cold light in Yun Hanyan's eyes slightly revealed.Su Ziyu stretched out his hand from under the table, squeezed his hand lightly, and ignored Qi Binggan's words.

Qi Binggan had another boring conversation, and he didn't care, and continued: "Fellow Daoist Xiaoyu, do you know the story about Tsing Yi holding the sword?"

Of course Su Ziyu knew that the allusion of Tsing Yi wielding the sword was about himself.

Su Ziyu has a natal immortal sword called Chaoyun. Back then, Chaoyun flew up the mountain with one sword, slaughtered Ziyun's patriarch's [-]-mile demon cave, and went out to cultivate immortality. He became famous in one battle.Because Su Ziyu stepped on the clouds back then, gently stroked the sword with two fingers, and was so chic and unrestrained. He was also dressed in Tsing Yi, with a fairy-like arrogance, like a god descending to the world, the world called it "Tsing Yi Stroking the Sword."

Qi Binggan looked Su Ziyu up and down, and with a volume that only two people could hear, he smiled coldly in his throat: "Since Qingyi Lord Qingyi holding the sword was exposed for his ugly face, now in the Thirteen Continents A person who dares to wear a green robe... Fellow Daoist Xiaoyu's swordsmanship and clothes are truly unique in the world."

Su Ziyu is not a fool, so he naturally heard what Qi Binggan was implying, and gave him a faint look.

"You said that there are people who are willing to hide their names and change their appearance. Why don't they deliberately change their swordsmanship, moves, or even the style of their clothes? Mr. Qingyi is famous, thinking that if you change your name and face, others will Will you not recognize him?" Qi Bingqian said with a low smile: "I deliberately told some people about the marriage ceremony of the Goddess Xuantian that day, and I knew he would come. Su Ziyu has killed countless demons, and everyone can't wait to see him. Eat his flesh alive to avenge the sea of ​​​​blood and deep hatred. He does not take the right path and is cast aside by the world of cultivators. It can be said that he is besieged on all sides. You see, so many immortal cultivators and demon cultivators are present today. If Su Ziyu appears here, you think he can have a complete corpse?"

Su Ziyu chuckled, and said in a deep voice, "You can try."

"Heh, I said Qingyi-jun is really not smart at all. Why would a person seek death if he can choose to live?" Qi Bing said dryly, "Today, the goddess Xuantian is getting married, and I don't want anything to happen to the wedding of the goddess who is respected by the three worlds." Yao Mozi, I just want you to do me a favor, and let's pretend we haven't met today."

Yesterday, one savior was one savior, but today it has become a naked threat.Su Ziyu has long been used to the capriciousness of these people in the cultivation world, and said coldly: "Don't even think about it."

Qi Bing said dryly: "I haven't said what I want you to do for me."

Su Ziyu said coldly: "Nothing will work."

"You are so boring." Qi Bingqian shook his head and sighed, "You are looking for your own death. I just want you to help with a very simple thing, you..."

Before Qi Binggan finished speaking, he felt a chill all over his body.Looking up, I saw Yun Hanyan looking at him coldly, the cold eyes in the glass-colored eyes were like sharp knives, capable of poking a hundred holes in a person's body.

Qi Binghan's back broke out in cold sweat, he shut his mouth and dared not speak, and then gave Su Ziyu a unwilling look.

Qi Binggan finally calmed down, Su Ziyu could only hear a shout from the stage over there: "Who dares to be presumptuous!"

Su Ziyu raised his head and looked at the situation over there.It turned out that just now the demon cultivators found out that the master of ceremonies ordered someone to invite the bridegroom and it was just a prevarication. The groom still didn't come out after a long time, and they started making trouble again.

The scolding voice was like a phoenix cry, proud and majestic without losing a trace of tenderness.Obviously a young woman.After hearing the scolding, all the demon cultivators stopped and stood on the observation deck where they were.

A slender figure slowly appeared from behind the fiery red curtain. The visitor was dressed in fiery red deep clothes, with a golden seal between the slender raised eyebrows, silver boots on his feet, long hair half up, and flowing blue silk.Every move, the clothes are full of wind, between the eyebrows and eyes, the charm is extreme.

——It is the number one beauty in the Three Realms, the Xuantian Goddess Xiling Jiali!

The moment Xiling Jiali appeared, almost everyone present held their breath.After a moment of silence, the demon cultivators suddenly shouted in unison: "Princess!"

Xiling Jiali raised her long eyebrows and said, "Everyone go back to their respective seats and sit down, this deity has something to say."

As soon as Goddess Xuantian spoke, everyone, no matter the demon cultivator or the immortal cultivator, quieted down and returned to their seats very obediently.

Xiling Jiali took a step forward on the stage, and said: "The deity asked you to come today, not for the purpose of getting married, but to announce another matter to you."

Hearing the sound, the four seats were in an uproar.

Can you just joke about getting married?Everyone came here for the wedding ceremony of Goddess Xuantian, but it turned out to be another matter? !

The demon cultivators present were also puzzled, Wen said: "Princess, you invited everyone here today, isn't it because you want to marry Yun Hanyan of Emperor Huizong of the Qing Dynasty?"

"Oh, to marry? Why does this deity want to marry?" Xiling Jiali said, "This deity is the goddess of Xuantian, sitting in Luofu's three realms, can't I live without a man?!"

Everyone present widened their eyes and looked at each other.

"The deity is very good alone, why should he be attached to a man?!" Xiling Jiali frowned slightly, and said angrily, "Then Su Qiyun, the previous suzerain of Qing Huizong, betrayed my aunt Xilingxue, and my aunt died for love. I, Xiling Jiali, will never I will follow in his footsteps! I, Xiling Jiali, swear to God that even if I live alone, I will never fall in love with Su Qiyun's son Yun Hanyan!"

A fairy cultivator couldn't help asking: "Why did the goddess claim that she was married to Sect Master Yun?! Why did you invite us..."

"You immortal cultivators, although you respect me as the goddess of Xuantian, you are very disrespectful to the goddess of Xuantian. It is said that Su Qiyun, the former suzerain of the Qing Huizong, profaned the goddess. My aunt Xilingxue was more prestigious than me in the Three Realms back then. Even if it ends like this, you immortal cultivators have never paid attention to me, the beauty of Xiling! I said that I want to marry Yun Hanyan, and you all respect Qing Huizong, so you will naturally come here to please Qing Huizong. If I don’t make it clear Huizong, ask yourselves how many people will come?!" Xiling Jiali said straightly, "Since I'm here, please listen carefully: I, Xiling Jiali, will be the Lord of the Three Realms!"

As soon as these words came out, the four people fell silent.After a while, the house was suddenly full of excitement.

Who doesn't want to be the Lord of the Three Realms, but even the Demon Lord Xiling has been extinct for so many years, and his wolf ambitions have been eyeing the cultivation world.How dare his daughter Xiling Jiali make such a scene directly? !

Su Ziyu was also a little stunned when he heard it, this plot seems not right?Why is this heroine so abnormal?Shouldn't he love the hero to death and stalk him to death? How did he become the only heroine?

"We have already respected you as a goddess, what do you want to be the lord of the Three Realms?!" A fairy cultivator got up and said, "The princess of the demon clan, even if she becomes the goddess of Xuantian, she is also a wolf's ambition!"

"Oh, what Xuantian Goddess is just your puppet! I want to become the master of the three worlds!" Xiling Jiali raised her slender phoenix eyes, glanced at the immortal cultivator, and said, "Listen to your words , didn’t you just ignore me, the Xuantian Goddess Xiling Jiali?!”

After Xiling Jiali finished speaking, her gaze became serious, and her five fingers were slowly closed together vigorously.Hearing only a "bang", the body of that immortal cultivator exploded in response.In an instant, it exploded into a puddle of blood!

Even everyone within ten feet of him was splashed with blood.

At the beginning, the Three Realms respected Xiling Jiali as a goddess and let him sit in the Louvre Palace in Gushe Mountain.The Louvre Palace is blessed by nature, and the speed of cultivation here is ten times faster than that of ordinary people. The magic power of Xiling Jiali is already immeasurable.After seeing her current wrist, everyone present was suddenly silent.

Xiling Jiali gestured with her eyes, asked the seven maids to come forward, and said leisurely: "All the immortals present here, you should either sit quietly and hand over the magical artifacts on your body. Or, just draw your sword to fight, I, Xiling Jiali, will definitely I will accompany you to the end!"

"Princess Sovereign! Princess Sovereign! Princess Sovereign!" The demon cultivators present suddenly became angry and shouted loudly.

That's right, Xiling Jiali, the eldest princess of the Mozun, occupies the Three Realms. How can the Three Realms not be the place where the demon cultivators run amok?If Xiling Jiali dominates the Three Realms, it is no different from the Demon Race unifying the Three Realms.

Under pressure, most of the immortal cultivators present chose to obediently hand over their magical artifacts.Since Su Ziyu was sitting in the corner with Yun Hanyan, the maid who received the magic weapon hadn't come here yet.It didn't matter that Su Ziyu didn't have anything in his hand, he turned his head and looked at the sword in Yun Hanyan's hand, obviously he wouldn't hand it over.

Su Ziyu was thinking about how to hide the Fusu sword so as not to cause any unnecessary trouble, but only heard that there was a dispute over there.

It's a romantic who refuses to hand over the folding fan in his hand.He got up and looked at Xiling Jiali, and said fearlessly: "This fan is like my life, even if I die, I can't give it to you!"

Xiling Jiali frowned, and slightly bent her fingers.

With a thought in his mind, Su Ziyu grabbed a walnut from the fruit plate and threw it out.The walnut was released as quickly as lightning, hitting Xiling Jiali's hand.

Xiling Jiali's hand trembled, and there was a bloodstain on her knuckles.She looked down at her fingers, raised her head and asked in a cold voice, "Who is impatient?!"

The walnuts were thrown from his own side, and they must not be denied. Su Ziyu was about to stand up and admit it, but Yun Hanyan held him down with one hand, but stood up before him.

Seeing Yun Hanyan get up, those present who recognized him immediately sighed.

Sect Master Yun of Qing Huizong, the largest sect in Shangzhen Thirteen Continents, is actually here!Now it's not certain who will win the deer.In short, there is a good show to watch!

Only Su Ziyu's heart tightened.This plot is wrong, is the hero and heroine going to fight?What is the direction of the plot now? !

However, with the current strength of Xiling Jiali, this is her old lair, if she really wants to fight Yun Hanyan... Su Ziyu thought about it, I am afraid Yun Hanyan will not get any advantage from her.

The figure who got up slowly, dressed in white clothes, was tall and straight, shining like a god descending into the world, and as bright as the rising moon.Seeing Yun Hanyan, Xiling Jiali was slightly taken aback.

How could there be such a handsome and unrestrained man in this world? !

Like a phoenix perched on a sycamore tree, there is no woman in this world who would not want to throw herself into the arms of a man like him.

Xiling Jiali looked at him and asked, "Who are you?"

A Xianxiu who recognized Yun Hanyan was the first to say: "He is Sect Master Yun of Qing Huizong!"

At this moment, Yun Hanyan seemed to be the only hope for the immortal cultivators, and they shouted one after another: "Sect Master Yun, don't let these wolves of demon cultivators succeed in their ambitions, you must save the righteous way!"

Just now Xiling Jiali who had vowed not to have a man looked at Yun Hanyan, then suddenly softened her voice and said, "So it's Brother Yun."

Sure enough, women are judged by faces. Just now, Goddess Xuantian who swore that she would never look down on Yun Hanyan even if she was alone all her life, actually called "Brother Yun" directly after seeing Yun Hanyan's true face.

Su Ziyu held his forehead silently, sure enough, everyone in this world can't escape the word "true fragrance".

Xiling Jiali looked at him and asked, "Brother Yun, do you want to sit in the Three Realms with me?"

Sure enough, the male lead will always have a natural and fatal allure to the female lead.He said just now that he would never fall in love with Yun Hanyan, and he didn't know if Xiling Jiali's face hurts.

Fearing that Yun Hanyan would abandon the righteous way for the beauty, the Xianxiu who was present hurriedly shouted: "Sect Master Yun, you are the pillar of the righteous way! Don't listen to this witch's bewitching!"

"Yes, Sect Master Yun, beauty is like floating clouds and righteousness is eternal!"

Yun Hanyan gave Xiling Jiali a cold look, and said, "I'm not interested."

"Oh? I don't know what Brother Yun is interested in?" Xiling Jiali narrowed her eyes slightly, her eyes moved downstream, and raised her eyebrows, "Is it the one next to you?"

Su Ziyu was taken aback, are you talking about me?It wasn't until Xiling Jiali looked at her that Su Ziyu realized that Yun Hanyan hadn't let go of the hand that was holding her, and now she was still holding both of her hands tightly!

Xiling Jiali looked at Su Ziyu, raised her lips slightly, and said, "I have admired Mr. Qingyi for a long time, she really is a great beauty."

Su Ziyu was startled.

All the immortal cultivators and demon cultivators present looked at Su Ziyu in unison.

Yun Hanyan's eyes turned cold, and he gently opened Su Ziyu's hands, and slowly pulled out the Fusu long sword in his hand.

Beside Su Ziyu, the seat where Qi Binggan was sitting just now was already empty.

He didn't know when he had already slipped away. He probably sent a voice transmission to Xiling Jiali and secretly revealed his identity.

Yun Hanyan, this is drawing his sword to kill him... Su Ziyu closed his eyes resignedly.