Good one. Anyone who disagrees can fight!

This woman's words are too rampant!

All the decent elders present were breathless. However, Su Qinghuan, as the God of God, was only one step away from crossing the robbery and flying up, and there had been no successful cases of transitional robbery in the canglan continent for thousands of years.

Therefore, today's su Qinghuan has indeed stood at a sufficient height without looking at anyone's face.

……

The woman in the red wedding dress walked through the clouds with the pale boy in her arms. Her sleeves swayed with the vigorous wind, as if there were only scenes in the painting. It was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

Even the red gold phoenix on the woman's big sleeve seems to be reborn and fly.

……

Those Yuanying elders outside Chonghua palace who are afraid of Su Qinghuan can't help being amazed by such a beautiful picture for a second.

——Friars should have been devoted to preaching. Any crazy men and women are never suitable for cultivating immortals, but the glazed immortal is so beautiful that no wonder he can give up his life.

Since ancient times, beauty has always been a curse.

Liu Haoran, the eldest disciple of Liuli peak of Qingyun sect, had no such emotion. He looked at the figure of the woman holding Yan Hanzhou's sword, and the pain in his heart was getting deeper and deeper.

But there was a trace of relief in the bottom of young sword repair's eyes.

——At least, the younger martial brother is so sincere to accept the master, and is even willing to give up cultivation and life for the master. He and the master... Are really a perfect couple.

As for that... I'm afraid that the God devil statue has been destroyed by thunder robbery. It's a little pathetic.

It is clear that this gorgeous wedding is a grand ceremony for him and his master.

Does this count as making wedding clothes for others?

……

Liu Haoran was not the only one who sympathized with Jun Jiuyou.

"Unexpectedly, the glazed immortal Zun ran away with her little apprentice."

"Tut tut Tut, look at Yan Hanzhou's eyes on Liuli immortal Zun. How can it be just a simple respect for the teacher?"

"Pity the Jiuyou devil. In the end, it's all empty."

Several Yuan Ying friars were wringing their wrists.

Yan Hanzhou was taken away by Su Qinghuan. Once Yan Hanzhou, a monster like genius, recovers his injury and unites with Liuli xianzun, where will there be an enemy when he travels across the canglan continent in the future?

If Yan Hanzhou didn't faint for Su Qinghuan to stop Lei Jie today, it would be the best time to kill with one blow, otherwise there would be so many people willing to stand up!

……

"Elder martial brother, the elder martial brother should have taken the younger martial brother back to the Liuli peak of Qingyun sect? Shall we go back now?"

When Zhong linger heard those people's comments, he couldn't help but show the appearance of the devil king Jiuyou.

She originally thought this man was a big devil with a green face and fangs. Unexpectedly, he was so beautiful and forced. He was not inferior to the young martial brother's clean and handsome face, and even had a bit more manly.

It's her favorite type.

It's sad that such a brilliant man died so easily.

Pathetic, pathetic.

"Well, let's go back first."

"The master hasn't returned to Liuli peak for a long time. I'm afraid it will take a lot of attention to heal the younger martial brother recently. We have to take care of the things up and down the peak as soon as possible."

Zhong ling'er nodded. She thought of the injured Yan Hanzhou. Out of her fanatical worship and blind dependence on the teacher, she didn't think there would be any problem for Yan Hanzhou to recover from the injury. On the contrary, there was another doubt in the girl's mind.

"Elder martial brother..."

"What's the matter?"

"Elder martial brother, do you think the younger martial brother is really a half man and half devil monster? If the elder martial brother has to leave the younger martial brother on the Liuli peak, will others criticize him?"

Zhong ling'er has no prejudice against Yan Hanzhou. Although she was somewhat estranged from the younger martial brother because of her entry into Tianyuan secret territory, they grew up together after all. Zhong ling'er has a more unruly character and is not too unreasonable.

Liu Haoran didn't expect Zhong linger to be worried about this.

The young sword in a white and blue Taoist robe smiled faintly when xiudun. He just felt that Zhong linger's head couldn't turn around.

"As long as the master wants to... The patriarch will sell him a favor."

"Ah? Why? Isn't the patriarch afraid of being criticized by other sects?"

Zhong linger was confused.

She really doesn't know much about human sophistication.

"What a silly girl. The master is now the master of Huashen, not to mention the sect leader. Even if the elder of Huashen who is closed in the door goes out of the mountain, he has to respect her. How can the sect leader offend the master foolishly when he is such a good treasure of the town sect?"

"That's also..."

Zhong linger felt a sigh of relief.

She was still very worried about Su Qinghuan's safety.

"As long as the master doesn't have trouble."

"But..."

Liu Haoran looked at Zhong linger's simple face and hesitated.

"How do you feel if the master becomes a Taoist couple with the younger martial brother in the future, linger?"

"Ah?! he dares!"

Zhong linger was stunned.

"Even if younger martial brother wants to... Master... Will you agree? Not to mention... They are teachers and disciples!"

Etiquette and law imprison the world.

But... It's not so difficult as long as they want to.

Liu Haoran was not ready to tell Zhong linger this truth.

He told the little younger martial sister about it in advance, just hoping to pave the way for her more psychology. After all, Yan Hanzhou, who has always been the youngest generation, suddenly wants to be promoted to a martial Duke. I'm afraid Zhong linger is mad.

But these are small things.

I just wish... Master can be happy.

Young Jianxiu was so blessed in his heart, and there was still a sense of disappointment in his eyes.

……

Su Qinghuan didn't know that when she left Yujian, her other two apprentices predicted her marriage with Yan Hanzhou.

The woman carefully carried the boy through the clouds.

The vigorous wind is mighty.

The boy with his eyes closed suddenly whispered in pain.

"Master!"

"Han Zhou, I'm here."

Su Qinghuan looked down at Yan Hanzhou and felt bitter in his heart.

"Master..."

The boy opened his eyes as if he were awake, and his eyes were somewhat lax.

"Master, am I dreaming?"

"Not..."

Su Qinghuan looked at the boy whose lips were still covered with blood. Somehow, she remembered Jun Jiuyou who fell in the thunder robbery. She couldn't help choking.

"Han Zhou, don't be afraid. This is not a dream."

When the teenager saw Su Qinghuan's eyes that seemed to look at others through himself, his joy suddenly darkened.

His internal organs were broken by the thunder, and his pain was like a shadow. At the moment, he had no time to imagine anything else.

The boy could only curl up in the woman's arms silently, and his eyes were dazzled.

"Master, you won't leave the cold boat, will you?"