Chapter 1077

I don't know why, the man's heart suddenly seemed to be bitten by mosquitoes. The pain was very weak, but he couldn't ignore it.

However, the newly worshipped mentor has spoken. It is not easy for Qingxu shangzun to accept Su Xier. If he blows Qingxu shangzun's face again at this time, he is afraid that it will be more difficult in the ethereal summit in the future.

Murong Lingtian is a person who knows well. Naturally, he won't chase Su Qinghuan out regardless of the importance.

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From a distance, he looked at the back of the little fox and night Feihan who left side by side. In a trance, he was like a fairy couple in a folk script.

This scene immediately hurt Murong Lingtian's eyes.

"My God, why don't you go?"

Qingxu shangzun naturally noticed Murong Lingtian's Scarlet eyes and tail. The middle-aged uncle was startled by Murong Lingtian's eyes.

He found that Murong Lingtian was young, but his anger was far better than ordinary people.

——In the future, if he really betrothes Shen Yushuang to Murong Lingtian, I'm afraid what happened in the hall of wenyuezong today will also become the talk of everyone after dinner.

My daughter is afraid that after pursuing the night is not cold, she will have another joke!

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Qingxu shangzun was temporarily indifferent to his intention to choose Murong Lingtian as his son-in-law, but now Murong Lingtian is his own disciple, so he naturally regarded him as his own person.

After all, although Shen Yushuang, the beloved daughter of Supreme Master Qingxu, has a talent for cultivation, she is bent on pursuing non cold nights, resulting in poor performance in paving the way with various resources and famous teachers.

People's night is not cold, and Shen Yushuang's age is not different, but they are going to attack Yuanying. However, Shen Yushuang reluctantly broke through the foundation building and reached the early stage of golden elixir by relying on various spiritual flowers and fruits.

For a female nun with strong water spirit root talent, it can only be regarded as barely reaching the end.

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At ordinary times, many disciples of the ethereal peak boasted about Shen Jishuang. Outside the ethereal peak, other young men naturally looked at Shen Jishuang's beautiful face.

Even if there is a nun who is jealous of Shen's good life, she will never dare to provoke Shen's face. Who wants others to have a Yuanying father who is the leader of the peak?

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In this case, Qingxu shangzun naturally hopes that he can produce a pro disciple who can hold hands and live the scene in the ethereal peak.

With Murong Lingtian, he would not be the second candidate.

The middle-aged uncle Mei was obviously upset when he saw Murong Lingtian. He was meaningful.

"The future is long. Su Qinghuan is just messing around now. You are a foundation building disciple and have left her a lot. In the future, when you get married, she will only have the ability to chew her tongue."

"Remember, disciple."

Seeing the handsome young man in black robe nodding so obediently, the middle-aged uncle Mei finally didn't care so much about Murong Lingtian's humiliation of their ethereal peak.

Qingxu stroked his beard, his tone was close, but his look was full of warning.

"But you must not easily promise other women to marry again in the future, otherwise today's thing will happen again, and our whole ethereal peak will be laughed at."

Murong Lingtian seemed to think of something and suddenly clenched his fist.

"In the future, I will concentrate on cultivation. I will never find a Taoist companion until I reach Yuanying."

The Supreme Master Qingxu was dumbfounded when he heard the speech.

"Being a teacher is just to talk to you, and you don't have to be strict with yourself. Although we are not so keen on pulling the red line of disciples, if there is a woman who can match you in the future, being a teacher will also allow it."

This is naturally paving the way for his daughter Shen Yushuang.

Qingxu superior doesn't necessarily have to Murong Lingtian, but if Murong Lingtian breaks off the relationship between men and women, it's not good for him.

Murong Lingtian was still immersed in the picture when the little fox left with night Feihan. He thought he didn't care about the woman who had long been divorced by himself, and then humiliated him in public.

But somehow, seeing that she matched the man next to her so well, Murong Lingtian felt like a fishbone stuck in his heart.

No matter how clever the young man in black was, he didn't expect his cheap teacher to have such a mind.

Murong Lingtian is not the kind of person who indulges in female sex. If he was so vulgar, he would have become a good thing with Su Xier.

Even the natural beauty of Shen Lishan, when the man saw him in the main hall, he was not much surprised. On the contrary, Su Qinghuan and he jointly killed the iron backed black bear in the maze forest.

The fierce posture of the woman, the valiant challenge of the higher order, and even the black bear's blood splashing three feet, Su Qinghuan's appearance of still not stained with dust gave Murong Lingtian a different impression.

In fact, even Murong Lingtian doesn't know that he is cruel and cruel. He doesn't love the waxy little white rabbit. Instead, he likes different fireworks.

Su Xi'er in the original world line made Murong Lingtian feel strangely charming and had an indescribable relationship with Su Xi'er after killing Su Qinghuan himself.

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So Murong Lingtian just nodded absently towards Qingxu shangzun.

He didn't care what Qingxu shangzun said to find a woman who could match him.

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Murong Lingtian and Qingxu revered the ethereal peak, while Su Xier was naturally arranged at the inner door, which was too far away from the sleeping hall where her own disciples were located, one on the hillside and the other on the top of the mountain. She usually had to get permission even if she wanted to see Murong Lingtian.

The most important thing is that Murong Lingtian won't let him, so Su Xi'er is desperate and has no way.

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On the other side, Su Qinghuan had returned to xuanjian peak with Feihan the same night.

Su Qinghuan couldn't resist the sword completely, so he was brought back by standing on the sword that was not cold at night.

The vigorous wind is too strong here, and the original owner's body is weak and thin. Su Qinghuan still can't completely maintain his balance, so he simply grabbed the night's non cold sleeves, but it's not too much. Without relying on that he is a big straight man and doesn't understand anything, he directly put his hand around each other's waist.

"Younger martial sister, it's rare that you're not afraid of heights."

After the spirit sword, the night was not cold. Seeing that Su Qinghuan was not frightened, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Who says I'm not afraid of heights? I just tried not to vomit."

“……”

Su Qinghuan looked positive. In fact, she used to learn the art of defending the sword in Qingqiu and was a little afraid of heights, but in a certain immortal position, her sick disciple was too pestering and had to fly with her. She got used to it later.

Seeing ye Feihan's speechless expression, Su Qinghuan smiled badly and wanted to pretend that he wanted to vomit.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she held the man's hand, a burst of fishy sweetness came out of the throat.

"Well..."

When white sword Xiu saw the scarlet blood on the woman's lips, his face changed in an instant.