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By late autumn, there was a heavy rain outside.

It rained heavily and fell from the eaves. It was rainy and the air was cool.

Ling Hao pushes open the door and looks at the drizzle in the sky. There is a sadness between his eyebrows.

He stood with his hands on his back and the water dropped on the toe of his shoe.

"Husband, it's so heavy outside. Are you going out?"

Zhou qingday came from behind.

"There are three days left before Tianjiao meeting."

"The holy body of the gods and demons I cultivate is called the real magic way skill by the cultivators."

"If so, it will inevitably lead to many disputes."

At present, this is also Ling Hao's biggest headache. It's the so-called "three people make a tiger, all people spread gold.".

It's like yellow mud falling into the crotch. It's not shit.

"My husband is worried too much. Why should I care about other people's eyes?"

"No matter what we do, it's our own business, because people say you're a devil, and you think you're a devil, then you're really a devil."

Said Zhou qingdaytime slowly.

In this moment, Ling Hao turned around and looked at her stupidly.

"That's right!"

"No matter what others think of me, I am myself, and I will not change my heart for others."

The change of mood is extremely rapid. Ling Hao only feels that he can see the sky through the clouds and mist, and his heart is very clear.

"Thank you for sunny days."

"What do you say? We are husband and wife."

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. After the heavy rain, it was sunny.

In the early morning, the mist was continuous.

The city of Tianlong is very busy. Practitioners from all over the city are wearing strange clothes and walking on Mingwu street.

There is only one destination for them, which is the north Wild Goose holy land.

There are countless talented young people entering the Tianlong city with the psychology of being famous in the world.

As we all know, the north Wild Goose holy land is well-known. It is the heaven of cultivators and the holy land of the strong.

Even if they leave their hometown, they are willing to leave!

The white man sitting by the window on the second floor of the restaurant picked up the wine gourd at his waist and took a pleasant drink.

"Fame and wealth, it's very urgent."

"Why can't you drink a little wine like me and find some girls to accompany you when you are in such a hurry and have been walking or running all the time?"

Jiang Jianyu said softly, as light as the sword on his back.

Light sword.

When he was 12 years old, his master gave him the name of the sword. At that time, he thought that the name of the sword was really strange. It was homophonic with the word Qingming, and it didn't sound good. At that time, he even thought about the name.

Later, think about it or forget it.

This is from the master.

"Master, I did it."

"I will not change the name."

"I see what you mean."

Jiang Jianyu drinks a few, and the wine flows along his lapel.

His eyes are slightly red. If someone looks closely, he will always feel melancholy in the bottom of his eyes.

"Waiter, check out!"

"My guest, two liang of silver."

Jiang Jianyu tied the bill and flew downstairs.

He stood on the roof of others, watching thousands of creatures running to the north Wild Goose holy land.

"I'd like to go and have a look at the bustle."

Maybe he drank too much. He looked drunk and hazy. He swayed away with the flow of people.

In the Lord's mansion.

Ling Hao got up early and went to the north Wild Goose holy land.

At the gate, Yuba and his two sons stood there.

"Let's have a look and witness the prosperity of this Tianjiao conference."

The rain show is famous, so he is going to participate, and rainmark is not qualified to participate.

Yuba, as the leader of the city, must be present at such a grand meeting.

At this time, the city Lord's mansion, the demon emperor clan, the demon temple, the ghost League, and the Lin family, all of these Aboriginal peak forces are heading for the north Wild Goose holy land.

At the gate of Beiyan holy land, on the big stone platform, sat the king of Beiyan and nine Tiangang.

The strength of the nine Tiangang is second only to the king of the northern wild goose. They are also the pillars of the holy land. Naturally, they want to sit together with the king.

There are more people below. There are tens of thousands of dignitaries and dignitaries sitting in the front row. They are in danger at the moment. It's still early in the morning, and the fog is not over. You can imagine how influential the holy land of northern wild geese is.

Ling Hao sits in the third row, with the second daughter on the left and right.

There are all kinds of fruits on each table, as well as precious syrup.

These drinks are all prepared by the spiritual master. For the cultivator, they can enhance the true yuan.

Yan Yuexin sits on the high platform with lengao.

Both of them are the best in Beiyan holy land.

However, the relationship between them seems not so good. As for Ren lengao's rhetoric, Yan Yuexin's answers are all light, and there is no familiar appearance. On the contrary, lengao can see that she doesn't want to be too close to him.

"This goblin doesn't even like me."

Lengao has some bitterness in his heart. He beckons and doesn't know how many women are willing to be happy with him.

But this Yan Yuexin seems different from others.

But the more so, the more aloof she wanted to capture her heart.

At this time, lengao saw Yan Yuexin's calm and waveless face with a smile.

Lengao's heart is sweet. It seems that this beautiful woman has a good feeling for herself?

Then he followed her gaze.

He found a very important problem.

It made his face turn blue in an instant.

The beauty didn't smile at him, but looked at the people under the stage.

Coldly and haughtily look, in the eye peeps out a trace of ruthlessness, murmurs a way: "who is this person?"