Chapter 850

Around the rooftop, the vast crowd is still there, but the eyes of the crowd are on the central Jiulong manghuang platform.

At the moment, dozens of Tianjiao are running into the tower inside. I don't know what the result will be and who will take the lead in getting out.

Yan Qingyun always looked at Qin Xuan. However, she also noticed the fire beside Qin Xuan. They were very close, as if they were very close.

"Is that her?" Yan Qingyun's beautiful eyes flashed and showed a faint color of loss. She still remembered that Qin Xuan once told her that he was married and that he loved his wife very much.

Now, his wife also came to the demon wasteland and guarded her.

"Maybe I shouldn't have come." Yan Qingyun whispered in his heart, and then a bitter smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, like self mockery.

The person she has been thinking about has never had her in her heart, and even doesn't know her existence at all.

Why should she bother him.

"Let's go." Yan Qingyun said and turned away from the crowd.

Ling Tian's eyes changed and asked, "why? You waited for him so long. It's hard to see him once and leave without saying a word?"

Qing'er's beautiful eyes looked at Yan Qingyun in disbelief. She had many feelings in her heart. She was angry and distressed. How could that person make her princess so wronged? She couldn't stand it.

"Where is he? I'll find him." Qing'er said coldly, with a little more cold on her pretty face.

At this time, Qing'er's eyes are extremely indifferent. She is no longer as playful and casual as before. It's about the princess. She can't give in half.

"It's my fault. It has nothing to do with him. Don't disturb him." Yan Qingyun waved his hand and said softly, "go back."

Qing'er's heart trembled and looked at Yan Qingyun in a daze. I don't know how much tenderness and helplessness this voice contains. The little princess of Luoyan fairy palace has a noble status. Who can imagine that for a man?

"It's hateful. You'd better not let me meet him." Qing'er's angry way was obviously very angry.

"Are you sure you want this?" Ling Tian looked at Yan Qingyun. He knew very well that once he missed this time, he didn't know when to meet next time.

Yanqing Yunzhen nodded softly and suddenly thought of something. She looked up at Ling Tian and said, "can you do me another favor?"

"As long as you speak, I won't refuse anything." Ling Tian said seriously.

Yan Qingyun paused for a long time before slowly saying, "help me protect him for a year."

When this remark fell, Ling Tian's heart suddenly shook. He stared at Yan Qingyun and wanted to see through her heart. However, in those clear and clean eyes, he only saw the color of firmness, as if he had thought about it long ago.

"He's not worth it." Ling Tian shook his head.

There are so many Tianjiao in Tianxuan nine regions. Even if this person is extraordinary, it is not worth Qingyun to worry about him like this.

"Do you promise?" Yan Qingyun asked again, looking at Ling Tian with great hope.

"Alas." Ling Tian sighed in his heart, and a helpless color appeared on his face. He didn't want to agree. However, even if the request put forward by Qingyun is no matter how difficult it is, he has to do it.

It seemed to see the idea in Ling Tian's heart. Yan Qingyun immediately smiled with a brilliant and happy smile. This smile was peerless, as if even the brilliance of the sun and moon would lose its color, which was suffocating.

Ling Tian looked at the peerless woman in front of him. He couldn't help looking at it. At the same time, he felt some heartache.

Born in Luoyan fairy palace, she is extraordinary and intelligent. Yanqing rhyme is almost a collection of thousands of advantages in her life. In this world, few women can compare with her.

Almost everything about her is perfect, but because of one person's existence, she began to be imperfect.

Although yanqingyun didn't show it, he could still feel the sadness and pain in yanqingyun's heart. No one could share the pain for her, so she had to go out by herself.

"I will guard him for a year, and I will leave after a year." Ling Tiandao.

"Thank you." Yanqingyun looked at Lingtian with gratitude and felt some remorse in her heart. She saw everything Lingtian did for her and kept it in her heart. However, she didn't know how to repay.

Ling Tian wants it. She can't give it.

Ling Tian smiled at the speech and said, "there is no need to thank you between you and me. Even if you are the princess of Luoyan fairy palace regardless of the relationship between you and me, I should serve you."

Hearing this, Yan Qingyun couldn't help smiling and said, "you're right."

"You go, I'll stay here." Ling Tian spoke, then looked at several young people beside him and said, "protect the princess and don't make any mistakes."

"Brother Tian, are you really not going back together?" One of them looked at Ling Tiandao.

"No." Ling Tian shook his head. These people are enough to protect Qingyun's safety, not to mention that no one in the world dares to do anything to her as her identity.

Yan Qingyun's beautiful eyes took a deep look at Ling Tian and said, "take care."

Ling Tian nodded slightly and said nothing more. Since he promised, he would do everything he could.

Then yanqingyun, qinger and luoyanxiangong left the crowd without anyone's attention.

Ling Tian looked at the central area, passed through many human groups, and flashed an unfathomable meaning in Qin Xuan's eyes.

With the passage of time, no one came out of the Jiulong manghuang tower, and the crowd outside didn't know what Zhu Tianjiao had experienced, so they had to wait silently.

At one moment, on the ninth floor of manghuang tower in Kowloon, a young man in white came here.

If someone is here, he must be able to recognize the identity of the young man in white at a glance. He is the one who dares to fight Ji Xuan.

His face was as white as a fairy's, and his eyes were as white as the stars.

He looked ahead. Like the first eight floors, the ninth floor was an independent world. The first eight floors had enemies, either monsters, demons, or ghosts. However, this floor was empty and particularly quiet.

He stepped forward and wanted to go to the end of the world. Maybe he could go out from there.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." At this time, a ethereal voice sounded, as if it had come from ancient times, with some meaning of vicissitudes.

The sound suddenly added a little vitality to the originally quiet and lonely space.

The young man in white stopped, his face slightly stunned, but soon returned to normal, as if he knew who the speaker was.

"You guessed I would come, so I borrowed the Kowloon manghuang tower." The young man in white seemed to say to himself.

"No, I just guessed someone would come, but I didn't know who it was." Simon said slowly, "which son are you?"

"Sheng huazi, Hua Yuntian." The young man in white proudly said, looking energetic, and his eyes showed the spirit of looking down at the world, as if he were invincible.

He comes from Sanqing fairy palace, one of the eight sacred palaces!

"I see. Go back. I'll go to Sanqing mountain soon." The sound of Ximen's lonely smoke came.

A sneer appeared at the corners of Hua Yuntian's mouth. He went down the mountain for the first time. Now he wants to send him away in a word?

It's too easy to see him.

"You should know the purpose of my coming. You are doomed to fail in this marriage." Hua Yuntian confidently said that this time he went down the mountain in the name of the master. He had only one purpose to stop the martial arts competition to recruit relatives.

As long as those Tianjiao who are also the eight sacred palaces do not appear, no one can marry Ximen bingyue under the territory of the Yuan emperor.

Of course, he won't marry Simon bingyue. He just comes to stop the marriage.

"Hum, your master is very relieved that he sent you a junior. Aren't you afraid I'll let you come back?"

The voice of indifference sounded. In the boundless space, a figure slowly emerged and looked at Hua Yuntian indifferently.

Hua Yuntian's expression fluctuated slightly, and his body trembled. Looking at the figure from a close distance, he felt a terrible force beyond his imagination, the power of the sage.

Before, Ximen solitary smoke didn't deliberately release his breath, so he didn't feel it. At the moment, facing Ximen solitary smoke alone, the feeling was extremely strong, as if his soul was trembling.

"You can't kill me. I have the will of many saints, and I don't come alone." Huayun Tianping replied slowly with her heart throbbing.

He is the Saint huazi of Sanqing immortal palace. How can he be alone after training outside? This time, several strong men will guard him secretly and won't let him have any mistakes.

This is his courage to face Ximen's lonely smoke.

Ximen Guyan showed a faint smile on his face and said, "since your master asked you to come, you should know my temper. If you are really confident that you can leave safely in my hands, you might as well try."

Hua Yuntian's pupils narrowed slightly and his eyes stared at Ximen's solitary smoke, as if to see what he thought from his face.

However, to his disappointment, Ximen Guyan's face was so calm that he couldn't guess his real thoughts.

"What do you want?" Hua Yuntian looked at Ximen's solitary flue.

"I'll let you go back and tell you, master, this boring thing is enough once. I can't guarantee such a good temper next time." Ximen solitary flue.

"If my master is here, do you still have the courage to say that?" Hua Yun smiled coldly.

His master is the leader of Sanqing fairy palace, standing on the top of Tianxuan nine realms How many people dare to be presumptuous in front of him?

"It seems that you still don't know me." Simon Gu Yan shook his head and said, and then he was filled with a momentum, turned into an illusory long piano and suspended in mid air.

Ximen's lonely smoke still stood there, motionless, with an unspeakable wind and light clouds on his body.

However, the string vibrated autonomously, and the sound floated out continuously, as if it had penetrated the soul of Hua Yuntian. In an instant, the spirits of Hua Yuntian trembled and felt that the soul was cut by an extremely sharp force, which was extremely painful.

At the same time, in a very distant place, on an ancient peak surrounded by immortality, there is a magnificent palace, towering into the clouds, as if standing on the clouds.

Deep in the palace, a middle-aged man in a white robe frowned slightly, with a sharp edge shining in his eyes. As expected, this guy did it.