Chapter 1269： real identity

"The ancient universe?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were gleaming, and the corners of her mouth smiled thicker.

In his eyes, there are two colors of yin and yang flowing, evolving the six realms of the universe, mysterious and unpredictable.

Of course, compared to these rewards, Ling Xiao cares more about Ning Chuan's surrender.

Now that Qing Cang's situation is in chaos, he has a lot of arrangements next, it is impossible to do everything by himself.

And a lunatic like Ning Chuan, who is horrible and longing for killing, is more suitable to be a knife in his hand.

After all, it is difficult for one person to come to an end in this journey of cutting the sky.

What's more, Ling Xiao had a feeling from beginning to end. On the top of his head, there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching him at all times.

"Young Master Ling Xiao!"

Just as Ling Xiao raised his foot and wanted to go up to the sky, on the ancient road behind him, he heard another soft cry.

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly and turned his head to look, only to see Emperor Shenwu's eldest princess Wu Hongsi and Shen Jingan walking side by side. Although his face was pale, his smile was extremely bright.

"The princess."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and he seemed to have nothing to do with the princess in the impression. She called to herself at this moment, what is the so-called?

"Is the young master planning to return to the battlefield of God?"

Wu Hongsi glanced at Yaoguang, his eyes were rather complicated, which surprised Ling Xiao a little.

"The princess has something but it's okay to say it."

"There are still seven days. It will be the day of my wedding with Jing'an. I want to invite the young master,...Yaoguang Buddha, and Emperor Xuanyuan to visit the Emperor Shenwu as a guest."

Wu Hongsi smiled bitterly and looked at Ling Xiao eagerly.

At this time, she was a little unspeakable and it was inconvenient to mention it, but... As that day was about to come, Wu Hongsi felt more and more, and the chill in her body could not be suppressed.

"Oh? The eldest princess is married?"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly and nodded lightly, "It stands to reason that it is time to go to congratulate, but..."

"If the son can come here, I, Emperor Wu, will welcome the dynasty, it is an honor, and..."

Wu Hongsi took a deep breath, and his face suddenly grimaced, "This time the red silk wedding, my father will take this opportunity to open the ancestral land of God Wu, in order to reward the princes of all parties, and with the talents of the young master, he will surely win a seat. "

"Oh? Haha, good luck or something, I don't care, I wonder if your Shenwu Emperor has good wine?"

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, but he had some doubts in his heart. This Wu Hong silk paid the price, and it was absolutely impossible for him to just invite himself to the ceremony.

Moreover, the expression in her eyes at Yaoguang just now was really ambiguous.

"Yes! Young master, don't worry, as long as you are willing to come, good wine, red silk will be arranged properly."

"in this way…"

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, then turned to look at Yaoguang, "Buddha, why don't we take a trip to the Emperor Shenwu Dynasty?"

"Amitabha."

Yaoguang stood with one hand on his chest and bowed his head gently.

"So, the red silk will return to Emperor Wu first, waiting for the young master and the Buddha to drive, cough cough."

Wu Hongsi bowed deeply, coughing up bloodshot from the corner of his mouth.

Beside her, Shen Jingan immediately reached out to support her arm, took out a white handkerchief from her arms, and gently wiped away the bloodshot eyes from the corners of her mouth.

"Well, the princess will go first, and Ling will arrive later."

"Welcome to the princess, Xueyihou returns to the palace."

Above the sky, dozens of soldiers in golden armor suddenly marched towards the east, facing Wu Hongsi and Shen Jingan.

It wasn't until everyone disappeared that Ling Xiao frowned and looked at Yao Guang, "Buddha and this Wu red silk, are they old acquaintances?"

"Amitabha, although the poor monk has experienced in the red dust, he did not have any friendship with the eldest princess, but..."

Yaoguang wanted to say something but stopped, and his Buddha nature swayed leisurely. "The poor monk can guess why this eldest princess would be so kindly invited."

"Oh? Tell me about it."

"The poor monk cultivates Buddhism supernatural powers, and is particularly resistant to ghosts and evil auras. This long princess has a very gloomy aura, like a ghost but not a ghost. She seeks a poor monk mostly for this."

Yaoguang's eyes are deep, and the Buddha's glory shines all over the place.

Above his head, there is a faint statue of Buddha standing upright, desiring to suppress all evils.

"Like a ghost but not a ghost?"

Ling Xiao looked playful, but he was a little guessing in his heart.

If there is no luck in Wu Hongsi's body, there may be some stories about her dark illness.

However, the elder princess of the gods is not lucky, but there are nearly ten thousand. How was it calculated?

Is it possible...

Suddenly, Ling Xiao seemed to think of something, so it seemed that this princess's wedding might not be as peaceful as imagined.

"Let's go, first return to the battlefield of God to rest for two days, and then set off to Wudi City."

The moment Ling Xiao stepped out, he saw a golden dragon jade suddenly fall from the sky.

And Xuanyuan Weiyang hugged Ling Xiao's arm and stepped up with Chengyan.

Behind the two of them, Ning Chuan and Yaoguang split on both sides, step by step, moving towards the sky.

At this time, Daotian Academy, above the holy peak, saw the Lord Daotian standing on the top of the peak with his hand, watching the blue heavenly arrogances who were leaving one after another.

For some reason, he always felt that what happened today seemed...too coincidental.

From Yu Yi's expression, he could easily see that the elder guarding the temple was definitely not killed by him.

But, if it was the old celestial demon who killed someone, how could it be possible to take only one copy of Baiji's classics?

These two things seem to be closely related, but they are completely independent, but they overlap in time.

Faintly, Palace Lord Daotian always felt that all this seemed to be... deliberately arranged.

even! !

Even if the Demon’s Old Ministry stole the devil bone that day, why didn’t his body have a trace of the aura of the Azure Dragon’s spirit veins?

who can that be?

In the heart of Palace Master Daotian, there are very few who can have such a scheming, and look at it.

And it happened to be in his Daotian Academy, I am afraid that only one person can have such a talent, the young master of the Ling clan.

He has heard a lot of rumors about this young master recently.

Love righteousness, integrity and awe-inspiring.

There are both emperor celestial posture and emperor talent.

However, with the experience of the Lord of Heaven, how can I not see that behind all this, there is always a trace of deliberateness.

Of course, young and frivolous, like fame, this is human nature.

However, everything in this world complements each other and grows relative to each other.

Often, the most dazzling place hides the purest darkness.

This point, Daotian Palace Lord has his own experience.

only! !

Today, Ling Xiao talked with him in the lecture hall from beginning to end, and never left for a moment.

With his cultivation base, how could he not feel the surging blood and energy of the young man's body.

In other words, if Daotian Palace Lord does not believe it, some people can make illusions under their own eyes.

What exactly is going on?

"Om."

Just as the Daotian Palace Lord was secretly pondering, in his soul sea, a low voice suddenly came out, "What's the matter?"

"grown ups…"

It is hard to imagine that as the Lord of Daotian Palace, a panic appeared on his face at this time.

"Devil bone...stolen."

When the words fell, a deep anxiety flashed in the eyes of this human saint, as if he had made a big mistake, waiting to be sentenced!