In hell, on the main road of Yucheng, a luxurious carriage slowly drove by. Inside the carriage, a man and a woman sat opposite each other. At first glance, the man and the woman were quite matched.

The originally peaceful scene was suddenly broken by Ye Wushuang's voice that raised several points: "What! They were all arrested?"

"Calm down, calm."

Lu Ling hurriedly raised his hand and signaled him to lower his voice.

Ye Wushuang took a deep breath to calm his mind, but it was not very useful.

Because Lu Ling said that the four girls of Wei Zilin, Liu Yan, Gu Yue and Qin Xinyun were all missing, and everyone speculated that they were secretly arrested by Huang Wuji.

It is undeniable that these people are Ye Wushuang's confidantes. They say that their lover is not considered a good person, but their favorability is still a bit.

Huang Wuji's move is undoubtedly adding chips to the final decisive battle in the future. If he had known this, he would not have let Huang Wuji's soul transform into Jiuyou, because the other party did not appreciate it at all. Ye Wushuang now regrets it, but he still softened his heart.

Seeing Ye Wushuang frowned, Lu Ling comforted softly: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much. They will not be in danger before you meet that Huang Wuji. What we should do now is to grow stronger. Once we are so strong that we make the other party desperate, Huang Wuji will release others obediently."

“How easy?”

Ye Wushuang smiled bitterly in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face, "It's reasonable!"

"Huang Wuji is only at the peak of the Immortal Emperor. It would be great if I could go to Tianxuan Continent. It would be harder to slap him to death than to step on an ant."

Lu Ling pouted and sighed.

Ye Wushuang's eyes lit up immediately. Lu Ling's words reminded him that if he could really send Lu Ling, a super pervert, to the Tianxuan Continent, it would be very likely that he would achieve his merits in one battle, and his decisive battle with Huang Wuji in the future would be spared.

“This plan is feasible!”

Ye Wushuang blurted out.

"Ah, what?"

Lu Ling was startled by him.

"See a way to send you to Tianxuan Continent."

Ye Wushuang said.

"ah?

I'm just saying it, are you taking it seriously?"

Lu Ling stared at him.

Ye Wushuang smiled and nodded, and nodded, and considered the feasibility of sending Lu Ling to the Tianxuan Continent from his mind! With enough time for incense, the two left Yucheng and immediately changed to flying in the air, and soon arrived at Tianxin Town.

Tianxin Zhen was Yan Yuanjiu's territory, and Yan Yuanjiu was half a step into quasi-emperor cultivation. Although he was not in the world and did not like to fight, he still helped Ye Wushuang a lot.

Coincidentally, Mengchan, Situ Qianxiu, Xiao Yu, and Liu Hanyan are also here, Situ Qianxiu is also half a step in the quasi-emperor cultivation, Mengchan is here, and Zhaoxue is naturally here.

Ye Wushuang came to Tianxin Town for nothing else. While Song Tiancheng had not brought the other formation masters from 107 cities back, he wanted to come over and chat with his old friends, because tomorrow is his throne ceremony. After tomorrow, he will become the leader who will lead the human race to compete with Tian, ​​and everything will change.

When His Majesty arrived, he was naturally a treat for good wine and dishes. The banquet was at Yan Yuanjiu's mansion. Ye Wushuang, an immortal from the second heaven of the immortal spirit, had Lu Ling, Meng Chan, Situ Qianxiu, Yan Yuanjiu, and four half-step quasi-emperors to accompany him. He was very proud! Of course, there were also human figures transformed by Shi Xue and Yan Ye and others at the dinner table.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Yan Yuanjiu got up and apologized: "Your Majesty knows the kindness of your encounter. My subordinates should have repaid it for death, but I am old and don't want to live the day of killing and fighting again." Speaking of this, Yan Yuanjiu should have had some more details, but he suddenly raised his hand and slapped Meng Chan in the air. In an instant, a stream of pure white spiritual power roared out, surging extremely surging into Meng Chan's body.

Because the incident happened suddenly, everyone was stunned. When they came to their senses, Yan Yuanjiu was already lying on the ground. His original black hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye. Wrinkles on his face suddenly appeared, and his whole body was aging rapidly.

"Dad! Dad!"

Yan Ye suddenly burst into tears. Although he was Yan Yuanjiu's nephew, the two had a deep relationship and were called by the father-son courtesy. "Dad, why are you doing this?"

Ye Wushuang flashed in front of him, raised his hand and put it on Yan Yuanjiu's shoulder, activated the original immortal energy, quickly passed out, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on with you?"

"Mr. Ye...Mr.! In order to help the Goddess restore his cultivation, my father gave her his entire cultivation too much."

Yan Ye choked and said.

"well!"

At this moment, a sad and sad sigh sounded, Meng Chan got up and came to Yan Yuanjiu, half-kneeled on the ground, and said softly, "Why are you doing this? How can I bear the great kindness of your two quasi-emperors."

"Um?"

Ye Wushuang asked suspiciously, looked at Meng Chan, then Yan Yuanjiu, and suddenly understood something.

Mengchan's cultivation not only recovered, but seemed to have also risen to the next level. She put a jade hand on the other side of Yan Yuanjiu's shoulder, and a vast immortal power surged out, forcibly interrupting Ye Wushuang's aura for Yan Yuanjiu: "The Immortal Emperor has a long way to go, so there is no need to waste the original energy."

Ye Wushuang stood up and retreated, looked at Lu Ling, turned around and walked out. Lu Ling was still a little wink and followed him out of Yan Mansion.

Although the others had not left Yan Mansion, they were also very sensible and did not continue to stay at the dining table. Instead, they left the space alone to Mengchan and Yan Yuanjiu.

"I seem to know something?"

Lu Ling realized it later, "No wonder Sister Mengchan was healing her wounds in Tianxin Town, and Yan Yuanjiu was willing to spare no effort to follow her."

"By seniority, she can be your ancestor, so you still call her sister?"

Ye Wushuang quipped.

"cut!"

Lu Ling gave him a blank look, and his beautiful eyes flashed with strange lights, "Oh! Sometimes I really envy Sister Mengchan, who has two men willing to die for her."

Ye Wushuang rolled her eyes, was too lazy to reply, and quickly recalled the intersection between Mengchan and Yan Yuanjiu from her mind: After Mengchan was seriously injured by Murong Feiyu, Yan Yuanjiu saved her. Yan Yuanjiu not only saved her, but also hid her whereabouts and listened to her dispatch... so that just now, he was willing to give up his cultivation and help her return to the top.

All signs show that Yan Yuanjiu is indeed in love with Meng Chan! The Saint of Tianxin is very feminine and men like it, but there are few as infatuated and desperate as Yan Yuanjiu! But unfortunately, Yan Yuanjiu is a latecomer after all, Meng Chan's lover is Yan Youchi, and her lover also gave her all her cultivation. She is deeply in love and affection, and is melodious! Meng Chan is probably more grateful to Yan Yuanjiu.

"What a pity!"

Ye Wushuang shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Our Saint of Tianxin has a very long life span. Rationally speaking, Yan Yuanjiu's half-step quasi-emperor cultivation will have a greater effect on Sister Mengchan."

Lu Ling said.

"So what should Mengchan do in return?"

Ye Wushuang asked remarks.

"Of course this is...not right, it depends on Sister Mengchan's wishes?"

Lu Ling said.

"So it's a pity!"
Chapter completed!