() Found the way home!

At this moment, no one could have thought that Xinglan and Jiang Lingyue were discussing the topic of murder and silence under the smiling faces of Xinglan and Jiang Lingyue.

Especially the targets are the Taichu Palace and Siming Palace, which everyone avoids.

"By the way, you haven't told me yet, what kind of cultivation is Emperor Chonglian, the Holy Son of Taichu Palace?" Jiang Lingyue's intention to ask this question was very clear, and she made it clear. It would be easier to prevent people if they wanted to kill them at that time!

"oh……"

Xinglan spoke in a faint voice: "Two years ago, I met him. At that time, he was the early stage of Tianxuan!"

“…”

Jiang Lingyue looked at Xinglan's charming face, clenched her fists, and thought about it carefully. In the end, the gap in cultivation between them did not let her fists greet him.

"Which of them is Di Chonglian?" Jiang Lingyue secretly made up her mind that when she saw Di Chonglian, she would be away from him at the first time, and would always make two parallel lines with each other and never meet.

Xinglan glanced at the place where the disciples of Taichu Palace were and shook his head: "Di Chonglian has never appeared in front of people, but how could he not come like this opportunity in Xuanzun Secret Realm? Not only Di Chonglian, but also Wu Xiaoxian from Xuanji Palace, Ming Jiuyou from Siming Palace and others did not appear."

"Di Chonglian, Fairy Wu Xiao, Ming Jiuyou..." These people have always been the leaders of the younger generation of the Jiuzhou Empire.

"What about you? Which sect are you from?" Jiang Lingyue smiled and looked at Xinglan. This guy was very familiar with the major sects in the Jiuzhou Continent and never was an unknown person.

Regarding her question, Xinglan just blinked at her seriously: "You will know then!"

"..." Jiang Lingyue was too lazy to ask, and then moved her eyes away and began to look around.

And the next moment, her eyes suddenly condensed, and she fell sharply onto a familiar face like a knife - Mu Feiyun!

Jiang Lingyue didn't expect that seeing Mu Feiyun again would be in such an occasion.

No! She should have thought of it.

In the Xuanzun Secret Realm, such a huge opportunity is in front of you, how could Mu Feiyun not appear?

The enemies were particularly jealous when they met!

Looking at the whole group of young disciples standing among the crowd, surrounded by stars and moon, with a light and noble expression, just like the fairy of the Nine Heavens.

Jiang Lingyue only felt that the fire ball that had been deeply suppressed in her heart burned with a loud breeze.

"What's wrong?"

At this moment, Xinglan's voice suddenly came, but if the clear spring had been washed, most of the heart fire that Jiang Lingyue could hardly control suddenly extinguished!

"fine……"

Jiang Lingyue shook her head, and at the same time, her body moved slightly, blocking all her figures by the star railing, avoiding the sight that Mu Feiyun casted over because she sensed her eyes.

"You don't look like you're fine." Xinglan's pair of peach blossom eyes met Mu Feiyun's stolen eyes with a smile, and threw a charming look at her in a charming manner. Seeing that she looked coldly, she turned back and smiled at Jiang Lingyue.

"It's just that I met an irreconcilable enemy." Jiang Lingyue's eyes were slightly cold and she was a little bit of self-blame.

She was still not calm enough. Mu Feiyun obviously came with the sect. At this time, if she couldn't hold on, the only one who suffered the loss would be herself.

"You can figure it out best. Xiao Yue'er, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. Sometimes, it's not the wise to do it even though he knows it's impossible!" Xing Lan's smile on his face was still charming and charming.

In the distance, Mu Feiyun, who had been noticed by Jiang Lingyue's hatred gaze, finally let go of the suspicion in her heart after seeing the smile on Xinglan's face.

In this way, it seems that he is just a liar who is ignoring his identity and appearance.

Although the appearance and demeanor of this man are rare, the position where this person stands is a place where there are no sects who can rely on to stay.

Just a small casual cultivator, how can I see my appearance?

Thinking of this, Mu Feiyun swept over Xinglan's position with contempt, and turned his eyes to the Taichu Palace.

In her opinion, she is now a personal disciple of the Lord of the Shangqing Palace. Even if she wants to get married, only a person like Emperor Chonglian, the Holy Son of the Taichu Palace, can be worthy of her!

It’s a pity that Di Chonglian has never appeared since the beginning, which makes her helpless even if she wants to meet her.

"Today, the Holy Son of Chonglian in Taichu Palace did not appear. Could it be that the Holy Son of Chonglian did not come?" At this moment, a disciple of Shangqing Palace named Qian Xun spoke.

"I heard that this secret realm is Lord Xuanzun's cultivation mansion. I don't know how many great opportunities are waiting for it. How could Prince Chonglian not come?" said another disciple named Zhilan.

"Yes." Qian Xun thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Not only Prince Chonglian, but also Fairy Wu Xiao and Ming Jiuyou have never appeared."

"That's natural. Not to mention that Prince Chonglian has always seen the dragon but not the tail. Even Fairy Wu Xiao and Ming Jiuyou are both leading figures of the younger generation. Now, how could their sect not send them to experience this secret event!"

When they have the identity of Prince Chonglian and others, magic weapons, and secrets for cultivation, they are no longer what they value the most. What they value the most is the experience in the secret realm.

Only by practicing in danger can they grow up quickly.

"I heard you, Prince Chonglian, are you also looking at Prince Chonglian, and want to marry him as a wife?"

At this moment, a sharp voice came.

When he heard this person's question, Mu Feiyun, who was originally standing gracefully, was arrogantly unwilling to join their discussion, and looked at Qianxuan and Zhilan with a slightly cold look.

These two people are just ordinary inner disciples. Whether they are spiritual roots or qualifications, they are just middle-aged and superior. Even they are worthy of judging the Holy Son of Chonglian?

Feeling the gaze that Mu Feiyun cast, Qian Xun's face changed and she hurriedly scolded: "Lin Hua, don't talk nonsense. When will we peek at Prince Chonglian? We just respect Prince Chonglian's reputation. Don't talk nonsense."

"That's right. Only a fairy like Prince Chonglian can be worthy of it. What's your intention when you say this!"

Zhilan also said unwillingly. After saying that, both of them carefully observed Mu Feiyun's expression, fearing that she would be unwilling to her because of this.
Chapter completed!