Divine Sword Villa.

The white clouds in the sky turn into the blue dogs, and the world is indefinite and changes.

A few days ago, this was Yue Chengfeng's base camp. Now, the immigrant empire created by Yue Chengfeng is like a decaying building that has collapsed in an instant and was destroyed.

Most of the monks stationed in the villa fled, some of them stayed, and more were warriors.

Back then, seven young men with strong spirits, led by Yue Chengfeng, formed a life-and-death brother and established this "Divine Sword Villa". Now, although Yue Chengfeng has been defeated, the Divine Sword Villa still controls most of the world.

Han Wen's sworn brothers, except for Lu Huai who is now the head of the Demon Sect, all the other four are gone. Perhaps they are faced with Han Wen and Lu Huai and deliberately avoid them.

Lu Huai ignored the affairs in the world. Yue Xiaoyao was worried and sent a letter to Han Wen, ordering him to take over the Divine Sword Villa to avoid resurgence of disputes and disaster to the entire world.

The centipede insect died without being stagnant. The Divine Sword Villa gathered three thousand guests. Celebrities in the martial arts world, masters of martial arts, and supreme cultivators all came to congratulate Han Wen and Mu Qingqing's wedding.

As Han Wen's righteous brother, Lu Huai naturally came to celebrate his brother. Feixue was his sister-in-law and Xuelian, as her sister-in-law, had to come to see her sister-in-law.

When the disciples of Shizong got married, it was also considered that they would not flow to outsiders' fields. Yu Liangcheng specially sent Xixingzi to take charge of the marriage for the two.

The bride's sedan chair had not arrived yet, and everyone was waiting anxiously outside the villa gate.

"Qianqian and Xia'er are here too," Feixue touched Lu Huai with her elbow and quietly reminded: "Why don't you go and greet me."

"Two leaders," Lu Huai strode out, saying while saluting: "Lu Huai doesn't know that the two leaders are coming, and he will be in a misfortune. I wish you a guilty conscience and forgive me!"

The jade feet moved lightly, Qianqian and Xia'er led their respective disciples and had arrived. Mei'er was also there, and among the disciples behind the two, but they were still recognized by Lu Huai at a glance.

"Brother Lu doesn't have to be too polite." Xia'er bowed to repay the gift and replied frankly: "Although Brother Lu and Tang Shan have not been sworn in, you are as close as brothers. Brother Han is your righteous brother, and he is Tang Shan's righteous brother. Today, Brother Han got married, and Tang Shan should have come to congratulate him in person, but because he has important things, he cannot come. Xia'er, as the head of the Wuzong, came to congratulate on behalf of our clan's Wu Zun. I hope Brother Lu will not be surprised."

Qianqian also said: "Tang Wuzun is Qianqian's only confidant in his life. His righteous brother is married, and Qianqian should come to congratulate him."

Lu Huai didn't know that Tang Shan entered the Tongtian Xuan Realm, but thought that he would inevitably be embarrassed when he met Qingqing, so he avoided it. After some politeness, he asked Feixue to invite Xia'er and Qianqian to the village to rest. The two refused and stood with him to welcome the newcomers together.

The newcomer sat in the sedan chair, and was still dozens of miles away from the Divine Sword Villa.

Under the fiery red veil, the stunning face was covered with crystal tears.

Qingqing kept thinking about the words Meier had said to her and kept asking herself, "Do you like Tang Shan or Korean?"

If you say gratitude, Tang Shan saved her several times at a critical moment. Even if she died for Tang Shan, she would not be repaid. She naturally felt grateful to Tang Shan.

If you are moved, Han Wen sat upright on Cuiwei Mountain for a year, the wind and snow did not move, just to get her understanding. In the cold weather, Han Wen was a icy sculpture. The scorching sun was like fire, and Han Wen sweated like pulp. Everything was seen by her. How could a man not touch her if he was so in love with her?

The gongs and drums outside the sedan chair were loud, but Qingqing's mood was extremely entangled. If Tang Shan had not ruined the engagement, she would eventually marry Tang Shan as her wife. Everything Tang Shan did to her should be settled. Instead, she would have to worry about the innocent relationship with Han Wen.

Ever since Tie Xiang Shen Ni decided to engage her with Tang Shan, she felt that she owed Han Wen and her feelings. Even though everything in the future proved that Han Wen was a despicable villain, she still didn't want to believe it. Now, all the truth has been clarified. The disbelief hidden in her heart has also been confirmed.

The Iron God Ni visited Cuiwei Mountain in person and brought her back to the master's sect, causing her to repent and remarry. It was not so much that it was forced by the master's order, but rather that it was her expectation in her heart.

Now, expectations have become a reality. Tang Shan also destroyed the engagement, saving her marriage with Han Wen from criticism from the world. She put on her wedding dress in her longing, sat in a sedan chair, and was about to arrive at the Divine Sword Villa. As long as she worshiped the world with Han Wen, she would get what she wished and officially become Han Wen's wife.

But along the way, everything she thought about was Tang Shan.

At the critical moment when the flower-destroying hand Fang Shao was caught in the crypt, she had a sympathy with Tang Shan. That feeling was definitely not something that could be balanced by the engagement.

Kass took away his soul and was trapped in the big tent of Daqing. Before she died, she was still Tang Shan.

"Stop!" Qingqing didn't know why, but these two words popped out from her throat. The fiery red veil was also lifted off by her and held it tightly in her hand.

The people carrying the sedan chairs were all monks, and the speed of the horses was not as fast as their feet. They ran by dozens of miles of mountain road. Now, the sedan chairs had appeared outside the gate of the Divine Sword Villa, less than a mile away from Lu Huai and others who were greeting the newcomers.

"Stop!" Han Wen raised his hand, and a bitter smile appeared on his face, as if he had noticed something.

Hou's guests outside the villa gate started to discuss, "What's wrong? Why did the bride's sedan chair stop?"

"Mu Qingqing won't change his mind, right?"

"It's hard to say, don't forget that she and Tang Shan once had an engagement."

"If I were her, I would never choose Han Wen. Who is Tang Shan? Wu Zong's Wu Zun, a top cultivator in the Heavenly Immortal Realm. Han Wen doesn't even deserve to carry shoes to others."

"Miss Mu is marrying, not a master. It doesn't matter whether she has a status, status, or cultivation. It depends on who she likes."

"Who do you like? If Tiexang Shenni hadn't decided on her, would she marry Han Wen?"

“…”

Qingqing got out of the sedan chair, holding the "Drawing Shadow Sword" in both hands. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at Korean.

Han Wen glanced into the sedan chair and the fiery red veil had been thrown to the ground.

"Brother Han..." Qingqing's voice choked and she called out.

"Okay! I don't need to say anything, I know." Han Wen smiled. Although he smiled a little reluctantly, he could tell that he could understand Qingqing.

"Marrying is my own business, and others have no right to make decisions for me. Tang Shan's engagement cannot control me, and the same is true for Master's instructions."

"I see!"

"If I marry Tang Shan because of a marriage contract, it would be unfair to you. But if I marry you because of my master's instructions, it would be unfair to Tang Shan."

"No need to explain, I really understand."

"But I... I regret it now, it will be difficult for you to do it." Qingqing looked at the crowded crowd outside the gate, and felt aching in her heart, as if she couldn't bear it.

"It's okay, just treat it as I entered the Divine Sword Villa, and they congratulate me." Han Wen replied lightly.

"I'm not going to marry Tang Shan, I just want to be quiet. Everything comes too quickly. I was pushed into the sedan chair by my master, so I didn't have time to think too much. Marrying is a lifelong thing, I have to think clearly."

"You want to go back to Cuiwei Mountain?"

"Give me a year, and I will make a decision at that time."

"You must not want anyone to disturb you."

"You don't want to go, even if you go, I won't pay attention to you."

"It depends on whether Tang Shan goes to find you. If he doesn't go, I will definitely not disturb you. But if he goes to bother you, I will go too. This is fair."

Qingqing burst into tears and laughed.

"You go, I'm going to entertain guests." Han Wen wiped away the tears from her face and turned around.

A white light, the "painted shadow sword" appeared, flew away in the sky, and disappeared far away.

Qingqing has been integrated into the "Sword of Painting Shadow", and it has traveled thousands of miles.

Han Wen's steps seemed a little heavy, and he was thinking, "If the groom was Tang Shan, would Qingqing run away from marriage?"

"Drawing Shadow Sword, Yu Jian Record!"

Qianqian's eyes flashed with bright light, which was also a "Sword Record", which is known to everyone in the world today. But no one can match Qingqing's attainments. The combination of man and sword will lead to a thousand miles. Qingqing is still an ordinary cultivator and is far from entering the Great Cultivation Fairyland. However, as soon as the sword technique was released, even the masters of the Heavenly Fairyland were far from reaching the world.

Cuiwei Mountain!

Another sword energy shot out from the clouds and mist on the top of the mountain, hitting the white light flying in the sky.

The white light is a sword, the shadow sword, and it is also Mu Qingqing.

But after hearing a sudden sound like a bean explosion, the two sword lights had at least hundreds of tricks.

The sword energy flew away, and a handsome young man appeared in the sky, walking calmly among the clouds and mists. There was a sword around his waist, and the sword was in the sheath, as if it had never been pulled out. But he had a sword against Qingqing.

The white light retreated, flew twice in the clouds and mist, and suddenly exploded. Mu Qingqing, wearing a wedding dress, held the sword box in his hand, and was suspended opposite the man.

"Your swordsmanship is good. It is rare to have such achievements with half of the "Sword Records" fragments." Although the man was praising Mu Qingqing, he was cold and arrogant and arrogant.

"Who are you?" Mu Qingqing asked in a police voice.

She could see that the man was indifferent to hurt and was just testing her sword skills.

Such a strange man who had never known each other suddenly appeared in Cuiwei Mountain and did not show his true skills at all. With a casual sword, she had already tested her sword skills and skills, which naturally shocked her.

"Shi Fei, Shi Tianpeng is my younger brother." The man replied lightly.

"Shi Tianpeng?" Qingqing had heard of this name at all, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Tianpeng was chased by his enemies and fled to the girl's cave. Fortunately, the girl helped her and saved his life. Tianpeng is now fine, Shi Moute comes to thank him." The man explained briefly.

After he reminded him, Qingqing remembered the boy who was seriously injured and hid in the cave when he left the mountain. Looking at Shi Fei in front of him, he looked seventy-seventh-minute of Shi Tianpeng's appearance, but he was a little seven or eight years old. He did not doubt it at the moment and replied: "It's a matter of a simple task to make me feel free to be free, so there is no need to thank me."

Qingqing didn't know that Shi Fei in front of him was the "Shi Tianpeng" who had just recovered from his injury. He had been in the cultivation world for one day and a year in the Xuan world. Shi Fei was stranded in the cultivation world for too long, and his soul was injured by Tang Shan, so he could not maintain the appearance of a young scholar. He had been aging for seven or eight years, so he lied that he was the brother of "Shi Tianpeng".

"Thank you!" Shi Fei said with a gloomy face: "The Shi family will be repaid. You saved Tianpeng's life and refused to accept his gift. Shi asked you to enter the Tongtian Xuan Realm and recommended you to enter the "Xuanling Martial Arts Academy" for practice. If you have a good opportunity, you are left by the Martial Arts Academy and get the favor of the elders, it is also possible to obtain the entire "Sword Record" technique."

"Tongtian Xuan Realm?" Qingqing said in a panic and asked hurriedly: "Has Yue Zhuifeng entered the Tongtian Xuan Realm? Do you recognize him? Can you find him?"

"He? It's just a rogue!" Shi Fei said disdainfully: "He and Shi had done a business, and the condition was to enter the Xuan Realm to practice. Although he was just a fucking quotient, Shi had to pay attention to credibility. The girl said it well, and he did enter the Xuan Realm. If a girl wanted to find him, she had to enter the Xuan Realm."

"I'm going to kill him."

"That's the girl's business, it has nothing to do with Shi."

"But you said you took me into the Xuan Realm and recommended me to practice at the 'Xuanling Martial Arts Academy'."

"This is naturally. I will take the girl into the Xuan Realm now and recommend it to the 'Xuanling Martial Arts Academy'. But whether the girl can be left behind by the Martial Arts Academy depends on her own luck." Shi Fei said expressionlessly, holding a blue jade plaque in his hand, moving his feet, and standing in front of Qingqing.

Qingqing felt a flash in front of her eyes, and she was already in a dark cave, facing a broken bronze mirror.
Chapter completed!