"I live my life, and I will stay with you."

Fan Zhihua and Zhan Yuyan recited the same way, and at the same time, their faces became sacred. Although this was a poem by Yu Pingqiu, the eight characters in the poem must be his true thoughts, which moved the two of them very much. They knew that he was a person who values ​​love but did not make a promise easily. It is precisely because of this that they felt that it was valuable, so repeating it was the voice and vows of both of them.

"Okay, it's just a casual lyrics. It depends on you two being serious." Yu Pingqiu said with a smile.

Zhan Yuyan said seriously: "Does this poem have a name?"

Yu Pingqiu pondered and said, "It's called "Guizhixiang. Carrying Meilonglin Tower."

Fan Zhihua clapped her hands and said, "Okay, okay, we two have not given the name "Beauty." After that, she leaned close to Yu Pingqiu's ear and said, "I'll write it specifically to me. There are two people in you! You put the black veil in front of you, so I'll spare you this time."

Yu Pingqiu was sweating profusely and quickly changed the topic and said, "How is it? You've seen it almost right. Let's go back to Taixi."

Zhan Yuyan said: "This Tallinn is very large, but it's almost the same. It's probably going to take a lot of time to go shopping. Sister Xiao Fan, why don't we go back to Taixi first and kill him hard?"

"Hehe, there is a peach forest over there. You can't see peach blossoms now. However, you can let him go down and catch them naked. He will catch the fish in person to make them delicious."

"Ah, really? I'm so looking forward to it. I don't know if someone agrees." Zhan Yuyan covered her mouth and giggled.

Yu Pingqiu smiled bitterly and said, "There is the ultimate happiness, just don't always treat me as the air."

"Geeh..." Fan Zhihua smiled, "Sister Yuyan, let's go. Anyway, there is someone here, so I'm not afraid of being hungry."

"That's right." Zhan Yuyan blinked at Yu Pingqiu mischievously and let Fan Zhihua pull him away.

——

The clouds above the Taiyuan Sea are getting thicker and thicker, and thunder sounds from time to time.

The waves above the sea are surging, but there is no wind to rise. The waves are fierce, but the sound is completely unpleasant, which is quite strange.

An old man with white hair shawls stood on the isolated island in the sea. He held a bowl in his left hand and a huge turtle shell in his right hand, and was chanting various obscure languages ​​in his mouth.

From time to time, a hole was torn apart in the center of the clouds in the sky, and beams of white light gushed out from it, which were directly absorbed by the white-haired old man's bowl.

As the white light continued to absorb, the bowl body kept trembling and could fall down at any time, but the old man's left hand was quite stable. Until two hours passed, the white water in the bowl body finally spread out.

The white-headed old man shouted: "Hao——", the bowl dropped out of his hand, whirled up to the bottom of the clouds and hit it hard. With a loud "boom", the entire sea area collapsed, forming a huge pot.

The old man quickly held his left hand, and the bowl was hanging steadily three inches away from his palm, and he kept spinning rapidly.

"Look at the fortune of my Dao Sect! The fortune will begin!"

The old man suddenly became larger with his left hand and grabbed the bowl with force. The sharp body of the bowl stopped immediately. But at the same time, the strong friction made the old man's bigger palm grinding out a thick ball of white smoke, which did not dissipate for a long time.

The old man ignored it and did not feel any pain at all. He poured the bowl over and the white light in the bowl poured down like a waterfall. He opened his mouth and swallowed it directly!

As the white light entered the body, a purple light immediately formed three feet above the old man's head. When he swallowed the second white light, a second purple light gathered on his head. At the same time, his upper body was almost transparent. At his Danzhong position, a baby with a fist was forming.

After swallowing the third white light, the third purple light on the old man's head was formed according to the momentum, and his Tanzhong baby had already taken shape.

At this time, the endless void above the clouds formed a blue lightning without any warning, slashing on the clouds extremely domineeringly, and the clouds dispersed, but the lightning continued to extinction and directly slashed towards the old man.

The white-haired old man was prepared for a long time. The moment the blue lightning split the clouds, he sacrificed the huge tortoise shell and formed a huge protective shield on his head. With the lightning slashed, a tiny crack immediately appeared on the seemingly hard tortoise shell.

The old man didn't even look at the situation above, shook the bowl, and the fourth white light flew directly into his big mouth. The baby's eyes moved slightly, feeling like he was about to wake up.

Immediately afterwards, a thicker blue lightning appeared above the old man without reason, faster and more ruthless than the previous one. It immediately stirred up a stream of black smoke on the tortoise shell, and the tortoise shell cracked a large mark.

When the fifth white light just poured out of the bowl, a thicker blue lightning appeared almost at the head of the white-haired old man. The tortoise shell had been sacrificed and protected his own master, but it was ultimately unable to resist. He heard a "bang" sound and scattered around the old man. The remaining lightning hit the old man mercilessly. The white light was disturbed and partly dispersed. The old man slapped his body, regardless of the charred lightning, and most of the white light was swallowed.

At this time, the baby's eyes were half open, and his shape was basically the same as the old man. He saw his little mouth slightly opened and he actually said something: "I underestimated this heavenly disaster. Now the body is not really solid, how can I block the two heavenly thunders below!"

While hesitating, the white light in the bowl flashed and flew to the west quickly. The old man obviously didn't expect this situation to happen. When he was surprised, another white light in the bowl quickly left. He quickly made a gesture to cut it back. Unexpectedly, the white light was cast like lightning and disappeared in an instant!

The old man was completely stupid! In just a blink of an eye, can the duck you get fly?

"Die, I hate it!"

The white-haired old man stomped his feet and flew towards the west, but the isolated island behind him completely sank.

——

This is Zhan Yuyan's first time in Taixi. Although Yu Pingqiu's parents and grandparents are not around, she still feels like she sees her husband's family.

Bo Zhong still looked honest as an old housekeeper. Seeing Yu Pingqiu bringing back a girl like a flower, although he didn't say anything, he was already happy. He wanted Yu Pingqiu to marry a few more wives so that the Yu family could have a better life.

"Uncle Zhong, Jinyu is not ready yet? Brother Qiu wants to go to the stream to catch fish by himself. We have to follow him and take a look. You can prepare slowly, don't worry." Fan Zhihua is now a young woman from the Yu family, so it is natural to say this.

"OK."

Yu Pingqiu knew that Zhong Bo must have prepared everything, but since Fan Zhihua said that, Zhong Bo naturally would not refute it, and responded and went back to the kitchen.

"Let's go, the big hero who catches fish!" Fan Zhihua said with fun.

Yu Pingqiu shrugged and followed Fan Zhihua helplessly to the stream. Zhan Yuyan smirked behind her.

"I'll help you take it off." Fan Zhihua couldn't wait to untie Yu Pingqiu when she arrived by the stream. It would be fine if she had to change her clothes. But now there is one more Zhan Yuyan. It's no matter how sincere the two of them have not met each other. If Guangguang is so indecent, what if the little brother is disobedient, wouldn't it be embarrassing then?

"Okay, I'll do it myself." Just as Yu Pingqiu was about to take off, Zhan Yuyan suddenly said, "Pingqiu, I feel like something is going to happen."

Yu Pingqiu felt distressed when he heard this. If it weren't for a major event, Zhan Yuyan wouldn't be so nervous.

At this moment, an abnormality of the celestial phenomena appeared on the east side thousands of miles away, which attracted Yu Pingqiu's attention. He looked for a while and frowned and said, "Someone is passing through the Nascent Soul Heavenly Tribulation. Yuyan, can you sense where the danger comes from?"

"East."

"Are you sure?"

Zhan Yuyan nodded affirmatively.

Yu Pingqiu thought to himself, could the Nascent Soul Cultivator who had passed the tribulation over there was coming to kill me? What kind of feud should I be with him? He stared at the tribulation over there for a while, and suddenly said in surprise: "The tribulation over there was not successful?"

At this moment, two pure white lights flew towards Yu Pingqiu at a rapid speed. Without waiting for him to do anything, the two white lights entered his Baihui and directly drilled into the Niwan, and then set up camp.

Yu Pingqiu was shocked and surprised at first, but after careful inspection, he was overjoyed. This ball of white light was actually an energy body, and it could be used directly without conversion.

However, before he could be happy, a pressure from the air came towards him and shouted in anger: "Damn thief, come on!"

Yu Pingqiu felt inexplicable and quickly said to Fan Zhihua and Zhan Yuyan: "You go quickly, this kind of scene is not something you can participate in!" After that, he moved the two out of the attack circle.

A pair of big hands in the air slapped Yu Pingqiu without stopping. He quickly counterattacked in the air, but he could not resist it. His body disappeared halfway into the ground, and he even vomited a mouthful of blood.

It's not the enemy of one unit!

After one blow, a white-haired old man slowly walked over and said with hatred: "You can die if you destroy my Nascent Soul!"

Yu Pingqiu originally begged for mercy, but after thinking about it, he gave up. What he wanted was a kingly heart that would move forward forever, leaving Fan Zhihua and Zhan Yuyan behind. Their encounters would probably be ugly.

"A mere Nascent Soul waste product dares to be so arrogant!" Just as the white-haired old man was about to touch Yu Pingqiu's head, a heartless and cold voice directly penetrated into the old man's head.

"Ah, it hurts so much. Who are you? You dare to take action just because you are just a divine thought, die!"

"Bad! Even if it's just a trace of divine thought, destroying you is just a matter of overturning your hands!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!