Su Li and the sword cultivators from the Henyi Sect felt that everything around them became slower and slower.
It was so slow that it seemed as if everything was gradually coming to a halt.
The moment when time stops.
Except for Qiu Qingmeng, Su Li, Fairy Daoxian and others are all in the same frame.
At the same time, everything in Xuanming City, except for the Ascended Lord of the Ten Thousand Swords Holy Land, was motionless.
Even the invisible wind stayed in the air.
The Holy Lord of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords said "Huh?" and quickly flew to another street in Xuanming.
At the same time, in Qiu Qingmeng's sight, a woman in a red dress walked slowly.
Her face is extremely beautiful, no less beautiful than her own.
That red dress seems to be her trademark.
Qiu Qingmeng retracted her hand, gently and slowly placed her husband on the ground, and looked at the woman in front of him.
Qiu Qingmeng knew her.
Tens of thousands of years ago, there were some interactions between the two.
"what's the matter?"
Qiu Qingmeng slowly spoke, the scarlet color in his eyes getting even brighter.
"He is my disciple."
Long Yueqing said with a smile.
"So?" Qiu Qingmeng's eyes narrowed.
"So if you dare to hurt him, I will be angry."
"He is my husband!"
Qiu Qingmeng walked towards Long Yueqing step by step.
With Qiu Qingmeng as the center, the area around the feet of the woman's embroidered shoes gradually turned into blood, as if it were the most terrifying blood spring deep in the area.
Finally, Qiu Qingmeng stood in front of Long Yueqing.
Qiu Qingmeng and Long Yueqing looked at each other. They were the same height, and the giant panda faced the giant panda.
But Long Yueqing’s giant panda is a little bigger.
Naturally, the big panda speaks first.
"Xiao Qingmeng, if this stupid apprentice of mine likes you, then I don't have any objection.
But Xiao Qingmeng, you are obviously marrying a good boy by force, so I have to take care of it."
Long Yueqing's eyes were curved and she looked extremely kind.
"Xiao Qingmeng, you can't beat me now, and besides, I still have something like yours in my hand."
Qiu Qingmeng hates being threatened, especially by a woman.
But this woman is very different.
"Taki Yueqing, why did you accept your husband as your disciple?"
Qiu Qingmeng tilted his head and asked.
"About this, Xiao Qingmeng, you don't need to worry about it, right?"
"Do you like my husband?" Qiu Qingmeng's murderous intention gradually became stronger.
"Oh~ What are you talking about?" Long Yueqing looked extremely shy, "I don't like this little guy."
Seeing Long Yueqing's reaction and listening to her nonsense, Qiu Qingmeng didn't take it to heart at all.
This woman's heart is really deep. She may say she likes her, but she may be extremely disgusted in her heart.
She could defeat the monster's army of millions with a smile and come out with blood.
She could also use the cave realm to hum a tune and come to the ghost realm to negotiate terms with herself.
Qiu Qingmeng didn't like this woman.
Her city is too deep.
"In short, Xiao Qingmeng, please don't think about anything~"
Long Yueqing stuck out her tongue playfully.
"Unless Xiaoli really likes you, otherwise, I won't let Xiaoli marry you~
After all, I watched Xiaoli grow up.
Yeah yeah~~~"
As he talked, Long Yueqing began to get excited.
"Recalling that time, when I first took Xiaoli to the mountain, he was extremely cute as a child.
He was clamoring to sleep with me.
When there is thunder, he crawls into my bed in fear.
He insisted on washing my socks and linings.
I even told him not to slap me on the shoulders, but Xiaoli refused to listen.
She always insists on marrying me when she grows up.
Hmm~
Now that Xiaoli has grown up, although he seems not as cute as before, he is even more handsome."
"Boom!"
When Taki Yueqing just finished speaking.
The red evil spirit bombarded Long Yueqing heavily.
The red blood blew through Long Yueqing's skirt and hair.
The red dress clung to Taki Yueqing's exquisite and graceful skin.
However, Taki Yueqing still stood there with a smile, unmoved at all.
"Taki Yueqing, I will kill you!"
Qiu Qingmeng's scarlet eyes stared straight at Long Yueqing, his endless murderous intent so overwhelming that it almost made him breathless.
"Then you have to work hard and practice well~
But before that, if Xiaoli doesn't agree to marry you, if you dare to mess around again.
Maybe I won’t give you something like that~”
With that said, Long Yueqing glanced past Qiu Qingmeng, glanced at Su Li lying on the ground, and turned to leave.
The ink color of Xuanming City gradually faded, and time began to continue to flow.
When the wind blew the leaves on the street, everything returned to normal.
It's just that Su Li and others who fell to the ground still haven't woken up yet.
Qiu Qingmeng walked to Su Li's side, gently caressed the wedding dress, and slowly knelt down.
Qiu Qingmeng gently picked up Su Li and placed him on his lap, her white and tender hands gently caressing his cheek.
"Husband, please wait a moment. When I help that woman accomplish that thing and get that thing, I can be with my husband forever.
Don't worry, husband, I will definitely kill that woman when the time comes.
Any woman who touches her husband must die."
Qiu Qingmeng slowly leaned down and kissed Su Li's forehead.
Putting Su Li down gently, Qiu Qingmeng got up and left reluctantly.
She also wants to spend more time with her husband.
But she was afraid that if she continued to stay like this with her husband, she would lose her mind.
I am not afraid of Long Yueqing. The only thing I am afraid of is that Long Yueqing breaks the contract and cannot stay with her husband forever.
"If anyone dares to speak out about what happened tonight, I will destroy that sect."
Before Qiu Qingmeng left, he glanced lightly at an eaves.
On the eaves is the Holy Lord of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords who is eating melon.
After burning a stick of incense, Qiu Qingmeng led the people in the city who turned into ghosts to the ghost land.
She took Yuan Yi away, but did not kill Liu Wu.
In fact, to Qiu Qingmeng, Liu Wu's life and death didn't matter at all.
If he killed Liu Wu, he might still suffer the hatred of her husband, but there was no need to do so.
Back above the clouds, after Qiu Qingmeng left, Long Yueqing did not leave immediately. Instead, she held her hand and looked at Su Li, who was lying on the ground sleeping soundly, with a smile.
It wasn't until dawn broke in the distant sky that Long Yueqing stood up and stretched out like a kitten.
"Let's go~"
"Senior. Senior, why don't you go see the Lord, Fellow Daoist Su?"
Mo Yue asked doubtfully.
Long Yueqing smiled and tickled Mo Yue's straight nose:
"I'll see you there, I'll see you soon.
It’s just~~~
The premise is that he recognizes me~"
【I want to take leave again~
But I can't take any more leave.
If you ask for leave again, someone will block the door with a knife.