A flying boat is floating in the air, surrounded by fairy mist, making it difficult for people outside to see clearly and with a hazy feeling.
On top of the flying boat, there were two young men and women, standing side by side.
The man has a handsome appearance and a slender figure. His eyes seem to be beating with flames, and he has a martial spirit. He has a gentle smile on his face.
The woman has a graceful figure, long black hair, and an oval face. She is wearing a tight purple skirt, and her figure curves are very obvious. Combined with her good-looking face, it is very eye-catching.
"Fengtian, this time, you will pass the assessment of the sixth-level top inscription master. How do you plan to celebrate when the time comes?"
The woman looked at the man next to her with a smile, and she laughed, a little seductively.
Fentian smiled and said, "I plan to directly screen the marriage proposal of Yuezong, do you think it's okay?"
Hearing this, the woman gave Fentian a roll of her eyes, but she didn't get angry. Instead, she seemed to have a different kind of charm, which was very attractive.
"You're not ashamed to say this," the woman said.
Fen Tian said: "Zi Ling, you should know my feelings for you best. In the past, I felt that there was not enough time, but this time, if I can pass the assessment of the Tao Alliance and become a sixth-level top inscription master, I feel that
, the time is ripe, I propose marriage in person, your Yingyue Sect should not refuse, and there is no reason to refuse."
Ziling's status in Yingyue Sect is extraordinary. She is a goddess and can be considered as one of the candidates to succeed the Yingyue Sect. Of course, she is not the most advantageous person to compete for that position.
Therefore, Fentian felt that if he proposed marriage by himself, it would not be a big problem.
Zi Ling's talent was worthy of him, and her appearance was beyond compare. It made him itchy and thought about him for a long time. The key was that Zi Ling was also very smart. If he could marry her home and stay by his side, she would be him.
A big help.
Zi Ling rolled her eyes at Fen Tian again: "I never said that I would not refuse. Do you think... I have to give up the opportunity to compete for the future sect leader?"
Once she gets married, she will directly lose the possibility of competing for the future master, so this is something Zi Ling has been struggling with.
She also has a good impression of Fentian. Fentian is the biological son and only descendant of the owner of Fengu. Fengu will eventually be in his hands in the future. If she marries Fentian, it is certain that she will become the mistress of Fengu.
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Moreover, Fen Tian is not only talented and powerful, he also has a special identity, that is, an inscription master, and he is also a powerful inscription master. Otherwise, he would not have tried to assess the sixth-level top inscription master.
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Such conditions are unparalleled. Even the top five Taoist successors such as Ziyun Sect may not be able to defeat Fen Tian.
But she was a little reluctant to give up. After all, if she married Fentian and became a Taoist couple with Fentian, then Fentian would definitely be the leader. And if she could become the leader of Yingyue Sect, that would be the real
The power is in your hands.
However, there is indeed someone in the sect who is more evil than her. Although she is a bit uglier, her strength and talent are slightly inferior to hers. Most of the parties in the sect also support that person. Her
The odds are slim.
Fentian chuckled: "Zi Ling, wouldn't you be free and at ease with me... What's more, Lingzhou is too small, our vision and layout cannot just be limited to this corner of Lingzhou, if
I have passed the assessment of the sixth-level top inscription master of the Dao Alliance, and I may consider joining the Dao Alliance directly, leaving Lingzhou, going to a wider world, and even going to the headquarters of the Dao Alliance to fight for the throne of the world."
Hearing Fen Tian's words, Zi Ling's eyes flashed with a hint of shock.
