The first thousand three hundred and sixty-four chapters of marriage
But now, in this picture, Xia Qingchen is already the eternal god king. He has matured for a long time. He is not as energetic as he was when he was young. He is mature and deep.
"Ahem... So mine is the real work." Xia Qingchen opened his mouth and said, "How can a person like the God King act like a hot-blooded young man?"
this……
Yun Huaxin and Xiyuan Moni fell into thinking. Indeed, the king of gods exists, and his actions must be unpredictable.
How can one be as energetic and energetic as a young man?
The more they thought about it, the more they felt that their painting was fake.
"But this painting and the God King's urinal were found together. Why is one true and the other false?" Yun Huaxin raised her doubts.
Xia Qingchen coughed dryly and said: "The God King, of course there are people who imitate him, so there is a high chance that a fake painting will appear. It is normal for it to happen to appear next to a real urinal."
Yun Hua thought about it and felt that it was still possible.
She looked at Xiyuan Mouni, who was also hesitant.
Xia Qingchen put away the painting he had just made, rolled it up slowly, and said, "Since Lord Yuan feels that this is not a real painting, just burn it."
A flame burst out from his palm, ready to light the painting.
"Wait a minute!" Xiyuan Mouni grabbed the painting and scolded: "How could you destroy the painting of the God King indiscriminately?"
Xia Qingchen shrugged: "This is my painting. If you burn it, you don't have to pay for it with your life. Why can't you burn it?"
Xiyuan Moni's painting of the God of Love is like cherishing life, so how can we bear to have it burned.
"Okay, it's the poor nun who misunderstood Almsgiver Xia." Xiyuanmo Ni said.
All the murderous intent in his body was gone, not a trace was left.
For a fake painting, she didn't have enough excuse to kill a person who had just obtained the moon marrow, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the tombkeeper.
"Give me this painting." Xiyuan Moni arrogantly and unreasonably put the painting into the space nirvana: "I have fulfilled my promise just now, and Yun Huaxin is betrothed to you, and I will also give you some resources."
She casually threw a space nirvana on the table, and regardless of Yun Hua's embarrassment, she jumped into the air and left.
Yun Huaxin stamped his feet, feeling embarrassed and anxious: "I make the decision on my own marriage. You must not take the words of my father and master seriously!"
With that said, he quickly walked out of Baiyun Village.
It wasn't until he left that he breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "I don't want to marry him."
Xia Qingchen was sitting in front of the stone table, playing with the damaged original painting, with wisps of ghostly energy surging in it.
A smile appeared on his lips: "It takes no effort at all!"
I was worried that this painting was in the hands of Yun Huaxin. Due to the relationship between the two of them, it was impossible for this painting to fall into his hands. Unexpectedly, the other party delivered it to his door.
The only thing to worry about is that because of Tianhenchen, it seems that Xiyuan Moni hates him.
You need to take more precautions in the future.
He held the scroll and was about to stand up when suddenly his eyes went dark and a pair of soft and cool hands covered his eyes.
There is also an exquisite and gentle body attached to the back.
"Guess who I am?"
Xia Qingchen broke her hand angrily, but did not put it down. Instead, he rubbed it gently and sighed slightly: "Did you know that you may expose yourself?"
Besides Yue Mingzhu, who else could be behind him?
The Beiyuan Sword Master was attacked by an unknown giant shadow under the sea. His life and death are unknown. Others don't know what it is. Xia Qingchen rode it all the way, how could he not know?
That is the Dark Moon Treasure Hidden Dragon.
The only person who can mobilize Qianlong is Yue Mingzhu.
"Exposed is exposed." Yue Mingzhu chuckled, resting her chin on Xia Qingchen's shoulder, closing her eyes and enjoying the rare tenderness.
Xia Qingchen frowned and said, "Be serious. If your identity is discovered on Linlang Island, you will be in great danger."
She had said it before, but Yue Mingzhu never took it seriously.
"Isn't there brother Qingchen? You will save me, right?" Yue Mingzhu smiled nonchalantly.
Xia Qingchen smiled helplessly, but there was worry in his eyes.
I wonder if Linlang Island has investigated the origin of the giant shadow under the sea.
The island human tomb suspended above the abyss.
In front of a row of iron fences, in a thatched house.
Emperor Dongyuan was pacing back and forth outside the thatched house, obeying orders at any time.
In the room, Beiyuan Sword Master's face was pale, his lips were chapped, and he was as angry as a game. He was dying and on the verge of death.
In front of his body, an old man in gray robes sat cross-legged.
If Xia Qingchen were here, he would immediately recognize that the old man was the mysterious old man who was guarding the entrance to the abyss.
He took out a bottle of clear liquid in the upper half and turbid liquid in the lower half, and introduced it into his wound.
After a boiling sound, the blood hole the size of a fist miraculously healed slowly.
The clearly charred blood hole sprouted granulation again and quickly turned red.
An hour passed.
The bloody hole in his fist was completely healed, as if he had never been injured.
Beiyuan Sword Master's complexion also began to slowly recover, and his consciousness began to wake up.
When he noticed the old man sitting cross-legged from the corner of his eye, he was startled and sat up hurriedly: "See the tombkeeper... hiss..."
When Kankan sat up, Beiyuan Sword Master groaned in pain and fell weakly to the ground.
He looked at his body and said in surprise: "My body!"
He found that he had lost the strength to even stand up, his whole body was so limp, and he couldn't even hold his fingers tightly.
The old man said hoarsely: "Although the rest of your injuries have healed, a corner of your heart has been damaged."
"Injuries to the heart are the most difficult to heal and require time to heal."
Beiyuan Sword Master thought of the mysterious red beam of light he encountered before, and broke into a cold sweat. He worriedly said: "Then I can't use force?"
"Use force? Let's restore basic operations first." The old man said calmly: "It will take as little as half a year and as much as two years to return to the peak of strength."
Half a year?
Beiyuan Sword Master's face turned pale instantly. Doesn't it mean that in half a year, he will become an ordinary person, and any warrior will have the ability to kill him?
Moreover, without his strength, his son's breakthrough to the moon realm would be completely delayed, and many other matters would be put on hold as a result.
"Gravekeeper, can you tell me what exactly attacked me?" Sword Master Beiyuan felt deep hatred in his heart.
The most serious injury he had ever suffered in his life was right now.
The tombkeeper looked indifferent and uttered two words: "Dark Moon."
What?
Beiyuan Sword Master's pupils shrank, and the hatred on his face was reduced to nothing, replaced by fear and worry: "But I have never had any interaction with Dark Moon."
He really didn't understand how he had ever offended Dark Moon, yet he was actually being targeted by Dark Moon.
The tombkeeper slowly stood up, walked to the door, and said to Tianwai: "Let's investigate and find out who has come to the island recently and find out their identities."
His tone became extremely cold, with a hint of murderous intent.
A few days later.
Han Xiangdong sat across from Yun Huaxin's reception manor.
Compared to the domineering and domineering person he once was, he is now much more low-key.
Because his father was temporarily reduced to a useless person, Han Xiangdong did not dare to continue his rampage and could only drink wine.