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Chapter 922 Murong

wind.

thunder.

The two attributes were constantly colliding in front of Chu Ye. The two people who had the most thorough grasp of these two attributes in the Xuantian world were fighting in front of Chu Ye. Chu Ye was completely stunned and just looked at the two of them blankly.

After fighting, they slowly fell into a state of harmony between nature and man again.

In the dome space, purple and cyan stars flicker and move slowly, forming more mysterious patterns.

"Bang!"

As the two of them fought, the thunder attribute gained the upper hand in the end. After a purple vortex formed by thunder and lightning, Lord Shengzun had already rushed into the lotus pond, and there was gradually no movement of the fight.

Only Chu Ye was left standing in mid-air, continuing to comprehend the aura brought to him by the battle between the two in the barrier left by the Holy Lord.





"You still have the nerve to enter my Lihentian!"

In the lotus pond, the woman in green had an angry face, and her beautiful eyes almost burst into flames as she stared at the Holy Lord.

The woman looked extremely young, and standing together with the Holy Lord, they looked like a perfect couple, but the emotions in the woman's eyes were too complicated and too hateful.

"Qingxuan, I came here today because I have business."

"Business?" The woman in green snorted coldly, "That's right. If it wasn't for something, why would you come to my place? Lei Ming, you are a heartless person."

"Qingxuan."

Lei Ming, the Holy Lord of Thunder Holy Land, frowned, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his glass-like eyes, and his voice became a little deeper.

"What? I made a mistake. If you were serious, how could you turn a blind eye to Wan'er!"

"What's wrong with Wan'er?"

"Humph, it turns out you still remember Wan'er, but tens of thousands of years ago, Wan'er almost went crazy while practicing kung fu. These years, Wan'er has been haunting me, where were you when Mian was ill?"

"Wan'er went crazy? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you? What's the use of telling you? Can you help Wan'er?"

"Qingxuan!"

The sound of thunder became two points lower.

"Wan'er is your daughter and mine after all, how could I not care about her!"

"But since Wan'er was born, you have ignored her. What kind of father are you? I would rather Wan'er never had you as a father, and I would rather I never saw you!"

The woman in green's voice became more and more shrill.

She has known Lei Ming for nearly four million years. As sweet as her life was in the past, it will be so painful in the future.

He is obviously the Holy Lord of two of the five holy places in the Xuantian Realm, and one of the most powerful people in the Xuantian Realm, but he cannot have happiness.

Three million years ago, thunder suddenly became strange.

Seven hundred thousand years ago, shortly after his daughter was born, Lei Ming seemed to have changed into a different person. The day before, he was extremely caring for his daughter and wished he could pluck all the stars in the sky for his daughter, but the next day he returned directly to the Holy Land of Thunder.

Never set foot in Lihentian again!

He did this without even saying why.

She, the Holy Lord Lihentian, also took the initiative to go to Lei Ming to ask for the reason, but found nothing. Even when she went to Lei Ming for the third time, she found that she could not even enter the Holy Land of Thunder!

In this case, she, Murong Qingxuan, is by no means a stalker. She must have never known Lei Ming.

Even in the decision-making of the Five Holy Lands, I have never participated in the past 700,000 years.

Who would have thought that after seven hundred thousand years, Lei Ming would come to Lihentian again.

"What are you still doing here!"

"Of course I came here to..."

Lei Ming looked stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered something.

"Quick, I'll bring an alchemist over and let him take a look at Wan'er."





The two great martial masters and saints of Thunder Holy Land and Lihen Holy Land are actually husband and wife!

When Chu Ye learned the news, his jaw almost dropped.

No wonder Lei Ming has a lotus pond that is almost exactly the same as this one in Thunder Holy Land. It turned out to be because he missed his wife.

This couple is amazing, in every sense of the word.

However, Chu Ye soon discovered that there was something slightly wrong with the atmosphere between the two people, and they seemed to be having trouble.

But since the two of them didn't say anything, Chu Ye couldn't ask, so he could only follow the two of them, and soon arrived at a peach forest in Lihentian.

Then, Chu Ye learned an even more surprising news.

The two holy masters are not only husband and wife, but also have a daughter.

It is said that he almost became possessed ten thousand years ago and has been haunting his sick bed all these years.

"Wan'er."

In the peach forest, under a peach tree with exceptionally blooming peach blossoms, a girl in white sat on a peach branch and gazed into the distance.

Hearing this, he looked over and saw that he had a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, but at the moment there was no sparkle at all, as if they were about to be blown away by the wind at any moment.

"Wan'er, come down quickly."

The woman in Tsing Yi could not tell that she was the Holy Lord at this moment. She was just a mother who cared about her daughter and waved to her daughter.

"Master Chu, please treat my little girl."

If Lei Ming hadn't said that the young boy in front of him was a quasi-ninth-level alchemist, and repeatedly assured that his level of alchemy was almost comparable to or even surpassed that of the president of the alchemist's union, that ninth-level alchemist, Murong Qingxuan, would never have

I believe that this little guy with a bone age of less than 100 years old can be so powerful.

However, although that guy Lei Ming left without saying goodbye and has not fulfilled his duties as a father in these years, his vision is not wrong, and he will definitely not mess around with his daughter's affairs.

My daughter's condition is getting worse every year. Even the president of the alchemist's union has no choice but to give her some warming elixirs, but it still can't stop her from becoming haggard day by day.

Murong Qingxuan saw the pain in her eyes and wished she could bring her daughter to bear this pain.

Therefore, although I was still angry at Lei Ming for leaving without saying goodbye, I was still willing to let the alchemist brought by Lei Ming help diagnose and treat my daughter.

The woman named Wan'er jumped up and fell from the peach tree as lightly as a white cloud, standing in front of Chu Ye.

The woman didn't speak, she just bowed to Murong Qingxuan, and then her eyes fell on Lei Ming.

"Wan'er."

When Lei Ming saw his daughter, there was a trace of blood in his glass-like eyes. Even a Martial Lord would inevitably show his emotions when facing his own flesh and blood relatives, especially those who feel guilty.

However, the woman named Wan'er's eyes only paused on Lei Ming for a moment, then turned away and landed on Chu Ye.

"Are you here to treat me? Let's get started."

As he spoke, he stretched out his white wrist.

This one...is really refreshing.

Chu Ye curled his lips. The patient was very cooperative, but the look on his face clearly showed that she didn't believe that Chu Ye could diagnose or treat her at all, let alone that he could cure her.

She was willing to let Chu Ye help with diagnosis and treatment, just for her mother's sake.

What's more important is that this woman who is supposed to be loved by thousands of people and is one of the most powerful people in Xuantian Realm has no intention of survival in her eyes.

Does she want to die?

However, she wanted to die, but Chu Ye would never let her waste away just a little bit.

Who calls her surname Murong, and she is also called Wan'er?


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