Chapter 436： weeping with joy

Chapter four hundred and thirty sixth weeping with joy

Before the trial started, the master of the Divine Soul Immortal Palace: Zhuge Yu, and the sect master of the Eternal Immortal Sect: Ru Yan Wuji, agreed that during the trial, the disciples of one sect and the first palace joined forces to kill the trial disciples of Huangfu Shengzong.

So, before the trial started, Nangong Yuqin and Ru Yanchen decided to meet in this valley.

At this moment in the valley, there are only more than 100 people, another 1,900 people from the Eternal Immortal Sect, and more than 2,900 people from the Spiritual Immortal Palace.

The first passers-by consisted of Yuan Shilang, who ranked second in the inner sect of Soul Immortal Palace, Jia Kuang, who ranked third, and Qingyang Jiangqiu, who ranked first in the inner sect of Eternal Immortal Sect. The three led Spirit Immortal Palace and Eternal Immortal Sect. The one who had been ambushed at the entrance of the God Burying Abyss three days ago, waiting for the disciples of Huangfu Shengzong to throw themselves into the trap!

On the other side, more than 4,000 people from the Divine Soul Immortal Palace and the Eternal Immortal Sect were in groups in the trial area, looking for and killing the disciples of Huangfu Shengzong.

Just now, Ru Yanchen suggested that she and Nangong Yuqin would go to the abyss of Burial God to search for treasures.

Of course, Ru Yanchen had already prepared a colorless and odorless drug, just waiting for Nangong Yuqin to take the bait.

In his opinion, if he can conquer Nangong Yuqin before proposing marriage, the marriage proposal will be much smoother.

At this moment, Nangong Yuqin seemed a little absent-minded and refused: "I'm sorry, I'm a little tired now, I don't want to go anywhere, please come back."

Ru Yanchen was upset in her heart, but her face was gentle and elegant, and she said with concern: "Since the saint is unwell, then the young master will not bother, and come to visit another day."

After speaking, Ru Yanchen smiled and turned around and walked out of the cave, towards the cave on the other side of the valley.

The three beauties of the inner door of the Eternal Immortal Sect guarding outside the cave: Pan Hanqing, Li Miaoxin, and Guo Biyun, followed closely.

After Ru Yanchen returned to the cave, she looked back with a gloomy expression: "You three come in."

"It's the young master." After the three beauties stepped into the cave mansion, Ru Yanchen waved her right arm. At the entrance of the cave mansion, the space was like water ripples, and a soundproof barrier was arranged.

"Young master, what's the matter with you? Who made you angry again?" Li Miao said tenderly, and walked towards Ru Yanchen with a lot of style.

"Who else? It's not that **** Nangong Yuqin! It's really shameless!"

Ru Yanchen let out a loud roar, and immediately slapped Li Miaoxin's buttocks and roared, "Bitch, lay down on the ground for me!"

"It's the master." Li Miaoxin winked like silk, lying in front of Ru Yanchen.

"And you two bitches, get out of here!" Ru Yanchen looked at Pan Hanqing and Guo Biyun, and humiliated.

"It's the master." Facing the humiliation, the two women seemed to be accustomed to it, twisting their proud figure, came up to them, and began to undress Ru Yanchen.

"You three stinky bitches, from now on, you are Nangong Yuqin! Serve me well!" Ru Yanchen imagined the three girls as Nangong Yuqin, and began to humiliate and ravage the three women in the cave mansion. Female…

at the same time.

Nangong Yuqin frowned, and stepped out of the cave with a lot of thought, looking at Zhao Shiguang, Liu Danwen, Kaohsiung, and Jiang Rou who were guarding outside the cave, and instructed: "I have something to go out, you guys wait for me here."

"Where are you going, Holy Maiden? We will accompany you." Jiang Rou said respectfully.

"No need." When Nangong Yuqin sacrificed the spirit boat, Jiang Rou suddenly knelt down, "Saint, the palace master explained, let the four of us guard you closely, the eternal land is full of dangers, let us accompany you go."

"Yes, Holy Maiden!" Zhao Shiguang, Liu Danwen, and Kaohsiung knelt down together and agreed.

Zhuge Yu explained that if Nangong Yuqin was unexpected, the four of them would have to die. Therefore, the four of them begged Nangong Yuqin.

Nangong Yuqin breathed a deep sigh of relief, "Get up. If I can't get out of danger in the face of danger, with your strength, I can't protect me. Besides, I'm just in a mess, I just want to go out and relax."

"That's it, you wait here, don't follow me."

The corners of Nangong Yuqin's skirt fluttered, and after swept towards the spirit boat, he rode the spirit boat into the air, and disappeared at the end of the sky in an instant...

Nangong Yuqin rode the supreme treasure spirit boat and flew all the way to the lonely peak a million miles away.

When she learned from Qin Xin's mouth that it was Tan Yun who told Zhuge Yu how to save her, she was in a state of turmoil these days and was very afraid of losing Tan Yun.

She thought that on the lonely peak, a sword pierced through Tan Yun's chest, and that the powerful Jiaolong might attack Tan Yun. At this moment, her stunning face was full of anxiety and panic!

When she thought of Tan Yun's death, her heart hurt so hard to breathe, she didn't know the source of this heartache and sadness, she only knew that she cared about Tan Yun very, very much...

Nangong Yuqin spent three days in panic and anxiety. When she rode the spirit boat and appeared over the waterfall, looking at the scene where the lone mountain had collapsed, and then looking down at the devastated traces of the war, an ominous feeling appeared. The foreboding came out spontaneously!

"No... No! He won't die!" Nangong Yuqin on the spirit boat, her delicate body trembled frequently, tears blurred her vision, and she shouted, "Tan Yun!"

"Where are you Tan Yun!"

While crying in horror, she released her spiritual consciousness, covering the area of ​​480 miles below, carefully searching for Tan Yun's traces over and over again.

Suddenly, she discovered something, and without wiping away her tears, she swept off the spirit boat, and found the wind-type Jiaolong head of Fenglei Jiaolong in the rubble formed after the collapse of the lonely peak.

When she found out that the head of the dragon had cracked and its inner wind attribute demon pill was taken away, there was a hint of joy in her tearful eyes, "He must not be dead, he must have taken the demon pill."

Afterwards, she came to the rubble a hundred miles away and found the body of Fenglei Jiaolong. She also noticed that the Thunder-type Jiaoshou Inner Demon Pill was also gone.

She found footprints on the wet ground.

Judging from the size of the footprints, it was left by a man and a woman.

"This must be the footprints of Tan Yun and Gongsun Ruoxi." Nangong Yuqin cried with joy, "It's great, he's not dead, he's fine."

After a lot of fun, Nangong Yuqin sat alone on the gravel, with a melancholy expression, and her beautiful eyes muttered to herself:

"When I saw him with other women during the Four Arts Competition, I would feel inexplicable heartache, as if I was jealous of the woman who talked and laughed with him."

"When I had a life-and-death confrontation with him, I hurt him, and my heart attack would break out. It hurts his body, but it hurts in my heart."

"I was in the sword array he arranged, and the man in a coma was severely injured by him crying. If it wasn't for me having hallucinations, it was the sound of him crying when he saw that I was about to die."

"Also, I stabbed him a few days ago on the Lone Peak, and I will feel distressed... I will look at his indifferent eyes towards me, and I will feel sad..."

Nangong Yuqin whispered to himself, pursing his lips, tears could not stop dripping, "What exactly is my affection for him? Is it love? ."

"I, Nangong Yuqin, swear, I must find the answer!"

…

at the same time.

When Tan Yun, Mu Mengji, and Xue Ziyan stepped on the flying sword, and there were still five hundred kilometers left from the entrance to the abyss of the Burial God, Tan Yun, who was shrouded in a radius of five hundred kilometers through spiritual consciousness, suddenly frowned and his face changed!

"Tan Yun, what's wrong? Did you find something!" Mu Meng frowned lightly and asked in a low voice.