Her eyes and eyebrows are calm from beginning to end, as if describing a story that has nothing to do with her.

"Twenty years ago, you took the ninety-nine-eighty-one phoenix feather from me by yourself. You made an appointment with me for three lives, but you married someone else when you turned around. I didn't want to talk about it. Since I had chosen to forget, I had made the plan of never looking back. The God of ryukuang has just heard that I am the wife of Cui ban in the underworld. I'm a man in the underworld. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to go back to jiuchongtian with you. "

Cui Pan's eyes were bright, and he was ecstatic. "You should be serious --"

raise your hand, and stop the rest of his words. He continued: "you are not a self deceiving person. There are so many fairies that love you. In the past 20 years, Princess Qingyun has already entered the palace of bise wearing the Xiapu made of the phoenix feather that was taken from me."

"I don't have it. Come back with me first. I'll explain it to you!" Ryukuang didn't expect that he would make a vow from the beginning to the end, but he wanted to believe that she was deeply in love with him and would definitely choose to go back with him without hesitation when she saw him.

But I can't think of it.

She has changed. In the clear eyes of Qinglian, there is no longer any love for him.

In a hurry, he wanted to drag her hand. Cui pan was so quick that he rushed up and protected Xi in his arms. "Liuguang, this is the prefecture. Please respect me! Otherwise, the spirit dogs that I raise who grow up eating carrion will not mind to taste the meat of immortals, what it's like! "

"Yi Xi --"

there was a golden flash in ryukuang's eyes, and his fierce Qi rose quickly. When he met cuipan's line of sight, there was a sudden overcast wind around him, and his whole body was also surrounded by immortal Qi.

One black and one white, the sword is in full swing, and the war is imminent.

I don't know who moved the hand first. Ryukuang summoned his immortal Kunlun sword, and cuipan offered a whip, but in a twinkling of an eye, he passed one hundred and eighty moves.

It doesn't take a lot of time for a master to fight. I haven't seen their movements clearly yet. The fierce wind blade rolls up her skirt. I can only see that both of them are wrapped in a thick layer of black fog and white fairy air, which is not true.

All of a sudden, the two people aroused a blow of self-cultivation. In an instant, the ghost lamp in the hall exploded together, and the huge column surrounded by several people also cracked. The two of them flew out at the same time, fell to the ground in a mess and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her pupils are constricted. Not far away, ryukuang looks at her sadly. Her pale lips are full of blood. Her spotless white brocade robe is almost broken by the whip.

Her footsteps are moving, Cui Pan's chest is almost torn, he clenches his teeth, his fingernails are deeply embedded in the palm, he is waiting for a choice.

"Yuxi..." Ryukuang stretched out his hand slightly and trembled weakly.

Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she pursed her lips. Suddenly she turned her head without hesitation and ran to Cui pan. She trembled and put out her hand to wipe the blood stains on his lips. She asked softly, "how are you, Cui pan? I'll take you to the ghost doctor. You can hold on! "

Cui Pan's eyes are full of joy, but his face is exhausted by his accomplishments, and he almost loses his soul. He nodded weakly and was supported by Xi.

Ryukuang's dark hatred is similar to his accomplishments. Both of them have suffered from both failures. In fact, there is no big problem except looking weak on the surface!

He no longer calm and calm, clenched his teeth and stood up, "yes!"