Returning to Taia not only made Qianyin feel uncomfortable, but also made Fang Yiran's old love reappear.

This is where he raised him and there was a master who once treated him like a son.

He was afraid that Qianyin would be impulsive and rashly broke into the Nine-Level Hall, and Aizhi moved him with emotion and reason, just to let her stay in the room quietly and wait for an opportunity to move again. But he himself quietly went to the Law Enforcement Hall.

I went there and never came back.

Qianyin had no way of knowing whether he was alive or dead. She turned into a little fairy child and looked for him tremblingly for several days without success. Until one day, she learned from the words and conversations of the disciples of major fairy mountains around her that the person who broke into the demon clan two days ago was killed by Fu Yuan, the elder of the law enforcement hall.

When she heard this news, she thought of Fang Yiran and felt that Qingtian suddenly shook her with a thunderclap.

However, soon, news also confirmed that the demon clan killed by Fu Yuan was just a small spy who was placed in the fairy world by the demon clan, and it was not Fang Yiron whom she guessed.

But where did Fang Yiran go? Is there any danger?

With such worries, two or three days passed by, and there was only one day left before Chonghua and Wusi got married.

Taia laughed and said joyful everywhere. The festive reds fell all over the entire immortal gate, and people in the fairy world could hear the praises and envy of the two people who were about to form fairy couples everywhere.

This is a beautiful thing in the fairy world for thousands of years, but it is a bloody gully in Qianyin's heart.

At night, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Thinking of the coming tomorrow, her heart gradually calmed down.

She pulled Fang Yiran to Taia with passion, just to prevent Chonghua from getting married with Wusi. Fang Yiran disappeared because of this, but she did not even see Chonghua, and even more disagreeingly made Chonghua dispel the idea of ​​marrying Wusi.

After thinking for a long time, a bold plan took shape in my heart.

Wu Si's reputation is far-reaching and elegant on the surface. It is too naive to try to stop this marriage just by just her remarks. Moreover, the marriage between the master and the disciple in the Ice Domain was the one who took advantage of the danger. Although it was to save him, it was a violation of the rules of immortality. According to Chonghua's nature, he might not give up this opportunity to give up.

Furthermore, when she promised her to get married with Qingxuan, Chonghua and Wusi had already had a marriage contract and just chose a day to perform the final ceremony of sacrifice to heaven. But later, accidents occurred one after another, and the relationship between master and apprentice changed. It is still unknown whether Chonghua will still like her as before. How could she destroy the marriage in one fell swoop?

She was in a coma in the underworld and recuperated in the demon world. In the past three months, Chonghua had never looked for her. In her opinion, this was already his clear statement about the matter between the two.

But now she ran to have a marriage with a shy face, and I don’t know what Chonghua would think of her.

"Oh! Qianyin, Qianyin, you should have thought of a way to have a baby with your master. Maybe there is more reason to get close to your master like this."

Qianyin laughed at herself, got up and opened the window, and tidied out the mess with the breeze.

The night is dark and the moon is like frost. In the sky in the east, the crescent moon is like a opened bow, with arrows on the strings, ready to go.

Just as everyone under the sky, waiting for the prosperity of tomorrow. It is also at this moment that Qianyin, with her broken determination, waited for the arrival of dawn, waited for the best time to release the bowstring, and crushed the upcoming prosperity in one fell swoop.

Looking at the long-lost starry sky, she showed a long-lost innocent smile.

**

The next day, the weather was clear and the sun was pleasant.

On the martial arts performance venue, the red carpet about a hundred feet long extends from the edge of the entrance venue to the altar in the center. The audience was crowded with people and the crowd was in full bloom.

On the rostrum, the leaders of the major immortals sat upright, waiting for the newcomers to arrive and worship the heaven and earth.

Everyone looked forward to it for a long time, and finally two red figures walked up the red carpet step by step, coming side by side. Everyone held their breath and looked at the two of them quietly.

Although Wu Si is beautiful, he cannot withstand the surprise brought by another figure beside her.

The slender figure covered his big red robe, making his frosty face look a little charming. The fire-shaped immortal seal on his forehead is waiting to fly. His quiet eyes look straight ahead without joy or sorrow, and as empty as nothing.

That arrogance and cold temperament is the only one in the six realms!

Who is it if it’s not Chonghua?

Qianyin was in the crowd, feeling that her master was becoming more and more handsome. For a moment, she was distracted and wanted to go up and knock him down. She lifted her toes and took a step. The red robe with the same style as Wusi made her feel that the red robe was extremely dazzling, so she withdrew her feet and steadily avoiding her rushing up for a while. She suppressed the sourness in her heart and snorted coldly: "What's so beautiful, it's just a marriage that's a big show."

After hearing her words, others looked sideways and saw that she was a young disciple. They just thought she was sour grapes, and ignored her. Unexpectedly, they suddenly squeezed to her side and sighed the same as her: "Little brother's words are deeply loved by me. I also think it's just a kiss, there is no need to be so extravagant." After that, they muttered in a low voice: "It's not that the two people are in love, what kind of kiss..."

Qianyin suddenly felt that these words were pleasant and comfortable. She was about to make friends with this "Fellow Daoist". When she turned her head, her smile had not yet bloomed, and then she disappeared. She turned her face back expressionlessly, looking at the two figures slowly walking towards the altar.

The person who spoke behind him was not someone else, but Changqing.

But he was not as slutty as before, his hair was not bright, his clothes were hanging randomly on his body, his sword was back behind him, and there were still oil stains on the hilt.

There was a sparse beard on Jun's face, which made him look handsome and a little vicissitudes, a little vulgar in vicissitudes, and a little vulgar in vicissitudes, and a little vulgar in vulgarity.

Seeing Qianyin glanced at him, because she was a little changed and her face was just a clear boy, he didn't see her true face at first glance. He put on her shoulders very familiarly and tsk, "Little brother, it's rare that you and my brother have the same views. Let's go, there is no need to watch this ceremony of sacrifice to heaven. Brother will take you to drink!"

Qianyin snorted coldly, ignored him, staring at Wu Si, who was blushing with happiness, and did not move at all.

When Changqing saw that she always stared at Wusi, and his eyes were so passionate, he advised sadly: "Be realistic, that woman doesn't like you. People are all concerned about the Supreme Master, how can they tolerate you?"

But he misread what Qianyin said in her eyes. Although her eyes were hot, she had no deep affection. Qianyin replied: "I clearly see that it is Chonghua Zun, what does it have to do with that woman?"

Changqing widened his eyes and lowered his voice: "Are you broken sleeves?"

Qianyin saw Chonghua and Wusi reaching the altar and said perfunctorily: "Well, it's Chuanshui. I like Chonghua."

"You really have a broken sleeve?" Changqing roared, and the surroundings suddenly became silent.

Qianyin was also startled and showed a false smile after reacting: "What's wrong with breaking sleeves? Keeping sleeves proves that you are not a man!"

Changqing was stunned by this smile. The other party's eyes, tone, and even the smile, even the hypocritical one, seemed familiar.

At this time, Feng Qingyang fell from the rostrum and handed a fragrance to the two newcomers. He was about to read the verse, a crisp and smiling voice passed through the sounds of the crowds and reached the ears of the three people on the stage:

"Master, you are not suitable for this woman, so you shouldn't want it!"

**
Chapter completed!