Mu Xitong opened her mouth slightly, her eyes slightly red, and she rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

The figure reflected in her eyes seemed to be much older than a few years ago, and her body grew a lot taller, but she could never forget her cold face.

This young man!

It is the person Mu Xitong has been thinking about and dreaming about for several years.

"Brother Han!"

"It's really Brother Han!"

Unstoppable joy filled all the places in Mu Xitong's heart, and his heart was filled with a huge sense of happiness, and he immediately walked towards the figure.

But after just two steps, my steps stopped slowly.

Mu Xitong saw a heavy blow and her happy expression quickly shrank.

A woman with fairy gauze on her face swayed her slim waist and walked to the young man with a smile on her face. Her woman's temperament was as charming as a fairy, and she could be seen from afar but not played with.

The woman was talking intimately with the young man, and from time to time, stretching out her white and tender arms to hold the young man's hand, doing the coquettish action that should have been her Mu Xitong before.

"Why……"

"Why is this happening..."

Mu Xitong was shaking, forcing herself to stand firm, her lips trembled slightly.

With just one glance, Mu Xitong guessed who the woman with fairy veil on her face was.

The daughter of the Master of Jiqiao Pavilion, the real daughter of the heaven!

Even in Xuanyuan Sect, Mu Xitong has heard many rumors about her. This is a mysterious woman, the most amazing woman in the land of Nanzhou. The young talents who flattered her were like crucian carpies crossing the river, countless of which I heard that she did not use fairy gauze to cover her face because of her ugly appearance. On the contrary, many monks speculated that she was too beautiful. As for how beautiful it was so shocking, no one had ever seen it.

"Compared with her, I'm just an inconspicuous girl."

Mu Xitong gritted her silver teeth, her face showed bitterness, and her agile eyes were dim and dull.

Regardless of her life experience, status, cultivation, appearance, and even everything, Mu Xitong is not as good as the other party. If the only thing that is better than the other party is that she will meet Brother Han one step earlier than her, that's all.

But is this useful?

It's useless, it's not an advantage at all!

Tears kept falling from Mu Xitong's eyes without any effort, like beads with broken lines, one after another, making people feel so sad and heartbreaking.

Especially Mu Xitong looked at Brother Han who was not particularly resistant and was shaking her hand. For some reason, her heartache seemed to be about to crack, and her breathing became difficult subconsciously.

"The two are so compatible..."

Mu Xitong had to make this idea at this moment. Standing with such an excellent brother Han, that equally excellent woman was simply a handsome man and a fairy couple.

At this moment, Mu Xitong could no longer have the courage to say hello to Brother Han, silently staring at the young man who had been thinking about it for countless years. While crying, he silently followed behind Tongxuan Zhenren, leaving alone sadly.

No one noticed that there were a few golden bloodshots in Mu Xitong's eyes that turned around and were quietly surging...

Lin Fenghan, who was in the central area of ​​the Treasure Refining Pavilion, suddenly frowned, as if his heart was pulled by some force. He subconsciously turned his head and looked at a corner of the Yangyang crowd, but he saw nothing, and he was all unfamiliar faces.

"This feeling..." Lin Fenghan's breathing was slightly rapid.

"Fenghan, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Lin Fenghan, who was smiling lightly just now, suddenly sweat beads emerged from his forehead, with a strange expression. Meng Qiyan, who was standing beside him, asked with concern.

Lin Fenghan calmed down slightly and forced himself to smile and said, "I'm fine."

Meng Qiyan was very confused, and at this moment, Deacon Liu rushed over and found Lin Fenghan, and said happily: "Deacon Lin, Master Yang Yan, Grandmaster Zhufeng, please come over."

Lin Fenghan regained his spirits and did not dare to think about those unrealistic things.

These days, Lin Fenghan, the leader of the Treasure Refining Pavilion, the Grandmaster Yang Yan, and the Master Zhu Feng, dared not be negligent in the slightest desire for him. After adjusting his mentality, he immediately responded and threw an apology look at Meng Qiyan.

Meng Qiyan shook her head in understanding, stepped forward to take care of Lin Fenghan and tidy Li Weizou's robe, and said softly: "Fenghan, I believe you are the most dazzling man!"

Lin Fenghan didn't say much, and left Meng Qiyan for a while and left with Deacon Liu.

"Dongdong!"

Later, the bells sounded overwhelmed all the sounds at the grand event. Then the cultivators who were crowded saw the elders of the Treasure Refining Pavilion flying to the void above the huge road platform in the center, and the sound mixed with strong true energy fluctuations resounded throughout the world.

"The weapon refining ceremony has officially begun at this moment! Please invite the two weapon refining masters of the treasure refining hall, Grandmaster Yang Yan and Grandmaster Zhufeng!!"

The crowd of people who were talking rustlingly quieted in an instant.

What is the existence of the weapon refining world at the top of the Jinlao Tower?

Grandmaster of weapon refining!

If you can get the title of Master of Weapon Refining, looking at the entire cultivation world, whether it is the existence of four types of cultivation, Buddha, Tao, Demon, and Demon, there are only four people recognized in the entire cultivation world, representing that you have the highest level of refining in the weapon refining world today.

These four people are the highest being at the top of the pyramid in the weapon refining world. As long as there are materials, they can refine the magic weapon that countless monks dream of.

Today, two weapon refining masters at the top of the pyramid appeared at the same time.

If it were normal, such figures, the dragon would not see the tail. Whether it was an ordinary cultivator, a weapon refiner, or even the sect leader of some forces, they all looked forward to it, hoping to see the true appearance of the two weapon refiners.

A huge magic weapon of objects suddenly smashed the clouds and fell from the sky.

"I'm so kind of good, such a big deal?" A casual cultivator in the crowd smashed his mouth and almost said in a lost voice.

The most famous magic weapon for riding things in the world of cultivation is a super-large high-quality magic weapon that can hold thousands of people, the divine dragon sails of the heavens!

The black appearance of the divine beast dragon clan fell from the sky in a flash. Everyone was surprised to open their mouths. Whether they had seen or had never seen the monks on the market, they were deeply shocked by the "Dragon Sails of the Heavens".

The huge dragon boat passed by everyone, and the overwhelming dragon-shaped phantom hovered around him. Under the phantom, ninety-one magic dragon cannons were loaded. Although it was only a top-class class, as a large magic weapon, forty people could make a terrifying existence like annihilation in the first three levels of the Xuantian Realm.

"The treasure ​​Liangbao Pavilion is worthy of being one of the five great Dao Sects..."

Some sect leaders of second-rate forces all showed envy.

The dragon sails of the heavens sailed onto the sea surface. As countless waves rolled up, the dragon-shaped shadow gradually faded, and every monk could see the scenery on the dragon sails of the heavens.
Chapter completed!