The woman was wearing a well-tailored pink palace dress with a plain ribbon on her waist. She held her graceful figure with a graceful figure.
A head of black jade-like black hair, simply combed a fluffy ponytail, a pretty face that was not decorated with pink and delicate as ceramic, with a small cherry mouth, bright eyes and white teeth, and a little red cinnabar dotted between her eyebrows, making her, who was already very charming, look even more charming and fascinating.
She is nothing else, she is Situ Xin.
Although he hadn't seen each other for more than two years, Tang Mang recognized him instantly.
"I don't think you have a good talent, why don't you wait for a few years to marry me?"
What Situ Xin said two years ago seemed to be yesterday, echoing clearly in Tang Mang's mind.
"It's been more than two years."
Tang Mang whispered in a low voice, but soon, he shook his head and said intimately, "I said Situ Xin and I were just a chance meeting, let alone I cannot be half-hearted with Qingyu now."
Thinking of this, relying on powerful perception, Tang Mang also discovered that among the group there were several young people wearing Wangyue Sect's clothes. These people were obviously disciples of Wangyue Sect and were now gathering beside Situ Xin.
Moreover, under Tang Mang's perception, within a range of three hundred feet, he could even vaguely speak of Situ Xin and others.
At this moment, Situ Xin said to several young people from Wangyue Sect beside him: "The dead are the greatest, and the land is safe. What's more, this is the tomb of Taiji, the Emperor Qiantian, the tomb must be extremely dangerous. We must be extremely careful after we go in later."
"Don't worry, little princess. Although our cultivation level is not high, everyone's strength exceeds that of cultivation level. As long as you are careful, there should be no danger."
A tall and arrogant boy who was less than 20 years old said lightly.
Beside him, a young woman with a cold frown frowned slightly and said bluntly: "Zhou Tianyu, your strength is the strongest among us, but you can't underestimate the Emperor's Tomb."
"Of course I won't underestimate the Emperor's Tomb, but isn't you Ouyang Bing here? We will enter the Emperor's Tomb later and rely on your Tiantong to avoid many dangers."
As soon as he finished speaking, a hearty laugh came: "Haha, not bad. Even if I enter the imperial tomb later, even I need to rely on Miss Ouyang's Tiantong."
Then a handsome young man with a high appearance, extraordinary temperament and handsome appearance walked out of a group of people a few feet away and strode to Situ Xin and others.
Seeing the handsome young man coming, Situ Xin raised her eyebrows slightly and chuckled, "Hehe, Senior Brother Ling is humble. You are one of the three eldest sons of our Qianzhou. We must rely on you for this trip to the imperial tomb."
"Young sister Xin'er, please be polite."
The handsome young man smiled and said to Situ Xin, Zhou Tianyu, Ouyang Bing and others: "Nine Nether Sects are rampant now. Not to mention that our Tianhe Sect and Wangyue Sect are in harmony, one prosper and one loss, one loss is both prosperous and one loss is both loss, just say that we are now walking together and entering the Emperor's Tomb later, I, Ling Xiao, should also protect you all."
"In this case, thank you Senior Brother Ling."
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Hearing this, Tang Mang, who was more than two hundred feet away, locked the handsome young man who claimed to be Ling Xiao.
At the age of twenty-three or four, he has a well-proportioned figure, black hair shawls, red lips and white teeth, and is extremely handsome, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the True Gang Realm.
"This person should be the son of Ling Zhankun, the lord of Donghuang City, the son Ling Xiao, the first in the Tianhe Sect’s inner-sect Tianmen list, and one of the three eldest sons of Qianzhou!"