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Chapter 200 Ziyue's Request

Millions of purple moonlights flap their wings together, and the sound makes people's ears numb.

"Qiankun, my sister asked you to be the Moon King for the last time today." Zi Yuejun raised her hand and was slightly afraid of being slapped twice. Unknowingly, the title of her was changed from little sister to big sister...

The dense purple moonlight in mid-air divided into two groups in response, and quickly changed its shape above the two people's heads. In the blink of an eye, it turned into two huge armchairs, spinning in the air and landing in front of the two people.

Liu Qiankun looked at these two large purple chairs made of insects, with hesitation on his face, and thought to himself: Can people sit on these?

Ziyue Jun seemed to see the doubts in his heart. He turned around and sat firmly on one of the big chairs. He turned slightly to one side and waved to Liu Qiankun with a slight smile.

"Don't worry, every Ziyuemang here has the same level of cultivation as you, a cultivator, when you first become a spiritual infant. Are you afraid that it will knock you off?" Ziyuejun said with a careless smile.

"What?" Liu Qiankun was petrified immediately. This sparrow-sized insect actually had a cultivation level similar to his own. How could he not make huge waves in his heart?

After hesitating for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth and sat on another chair. Unexpectedly, he felt soft and soft when he sat down. It felt more comfortable than sitting on the sofa. The purple moonlight that formed the backrest actually trembled in waves, as if it was massaging his back.

, a tingling sensation came from him, so good that he almost hummed.

Ziyue Jun smiled slightly and shouted: "Young ones, go back to the palace." Two big chairs rose into the air and slowly flew into the air.

The two chairs were less than a foot apart, almost walking side by side. Although they were flying in the air, they did not move at all, which surprised Liu Qiankun.

The purple moonlight seemed to fly very slowly, but in fact it was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it flew hundreds of feet into the sky, overlooking the vast grassland below, only darkness remained.

Oddly enough, the higher you fly, the thicker and purer the spiritual energy in the air becomes. Wisps of spiritual energy circulate in your lungs between breaths, and your whole body feels light and comfortable.

"Sister Ziyue, I don't know how far away your home is, I'm afraid if you go up there you'll have to be close to the moon!" Liu Qiankun looked at the increasingly clear purple moon and couldn't help but joke.

Ziyue Jun nodded and said with a smile: "Sister's palace is inside the moon!" She was very happy tonight, and she laughed several times more than she had in millions of years combined.

"Isn't it?" Liu Qiankun was shocked again. He stupidly raised his head and stared at the disc-like purple moon.

"If I didn't live on the moon, could my sister be called Ziyuejun?" Ziyuejun covered her mouth with a smile, and her charming look was enough to make 90% of normal men's hearts flutter.

However, Liu Qiankun had a special resistance to beautiful women, so he just nodded slightly and slowly closed his eyes.

Zi Yuejun originally had something to ask, but seeing his appearance, she had no choice but to give up.

After flying for about half an hour, the purple full moon was very close. It was clearly a purple ball suspended in mid-air, with a radius of several hundred feet. The smooth mirror-like surface was flashing with light, but no gaps could be seen.

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Ziyuejun leaned on the chair, stretched out a jade finger and pointed it towards the ball, only to hear a crunching sound, and a ten-foot-square doorway suddenly appeared on the surface of the ball, and the scenery inside jumped in

What you see before your eyes are rows of towering pagoda-like buildings. Each building is divided into hundreds of floors. Each floor is surrounded by rows of small holes. From a distance, they look like huge honeycombs.

"No wonder you are called Ziyuejun, it turns out you are the king in Ziyue!" Liu Qiankun suddenly realized that in fact, he did not dare to compliment these buildings.

Zi Yuejun smiled brightly and floated up from his seat, his graceful figure shooting into the ball like a fairy. Liu Qiankun immediately left his seat and followed Ziyue Jun.

Buzz…

The purple moonlight that was originally condensed into chairs scattered in vain, and one by one flew into those small holes. It turned out that these honeycomb-shaped buildings were their shelter.

There are two palace-style buildings in the south, simple and solemn, but very similar to the Ice Empire Palace. This place is far away from the beehives, or it can be said that the beehives have become layers of natural barriers.

Zi Yuejun led Liu Qiankun into a palace. There was neither a guard in front of the palace nor a palace maid to greet him. It looked deserted.

The palace is extremely luxurious, with carved beams and painted buildings, and various rare treasures dotted inside it. Every item is of top quality, and the flashing light is very dazzling.

The dense spiritual energy is constantly rising in the palace, which is a hundred times more abundant than outside. The whole person feels a sense of ecstasy in it, and it seems that every cell has become extremely active.

"What, sister, this Zimang Palace is okay!" Zi Yuejun stared at Liu Qiankun with a dull look on his face with a smile.

"More than that, it's like a fairyland..." Liu Qiankun's voice sounded like he was dreaming, and his eyes kept glancing at the various decorations hanging randomly around the hall.

"No matter where you stay for millions of years, it will probably become boring..." A faint bitterness appeared in Zi Yuejun's eyes.

Liu Qiankun nodded in agreement, but he could not take his eyes away from the weapons hanging on the palace walls on both sides.

They were three swords, of different lengths, but each scabbard would emit a faint layer of light with different colors, which was an irresistible temptation for him who mainly used swords.

Especially when Qingming Sword is not around, he is like a big cat without claws without the weapon. In this world with so many strong men, maybe comparing yourself to a cat is a different kind of compliment!

How could Zi Yuejun fail to see Liu Qiankun's thoughts? He covered his mouth with his showy hand and coughed twice.

"Ahem! My brother has taken a fancy to these magical weapons. If you want, just take them. They are just useless decorations here!"

"What?" Liu Qiankun turned around suddenly, his eyes full of surprise.

Immortal weapons are just useless decorations? Can they be given away at will? Liu Qiankun felt a little uneasy in his heart, because he didn't believe that his character could be so good. Sometimes being too enthusiastic would make people suspicious.

"What? Don't you believe it?" Ziyue Jun'e frowned, with a hint of anger on his face.

Liu Qiankun was startled. He stepped forward and gave her a hand, and said sternly: "Sister Ziyue, you don't deserve to be rewarded for your merits. Qiankun will never accept such a generous gift."

Seeing Liu Qiankun's serious look, Ziyue Jun couldn't help but smile again. His smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, which made people's hearts sway.

"These are the things left behind by my sister who casually killed a few immortals a few years ago. Just think of them as a few playthings!" After saying this, Lord Ziyue made a move with her hand, and the three fairy swords floated up and slowly moved towards her.

The palm of my hand floated.

The three fairy swords floated to a foot in front of Liu Qiankun's eyes and stopped, suspended in the air. Looking at the fairy weapons within reach, he hesitated again.

"Alas! My sister really has something to ask for your help..." Ziyue Jun sighed slightly, and two gleams of light flashed in his autumn-like eyes.

(The update is here. There have been a lot of things going on lately, so there have been a few updates, but there has never been a single day off. Xinghui doesn’t want to explain the reason. He can only say that he has squeezed out the time to update a chapter now.

Wow! Please collect your votes and resume two chapters a day next week, thank you! After all, the New Year is approaching, so there is no way I won’t save some money to celebrate the New Year! I’m not stupid enough to hope that I won’t see the royalties)


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