They have found people with the same name. Every time Master Samsara sees them, they all shake their heads.

Until today, ten thousand years later, at the wedding banquet of his daughter Princess Shangting, he saw a woman.

Wearing a long aqua dress, with bright eyes and white teeth, a cheerful smile, and every move of her hands and feet, she looks like a king.

Even though he has a mortal body, he still has the destiny of a king.

She... is Ye Qingge.

At that moment, Master Samsara's long-standing doubts were explained, and he could not wait to have a drink and talk happily with this woman.

But before Master Samsara was happy, she was diagnosed with Thousand Poison Plague.

That terrible plague, under the poisonous gas, no one could survive.

In the Seventh Prince's Mansion, Master Samsara stood beside the wine table, staring intently at Qingge and the cultivators who were rushing towards the powerful immortal.

No one knows what the leader of Tianji, who has survived for thousands of years, is thinking in his mind, not even Yun Shuishui can figure it out.

"Husband..." Yun Shuishui frowned.

"Stop!" Master Samsara shouted in a low voice, and the aura he exuded actually stopped the attacks of the Immortal Powerful Man and Aventurine Cod in an instant.

Yun Shuishui suddenly turned his head and looked at Master Samsara in confusion.

As if the scene was frozen, the light of the green lotus, the black crows of the black mist, the dangerous weapon and the sword, several people in Jiu Ci, and dozens of immortals were all shocked by the low shout, and their limbs were all broken, unable to move even a little bit.
Chapter completed!