It was when she was in Xinghua Village that she met young Li Liancheng.

At that time.

The young man still has a sharp and upright look on his eyebrows, and he often practices martial arts in the back mountains.

There was also a companion of a similar age who was playing a simple long qin that he had made.

The faint sound of the piano spread throughout the back mountains.

She put on the only clean and beautiful dress that young Li Liancheng spent all his savings to buy from the market. It was as white as snow and danced on the back hill.

However, although they were clearly in love with each other, Li Liancheng was alternately cold and hot towards her, and seemed to be away from her, which made her depressed and crazy for a time.

It's the end of the year.

Shen Xueji put on the white dress given to her by Li Liancheng and came to the back mountain as usual. The pear blossoms expressed her feelings with rain.

The young man couldn't bear it.

Li Liancheng said.

He has a little-known secret.

If Shen Xueji knew his secret and was willing to accept the truest version of him, he would no longer run away from his feelings.

He took Shen Xueji into the forest in the back mountain.

It was so quiet there that there was no third person.

Shen Xueji saw it.

I saw the incomplete Li Liancheng after taking off his clothes.

She covered her mouth and vomited it out on the spot, so she didn't notice the broken sadness in the boy's eyes.

The joy of my youth was completely stifled in this way.

Shen Xueji rushed out of the back mountain forest with disgust and fear on her face.

From then on, she avoided Li Liancheng.

In addition, news spread around Xinghua Village that Li Liancheng was an eunuch.

One day, Li Liancheng was surrounded by a group of teenagers from Xinghua Village. They cruelly stripped off his clothes, laughed at the unsound Li Liancheng, and tied him to a tree for people to watch.

…

In front of Wandao steps.

Shen Xueji came back to her senses from the old memories, collected her thoughts, and gradually calmed down.

The Lord Xuanhan on the other side came to the rescue and said: "Xie Wushen doesn't know something. Xinghua Village sounds like a rural place. In fact, it was once pointed out by the master of divine calculation as a place of immortals. It gathers the luck of the purple energy coming from the east, and it comes out of the city."

He is an astonishing talent."

"The small Xinghua Village in the east of Xuanhan can produce a Qingqiu Holy Queen."

Nan Yongning flattered the Queen and said: "There are only a handful of Lingtian Honghu geniuses on the list. Now the void is chaos in our imperial domain. The world is in danger and the five continents are in panic. However, Lingtian Honghu talents have not been seen for a long time. Even Xinghua Village is not as good as

, He is truly a Lingtian person.”

"boom."

A sharp and powerful force of God of War burst out of the air.

Like a collapsing mountain, like a devil's claw.

The energy instantly condensed into a palm.

A slap that faintly shone with the light of the soul hit Nan Yongning's face mercilessly.

The beating caused Nan Yongning's mouth to bleed, and the wind of his palm lifted Nan Yongning's veil away, revealing a face that was burnt to pieces.

Xie Qingyan was relatively close to Nan Yongning, so he deliberately lowered his presence when he attacked, just like a sneak attack.

Furthermore, Shen Xueji and King Xuanhan did not expect that Xie Qingyan would attack Nan Yongning in full view of the public.

Only then did Nan Yongning really receive a slap.

The Honghu talents above the Wan Dao level frequently turned around when they noticed the fluctuation of the Martial God's power.

See Nan Yongning’s ugly face?

They all gasped subconsciously and in unison.

Nan Yongning ignored the pain and raised his hands to cover his face with his wide blood-colored sleeves.

His eyes were filled with fear as he looked at the bright red figure.

The heart beats faster.

I am especially afraid that the other person will see my ruined appearance.

Fortunately, Mr. Chu was not affected by the turmoil here.

She walked on the ivory white stairs.

The temple sculptures in the sky, the thousands of miles of clouds and mist, and the looming thunder all seemed to be her foil.

The wind coming from all directions blew the red robe of excellent quality.

Just a mere silhouette can seem to mislead someone for half their life.

Nan Yongning's eyes were like the intoxicated moonlight.

She never longed for the relationship between men and women, but only indulged in love.

For Mr. Chu.

She felt that he was the only confidant in the world who understood her.

A man who can be bound to her soul.

Shen Xueji is closest to Nan Yongning.

Seeing the degree of damage to his face, he frowned.

Nan Yongning's boat was attacked by someone last night. The opponent was at least in the Martial God realm. If there wasn't someone with different intentions in the four continents, it was definitely Lingtian Martial God who did it.

There were only two Martial Gods at Lingtian's banquet.

Xie Qingyan and Sword Emperor.

Who is the Sword Emperor? How could he do such an immoral thing? It must have been done by Xie Qingyan.

Shen Xueji and King Xuanhan were about to launch an expedition to investigate the crime. Unexpectedly, Xie Qingyan suddenly said politely and humbly: "Princess Yongning, I have been forgetting to sleep and eat every day for the sake of the country, the country, the country, and cultivation. For a moment, my hands were itchy, and I couldn't hold it back.

It's for the common people in the world. Princess Yongning is a person who understands the general situation and will definitely not take it seriously."

Nan Yongning: "..."

Shen Xueji: "..."

These words really left them wondering how to answer them.

Shen Xueji thought of the top priority of Gu Ling and the Wulu Banquet, and did not want to waste time in a verbal dispute with Xie Qingyan, so she walked up the steps with a sullen face.

She glanced at Nan Yongning from the corner of her eye, feeling extremely disappointed.

I also want to send Princess Xuanhan to the Sword Emperor's bed to see if I can get the Sword Emperor's help for the four continents.

With Nan Yongning's current beauty, she is definitely useless.

Shen Xueji had no choice but to find another way secretly.

Besides, the one she wanted to win over the most was Chu Tianba.

Although Shura Realm is unregulated and encounters chaos, its location is close to the temple, and excellent treasures are often found. It is a good place to warm up the drum spirit.

What she hated most was that in her hands, that damn drum spirit actually wanted to explode.

The drum spirit self-destructed countless times, and she tried her best to warm the drum spirit countless times. She took back the self-destructed drum spirit again and again, condensed it, and warmed it in the blood of the vessel.

The south side of the temple above the ten thousand steps is the location of Honghu Immortal Palace.

This palace carries the martial arts energy of the imperial domain and combines the energy of the five continents into one palace.

The founding father of the Honghu Palace is said to be a member of the ancient divine calculation clan. He was once divided into the lineage of the Ghost Emperor during the troubled times, and followed the Ghost Emperor to fight in the void. Later, the Ghost Emperor sealed the gate of the void with his body, and they stayed in eternity.

place.

In the Honghu Palace, the pungent smell of blood flowed in the air everywhere.

Even the sky on all sides was filled with a faint mist of blood.

The ground was covered with thorns picked from hell roses.

The warriors who were tied with iron chains in each of the sixteen directions were covered with bruises. Their feet stepped on thorns, and the thorns pierced the blood stream, which continued to overflow like the tide of a bursting embankment.

The blood that flowed through the thorns gathered in the center to form a vessel half as tall as a person.

In the vessel, there was a transparent figure that was drooping as thin as a dead tree and as white as a bone, as if someone had drained 90% of its vitality.

It has self-destructed ten thousand and three times.

This time, its spirit was penetrated and bound by thousands of hell thorns, and it was not even qualified to self-destruct.
Chapter completed!