After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

In recent days, people from Qixing City under the gate of Beimianmen Mountain have been very lively.

The disciples from various factions of the Zhengmeng rushed to the Seven Star City one after another, all with solemn faces and awe-inspiring expressions, which made some monks who had little information to speculate about Wan Duan.

"Could it be that this 500-year-old beast tide is coming in advance?"

"The tide of beasts is coming, can you still stand here and talk properly? Besides, if it does come, why do you go to the North Mianmen? According to the old man, it can't be said that it is the North Mianmen who has come out again."

The so-called constellation is the god-man who holds all ten accounts. As soon as the constellation appears, everyone in the Xuancang realm is eager.

It's a pity that since the creation of Beimianmen, the number of stars who have appeared hasn't been enough for a single palm.

"It's not like, it's not like, it's like... revenge. Huo, have you seen the monks Taibaimen and Haoranzong who are in front of the gate of Beimianmen Mountain, bounded by the Douchen stone steps, one left and one right? ?"

The two factions of monks each wore the uniforms of the disciples of the school, sitting in the array team, looking at it, Wuyangyang couldn't see the side, and it made people feel frightened at a glance.

"I've seen it, I've seen it, that raging momentum, to be honest, I have lived for so many years, except for the one five hundred years ago, I have never seen such a big momentum."

At this time, the Taibai Sect disciples and Haoranzong disciples in this line were also wondering.

The sect sent them out, followed Daojun Lu and Daoshu Shu, and came to sit at the gate of Beimian men aggressively. It had been nearly half a month, but there was nothing to say.

"Lao Liu, have you seen the person who just passed by? Tianzun Sect Zongzhang, and the elite disciples under him..."

"I have seen you, the people who are entering the North Mianmen now are the Sect Master of the Beast Controlling Sect, the Sect Master of the Moyun Sect, the Sect Master of the Danxin Sect... Tsk tsk, there is only one going to the Ruins Sect."

"Oh, here we are, we are all alive."

Someone clapped their hands, but saw that on the Taibaimen Douchen stone steps, one by one, the big monks holding the bowl with their ring scars were climbing up the steps.

The head of the man had seven ring scars burned, and then one man, with an ink-colored robes, a large open jade, a beautiful appearance, a five-petaled lotus between his eyebrows, was walking barefoot on the Douchen stone steps, walking without anyone else .

"Tianluo Zongzong palm, and the floating true monarch are also here. Warm, look, the floating true monarch has a heavy lotus on his forehead, isn't there one more petal? Nirvana has reached the fifth turn... his fourth turn When is it?"

"This... I haven't heard of it. But don't you realize that the look on the face of the floating true monarch this time is a little different? It seems that someone annoyed him, he is a smiling Buddha."

"Senior Brother Hehe, you said, I'm waiting here to guard, do you really want to fight?"

This brother Hehe was the major disciple of Taibaimen who led the team this time.

He grinned:

"Hugh guess! The school naturally has its considerations, and I'll just wait to listen."

"Even if you don’t tell me, I also know that. Most of a month ago, the soul lamp enshrined in the forbidden area of ​​Houshan and belonged to our sister Qianshuang went out. After that, Lord Luwei led me to the North Mianmen. Is there someone in Beimianmen who harmed Senior Sister Qianshuang?"

"No, I've heard that Senior Sister Qianshuang was given by the Taoist who she has always liked, cough, it hurt--"

"——Mr Liweidao? That's impossible!"

"Yeah, Li Wei Daojun has always been high-righteous. Moreover, it is not written in the Canglan newspaper, Daojun and Yuqingmen's innate Dao-seed... are missing?"

"Speaking of which, the man who wrote the Canglan Newspaper is really eyeless. In this world, how can there be a woman who can match our Senior Sister Qianshuang? Actually said that Yuqingmen is the veritable No. 1 beauty in the Profound Cang Realm. ."

"The Canglan Newspaper has always been only for fun, are you serious? Can you believe that someone who is as cold as Liweidaojun will get hooked with a woman and hasn't played anymore? Doesn't it say in the newspaper, Daoist drowning is an evil cultivator. To say that the disaster of Molan Town’s extinction is what is the most outrageous thing about Daoist drowning and evil alliance Yin Puppet Sect, do you know? It means everybody in the palace of his beauty. In a picture of a beautiful woman, there is a beautiful woman's soul sealed--"

"——It can be seen that this Canglan Newspaper is becoming less and less reliable."

As he was talking, there was another two people falling away from the Douchen stone steps.

Both of them are fluttering in white.

Although he didn't see his appearance clearly, he felt good when he looked at it.

The male cultivator is as tall as a bamboo, and the female cultivator is graceful like a willow, coming together. Obviously, there was no act of getting close, but it happened to be seen by people, and the meaning of lingering and lingering was born for no reason. When he glanced at it, his blushing heartbeat.

"Guixu White Robe, Six Swords..."

"Tianyu Liuguangyi..."

Male nuns and female nuns have different concerns, but they can't help but set their sights on the stone steps.

The two people who came from a distance on the stone steps were as cold as immortals, and fascinated, and they couldn't move their eyes away.

However, the former is heart breaking; the latter is fascination.

"This... why do you look familiar?"

"White-clothed banished immortals, not stained with fiber dust, he is Liwei Daojun, Liwei Daojun!"

"The one with the veil next to him... is the one from Yuqingmen? It's really beautiful and fascinating."

"Junior brother, if people wear a veil, you can see the beauty and glory? No, the face under the veil is unremarkable."

"Just those eyes, swaying in the autumn waves and windy, like annoyed but also happy with the water, they are already a masterpiece. Not to mention the rich muscles and bones..."

Rolling in the wind and dust, the male disciple who tasted the woman's style was about to continue, suddenly felt a chill around his body, pinched his throat, "chuckled" and could not speak for a long time.

Look at the stone steps, where there are still people.

"The Fairy Trail is Yao Yao..."

He sighed.

But seeing the people around him was also drunk, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

After a while, the female cultivator sighed:

"Lord Li Wei Dao looked at that person's eyes, really..."

Let the onlookers, the heart has to be biochemical.

"It can be seen that this Canglan Newspaper may not be inaccurate."

"Then...Sister Qianshuang, isn't it infatuation to pay?"

The people at the Taibai Gate looked at each other, and couldn't say a good word of praise.

It is still clear who is far away.

"Fine, this level of things is not something I can worry about. If the senior sister is wronged, it is a big deal that I will wait for my death to repay. If there is no injustice, then the two are good or bad, and it has nothing to do with me."

"It's a pole, it's a pole."

The disciples outside the door talked a lot, but the main hall of the North Mianmen Gate was already in a state of tension.

"Hey, I said, we have been in friendship for most of our lives, why bother?"

Taibaimen Luwei, Haoran Zongshu imperial election, Beimianmen held a twelve star meeting, one is because Beimianmen, the mountain guarding formation, is the strongest of the Xuancang realm's twelve sects, enough to withstand three of them. The realm monks joined forces to strike; second, it was Bei Mianmen, Jing Su Daojun, a well-known good old man in Xuancang Realm, and he had a good relationship with all Daojun.

Mr. Jing Su waved the whisk and separated the two people.

"The two of me don't want anything."

Daojun Lu is obviously haggard in recent days, and the legal lines are hung on his face harshly. Looking at Tianhe's eyes, it seemed to be quenched with frost:

"My lord, as long as you return to the market, the goalkeeper Liwei Daojun, please come out, and give me an explanation. My pro-daughter, whatever, what..."

Half a month ago, Daojun Tianhe was still patient enough to deal with the middle-aged widower who lost his daughter. Now, that little patience has been worn out in the day-to-day wrangling:

"Lu is tired of the old man, I look at it, you don't seem to be asking for an explanation, but it is like wanting my disciple, one life loses one life!"

"Tianhe, it's not your son who died, of course you don't feel distressed!"

Shu Yu held Meiren Huanpei, who was crying and fainting in his arms, to one side, "I wait for my sons and daughters to be handed over to Lord Liwei, and I hope he will come back safely——"

"Fuck your mother!"

Daojun Tianhe jumped up, "Is it right to put your son in a swaddle and treat the **** as an old hen?!"

"Vulgar! vulgar!"

"The black iron sergeant who went to Molan Town that day died only half of them, and returned less than half. Do they all have to hand over their disciples and give them an account? Account? What account? The lives of your children are noble and you have to care about it. , Other people's, should we care about it together?"

"The monastic world is out of the house, it is risky, and the skills are not as good as humans. Even if you die, you should blame others for not protecting you. It doesn't make sense!"

Shu Yu closed his mouth abruptly.

At this moment, the Tianluo Sect and his party walked from outside the hall to the hall. They didn't see how fast they were, but they already walked into the center of the hall in a flash.

"Amitabha, it's so lively."

"Master Chengxin is here just right, you are here to comment, this trip, Shuyu Daojun and Luwei Daojun, are they not very authentic?"

"Amitabha is not authentic."

Cheng Xin sang the Buddha's name, "--however, the princes who read in the book and the princes of the deer are in the world at this time, but their hearts are stuck in the nose, and the prince of Tianhe may wish to put out the fire and temporarily truce, how about?"

If Daojun Jingsu was a well-known good old man in Xuancang Realm, Master Chengxin, who had completed the seventh cycle of Luo Zong that day, was the most respected person.

His people never act impartially and are the most fair.

Tianhe Daojun, Shuyu and Lu Wei, respectively took their seats.

Now, all the people in charge of the twelve sects of the Zhengmeng League are here.

"Friend Shu Yu, you have never been such a savage person, why are you so gaffey this time?"

The monk is outside, it is inevitable to be injured.

Twenty thousand years ago, the two major factions of the Zhengmeng had a disagreement due to the death of their disciples. They fought several battles in succession and damaged many disciples. Later, the Zhengmeng had a customary rule:

You must not seek revenge and trouble unless there is evidence of the persecution.

Now that the Shuyu Daojun and Luwan Daojun are doing this trip, if they can't give a reason, it's a trouble.

"Naturally, there is evidence."

The cuffs of Lord Luxian Daoist shook, and a shadow-tracing stone was shaken out——

The shadow stone can leave the time when a certain time and place happened, and this shadow stone is much more precious.

The shadow stone, as its name implies, can reproduce the image that happened a period of time before someone's death, and the medium is the three drops of blood from the blood of a loved one.

If the blood of the monk is damaged, it will come back if it is properly adjusted for a period of time.

But the hard work is not.

Regardless of the realm of the monk, the painstaking effort in his life is fixed ten drops, one drop will not be less, one drop will not be more.

The painstaking effort means that this person is angry, and losing a drop is one-tenth of the vitality.

Three drops down, Rao is a monk in the Wonderland...

Tianhe Daojun looked at Shu Yu's expression, couldn't help being a little complicated.

Only then did he notice the man’s chapped lips:

"You have already dropped it once."

"……Yes."

When Shu Yuhua fell, three more drops of effort popped out.

The face of a scholar who had been well-maintained before collapsed into a piece of skin, and stuck dry to his face. It was yellowish and thin, with bones in shape.

After these three drops of heart and blood, a middle-aged beauty scholar was completely like an old man.

He sat down on the back of the chair.

"you--"

Tianhe moved.

Three drops of heart and soul poured on the Suying Stone.

A light curtain appeared out of thin air in the main hall. In the light curtain, there was a piece of black. The man was panting and seemed to be fleeing. He stumbled across the grass and trees, panicking like a rabbit.

"My son is always crying and timid."

Shu Yu looked at the light curtain with gentle and calm eyes, "I made you laugh."

In the darkness, it can be seen that Shu Jin found a shallow cave. He nested himself in the cave, like a frightened Tuan Tuan beast, grouping himself into a ball.

Just when he thought he was safe, suddenly, a beautiful white sword light appeared with boundless killing intent.

From far and near, from small to large, it exploded and chopped down.

Shu Jin said "Ah":

"you--"

The sound stopped abruptly, and the man was turned into fly ash when he was touched by Jian Mang.

The light curtain stopped.

Shu Yufuxiu summoned Su Yingshi again, his voice as usual:

"Unexpectedly, my son, who is afraid of death and pain, has done what he wanted on his deathbed. If it didn't happen so quickly, it should not hurt much."

The head of the audience tightened his eyebrows unanimously.

Even Tianhe was speechless, and the shadow-tracing stone was more reliable than the retrospective technique. Using the blood of his own personal as a guide, the reappearance of the scene before death is absolutely impossible to false.

"That Jianmang..." Shu Yu slowly said, "Have you all seen it?"

Beautiful and lingering, ruthless and cruel——

Except for Li Wei, no one made such a sword intent in this world.

The matter seems to be nailed.

"The princes still think that this prince is waiting here to start this twelve star meeting, is it a fuss? Liwei Daojun is the great secretary of the twelve main city. If he acts unfairly and has a narrow mind, he will only--"

Shu Yu slapped the table, "Because he was jealous of fighting for the wind, he killed his subordinates, right?!"

"Yes?!"

Cheng Xin sighed:

"wrong."

Tianhe shook his head:

"My little disciple, even if he is ruthless, he will never be so narrow, Shuyu Daojun, I am afraid you made a mistake."

"This monarch has the shadow stone as proof, Tianhe Daojun, you said, Liwei Daojun is not like that, can there be evidence?"

"Old Piff is irrational!"

How can there be evidence for being righteous but based on feelings?

Tianhe shot the case.

"If today, the Twelve Stars Society will not give me an explanation from the Haoran Sect, the Guixu Sect does not give me an explanation, and the Liwei Daojun does not give me an explanation, my Haoran Sect will then withdraw from the Zheng League and return to the market with you. The door is not at the same time! If the monarch is outside, he will never die when he sees you returning to the market!"

"Taibaimen seconded."

Lu Wei stood up.

"Wait—"

Two people walked slowly outside the door, seemingly slow and fast, almost a short time before they arrived in the hall.

"Li Wei?!"

Daojun Tianhe was overjoyed and stood up.