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"Testing marriage?"

Xiao Huan murmured in his heart and looked her over. At this time, Yi Xian also noticed what was going on here and walked back quickly with a smile on his face and said: "Fairy, what do you want to see, wealth or marriage?

How should I read it, face reading, palm reading or calligraphy?”

Lu Xueqi looked at the immortal old man in front of her and said, "To test your marriage, just look at my face."

Immortal Zhou Yi chuckled and said: "No problem, no problem, come on, fairy, come on, please sit down. Well, first of all, we are the true descendants of the ancestors, and our physiognomy is unparalleled, so it costs ten taels of silver for one visit..."

"So expensive?"

Even though Lu Xueqi was prepared, she had to curse the profiteer secretly.

Zhou Yixian smiled and didn't answer. He looked like he didn't care about love, and he looked a bit like a superior person.

Lu Xueqi threw the silver to Xiaohuan, and Zhou Xiancai smiled and looked at Lu Xueqi's face. Just when he was about to calculate the secret, his heart suddenly jumped, as if a crisis was rushing into his heart.

"This is...."

Zhou Yixian opened his eyes fiercely and his eyelids twitched wildly. At this time, his granddaughter Xiaohuan also took Zhou Xian's hand and shook his head repeatedly.

"Grandpa, I'm afraid Sister Xianzi has a lot to do with Brother Chen. I'm very familiar with this kind of crisis. It's just like this."

Zhou Yi Xian Ning nodded, turned to look at Lu Xue Qi, and took out the twelve taels of silver as if by magic, and said with a smile, "I am afraid that the fairy is from Qingyun, and is closely involved with a man named Chen Jun.

I'm afraid I don't dare to count the fate of this marriage."

"I'm not happy with the money. Even if I accept it, I'm afraid I'll be scolded by one of you in the future."

"Old man Zhou, it's good that you know."

The originally bustling streets and the surrounding sounds suddenly became quiet.

Chen Jun stood up from the table in front of him without anyone noticing. He was only a dozen steps away from Zhou Xian, but no one noticed his figure or traces.

"Xiaohuan, you have grown up too."

Listening to the familiar clear voice, Xiaohuan Xunsheng turned her eyes and looked at him.

In the blink of an eye, it seems like ten years have passed!

He was wearing a plain robe covering his body, and his long hair was tied up with a jade hairpin. His face had not changed much, it was still the same as before, but there was a bit more calm and self-power between his brows.

But when he spoke now, his voice was soft, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if a ray of spring breeze had melted some ice and snow, and he looked at her with bright eyes.

It was quiet for a moment on the street. Chen Jun looked at Xiaohuan. When he got closer, he saw that Xiaohuan was becoming more beautiful, soft and graceful, with the vitality and cuteness of a young girl. Zhou Xian remained the same,

But there are already a few almost undetectable wrinkles in the corners of my eyes...

Xiaohuan was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly smiled. This smile was like a warm spring day, and the mountain flowers bloomed in an instant.

"Brother Chen."

She shouted excitedly and suddenly threw herself into Chen Jun's arms.

At the same time, Lu Xueqi glanced over with cold eyes, and Chen Jun raised his hands to express his innocence, with a look of helplessness on his face.

"How long do you have to hold her? She's not the little girl who wants to hold on to the candied haws."

"Yeah~"

Xiaohuan screamed and suddenly realized her state. She immediately let go of her hands and took a few steps back. Her face turned red, like a bright big apple with a little baby fat.

Teahouses and restaurants are not a place to talk, so I found a secluded riverside pavilion.

Zhou Xian made a pot of tea and asked in surprise, "I didn't expect you to come here?"

"Why can't I come? I just want to relax." Chen Jun said.

"It's a good distraction. I heard that you have been in charge of Qingyun in recent years. Qingyun's power is more powerful than before. The disciples of the sect and Qingyun are several times stronger than before. If this momentum can be maintained, your future achievements will not be the same."

Worse than Patriarch Qingye."

Chen Jun held up his tea and smiled, "There is still a long way to go."

"Although the road is long, Master Qingyun Daoxuan has officially passed on the position of headmaster to you. Judging from your prestige in Qingyun and the power foundation accumulated in the past ten years, there are not many constraints anymore."

Chen Jundao: "Your eyesight is still so sharp!"

"I take it as a compliment." Zhou Xian laughed loudly, and his eyes turned to Lu Xueqi, "Not only are you successful in cultivation, but you are also..."

Before the words were spoken, Lu Xueqi's cold eyes glanced at him, causing Zhou Yixian to swallow his words immediately.

This woman's murderous intent was real. Although she would definitely not kill him, Yi Xian couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"Grandpa, you deserve to be told that you can't stop talking."

Xiaohuan was very happy to see her grandfather's deflated appearance, and almost burst into tears...

After afternoon, Zhou Yixian forced them to have a meal, and the two groups of people headed towards their own goals.

"Grandpa, does Brother Chen want to seize the rare treasure in the Death Swamp?"

"That's for sure." Zhou Yixian nodded, suddenly stunned, and turned to look back at his granddaughter, "Are you worried about him?"

"No way~ Grandpa, don't talk nonsense." Xiaohuan's face turned red, she stamped her feet angrily and glared at Zhouxian angrily.

After a while, Immortal Yiyi coaxed his granddaughter and said, "In ten years, with his current level of cultivation, there won't be many people in the world who can hurt him."

"Brother Chen, what's your current level of cultivation?"

Zhou Xian shook his head, "I don't know, and I can't tell. Maybe it's at the top of the Shangqing realm... maybe it's entered the Taiqing realm."

Xiaohuan said happily, "Really, there are really not many people who can hurt Brother Chen."

"Don't underestimate people in the world. He can improve in ten years. How can others still stay in the same place?" Zhou Xian said quietly, "Not to mention the righteous Dao Xuan Zhenren, Master Puhong, the presiding officer of Tianyin Temple,

The owner of Fenxiang Valley, Yun Yilan, and the Ten Thousand People of the Demon Sect, are the other outstanding young people emerging from the Demon Sect today. Although they are not as good as him, they hold the sect's artifacts and rely on the Demon Sect's foundation.

Together we are not afraid of anyone."

In the long streets and ancient alleys, Chen Jun and Lu Xueqi hold hands and have a perfect understanding.

"According to Zhou Xian, there are many good players in this magic sect?"

"It is true that we are moving forward, but they feel the pressure and can only move forward. In the past ten years, the original four major sects of the Demon Sect and the Changsheng Hall have been cut off by us, but the sub-rudders in various parts of southern Xinjiang have been eliminated by the Ghost King Sect, Hehuan Sect and so on.

The sect and even the Wandu Sect were all divided up, and their power increased greatly after being absorbed."

"Wan Du Sect? Wasn't the Poison God killed by Master Daoxuan? Did Wan Du Sect fall apart?"

"Although the old Poison God is dead, he has a disciple with excellent qualifications and character, named Qin Wuyan. In these years, he first stabilized the sect's power, cut off a group of dissatisfied brothers and elders, and then united with Zonglian

Heng, within a few years, Wandu Sect has restored its original strength, and in recent years, Wandu Sect has become as popular as Ghost King Sect and Hehuan Sect."

Lu Xueqi frowned, "This person's character and skills are both extraordinary. Given time, he will definitely become the next ghost king."

"Now, as the leader of a sect and the most powerful member of the Demon Sect among the current generation, he has attracted countless young people from the Demon Sect to seek refuge with him. Those who have good intentions call him the poisonous young master."

"In addition to Qin Wuyan from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, Jin Ping'er from the Hehuan Sect in the Demon Sect has equally extraordinary abilities. He is in charge of the power within the Hehuan Sect. His cultivation strength is not inferior to Qin Wuyan's, so he is also dubbed the Miao Gongzi by the Demon Sect."

Lu Xueqi suddenly became quiet and looked at Chen Jun's face carefully.

"Both of these two are the most outstanding young people in the Demon Sect, but I remember that when you sneaked into the Demon Sect, you severely injured them. You kicked Qin Wuyan's sternum in half and unveiled Jin Ping'er."

Chen Jun smiled calmly, "Xue Qi has a good memory."

"Oh." Lu Xueqi turned her eyes, with a sly smile on her lips, "You deliberately say so much, and I talk to you, don't you feel very proud in your heart?"

Chen Jun: "..."

"Cough cough cough!!!"

"What does it mean that I feel very proud?" Chen Jun said fiercely, "Please tell me clearly, otherwise I will punish you."

Lu Xueqi's face turned red and her eyes widened, "How dare you? How did you feel when you first unveiled Jin Ping'er?"

Chen Jundao: "Of course I don't feel it."

"That's pretty much it." Lu Xueqi smiled.

"The young master has no feelings for Ping'er. These words hurt Ping'er's longing for the young master for ten years."

Under the moonlit night, there were few people on the quiet long street late at night. A woman stood on the top of a Chinese building, wearing a goose-yellow dress dancing in the wind.

Suddenly, with a sigh of relief, the woman's slender hands gently lifted the veil from her face, and her black hair flowed gently around her shoulders. Her eyes were full of water, and she looked at her with affection.

Laughing, but also a bit inexplicably sad.

Chen Jun glanced at her and saw that her bright eyes were as bright as water, shining like stars in the night sky. The huge silver plate of moonlight hung high behind her, and in an instant it was reduced to a foil.

"Jin Ping'er, are you looking for me?"

Chen Jun's face straightened, and he regained the fierce and decisive spirit of Qingyun Headmaster and Qiankun. With a sweep of his eyebrows, an invisible wave of heart palpitations spread across the entire long street, and quickly extended to the area where Jin Ping'er was.

Lu Xueqi seemed to feel something. She was no longer alone, and looked at Jin Ping'er. Her eyes were as clear as water, with faint ripples. There were a few strands of black hair, gently shaking in the night wind, falling on her like jade.

She frowned slightly on her cheeks, and there seemed to be flames dancing in her eyes.

"Can't I come?"

Faced with the invisible fluctuations and inexplicable energy that shrouded the world, Jin Ping'er gave a bitter smile, and there seemed to be a slight anger passing over his face, but it was just that ten thousand kinds of amorous feelings, as if the slight anger had turned into a soul-stirring beauty, lightly written on his cheeks

.

Suddenly her eyes fell on another woman.

Dressed in white clothes, as bright as the bright moon, with an unparalleled face, she stood quietly beside him, motionless, with eyes that were as bright as stars, looking at her, her hair was flowing softly on her shoulders, and her snow-white skin was rosy and bright.

, like orchids in deep mountains and deep valleys, blooming quietly and proudly in the dark night.

The arrogance they looked into each other's eyes was actually more stubborn than arrogant.

Just this one glance was enough. With a roar, the golden bottle flew backwards, and the clothes were flying in the sky, like a witch dancing in the sky.

Lu Xueqi turned her head and glanced at him, then the Tianya long sword clanked, a grand blue light erupted, illuminating the sky, and after a furious sword roar, Lu Xueqi chased after him.

Chen Jun was slightly startled. When he came to his senses, he was the only one left walking alone in the long night.

"This is a bit bad." He sighed.

Not long after, outside the suburb of Shiwandashan, a ray of purple light and blue light intertwined and rushed into the sky. Wherever the light passed, rocks collapsed, like flying sand and rocks, and strange noises shook the sky and the earth. I don't know how many people were still in a clear dream.

I woke up from my dream and cursed secretly.

When the monks saw such a strong momentum, which was far more serious and fierce than the battles in the suburbs in the previous few days, many people became frightened and stayed away from this land of right and wrong.

At the same time, the monsters inside Shiwanda Mountain roared continuously, as if they were venting their endless anger on the two people.

Chen Jun stood at the agreed-upon inn, watching the battle between the qi machines in the distance until two hours later, the fluctuations disappeared.

Lu Xueqi returned to the inn with the Tianya sword in hand. As she walked, her breathing was a little quick, and the hair on her head was a little messy.

Without even looking at Chen Jun, she walked straight into the door, closing the door neither lightly nor hard, simply and neatly.

Chen Jun knew very well that Lu Xueqi was already angry, and the anger was not small.

With his cultivation level, he could have easily left Jin Ping'er behind, or even severely injured or even killed her, all with just a little effort and energy, but he let her go without taking any action.

The sky was gray and the pressure seemed to be very low. There was a dark wind blowing from nowhere and blowing over the body, making people feel chilly.

Inside Shiwanda Mountain, next to a swamp overgrown with grass, there is a faint path extending inward.

I once waited for a group of Qingyun Sect disciples to stand at the entrance of the Death Swamp and looked in. They saw a vast area with lush water and grass everywhere, and occasionally a solitary tree standing in it. There was a faint smell of decay in the air.

The smell, and over the swamp, there is a mist like gray gauze, which makes people can only see the nearby places, making it look more and more mysterious.

Since ancient times, the Death Swamp in Shiwanda Mountain has been notoriously difficult to get in and out of, and no one knows what evil things are there.

Zeng, Zhang Xiaofan and others looked solemn, but then they thought of the people who would come today, and all the worries and doubts in their hearts disappeared.

Because the person who came was none other than Qingyun Headmaster Chen Jun.

No matter which sect, the demon sect, or the righteous path, no one would have thought that Master Qingyun would go out for the exotic treasure.

Zhang Xiaofan, Zeng and the others don't know, but with the real master in charge and accompanying them, there is no need to worry about the safety along the way.

At noon, the weather in the Dead Swamp Land changed at every turn. Just a moment ago, the sky was clear and clear, but now it was covered with dark clouds and heavy rain poured down.

It was at this time that Chen Jun and Lu Xueqi finally came to the meeting place.

The sky and the ground were filled with gray, and the rain gradually became heavier. Chen Jun and Lu Xueqi each came holding an umbrella, without asking each other or making eye contact.

"You two, what's wrong?"

Everyone was suspicious, and Zeng was even more clever and realized that something was wrong.

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