Godly Dragon Guard

The Qijue Empress' true body is the ancient spiritual species Qijue Acorus, which is naturally a type of wood spirit, and just meets the requirements for refining wood spirit water. GeΔ.『ksnhu』.la

This is simply a good thing delivered to your door!

The jade-faced boy said happily: "Fellow Taoists, the curse in my little girl's body is difficult to get rid of. This female cultivator's body is an ancient spiritual species, which happens to be miraculous in curing the little girl's curse. Do you have any objections to Yu's taking away this female cultivator's body? ?”

The holy monk Fa Zhao put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Brother Jade Face, please excuse me."

Evil Lord Weitian didn't express any opinions and said coldly: "It's a waste of my time, I'm leaving."

After saying that, Weitian Evil Lord flicked his finger, and the space in front of him split open, forming a huge twisted black crack.

Evil Lord Wei Tian walked into the crack with an indifferent expression, followed closely by Xie Ying, who also entered the crack.

Before leaving, Xieying hugged Shen Lang, Shenxiu and Yuyao: "Take care!"

"Take care of yourself!"

Shen Lang and the others also cupped their fists towards Xie Ying.

The two people, Wei Tian Xie Jun and Xie Ying, who entered the crack, disappeared and were directly teleported out.

"This... we haven't discussed how to deal with the accusations from other monks in Nanyuan. Why did Brother Wei Tian leave?" Saint Monk Fazhao frowned.

The jade-faced boy shook his head and sneered: "With Brother Zhetian's strength, can the mob in Nanyuan threaten him? We'd better take care of ourselves. If something really goes wrong, it's not too late to inform Brother Zhetian." "

"Okay." Saint Monk Fazhao nodded.

The jade-faced boy, the holy monk Fazhao and Yun Henzi discussed countermeasures.

Saint Bai Wei killed Master Bliss, whose soul was seriously damaged, with one blow. Then she brought the unconscious Qi Jue Empress into the attic and placed a restriction in her body.

Shen Lang had nothing to do, so he stepped forward and asked about Yuyao's condition. He sent a voice message and asked: "Sister Yuyao, can senior Yumian and senior Baiwei heal your face?"

Yuyao's delicate body trembled, and she subconsciously took a step back. She looked shy, and she was coy for a long time without saying a word.

Shen Lang was very confused and said: "What's wrong? Are Senior Yumian and Senior Bai Wei at their wits' end?"

Yuyao gritted her teeth and asked via voice: "Brother Shen, tell Yuyao honestly, if my face really cannot recover, will you still treat me as tenderly as you did before?"

Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, then said seriously: "Sister Yuyao, it doesn't matter to me whether your face has recovered or not, I'm just worried that you will be sad. Sister Yuyao, don't be sad, there will always be a way. "

Yuyao shook her head gently, holding back her strong shyness, and said via voice: "Shen...Brother Shen, there is indeed a way, but..."

"Just what?" Shen Lang asked.

After struggling for a while, Yuyao felt ashamed in her heart. In the end, she did not say anything, and asked timidly: "Brother Shen, if Yuyao's face can be cured, but you have to help, are you... willing to help me? "

"Isn't this nonsense? Of course I am willing." Shen Lang said hurriedly.

Yuyao gave a soft "hmm" and said nothing. Her heart was in a state of confusion and she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a while, the jade-faced boy, the holy monk Fazhao and Yun Henzi seemed to have reached an agreement. They agreed that if one of them was in trouble by the Nanyuan monks, the three of them would unite and share the pressure together.

"Since the matter has been settled, I will leave first." Saint Monk Fazhao said with a faint smile.

Yun Henzi smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist Fazhao, Master Ji Le has an ancient Buddha bowl with a heavenly spirit treasure in his hand. We are not Buddhists, so we have no need for this treasure. Just take it with you."

Saint Monk Fazhao's eyes lit up and he smiled from ear to ear: "Haha, in this case, it's better for me to obey my orders than to be respectful."

After saying this, Holy Monk Fa Zhao took away the ancient Buddha bowl from Master Ji Le.

After that, Saint Monk Fa Zhao also used the space teleportation technique. His calloused palms smacked somewhere in the air, and the dense Buddha light broke through the space, tearing open a golden space crack.

"Brother Shen, adopted sister Yuyao, farewell!" Shenxiu bowed to Shen Lang and Yuyao, clasping their hands together.

Then he and Saint Monk Fazhao entered the space crack and teleported away.

Yun Henzi said calmly: "Fellow Taoist Jade Face, if there is nothing else, Yun will take his disciple away from here."

The jade-faced boy said hurriedly: "Wait a minute, fellow Taoist Yun Hen, I have something urgent to discuss with you. Please come with me to the humble residence to discuss it."

After saying that, the jade-faced boy turned his eyes to Shen Lang and said, "Xiannephew Shen Lang, come here too."

"good."

Shen Lang clasped his fists respectfully.

Yun Henzi and Shen Lang followed the jade-faced boy into the attic. Yuyao timidly followed behind the jade-faced boy, breathing a little quickly and seeming to be particularly nervous.

The three-story attic in front of you is the residence of the Jade-faced Boy and the Saint Baiwei. The first floor is the hall, which is simple and exquisitely decorated. A foot-long glass pearl hangs from the ceiling, and the light is soft.

There was a white jade table and several jade chairs placed in the center of the hall. Yun Henzi and the jade-faced boy sat on the jade chairs, and Shen Lang stood behind Yun Henzi.

"Nephew Shen Lang, come and sit down and talk!" The jade-faced boy waved to Shen Lang, unusually polite.

"Many... many thanks, Master Jade Face." Shen Lang was flattered, but felt that the Jade Face Boy was being a bit too polite to him.

"Yao'er, don't just stand there, come and sit!" The jade-faced boy called Yu Yao over again and asked her to sit down next to Shen Lang.

Yuyao said nothing. In order to cover up the embarrassment in her heart, she deliberately kept a distance from Shen Lang.

Saint Bai Wei walked down from the steps on the second floor, brought a few cups of spiritual tea, handed it to the table, and smiled like a spring breeze: "Fellow Daoist Yunhen, this is a humble house, don't laugh at me."

Yun Henzi shook his head and said: "It's not like we've come here once or twice. You and your wife don't have to say such polite words to Yun. Fellow Taoist Yumian, you call Yun and my disciple to come in, but there is something to discuss." ?”

"this……"

The jade-faced boy looked at Saint Bai Wei, then at Yu Yao, with an embarrassed look on his face, not knowing where to start.

Yuyao lowered her head, feeling on pins and needles.

Seeing that the jade-faced boy hadn't spoken for a long time, Saint Bai Wei gave him a blank look and hurriedly said to Yunhenzi: "Brother Yunhenzi, our husband and wife are close friends of life and death, so we won't hide the matter." Now. Since your disciple and my daughter are sworn brothers and sisters, they are no longer outsiders. Today I will ask you in front of the juniors, are you willing to let your disciple Shen Lang marry my daughter Yuyao?"

"What?"

Yun Henzi was taken aback, and his face, which had always been calm, showed a rare look of surprise.

"Ahem!"

The spiritual tea that Shen Lang just drank almost didn't spit out, and his throat was choked.

"Fellow Daoist Bai Wei, are you kidding?" Yun Henzi frowned.

The jade-faced boy said seriously: "Of course I'm not joking, that's what my wife and I mean. If you are Brother Yunhen's apprentice, you can still trust Yu. What's more, the little girl also loves nephew Shen Lang..."

"Dad!" Yuyao shouted in embarrassment.

The jade-faced boy coughed and said, "Anyway, what do you think, Brother Yunhen?"