Son-in-law Dan Zun

In Yu Wanqing's mind, one after another memorable pictures flashed.

Originally, when she was in the lower realm, she lived a carefree life.

Especially the time when I first met Mo Tianji was the happiest day in her life.

At that time, Mo Tianji was not only handsome, but also very gentle and elegant in her words and deeds, which completely fit all the fantasies she had about the other half in her mind.

But with the appearance of Luo Wushu, everything was destroyed.

First, because of Luo Wushu's existence, she betrayed her master.

After that, Mo Tianji's character also changed, he was no longer the proud son of that extraordinary and unrestrained heaven.

Many human weaknesses began to appear on his body.

Before long, her master also fell.

After the upper realm, while Mo Tianji spoke sweet words to him, he regarded it as a kind of bargain to please other men on his behalf.

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Picture by picture flashed through Yu Wanqing's mind, and two lines of clear tears slipped down uncontrollably at the corner of her eyes.

At this moment, she really realized... that she had been wrong all the time.

Especially, with the death of her master who loved her most, she has long become unaccompanied in this world.

"Master, I'm sorry!"

"If there is an afterlife, I will definitely be filial to you, and I will never get the slightest affection for my children."

Yu Wanqing whispered.

In the light and flint, she changed from fearing death to facing death calmly.

Perhaps, she shouldn't have lived in this world like a walking dead long ago.

"Luo Wushu!"

The ancestor of Tianji roared, his expression gloomy to the extreme.

In the Lower Realm, Luo Wushu killed Mo Tianji once, and now, in front of him, killed it again.

And this time, Mo Tianji was completely gone, without even a trace of resentment.

"You don't need to hate me so much. If I'm not as skilled as humans, I won't end up any better than Mo Tianji."

Luo Wushu faintly looked at the ancestor of Tianji, with a cold smile on his lips.

The two sides have long been in a state of fire and water. Since Mo Tianji hasn't completely died, see you today, how can he not make up for it.

He doesn't have the habit of letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

The same is true for the ancestor of the secret, as long as he can kill, he will never be soft-hearted.

"You're right, we can only be blamed for our inferior skills."

The ancestor of Tianji said with a gloomy face: "But now you, both offending the Heavenly Palace, and offending the saint race, it is no exaggeration to say that now you are already enemies in the world, I don't believe you can keep laughing?"

"This doesn't need you to worry about it." Luo Wushu said non-committal.

The astonishing flame light emerged from the sword of flames, and it was another sword to punish the ancestor of the heavenly secret.

And this sword is stronger than any previous sword.

"Sword of Flame Prison, Flame Dragon Sword!"

"Luo Wushu, one day, the old man will definitely witness the scene of your unhappy death." Tianji ancestor roared.

Saint Demon Wuji Tu retracted at this moment, wrapped his figure, tearing the space away.

Luo Wushu's eyes sank, but he was not too surprised.

Ren Qingying, the saint of the evil clan from outside the territory, retired in front of him with the help of Saint Demon Wuji Tu.

Fortunately, the ancestor of Tianji did not control the Sacred Demon Wuji Tu as well as Ren Qingying.

Otherwise, he might not even be able to completely kill Mo Tianji today.

"Damn, he left us and ran away by himself."

The expressions of the evil race who still survived suddenly changed, and they became desperate and fearful.

Even the strong man who enshrines the king and eight realms is no exception.

Today, he is aiming to kill Luo Wushu and meritorious service. It stands to reason that with his strength, it is impossible for any accidents to occur.

However, when Luo Wushu was able to break through the ethereal Yunxia formation with a single sword, he understood that he was wrong.

The whole Saint Clan was very wrong.

Today's Luo Wushu, the wings are already plump enough that the Saints can't easily deal with it.

Even today, they clearly set up such a level of ambush, but it still won't help.

"Die!" Luo Wushu let out a voice indifferently, and completely slaughtered the surviving evil race outside the territory.

Without the help of the big formation, these evil races from outside the territories would not have much backhand power in front of them.

It didn't take long for the world to completely quiet down, only the tragic breath filled.

"Sister-in-law, you are too strong!"

Mo Fan and Yaoyue looked at An Yixue in surprise, as if they were still unfinished.

Although it has long been known that An Yixue possesses a talent for evildoers, she couldn't help feeling shocked when she witnessed her perverted combat effectiveness.

They have the strength, opportunity, talent, and hard work they have today.

In this process, I don't know how much blood and sweat was shed.

However, An Yixue seemed to be even more enchanting than them by practicing casually.

"You are not weak!" An Yixue smiled slightly, appearing extremely calm.

In the past year, in order to be able to leave the land of immortality, almost all of them have been practicing endlessly.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, her practice does not require any training.

But only she herself knew how many times she had failed in the hands of the three old men who guarded the entrance of the Immortal Zee Land.

"Go on!"

Luo Wushu raised his head and glanced at Hongxia on the horizon. He wanted to return to Huangxuan Academy before dark.

In fact, he was also slightly surprised by An Yixue's strength.

However, it's not too surprising.

As far as talent is concerned, An Yixue is only stronger than him.

Moreover, it is not too strange to practice in a place like the land of Xian Ze, to have this progress.

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The setting sun is like blood, reflecting in the Huangxuan Academy.

At this moment, on a loft in the academy, there are three shadows, looking up into the distance, worrying about it.

"Do you think the son and the others will return smoothly?" Bai Ning murmured.

It is not the first time that Luo Wushu and his party have left Huangxuan Academy. It stands to reason that they have long been used to it.

But they also understand that this time is a little different.

For anyone in the Profound Realm, the land of the Heavenly Palace can be called the Tiger's Den of the Dragon Lake, ten deaths and no life.

The three of Luo Wushu were evildoers, but it was too difficult to successfully bring An Yixue back.

The three women's hearts were like a mirror, but when Luo Wushu planned to go, they did not do anything to stop them.

Because I knew it in my heart, it was useless.

No one can replace An Yixue's position in Luo Wushu's heart, and no one can let Luo Wushu ignore An Yixue.

"If Junior Brother Luo can't come back, I will apologize with death." At this moment, a voice came.

I saw that another beautiful shadow fell on the attic, and then accompanied the three women to look into the distance.

"Senior Sister, why are you doing this?"

Mo Qingcheng groaned: "Junior Brother Luo was only in anger at the time, and he knew in his heart that you did it out of good intentions and would not really blame you."

Ouyang Die sighed, "Because of this, I feel more guilty. Without me, this situation would never have happened."

"Don't worry!" Xiao Dai'er said, "Senior Sister, they will definitely come back without any shortage."

"That's right!" Bai Ning nodded in agreement: "The son and the others have been able to pass through so many ups and downs along the way. This time it must not be surprising."

The four women looked at each other, and then they all nodded their heads, "Definitely!"

At this moment, several familiar figures suddenly appeared in the distance, making the eyes of the four women all stare.

"Is this an illusion?" Bai Ning muttered to herself, her eyes full of self-deprecating.

Since Luo Wushu and his party went to Tiangong, she has been restless and unable to calm down and practice.

Unexpectedly, they are all serious enough to have hallucinations now.

"Sister Yixue is back!"

Ouyang Die showed joy, and the frown between her brows finally loosened.

And her voice also made Bai Ning's figure tremble.

Not an illusion.

Really, the son and the others are back.

Moreover, he successfully brought An Yixue back.

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