The owner of the red robe was slightly stunned. When he came to his senses, he found himself lying in the arms of a man in gold. The man had a handsome face and a face that surprised the woman.

"It's you." The Hongpao Tower Master said softly.

After retrieving my memories this time, every encounter is a long separation and reunion.

But this person is too long for her.

In his eyes, there was no longer the sinister and cruelty that forced himself to get married two years ago.

But back, many years ago.

That year, the Yan Mansion had not yet fallen, and the Taoist Principal was still by his side. The person in front of him has always been the most loyal listener when he played with the Taoist Principal.

I once thought that this "always" is forever.

"Falling down from such a high place, I still think of that stinky Taoist priest." Yan Jingchen did not notice her strangeness, but checked the palm marks left on her body, "Is it the Tai Chi palm that uses softness to overcome hardness in Wudang Mountain?"

But at the end, his eyebrows relaxed, "It seems that he just wanted to push you down and did not take a heavy hand. Otherwise, even if you don't die, the feminine palm force will shatter your internal organs."

"Xiaowei." The owner of the Hongpao Tower suddenly hugged his neck and cried in tears.

"It's me." Yan Jingchen stroked her soft hair, and his eyes turned red.

The owner of the Hongpao Tower just cried and couldn't speak. Although the storm of the past few years has never crushed her, in the end, she was just a brothel woman who performed her skills and sang. All her persistence and stubbornness collapsed at this moment.

"Don't worry, after he comes down, I will take you home when everything is over here." Yan Jingchen wiped away the tears from her face and murmured.

Above the clouds.

"Senior brother, are you okay?" Xiao Haochen shook the whisk and his face was covered with spring breeze.

But Murong Haoyue's eyes were still indifferent.

There is also a murderous idea that cannot be suppressed.

"Senior Brother, what's wrong with you? I'm so indifferent. I feel heartbroken when I see you." Xiao Haochen raised his head and sighed with a sad expression.

Murong Haoyue said coldly: "I should ask you this sentence."

"Ask me? What do you ask me?" Xiao Haochen still maintained the frivolous manner of asking questions and looking quite annoying.

But Murong Haoyue was not angry, "I want to ask you why you did such a decisive and decisive thing back then."

Xiao Haochen smiled slightly, "Oh? I hope to hear it carefully."

"You followed me to Changbai back then, in order to take the snow lotus that can help others get between yin and yang. But after you pick it, you didn't hand it over, but took it for yourself." Murong Haoyue said in a deep voice.

"That's the immortal flower recorded in the ancient catalog. Who can resist the temptation of the immortal flower?" Xiao Haochen shrugged and was frank, "No one can resist it!"

Murong Haoyue's tone began to tremble, "So, don't you ignore Nan Sheng's life and watch her die in the snow and ice! That snow lotus is her last life-saving thing!"

Xiao Haochen replied very naturally: "That singer is just a duckweed floating in the world. Wasting a fairy flower on her body? Wouldn't it be a waste of natural resources?"

"Then why do you give it to me!" Murong Haoyue's eyes were red.

"Of course it is to build an immortal body." Xiao Haochen also put away his smile at this moment.

Murong Haoyue was stunned.

"As the saying goes, the three flowers gather together, and the five energys are facing the Yuan Dynasty. If we practitioners cultivate the Taoist body, they can transform the three purity and the energy is prosperous. So I thought a long time ago, what if these three flowers are all fairy flowers?" Xiao Haochen's eyes showed a bit of fanaticism, "Can an immortal body be created when the road to exile is blocked and the whereabouts of the Tianji Qing music are unknown, in this era when the world's troubles have completely become a luxury to become an immortal."

In the dark clouds under the two of them, dark thunder suddenly emerged, as if a thunder dragon was churning among them.

"But the fact is, I chose the right choice." Xiao Haochen looked down at the dark cloud and raised his lips.

Murong Haoyue's lips were trembling slightly. He had a lot to say at this moment, but when the words came to his mouth, they became despair.

He didn't expect that one of the few junior brothers who could speak in Wudang Mountain would do all the tricks on him. He didn't expect that his wife would die indirectly at the hands of his junior brother.

"You must be very curious about what the three flowers in your body are, right?" Xiao Haochen waved his whisk, "You might as well tell you. The thunder box on your back is cast from the thunder caused by the broken ceiling, which is one flower; on the crane's whisper, the crane blood flowers nourished by thousands of cranes with blood are two flowers; and including the essence of the snow lotus that I injected into your body, it is the so-called three flowers."

Murong Haoyue murmured and repeated: "Three Flowers?"

"I first set up a bureau, first let Uncle Yinyin's Zixiao Thunder Box fall on your back, and then the crane blood flower. When I thought I had to work hard again, something unexpected happened." Xiao Haochen smiled mockingly, "I have to say that my sister-in-law really loves you. As long as I tell her you are going to have trouble, she will save your life even if she dies..."

"Stop!" Murong Haoyue shouted violently.

At this moment, he was so angry that he lost his mind. Five thunder swords instantly snatched the box.

No.

To be precise, that's no longer a sword.

But thunder.

Thunder falling from the nine heavens!

Five thunders rose together, shattering the dark clouds under your feet!

"There is still thunder above the clouds?" On the Zhuque Fang, Dao Ren Zhao, who had recovered from this distant thunder, his pupils shrank.

Qi Tianshi said in a deep voice: "This is the realm of immortals."

"The Five-Yi Sword Realm is not enough." Xiao Haochen exclaimed. If an ordinary person was here, everything in his body would be shattered by the thunder that was close to him. But at this moment, Xiao Haochen just raised his hand gently and blocked the vast five rays of lightning lightning from the whisk.

At this time, Murong Haoyue had already crossed the whisk and came to Xiao Haochen's head.

Thunder and lightning in the palm of your palm.

Thunder falls.

Xiao Haochen did not dodge and let that palm fall on his head.

But it was unscathed.

No matter how hard Murong Haoyue tried, she could not shake Xiao Haochen at all.

"You!" Murong Haoyue looked at him suddenly.

"I don't ask for immortality, I just ask the immortal to caress me." Xiao Haochen said something unexplained with a smile, "Senior brother, thank you."

Then he removed the whisk and opened Murong Haoyue's hand. Thunder and lightning suddenly surged. Just like on the Zhuque Fang, Xiao Haochen waved his long sleeves and completely dissipated the thunder. He then plucked his fingers and sent all the five thunder swords back into the box.

But Murong Haoyue did not retreat, but used all her strength to stand firm in the clouds. Then she looked at Xiao Haochen with a cold look.
Chapter completed!