At night, the lights in the market city were brilliant, the streets and alleys were full of people, and there were bursts of singing and laughter in the restaurants, and the whole city seemed to be full of vitality and passion.

The enthusiastic atmosphere made the strong people who were lucky enough to return during the period feel like they were in a different world, as if the thrilling qiē in the inner ruins was just a nightmare.

To the east of the market is a remote and dilapidated palace, where several fist-sized special gems are quietly suspended in the dome, emitting bright light, illuminating the entire hall as if it were day.

The four black-clothed powerhouses stood on both sides, exuding a majestic momentum.

Among the four guards, a person wearing a crimson gorgeous Hanfu sat on a high seat, his posture was calm, his aura was strong, and he was indescribably expensive, and at first glance he was a person in charge of power.

I saw that his skin was as white as snow, his long eyebrows were flying sideburns, two strands of green silk poured down, a pair of peach blossom eyes were extremely charming, the bridge of his nose was slender, his lips were crimson, handsome and beautiful, handsome and handsome.

If he is a woman, he does not have towering twin peaks, and his chest is flat.

But a man's costume was worn by him into a gorgeous long skirt, and the whole person felt extremely bewitching, but the beauty was awakening and moving, which made the dilapidated palace shine because of him, adding a bit of brightness.

He twisted his orchid fingers, lifted the lid of the tea bowl, gently brushed the tea foam on the tea water, and took a small sip elegantly, giving people a beautiful enjoyment.

Looking up and smiling, she looked at the woman in black sitting across from him.

The woman in black has an ethereal temperament, and her eyes are filled with a fog that does not disperse all year round, making it impossible to see through what she is thinking, she is none other than Murong Yunyan.

"Miss Murong, every time I see you, I can't help but want to take you into my harem, it's really the spirit of Zhong Tiandi, which makes the sect leader fascinated!"

His voice was very thin, not as soft as a woman, nor as rough as a man, it sounded very uncomfortable, and the gaze that looked at Murong Yunyan's chest was full of envy.

"Hehe, Sect Master Ling has an overreputation, I really can't afford it!" Murong Yunyan smiled faintly, not flattered, but instead felt disgusted.

The ghost is willing to become Ling Wuyang's mixed harem!

The person in front of Murong Yunyan was none other than the world-famous Fang Tian Sect Leader Ling Wuyang Ling, who was really a giant who trembled when he stomped his feet in the world.

Moreover, he was not only the sect leader of Fang Tian Sect, but also one of the top ten strongest venerables in the cultivation world, and the peerless powerhouse closest to the immortals in the entire world, even among the top ten venerables, his strength could rank among the top three.

Ling Wuyang was on an equal footing with Murong Yunyan at this time, naturally not because Murong Yunyan's strength had reached the point where he valued him, but because Murong Yunyan's origin was very great.

Compared with the people behind Murong Yunyan, he is like an ant and a giant elephant, so Murong Yunyan is qualified to be on an equal footing with him.

Otherwise, there are probably only nine real people in power in the entire world, Hongxi Daozun and the old monk of Xu Yu Mountain, who can be on an equal footing with him, even the strongest Venerable of Kunlun and Sword Pavilion is not qualified.

Ling Wuyang pinched the orchid fingers and brushed the hanging green silk, and asked in a different way: "Can this trip plan be smooth?"

"One qiē shun lì, there is no mistake!" Murong Yunyan nodded and said lightly, his attitude was flat.

She didn't report to Ling Wuyang, but just stated a fact, her affairs didn't need to be reported to anyone, Ling Wuyang was the sect leader of Fang Tianjiao, but he couldn't control her, it was just a cooperative relationship.

"In this way, the sect leader will rest assured, hehe! Come, replace the wine with tea!" Ling Wuyang smiled and picked up the tea bowl in his hand.

Murong Yunyan glanced at the other bowl of tea on the table, but did not pick it up, Ling Wuyang's tea is still better not to drink, who knows what condiments are added.

Although Ling Wuyang couldn't harm her, she was still very disgusted with Ling Wuyang's tea.

Ling Wuyang saw that Murong Yunyan was unmoved, and he didn't think it was a pestle, so he took a sip of tea lightly and sighed: "This tea is a He*acia tea secretly made by our Heavenly Sect, and the taste is endless......

Ling Wuyang put down the tea bowl, feeling bored, and said: "Today I came to ask Miss Murong if the plan is smooth, since the plan is smooth, then I will start preparing for planning."

When the time comes, we will join forces to launch together, and I am afraid that no force in the entire cultivation world will be able to stop us, and when they feel the crisis and are ready to join forces, I'm afraid it will be too late, hehehaha!"

"This is natural, if you don't move, if you don't move, it will be like thunder, and you won't give any force a chance to fight back!" Murong Yunyan said coldly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a shocking arc.

"By the way, I forgot to tell Sect Leader Sù Ling, Xiao Cheng is already dead!" Murong Yunyan said suddenly.

Ling Wuyang was a little difficult to adapt to Murong Yunyan's thinking jump, he was stunned, and after thinking for a while before he reacted, he said disapprehantly: "The Xiao Cheng you are talking about is the kid who is in the limelight on Sword Pavilion Xiaoyao Island?"

It's just a waste of people who eat soft rice under the guise of Gu Qinghong's signboard, and they can't even look down on it when they are in the harem. What does his life or death have to do with this sect master?"

Of course he had heard of Xiao Cheng's name, but for him, Xiao Cheng was just a slightly special ant, who could be crushed to death with a finger, how could he care about Xiao Cheng's life or death?

Murong Yunyan suddenly realized that she was able to sit on an equal footing with Ling Wuyang not because of her strength, but because of her background, but in fact, she was not at the same level at all.

For herself, Xiao Cheng's death is indeed not a trivial matter, but it is not worth mentioning to Ling Wuyang.

"It is said that he has killed a lot of Fang Tianjiao powerhouses......" Murong Yunyan casually and briefly said how Xiao Cheng killed Fang Tianjiao powerhouses, and she was clear and ruthless about these secrets.

"There is such a thing? This sect leader really doesn't know, and there is no need to know, don't talk about boring things!"

Ling Wuyang shook his head elegantly, he was the sect leader of the Fang Tian Sect, he was not interested in paying attention to these trivial things, they were all lower-level matters, why should he condescend to be noble.

"By the way, the one surnamed Tang...... It's called Tang Qingyan, right?" Ling Wuyang asked, seeing Murong Yunyan nodding, he continued: "What about her? You can control her? This sect leader has other uses, which is more important!"

"Tang Qingyan?" Murong Yunyan was a little surprised, Tang Qingyan, a female cultivator in the Yuan Infant Upper Realm, couldn't be so concerned about Ling Wuyang, could it be that there were other secrets in this?

She was not interested in Ling Wuyang's secret at all, and simply said, "She is already dead, if Sect Master Ling had informed me earlier, I would have spared her life!"

"Even if you're dead, this sect leader only thought of it recently!" Ling Wuyang smiled nonchalantly.

"Okay, Sect Master Ling take care, I'm about to break through, and I need to find a place to cross the calamity, so I won't accompany me!" Murong Yunyan stood up and casually thought about Ling Wuyang arching his hand.

"Oh, you're going to break through the out-of-body realm, that sect leader will give you a Dharma protector once, and your momentum should be relatively large!" Ling Wuyang said, now you might as well sell it to Murong Yunyan.

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~R1152