The Lord of Three Thousand Worlds, the Supreme God, is a kind and fat man, which You Chuiyun did not expect. At this time, he transformed into Princess Zhaoyang's guard and watched the two of them talking.
"Xiao Xiao, are you satisfied with the birthday gift?" The fat man of the gods smiled and grabbed Princess Zhaoyang's hand, and said kindly: "Do you want me to be your father and give you dozens of kilograms of ginseng fruit to eat as you like?"
Princess Zhaoyang looked at her father for a long time, and finally shook her head slowly.
"If you eat too many snacks, you won't be able to digest them."
"Don't eat ginseng fruit?" The fat man twirled his beard and said: "Well, eating too many snacks is not good for your health. No big deal, no big deal, my father will allow you to raise a fire unicorn! It's just that you have to remember it. Don’t set the fairy palace on fire again, last time your mother grabbed your ears and scolded you for a long time.”
Princess Zhaoyang smiled and said softly: "Thank you, dad. I'd better not raise Qilin anymore. I'm already over my age. Besides, today is also my dad's birthday."
The fat man laughed and his eyes went blind: "Hahahaha, Xiaoxiao, have you prepared any gifts for dad?"
"Well, of course there is."
"I said no...what? Yes? Really or falsely? Did you prepare a gift for dad? Really or falsely? Dad doesn't believe it. Maybe you, a little girl, have caused trouble for dad again."
The fat man jumped up from his seat.
Princess Zhaoyang lowered her head slightly and slowly took the wrist of You Chuiyun who was watching.
"My daughter brought a..."
You Chuiyun was shocked and secretly thought it was not good.
When Princess Zhaoyang slowly said the word son-in-law, the air here seemed to freeze.
The aura of the deity was so good that the entire fairy palace seemed to sense it in an instant, buzzing, trembling, and resonating.
There was even an emperor who had just arrived and retracted his left foot that had just entered Nantianmen.
He frowned, looking at the Immortal Palace in the distance, and was shocked. He secretly wondered whether that damn fat man was still thinking about me sneaking three jars of wine from him, and was still hinting that I was not good?
But this emperor really thought too much, and the god's thoughts were not here.
The fat man squinted his eyes in disbelief and said, "What?"
"He is the husband that my daughter has found, and he is also your son-in-law." Princess Zhaoyang gently hugged You Chuiyun's arm. You Chuiyun's body immediately tensed up. At this moment, his head was dripping with sweat, but he didn't know what to do. What did he say? When the god looked at him questioningly, he felt cold all over his body.
Even though the Princess Zhaoyang next to her was the most beautiful woman in the country, he had no idea of being beautiful. He was only afraid that the next moment the god would annihilate him with one look, leaving him unable to fight back and disappear into ashes.
What is this thing called?
My experience as You Chuiyun can be considered a legend.
"Is this serious?"
"really."
After receiving the affirmative answer, the deity frowned and stepped forward to look at You Chuiyun carefully, and asked, "Young man, what do you do?"
You Chuiyun paused and said with a fake smile: "I...I study."
Unexpectedly, the god smiled and said: "It's good to study, read more!"
"Uh...yes."
"How many people are there in the family?"
"My dad, me, and a younger brother."
"Oh, why don't you practice? I see your talent. Hey, it's not bad."
"Uh, stay under someone else's roof. The situation is dangerous, so you have to do it as a last resort."
"Well, it's a smart move, but after you become my son-in-law, you don't have to be afraid of scoundrels. That's right, son-in-law."
The aura around the fat man's body instantly disappeared, and he stepped forward to wrap his arms around You Chuiyun's shoulders. You Chuiyun was surrounded by the father and daughter.
You Chuiyun finally reacted.
"Ah? What? Are you so careless, Lord God?" You Chuiyun exclaimed: "Do you believe everything I said?"
"Hahahaha, neither hasty nor hasty. I don't know you, but I think I like you quite a lot, but in the end, what I want is that I believe in my daughter's vision."
this--
What kind of biological father is this?
I saw the god let go of You Chuiyun and ran out excitedly.
"Dad, where are you going?" Princess Zhaoyang shouted.
The god's two short legs paddled excitedly: "Tell your mother to go!"
"Dad, fly away!"
"I'm losing weight!"
Princess Zhaoyang was speechless.
"Three thousand years, three years ago, my daughter finally wants to get married!" The god shouted excitedly, and gradually disappeared.
After the god left, Princess Zhaoyang naturally let go of You Chuiyun's arm and calmly picked up a cup of tea.
And You Chuiyun held down his trembling right hand with his left hand, and slumped down on the stone pier in relief. Although the conversation was just a few words, it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength.
"Drink tea."
Princess Zhaoyang poured him a cup of tea herself.
You Chuiyun drank it in a gulp, but still felt his mouth was dry. This tea was a bit strange, it had a bland taste and did not quench his thirst.
"Do you feel like what you experienced today is like a dream?"
"It's more than just a dream, it's like a lifetime ago."
Princess Zhaoyang smiled, this beauty made You Chuiyun stunned.
"I can only say that what you saw is true and false."
"What's the meaning?"
"My father really recognized you as my son-in-law, but you didn't marry me, and I didn't marry you."
"I, I don't understand."
"Time is wonderful. It brings stories and takes them away. What remains are memories and reflections in the mirror."
After pondering this sentence carefully, although You Chuiyun was still confused, he had some insights.
After a long time, You Chuiyun was very surprised and said seriously to Princess Zhaoyang: "You are really beautiful. Your beauty is just a rough description of your appearance, let alone your temperament."
Princess Zhaoyang was a little surprised, with a kind of interest in her eyes.
"Why? Why bring this up."
You Chuiyun tapped his fingers rhythmically on the stone table, and said eloquently: "The river is endless, and time does not stop. It is a cruel thing. All beauty will turn into clay, whether it is the world, heaven, or human beings No matter whether it is a fairy, people always want to preserve the beauty forever, but there will always be a day when it is lost. A dead leaf, as a bookmark, is used to commemorate that beautiful summer that can no longer be returned, and a portrait records the peerless beauty of a woman. Appearance is the memory of future generations for a glimpse of their predecessors.
But a leaf can never show the true prosperity of that summer, and a portrait cannot express the peerless splendor of the previous life.
How can a dream make people happy? It can only make people fall and become obsessed with it, and they will never be able to get out of it. Even if this beautiful environment is a fairyland.
Princess Zhaoyang, according to records, you died ten thousand years ago. "
You Chuiyun looked at the other party's watery eyes and tried to be as indifferent as possible: "Junior and you are not from the same world. I hope you can be noble and let You go.
Princess Zhaoyang's eyes were as bright as fire and she was smiling without saying a word.
"Interesting, interesting, indeed, I can't get out, and you can see this." Princess Zhaoyang was not ashamed, and still said with a natural expression: "Okay, I am a ghost, I admit it, and I think I have no ill will towards you."
You Chuiyun looked unhappy: "Or rather - soul, this word sounds better."
"Are you afraid of ghosts?"
You Chuiyun said awkwardly: "A little bit."
Princess Zhaoyang shook her head knowingly, and then said: "Since we have been honest, let me tell you frankly. I want you to be my servant in the world, and as you can see, temporarily pretend to be my husband. Of course. Your benefits are indispensable, and these benefits may be considered appalling in your small world of Tingfeng. A common man is not guilty, but you can understand the guilt of having a jade."
You Chuiyun shook his head like a rattle: "I haven't agreed yet."
"I can make you an immortal in the shortest possible time. This is based on the premise that I have the resources and you have the talent. Do you know how tempting this is and what a precious opportunity this is? This is not possible. Need to think about it? If you, your little Tingfeng Realm, can produce another immortal, what a great honor it would be!"
It is impossible not to be moved. Becoming an immortal is a legendary immortal. Then maybe you can be like the founder. It is not a bad idea to re-establish a Yinxiao Sect. The former prosperity of the Yinxiao Sect will definitely be revived, maybe even better than before, and it will be able to leave its name in history.
However, You Chuiyun felt strange and unspeakable feelings of disgust in his heart. His intuition told him that he could not make an easy choice.
"Your lobbying skills are quite good, but I have to consider that this matter is very important."
"It's okay. I'll give you some time. Do you have anything else to ask?"
"I can't think of it at the moment."
You Chuiyun was so confused that he kept pouring and drinking in order to relieve the tension.
Princess Zhaoyang stood up and walked a few steps with her hands behind her back, her skirt swaying slightly. She looked at the sky, hesitated for a moment, and finally said to You Chuiyun: "There is a child named Qitian who is going to die in Wanhuan Tower. Yes, I feel your breath and your causal line on him."
You Chuiyun stood up suddenly. Although the news was very shocking, after careful consideration, he felt that Princess Zhaoyang had no reason to deceive him, and he had no time to seriously analyze whether this was a situation set by Princess Zhaoyang. After all, Qitian's safety was the most important thing. the most important.
"What? Are you sure it's a man named Qitian, in the Wanhuan Tower? He is going to die, why? How do you know?"
Seeing You Chuiyun's expression changed drastically, Princess Zhaoyang began to wander leisurely, pacing back and forth slowly.
"The Wanhuan Tower is a gadget of this palace. As for the child, his body was poisoned and he was poisoned when he broke through the barrier. He will naturally die."
As he spoke, he glanced at You Chuiyun's expression.
But You Chuiyun was completely an ant on the hot pot. He kept mumbling: "I want to get out, I want to get out, princess, let me out, please let me out, I want to save people, life is at stake."
Princess Zhaoyang waved her sleeves, and a flash of light burst out of thin air, and a black vortex formed like a portal.
"You can leave anytime."
You Chuiyun was about to run away.
"Wait, are you going to save people? Why do you want to save people?"
The moment You Chuiyun was about to enter the whirlpool, he kicked the ground and stopped abruptly. His eyes that turned blood red in an instant looked at Princess Zhaoyang, with ever-changing thoughts.
"It's better than here. I, I'll go ask someone to save you."
"When you enter the Wanhuan Tower, your life or death is determined. Who do you want to invite?"
You Chuiyun remained silent.
Princess Zhaoyang looked complacent, holding her chin with her hands and smiling: "That's all, I will give you a meeting gift."
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Wanhuan Tower, the 6999th floor.
The sky was full of poisonous hair, but countless evil beasts roared in front of him, one wave after another, roaring like a tsunami, trying to devour the human being in front of him.
"Get out!" Qi Tian tore off the tattered golden chain armor on his body and swept it away with a stick, killing hundreds of evil beasts in an instant. However, it was just a mantis' arm acting as a chariot, and the tide of beasts was still wild.
"Damn it, damn it, it must be the plan of those two people. They buried poison in my body. Now the poison is taking effect, I fell into the trap."
Qi Tian was unable to retreat, and the black blood from his mouth continued to flow out. Every time he exerted force, the poison became deeper.
Outside the Wanhuan Tower, hundreds of Nantianmen disciples came to watch Qitian break through the Wanhuan Tower. Unexpectedly, they saw such a scene.
"It's over. Qi Tian is over. He's vomiting blood while beating. Why does he seem to be poisoned?"
"No way, I thought Qi Tian would completely surpass Senior Sister Wenren this time, reach the 7,000th floor, and become the number one person in the Nantian Sect."
"I don't have this fate, tsk tsk, it's a pity. Although Qi Tian is a little arrogant, he is still a rare talent."
There are also fans of Qi Tian, who loudly cheer for Qi Tian, but unfortunately it is just a glimmer of enthusiasm.
Niu Tou, Zheng Du and others witnessed this scene with their own eyes, and felt indescribably happy.
Niutou said: "Zheng Du, I will give you a merit this time. The young sect will benefit from you."
"Hehehehe, thank you Brother Niu. This kid can't run away today. I will be the dog and horse to help the young sect get rid of a hidden danger."
In the scene in front of the Wanhuan Tower, Qitian is already retreating steadily. Visible to the naked eye, his movements have slowed down a lot. If he has ten more breaths, he will definitely be swallowed up by the beast tide!
"Is it over here?" Qi Tian roared, regardless of the poison, he tried his best and once again used all his strength to repel the beast tide.
Qi Tian swung his stick, formed seals with his hands, muttered something in his bleeding mouth, and then yelled.
"Blood Sacrifice - Burning Heaven!"
The endless fire was like spikes, like thousands of twisting and curled poisonous snakes. It roared out and slammed into the beast tide, causing a large hole to appear in the beast tide in a short time.
In an instant, the strong colors on the screen stimulated everyone's eyes, and Qitian's stunning and talented methods shocked people.
"Blood Sacrifice Burning Heaven! This is my sect's forbidden technique, and Qi Tian actually learned it! He deserves to be ranked among the top 100 on the Dragon Ranking."
"Genius, really genius, he can still perform so well under desperate circumstances."
"Heaven is jealous of Yingcai, God is jealous of Yingcai, is he going to die in there today?"
"There is no way. The Wanhuan Tower is a dangerous place to begin with. It is so powerful that even the master cannot enter it."
After witnessing Qitian's strength, many people shook their heads and sighed with regret.
Many girls even had strange feelings for Qi Tian after witnessing his heroism at this moment.
The bull's head, with eyes like cowbells, said in disbelief: "This guy, this guy is really, really awesome."
Zheng Du said: "If this guy is not eliminated, he will be a great threat to the Shaozong."
Qitian has exhausted all his spiritual power and even lost a lot of his lifespan. He is still unable to resist the endless waves of beasts.
Then he roared and rushed into the herd of beasts. He actually tore the evil beasts alive with his hands, bit the evil beasts with his mouth, and fought with all his strength.
"I was killed from the sea of blood from the mountain of corpses. In the past three years, I have learned one thing - I would rather die than surrender!" Qitian's body was covered with bruises and blood, but he seemed to have transformed into something more terrifying than an evil beast. creatures, using bloodthirsty means to kill the blood.
"How could I, Qi Tian, die here? It's time for me to scold... scold me again!"
This terror seems to frighten those evil beasts! It actually delayed the attack of the evil beast.
Everyone shouted.
"Evil beasts are afraid, this Qitian - is not a human being."
"I'm convinced, who else is dissatisfied?"
"Qitian doesn't deserve to die, at least he can't die here. Come on, Qitian! Fight out!"
"Deus ex machina!"
In front of the Wanhuan Tower, many people began to cheer for it. Its shocking appeal seemed to reach everyone, and more and more people cheered for it.
The faces of Niutou and the others became increasingly ugly.
Even later, during a burst of surprised shouts of respect from the crowd, even the headmaster and others appeared in the crowd. Zhang Yangguan, the headmaster of Nantianmen, was among them, and even the headmaster came~! But no one took action to save Qi Tian.
Because of the rules, no one can save him.
In the picture, Qitian has become a bloody man, sitting with his head bowed, not knowing whether he is alive or dead.
Those evil beasts were actually afraid of other threats and did not dare to approach.
"Master, can't we save him?" Wen Renzhu said with a smile. "I've passed the seven thousandth level and can't go back."
Zhang Yangguan stared at the screen, shook his head slowly, and said in a low tone: "This tower is dangerous, it all depends on the individual, there are limitations on cultivation, and even I can't force it, unless a disciple breaks in instantly at this time and directly reaches Six Thousand Nine hundred and ninety-nine, it is possible to save him, but there are seven thousand layers of danger, and there is also a burden, so I am afraid I can't protect myself."
Wen Renzhu smiled and said, "Among the disciples of Nantian Clan, only Shan Chun and I can do it."
Not even the leader could take action, and Qi Tian seemed to be on the verge of death.
Maybe this is the calamity of death in Qitian's life.
But no one noticed that the first floor of Wanhuan Tower actually lit up. It was a sign that someone was trying to break into the tower. At first, no one cared about it, but the light spot was so fast that it quickly became noticeable.
"Hey, look, there's someone on the 300th floor!"
"What, don't disturb me. Where is the 300th floor? It's the 500th...600th...69th...700th floor! What's going on? Is this a person flying? Is there something wrong with the Wanhuan Tower?"
"Oh no, I was on the 300th floor just now, why is it only 700... I'm on the 1,000th floor! Look at everyone."
"Look, someone broke into the tower! It's so fast. It was only three hundred floors just now, and now it's already two thousand!"
There was a huge commotion in the crowd, and more and more people were paying attention to the people rushing into the tower, and many people's attention was even diverted.
"Who? Who is it? So fast! Impossible, is this a human being? Even if the palm master is thrown in, it will only be at this speed!"
someone exclaimed.
I saw that light spot getting brighter and brighter, reaching the five thousandth level in the blink of an eye.
The 5,000th floor of the Wanhuan Tower is a threshold. Many people end their lives in this level. After passing this level, it proves that one is among the best in cultivation and can receive rich rewards from the sect.
The light finally stopped.
"It finally stopped. It scared me to death. That person must have accumulated a lot of experience and wants to make a name for himself today."
"I always feel that the speed with which he broke through today will be recorded in history."
"Tell me, is this person going to save Qi Tian?"
"Rescuing Qitian, are you kidding me? Do you know what it means to save Qitian? It means to break through the 6999th floor, reach the 7000th floor, and then become second only to Senior Sister Wenren Zhuxiao. .”
"Look, it's moving! It's moving again!"
After the light spot reached the 5,000th floor, it did not stay for long. Unexpectedly, it suddenly rose at a rocket-like speed within a few breaths.
This time he didn't stop, but rushed to Qi Tian's level in one breath!
Wenren Zhuxiao naturally noticed the sudden appearance of the strange guest, and couldn't help but say: "That's the 6999th floor."
When she broke into the tower by herself, she faced the beast tide on this level. Although she was fully prepared, she also suffered a lot. She even used the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box, and she managed to pass this level in embarrassment. Afterwards, He was even more exhausted and fell into a coma for several days before he recovered.
Who is this? Wanhuan Tower has cultivation limits, so it is impossible for him to be a person above the elders of Nantianmen. When did such a genius appear among the disciples of Nantianmen?
Even Wenren Zhuxiao was moved, let alone others.
Who is this strong man?
