Tianbao Pavilion's side suddenly shouted loudly, avenging their revenge a few months ago. They all gathered around the figure.
Although the Tiangong Sect has a large number of people, it has lost its most powerful combat force and is already in a weak position. At this moment, they have no right to choose, and a truce at this time is more beneficial to them.
Luo Cheng's body swayed and he rushed towards the huge pit. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, "How could this happen, Master..."
This unprepared battle ended as quickly as it came. The alliance forces on both sides did not have time to arrive, and the war was over.
At this moment, several figures were flying at high speed from all directions, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived at the gate of Tiangong Sect. Several people came to the huge pit and took a look, and their expressions changed.
"When did Tianbao Pavilion have such a powerful ally..."
The emperor hurriedly flew over and nodded to several people. After some exchanges, the eyes of several people were full of shock. They all looked at the young man. Some were happy and some were worried.
The two of them walked forward with joy, clasped their fists and saluted Chen Xuan, and said hello: "Pavilion Master Chen, please forgive us for being late."
Several others exclaimed: "It's actually the third cultivator of the soul body. It seems we have to re-examine the cooperative relationship..."
A group of people wearing masks and black clothes appeared outside the battlefield. The leader glanced at the battle situation, smiled slightly, and turned away with the others.
The group of people who had been making noise had long since disappeared, and no one knew their whereabouts in the chaos of the war.
Ji Rushuang was in a trance and her body was weak. She looked at the woman beside her and said, "Sister Huanlian, I don't want to join. I want to go back first..."
The emperor stared at the figure, slowly stepped forward and said: "My little friend, you can come to the imperial city to sit down when you are free someday..."
Yanliang nodded, cupped his fists and said, "I'll go and bother you when I have time..."
Everyone quickly left the Tiangong Sect. The once glorious sect became depressed after the first battle, and the mountain gate was in a mess.
Most of the people in Tianbao Pavilion left. Before leaving, they repeatedly told Yun'er to take "my uncle" home. The remaining few people found a place to talk.
Yun'er helped wipe away the blood stains. Not far away, a family looked at the three of them quietly, frowning a little. It was best to leave these matters to the three of them.
Yue'er helped Yan Liang deal with the wound again. There was no emotion on his face, and the atmosphere at the scene was a bit subtle.
After she finished dealing with it, she stood quietly beside him, staring at him with her big watery eyes, "Brother Yanliang, your silly girl has come to your door. What are you going to do?"
Yanliang's face was a little serious. He thought that he might not meet the other person again in this life, but fate had arranged it. Only he could understand the feeling.
He reached out and touched her face, and said slowly: "When you came back from the wild forest, do you still remember what I told you about the war?"
Yue'er's long eyelashes suddenly trembled, and she couldn't help but make a puff sound. She stepped forward and hugged his left arm tightly. She leaned forward and pressed her full warmth tightly against him.
The wild jungle is sparsely populated, and the leader has the obligation to provide for the tribe. Besides, she believes in the other person's feelings for her, so how can she get entangled in such a thing.
"No need to explain, I believe you, but according to the rules of our wild jungle, she must be a child..."
Yun'er took a deep look at her, smiled slightly, stepped forward and hugged his right arm, her small cherry mouth slowly opened, and said: "Sister Yue'er, then Yun'er will be a little girl..."
Yue'er's eyes slit Yanliang's eyes, and she said playfully: "You said she is a stupid girl, but I think she is not stupid anymore..."
Yanliang didn't know what to say at this time, so he could only smile awkwardly, but he was still quite happy in his heart. The word "fate" was really wonderful.
Yun'er blinked her big bright eyes and said with some seriousness: "Since I came back from the wild forest, I have realized my shortcomings and learned a lot, and I also feel that I am a little different..."
"Hehe, it seems that you have enjoyed the blessing of Brother Yanliang..."
The atmosphere among the few people talking gradually became more harmonious, and Yun'er's family members also relaxed their brows and found an opportunity to come over.
Yun'er let go of her arms, came to the middle, and formally introduced each other.
Her grandfather nodded slightly and said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for a few months, but I didn't expect to see each other here. It seems that it was all destined to happen."
Grandma stepped forward, touched her head, then looked at Yanliang and said, "When can I meet the elders in the family?"
Yun'er glanced at Yan Liang secretly and shrugged shyly, "Grandma..."
Yanliang suddenly thought of his mother, looked up at the sky, his face was full of sorrow, and said with some sadness: "My mother is hiding from the enemy and I don't know where she is..."
The atmosphere in the field suddenly became tense. Chen Xuan hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Mom, they are still young. Let them handle these matters themselves..."
"I was too hasty. Originally I just wanted to discuss it with the elders..." Han Xiu hurriedly explained.
Yue'er slowly stepped forward and said softly: "Grandma Han, don't worry, Uncle Shao will be here in a year and a half, and he will definitely meet you then..."
Yan Liang suddenly felt a terrifying fighting spirit, "Now the first step is to make my name famous as soon as possible..."
At this time, he bowed to Chen Xuan and said, "Uncle Xuan, I have decided to join Tianbao Pavilion. Please teach me the method of refining weapons..."
A strong spiritual energy lifted Yan Liang up, and he laughed and said: "Haha, good! Good! Good! Liang'er will enter my Tianbao Pavilion as the young master of the pavilion."
Chen Ji nodded, "Such a grand event must hold a grand entrance ceremony!"
"Then it will be held in three days."
After Chen Xuan finished speaking, he took out a brocade box. The brocade box was quite exquisite and elegant. Inside was a pair of yellow mini wings, which were full of aura and had obviously not been used for a long time.
"This is a pair of flying wings that I used in my early years. Now I can no longer use them. I can use them with you instead."
He glanced at Hu Yicheng and others who were waiting not far away, and looked at his daughter, "Yun'er, let's take a step first. After Liang'er has finished handling the matter, you can bring them to the clan."
At this moment, in the Tiangong Sect Square, Luo Cheng looked at the Eighth Prince and said through gritted teeth: "I imprison him in an underground furnace and let him suffer the high temperatures day and night until he dies of torture."
There was a sneer on the corner of the Eighth Prince's mouth, and he howled loudly as soon as he rolled his eyes, "It's Si Qi's mishandling. How can you take it out on me? I am of royal blood after all, how dare you..."
Everyone stared at him angrily. An elder stepped forward and slapped him to the ground. Several disciples dragged him towards the underground furnace in the back mountain.
"Your Tiangong Sect is no longer what it used to be. If you dare to ask for my life, my royal family will not let you go..."
