Outside Fusheng City, Yu Qiong stared blankly at the ice phoenix that was quickly moving away.
"Sister, are you really in love with the young master?" After pondering for a while, Yu Yan asked.
Yu Qiong came back to her senses and shook her head slightly, her expression a bit complicated.
Gently holding Yuqiong's arm, Yuyan sighed softly, hesitated slightly, and said again: "If you are unwilling, just go, the chamber of commerce will have me, it will be fine."
Yuqiong's eyes fluctuated a bit, and there was a hint of struggle.
Still looking at the direction Bing Chen left, after a while, Yu Qiong sighed and said, "Let's summon father."
"Call father?" Yuyan asked.
Yuqiong turned to look at Yuyan, nodded, and hummed softly.
After thinking for a moment, Yuyan showed a slight smile, and she also hummed, and said: "It's time to tell my father. Our sisters have reconciled as before, and my father no longer needs to worry about us."
Yuqiong's eyes showed a soft color.
Looking at the direction Bingchen was leaving again, Yu Qiong said: "Let's go."
Yuyan hummed, took Yuqiong's arm, and the two of them headed towards the city.
On top of the ice phoenix, as Bing Chen waved his hand, a figure appeared beside him.
It was Xuan Ying.
"Master." Xuan Ying bowed in greeting.
Bingchen hummed and looked at Xuan Ying, his eyes full of softness.
After looking around, Xuan Ying asked: "Master has left the sect?"
"Send Yuqiong and Yuyan to Fusheng City," Bingchen said.
Xuan Ying hummed softly.
After thinking for a moment, Xuan Ying waved her hand, and a jade table appeared in front of her, and Hao Ran had several tea sets on it.
"Master, please sit down," Xuan Ying said.
A slight smile appeared on Bingchen's lips, and he sat at the edge of the jade table. After pondering for a moment and thinking, the speed of Bingfeng's flight was obviously slower.
Xuan Ying pursed her lips slightly, sat next to Bing Chen, and used Dao fire to warm her spirit tea.
"Master, before, Kong Qiong looked for a disciple." Xuan Ying said suddenly.
"What did he say to you?" Bing Chen asked.
Xuan Ying shook her head and said: "I didn't say anything. I just asked the disciple to tell the master that he also wants to break through."
Bingchen frowned slightly.
Seeing this, Xuan Ying hesitated for a moment and asked softly: "Kong Qiong, haven't you suppressed it enough?"
Bingchen shook his head and said: "It's not not enough, I just want him to practice for a little longer."
Xuan Ying showed a bit of confusion.
Seeing this, Bing Chen looked at Xuan Ying with soft eyes and said softly: "Do you know why I dare to force you to initiate initiation, and now let you break through?"
Xuan Ying shook her head, and at the same time poured some spiritual tea for Bing Chen, and asked, "Master, please clarify my doubts."
Bingchen smiled slightly, served the spiritual tea, took a sip, and said: "Actually, at that time, I was not completely sure, but I just made a decision in my heart. No matter what, I will let you 39 Prove God beyond the calamity of heaven.”
Xuan Ying's eyes changed slightly.
Although Bing Chen didn't make it obvious, how could Xuan Ying not know what Bing Chen had not finished saying.
Although he was not completely sure that he would become a god during the three-nine heavenly tribulations, he was ready to pay the price. Just like he had done before, he would force himself to cope with the tribulation, and would rather suffer the backlash of the tribulation.
Although Xuan Ying didn't know exactly what Bing Chen would do, she had already guessed the general situation.
Thinking of this, Xuan Ying's eyes showed a bit of gratitude and emotion.
"Master!" Xuan Ying called softly.
Bingchen smiled softly at the corner of his mouth and said: "But it's beyond my expectation. You are not only suffering from the Thirty-Ninth Catastrophe, but also the Thirty-third Heavenly Execution Catastrophe. I was a bit clumsy and underestimated you before. "
Xuan Ying shook her head and said softly: "If the master had not initiated the disciple and sealed the power in the disciple at all costs, how could the disciple have summoned the ancestral Dharma, let alone the thirty-third level of heavenly tribulation."
Bingchen shook his head and smiled slightly, but did not dwell on this matter any longer. Instead, he said: "Kong Qiong, if we break through now, the second nine catastrophes are somewhat possible, but the third nine catastrophes are almost impossible. possible."
Xuan Ying's eyes changed a bit.
"He has good qualifications. I don't want to waste it as a teacher, nor do I want him to have regrets in the future. I originally planned to let him use the Chaos Jade Lotus to settle in the place where our floating world originated. If I can Let his spiritual roots complete the transformation, and the three-nine calamities should not be a problem." Bing Chen then added.
Xuan Ying hummed softly and said softly: "Master has worked hard, I think Kong Qiong will understand, and the disciple will tell Kong Qiong later."
Bingchen shook his head and said: "No need, ??????????????? Originally, I planned to talk to him about this matter soon, and I will go by myself later."
Xuan Ying hummed softly again, showing a gentle smile.
Not long after, Bingchen and Xuanying returned to Fusheng Sect.
As soon as Shi returned to his spiritual peak, Bingchen handed the Kunyu Pearl to Xuan Ying and then entered it.
Among the mountains, there is the spiritual peak where Qianzheyue is located.
As soon as Bing Chen appeared, Qian Zheyue suddenly felt something on another spiritual peak not far away. He glanced at Bing Chen's place, pondered for a moment, and then teleported to come to Bing Chen.
"Zheyue." Bingchen greeted with a slight smile on his face.
Qian Zheyue gave Bing Chen a lukewarm look, then turned around and asked, "What do you want from me?"
Bingchen felt inexplicably embarrassed and asked carefully: "Are you still angry?"
Qian Zheyue frowned slightly and said, "Why should I be angry?"
Bingchen touched his nose awkwardly.
"Say something quickly." Qian Zheyue then said.
Looking at Qian Zheyue's back and seeing that she didn't want to talk too much with him, Bingchen didn't talk anymore. Then he looked at the figure on the spiritual peak where Qian Zheyue was before and asked: "Kong Qiong, how is your bloodline?"
Looking up, Qian Zheyue shook his head slightly.
Seeing this, Bing Chen sighed lightly.
After a slight hesitation, Qian Zheyue turned to look at Bing Chen and said: "There are thousands of races in all the worlds. Even some powerful races will hardly have a junior who can summon the dharma of their ancestors in tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years. . And in this lower world, it is even more impossible. It is a great blessing for heaven and earth to have a mysterious sound appear."
Bingchen nodded and said, "Thank you very much."
Qian Zheyue showed a bit of disdain in her eyes.
The two of them looked at each other, and facing Qian Zheyue's gaze, Bing Chen felt inexplicably guilty and angry.
After hesitating for a while, Bing Chen felt that it was still necessary to explain, and then said: "Zheyue, I think you may have some misunderstandings about me."
A cold look flashed in Qian Zheyue's eyes, and then she turned around again and said, "You don't need to explain. What you want to ask has already been asked. You can go wherever you should go."
Bing Chen felt embarrassed and a little annoyed. He hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand, and a light curtain enveloped the entire spiritual peak.
Qian Zheyue frowned, and the next moment her expression changed, but Bing Chen suddenly hugged her from behind.
Shen Yuan immediately shook, and Bing Chen groaned, almost being knocked away.
"Zheyue, listen to me." Bingchen said quickly.
"Let go!" Qian Zheyue said coldly.
"Let me go after what I say." Bing Chen said.
Qian Zheyue snorted coldly, and wanted to bombard Bing Chen with her power again, but Bing Chen pressed her on her waist, confining most of her power in one fell swoop.
Qian Zheyue's expression changed and she shouted: "Let me go!"
Bingchen forcibly turned Qian Zheyue around, letting her look at him, and said, "Calm down, I just don't want you to misunderstand me all the time."
Qian Zheyue sneered at the corner of her mouth and said, "There is nothing to misunderstand. I am not in the mood to be angry with you."
Bing Chen looked a little embarrassed.
Regardless of whether Qian Zheyue was willing to listen or not, Bingchen said to himself: "That day, I was affected by the evil sword and evil thoughts, and my mind was disturbed, so I took Ying'er... But nothing happened to us. , her blood pressure restrained the evil knife's influence on me, we didn't..."
Qian Zheyue stared at Bing Chen with cold eyes.
Seeing that look, Bing Chen felt indescribably embarrassed and guilty, feeling like he had faced Bing Yuexi before.
"Finished?" Qian Zheyue asked.
Bingchen hummed.
"When you're done, let me go and get out!" Qian Zheyue said coldly.
Bingchen's mouth twitched.
"Zheyue, don't you want..."
Bingchen wanted to beg Qian Zheyue not to be angry again, but before he finished speaking, he stopped again, gritted his teeth, and suddenly picked up Qian Zheyue.
When Qian Zheyue saw this, her expression immediately changed and she said angrily: "Let me go, what are you going to do!"
Bingchen ignored it, hugged Qian Zheyue, and walked towards her attic.
Sensing Bingchen's intention, Qian Zheyue suddenly became nervous, her expression even more angry, and she kept struggling.
However, with her power blocked and being held by Bing Chen like a princess, Qian Zheyue was unable to resist at all.
Not long after, Qian Zheyue's boudoir.
As soon as he stepped into the room, Qian Zheyue's eyes clearly showed some nervousness, and he quickly said: "Bingchen, if you dare to mess around, I will never let you go!"
Bing Chen still ignored him, and with a wave of his divine energy, the door closed, and he carried Qian Zheyue and came to the side of his fragrant bed.
Gently placing Qian Zheyue on the bed, Bingchen sat next to her and said, "Zheyue, we haven't communicated well in a few days. I think there is some gap."
Qian Zheyue snorted lightly and turned her head away.
Bingchen suddenly stretched out his hand, gently stroked the hair beside Qian Zheyue's ear, and said softly: "I don't want to be separated from you, and I don't want you to have any misunderstandings about me. Zheyue, you should know my feelings for you. .”
Qian Zheyue's cheeks turned slightly red, but she didn't answer or look at Bing Chen.
"Don't be angry." Bing Chen then said.
Qian Zheyue snorted again and said, "Why do you make me angry?"
Hearing this, Bing Chen sighed softly.
The fingers gently touched Qian Zheyue's cheek, causing Qian Zheyue to tremble slightly and said quickly: "Don't touch me!"
Bing Chen ignored it, looked at Qian Zheyue's beautiful face, caressed her delicate and smooth cheeks, and showed a somewhat unclear smile.
Suddenly, Bing Chen slowly lowered his head and approached Qian Zheyue's slightly red face.
...
