Her eyebrows were very calm from beginning to end, as if describing a story that had nothing to do with her.
"Twenty years ago, you were the one who personally extracted the ninety-nine-nine-eighty-one phoenix feathers from me. He made an appointment with me for three lives, but it was also you who turned his head and married someone else. I don’t want to talk about the entanglement. , Since I have chosen to forget, I have made the plan to never look back. The God of Glazed Light just heard about it. I am already the wife of Cui Pan in the underworld, and I have become a person in the underworld. Go back to the nine heavens with you, I’m afraid it’s inappropriate Right?"
Cui Pan's eyes were bright, he was ecstatic, "Xi Xi, you take it seriously—"
Yan Xi raised his hand and stopped the rest of his words. Continued: "The God of Glazed Light, you have never been a self-deceiving temperament. How many female fairies adore you in the Nine Heavens. In the past twenty years, Princess Qingyun has worn the Xia Lin made from Feng Yu picked from me. Have you entered the Bize Palace?"
"I don't have any, Feng Xi, go back with me first, and I will explain it to you!" Liuguang couldn't think of it, he made a vow from beginning to end, but wanted to believe that Feng Xi had a deep affection for him, and when he saw him, he would definitely be indifferent. He hesitantly chose to go back with him.
But it didn't happen.
She changed, and in her clear eyes, she could no longer find the little bit of love and nostalgia for him.
Cang Anzhong wanted to grab her by the hand. Cui Pan's eyes were quick, and he rushed up and put the duck in his arms, "Liuguang, this is the netherworld, please respect it! Otherwise, the ones I raised eat rot. The spirit dogs who grew up with corpse meat, surely wouldn’t mind a taste of the fairy’s meat, what it’s like!"
"Fish--"
The golden light in Liuguang's eyes flashed, and his vengeance rose suddenly, and when he met Cui Pan's line of sight, the yin wind suddenly rose around him, and his whole body was filled with immortality.
One black and one white, swords drawn, war is on the verge of breaking out.
I don't know who moved the hand first. Glazed Light summoned his fairy weapon Kunlun Sword, and Cui Pan offered his long whip, but in a blink of an eye, a hundred and eighty strokes were passed.
The masters do not have to spend a lot of time. Yan Xi hadn't seen the movements of the two clearly, and the sharp wind blade rolled up her skirts, only to see that both of them were wrapped in a thick black mist and white fairy air, and they couldn't really see it.
Suddenly, the two evoked a blow from the whole body. In an instant, the ghost slave lamps in the hall exploded, and the giant pillars surrounded by the few people also cracked. The two flew out at the same time, and fell to the ground embarrassedly, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Yan Xi's pupils tightened, and the glazed light not far away looked at her sadly, his pale lips were dazzling with blood, and the white brocade robe, which was slender and clean at all times, was cut apart by the whip, almost turned into rags.
Her footsteps moved slightly, and Cui Pan's chest pain was almost heartbreaking. He gritted his teeth, his nails deeply embedded in his palm, he was waiting, waiting for a choice.
"Xi..." Liuguang stretched out his hand slightly, trembling weakly.
Yan Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips were pursed, and she suddenly turned her head without hesitation, ran to Cui Pan, tremblingly stretched out his hand to wipe the blood stains on his lips, and asked softly, "Cui Pan, how are you? I'll show you Ghost doctor, hold on a little!"
There was joy in Cui Pan's eyes, but his face was exhausted, almost to the point of dispersing his soul. Weakly nodded and was supported by Wuxi.
The dark hatred that Liuguang saw, Cui Pan and his cultivation base were similar, and the two lost both. Except for the appearance of weakness, there was no major problem at all!
He was no longer calm and calm, gritted his teeth and stood up, "Oh!"