Nine suns stepping on the sky

Another figure came out of Shidian. He was tall and burly, wearing a pure black dragon robe. Although he had a smile on his face, it was more of an arrogant domineering man looking at the world!

Qing Yun frowned imperceptibly, then smiled, bowed his head and saluted, "So it's Brother Meng Tian."

"Sister Qingyun, I didn't look carefully in Huangquan Town. I haven't seen you for a few years. You are even more beautiful." Meng Tian laughed, "How about it, do you want to think about me? If you agree, I will report to the family immediately. Go to Qing's house to ask for marriage."

Qing Yun's smiling face was slightly stagnant, but she knew what kind of nature the person in front of her was, and she absolutely couldn't give him any hope, otherwise he might really do such an outrageous thing, she immediately looked serious, and said: "Brother Meng Tian should know, The marriage of you, me and others must be decided by the clan, and we have no chance to choose at all."

"It's just a joke, Qingyun, why are you nervous." Meng Tian laughed, "Come on, let's go in and talk."

Seeing that he simply left, Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, smiled wryly at Meng Qianqing, and the two followed behind.

Mo Yu lowered his head slightly, acting extremely mediocre, but his eyes were slightly cold at the moment.If it was Qingyun alone, he might not be completely sure, but when he met two Abi world talents one after another, the matter became beyond doubt.

Is it all for him?What a great deal!

That being the case, he accepted this great gift!

The interior of the stone hall is extremely empty, except for the thirteen stone chairs in the depths of the hall, there is nothing else.

The monks led by Meng Qianqing and Meng Tian are now quietly lined up on the left and right. Although there is no tension, the atmosphere is definitely not friendly.

After all, everyone knows that this is a real contest, and the winner will go one step further and become the real pride of heaven, with a bright future ahead!

Qingyun's eyes swept away, and he fell to the depths of the hall. On the thirteen stone chairs, his eyes suddenly shrank, showing a look of fear.

She took a breath, calmed down, turned around and said, "The two brothers are here this time, have you tried it?"

Meng Qianqing paused for a moment with a gentle smile on her face, then regained her composure, shook her head, and said honestly, "Don't dare."

Meng Tian's eyes were hot, his body straightened under the pure black python robe, and he said bitterly, "One day, I will surrender these thirteen broken chairs!"

"Qingyun, don't take risks anymore, sit down with us." Meng Qianqing said with a smile.

Qingyun stuck out his tongue, "Of course, the two elder brothers are not sure about giving it a try, so how dare the younger sister try to be brave."

Without her ordering, a monk from the Qing family quickly stepped forward and put down a purple jade chair beside the chairs of Meng Qianqing and Meng Tian.

The three of them sat down separately, chatted a few words casually, and behaved very casually, without any temptation or precaution.Those who don't know the facts may really think that they are very good friends.

Meng Tian glanced casually, paused for a moment on the three elders of the Qing family, and quickly fell behind, "Qing Yun, why did you bring these people here... Eh, why does this one look so familiar?"

Qing Yuan's delicate body was slightly stiff, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

Qingyun smiled slightly, "Brother Mengtian played with her back then, so of course he has some impressions." She turned around and said indifferently: "Qingyuan, after all, we just met each other. If we meet today, you don't plan to Shall I say hello?"

Qing Yuan was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head, "Qing Yuan, I have met Lord Meng Tian."

"Ah... I remembered, it turned out to be Miss Qingyuan." Meng Tian smiled, "I haven't seen you for many years, I can't remember it for a while, Miss Qingyuan, please don't be offended."

Meng Qianqing also nodded, "Brother Meng still has good eyesight, and I didn't realize that there is actually an old friend here."

He cupped his hands and said gently, "Qingyuan, long time no see, are you okay?"

Countless gazes of the temple gathered, and they were all surprised to see that this female cultivator in the realm of the gods had met the three prides of heaven.However, those quick-witted people thought of Qing Yuan and Qing Yun's names, and they vaguely guessed something, and their eyes became playful.

Qingyuan was a little embarrassed, "Thank you, Mr. Meng Qianqing, for your concern. I'm fine."

Meng Qianqing nodded and said no more.Back then, they were friends who became friends on an equal footing, but since the Qing family had made a choice, the difference in status between the two of them was a world apart, and it was impossible for them to have any more intersections.

At this moment, Meng Tian suddenly said, "Qingyun, I know it's difficult for you to marry me, so I'll change my target temporarily."

He raised his hand and pointed, "Qingyuan will be my concubine. Although the Meng family will not come to the door, I promise to show something."

"Ah!" Qing Yuan was startled, and stammered, "No... no..."

Meng Tian's expression turned cold, and he said indifferently: "Why not? Don't tell me you still think of yourself as the high-ranking Miss Qing family. It is your blessing that I have a crush on you."

He turned his head and smiled, "Qingyun, think about it, I'm very sincere." After speaking, he shook his head and sighed, "I can't marry you, but a daughter from a collateral line of the Qing family who is somewhat similar to you is also considered Let’s talk about comfort.”

Qingyun frowned slightly, as if hesitating, but glanced at Qingyuan, who was looking pitifully, from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help feeling a bit of disgust in his heart, and immediately smiled and said: "Since Brother Mengtian has spoken, my younger sister will naturally not refuse. Qingyuan , from now on, you will serve at the side of Big Brother Meng Tian."

While speaking, the woman's eyes flashed with a bright light, as long as she betrothed, Qing Yuan would no longer be a threat to her.

"No!" Qing Yuan's pretty face flushed with anger, "I still have a place in the Qing family tree, and I am still a direct descendant of the Qing family. My marriage must be decided by the clan elders and others. You...you didn't betroth me The right to get out!"

Qingyun raised his hand, and a purple-gold token appeared, with the shadows of countless floating clouds on it, which seemed to be constantly flying.

"With Qingyun Ziling in hand, my decision represents the will of the clan elders. Qingyuan, do you want to resist?"

Qing Yuan's face turned pale suddenly, he was dazed for a few breaths, and hurriedly raised his head to look at Meng Qianqing, hoping that he would miss his old love.

But at this moment, before Meng Qianqing could speak, Meng Tian said calmly: "This matter is a matter between Meng and Qing, I hope Brother Meng will not intervene."

Qingyun also smiled softly, "Brother Qianqing, Qingyuan lost the fight with me, this may or may not be a good home for her."

"This..." Meng Qianqing hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded, "Qingyuan, promise."

Qing Yuan's eyes suddenly dimmed, and deep despair gushed out. She has been careful and forbearing all these years, never making a single mistake, why is she still refusing to let her go?They are cousins ​​and sisters with almost the same blood, why should they kill her!

She wanted to cry out, but she didn't dare, because she was not alone, and she couldn't bring disaster to her relatives.

Qing Yuan lowered his head and bit his lip hard, traces of dark red blood slowly oozing out.

She accepted her fate...

At this moment, a warm palm suddenly patted her shoulder, and Mo Yu's plain voice sounded, "If you want to cry, just cry."

Stiffly raising his head, looking at his calm face, Qingyuan suddenly felt his eyes sore, and big drops of tears couldn't stop gushing out, sliding down his delicate cheeks.But even so, she still bit her lip tightly and didn't make a sound.

Glancing at the pain in her eyes, Mo Yu sighed, raised his hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, and naturally had no other thoughts.

"Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt you."

As soon as the voice fell, a sneer suddenly sounded.

"Protect her? What are you!"

Meng Tian had a cold face and sharp eyes.