Qing Ming

Millions of purple moonlights flapped their wings together, and the sound made people's ears numb.

"Qiankun, my sister asked you to be the Moonlight King for the last time today." Ziyue Jun raised his hand and slapped him twice, unknowingly, he changed his address from little sister to big sister...

The dense purple moonlight in the air split into two groups in response to the sound, and quickly changed shape above the two people's heads, and turned into two huge armchairs in a blink of an eye, spinning in the air and landing in front of the two people.

Liu Qiankun looked at the two big maroon chairs made of insects, showing hesitation, and thought to himself: Can this sit on people?

Ziyue Jun seemed to see the doubt in his heart, turned around, sat firmly on one of the big chairs, turned slightly to one side, and waved to Liu Qiankun with a smile.

"Don't worry, every Ziyue Mang here has the cultivation level equivalent to that of your cultivators when they were born, are you afraid that they will fall you?" Ziyue Jun said with a casual smile.

"What?" Liu Qiankun suddenly petrified, this insect the size of a sparrow actually has a cultivation level similar to his own, how can he prevent a huge wave from rising in his heart!

After hesitating for a long while, he finally gritted his teeth and sat on another chair. He didn't expect to sit on it softly. It felt more comfortable than sitting on a sofa. The purple moon light that made up the back trembled in waves, as if he was massaging his back. , A sense of numbness came, and he was so happy that he almost snorted.

Zi Yuejun smiled slightly, and said softly: "Little ones, go back to the palace." Two big chairs rose into the air and flew slowly into the air.

The distance between the two chairs was less than a foot, and they were almost walking side by side. Although they were flying in the air, they did not have the slightest turmoil, which made Liu Qiankun amazed.

Ziyuemang seems to be flying very slowly, but in fact it is extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, it flies up to hundreds of feet into the sky, overlooking the vast grassland under its feet, only a piece of darkness remains.

Strange to say, the higher the flight, the thicker and purer the aura in the air, wisps of aura circulate in the lungs between breaths, and the whole body feels light and uncomfortable.

"Sister Ziyue, I don't know how far away your home is. I'm afraid that if you go up, you will be close to the moon!" Liu Qiankun couldn't help joking as he looked at the increasingly clear Ziyue Moon.

Ziyue Jun nodded and said with a smile: "Sister's palace is in the moon!" She was very happy tonight, laughing several times more than the sum of millions of years.

"Isn't it?" Liu Qiankun was struck by lightning again, and he raised his head stupidly to stare at the disc-like purple moon.

"If she doesn't live on the moon, can my sister be called Ziyue-jun?" Ziyue-jun covered her mouth and smiled, that charming expression is enough to make ninety percent of normal men's hearts flutter.

However, Liu Qiankun had a special resistance to beauties, so he just nodded slightly and then slowly closed his eyes.

Zi Yuejun originally had something to ask in his heart, but seeing him like this, he had no choice but to give up.

After flying for about half an hour, the purple full moon was very close at hand. It was clearly a purple ball suspended in mid-air with a radius of hundreds of feet. The surface was as smooth as a mirror, but there was no gap. .

Ziyue Jun leaned on the chair, stretched out a jade finger towards the ball, and only heard a crackling sound. A ten-foot-square doorway appeared on the surface of the ball, and the scenery inside jumped into it. In front of my eyes, there are rows of majestic pagoda-shaped buildings, each building is divided into hundreds of floors, and each floor is surrounded by rows of small holes, which look like huge beehives from a distance.

"No wonder you are called Ziyue Jun, so you are the king in Ziyue!" Liu Qiankun suddenly realized that he really didn't dare to compliment these buildings.

Ziyue Jun smiled sweetly, floated up from the seat, and Miaoman shot into the ball like a fairy.Liu Qiankun immediately left his seat and followed Zi Yuejun.

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The purple moon lights that had been condensed into chairs spread out in vain, and one by one flew into those small holes. It turns out that these honeycomb-shaped buildings are their shelters.

There are two temple-style buildings in the south, which are simple and solemn, but they are very similar to the Ice Empire Palace. This place is far away from the beehives, or it can be said that those beehives have become layers of natural barriers.

Lord Ziyue led Liu Qiankun into a palace, there was neither half of the guards in front of the palace, nor a palace lady to greet him, so it seemed deserted.

The palace is extravagant, with carved beams and painted buildings, and all kinds of rare treasures are dotted in it, each of which is unique, and the flashing light is very dazzling.

The dense spiritual energy is constantly surging in the hall, which is more than a hundred times more abundant than the outside, and the whole person feels a sense of joy in it, as if every cell has become extremely active.

"Why, my sister's Zimang Palace is okay!" Zi Yuejun stared at the dull Liu Qiankun with a smile on his face.

"It's more than possible, it's like a fairyland..." Liu Qiankun's voice was like a dream, and his eyes kept looking at the various ornaments randomly hanging around the hall.

"No matter where you stay for millions of years, I'm afraid it will become boring..." There was a hint of bitterness in Zi Yuejun's eyes.

Liu Qiankun nodded in agreement, but his eyes could not be removed from the several weapons hanging on the palace walls on both sides.

They were three swords with different lengths, but each scabbard emitted a layer of faintly visible streamer in different colors, which was an irresistible temptation for him who mainly used swords.

Especially when Qingmingjian is not by his side, he is like a big cat without claws and claws without a weapon in his hand. In this world where the strong are like clouds, perhaps it is a kind of flattery to compare himself to a cat!

How could Zi Yuejun fail to see Liu Qiankun's thoughts, she slightly covered her mouth with her hands and let out two light coughs.

"Ahem! Brother, have you taken a fancy to these fairy artifacts? If you want to, just take them. It's just a useless decoration for me!"

"What?" Liu Qiankun turned his head abruptly, his eyes full of astonishment.

Immortal artifacts are just useless decorations?Can you give it away at will?Liu Qiankun felt a little uneasy in his heart, because he didn't believe that his character would be so good, sometimes too much enthusiasm would make people confused.

"Why? Don't you believe me?" Ziyue Jun'e frowned, with a sullen look on her face.

Liu Qiankun was startled, stepped forward and cupped his hands, and said seriously: "Sister Ziyue, you won't be rewarded for nothing, such a generous gift is absolutely unacceptable to Qiankun."

Seeing Liu Qiankun's serious appearance, Ziyue Jun couldn't help laughing again, the smile was like a hundred flowers blooming, which made people's minds flutter.

"This is something left by my sister who killed a few spirit immortals at random in the early years. Let's treat it as a few playthings!" Ziyue Jun said without saying anything, and the three fairy swords floated up, and slowly moved towards her. Floating palms.

The three celestial swords floated to a foot in front of Liu Qiankun and stopped, just suspended in the air, looking at the celestial weapon within reach, he hesitated again.

"Hey! Sister really needs your help..." Ziyue Jun sighed slightly, and two sparkles flashed in his autumn-like eyes.

(Updates are here. It’s true that there have been a lot of things recently, and the updates have been a little bit less, but they haven’t been interrupted for a day. Xinghui doesn’t want to explain more about the reasons. I can only say that now I have squeezed out the time for the next chapter. Sigh! Please ask for ticket collection, next week resume two chapters a day, thank you! After all, the end of the year is approaching, I can’t not save some money for the New Year! I’m not so stupid as to hope that there are no manuscript fees)