The goddess of the goddess

Chapter 613 Who Got the Trap 2
At the moment when the breath disappeared, sitting cross-legged in the prison, the old man with white hair and youthful face suddenly twitched his brows, as if he had sensed it, but then he opened his face and continued to meditate intently, as if the breath fluctuation just now was an illusion.

As expected, Bai Jian, the patriarch of the Bai family, was personally guarding the town!

Knowing that he didn't leak his breath, Kaishan Mengjun, who was hidden in the breath-avoiding bead, heaved a sigh of relief, and looked to the other side of the dungeon with probing eyes. There was also a person who was meditating like Bai Jian, the ancestor of the Bai family. , and it seems that Shen Qin is in a certain wonderful realm, ignorant of everything in the outside world.

Kaishan Mengjun turned his head and took a deep look at Bai Jian who was also meditating, and suddenly understood why Bai Jian was so nervous about this little girl, and even couldn't leave her.

Seeing that her bone age is no more than [-] years old, if she grew up in the upper three realms, she would be just a little girl, but with her current appearance, it is obvious that she did not grow up in the upper three realms.The strangest thing is that with his cultivation base, he can't see through this little girl's cultivation base. This is the first time in tens of thousands of years.

This little girl must have something extraordinary, and she will also be quite amazing, otherwise, how could Bai Jian, an old guy, give up not being in charge during the rise of the Bai family, but guarding this little girl and never leaving her? ?

Although Kaishan Mangniu clan is not very smart, but who is Kaishan Mengjun?The Patriarch of the Kaishan Mangniu Clan!Even if the brain is not brighter than others, it can still grasp the key points.

Now that's how he took this little girl away.

But when he thought that the person facing him was the most cunning member of the Bai family, Kaishan Mengjun lost confidence, thinking viciously in his heart, that brat in his family would really find him something to do, how could his brains be better than that? That old fox Bai Jian?But on the other hand, he is very proud. His son has much more vision than him, but he doesn't know how he knew her, and he was so impressed by her little girl.

Kaishan Mengjun thought for a long time and felt too tired to use his brain. He hummed and chirped for a long time but couldn't pay attention, so he simply imitated the two of them and meditated, but he didn't believe it. Could it be that they still don't eat or drink.

The dungeon was extremely quiet, but the ground was so lively that it seemed to break through the sky.

A set of firecrackers as thick as a millstone was fired one by one, and the Bai family mansion was full of guests, and there were no empty seats. The lively atmosphere almost spread to the cold underground prison.

The scorching sun was in the sky, and the scorching sun gradually climbed up to the sky, and at noon, the auspicious hour was getting closer.

However, apart from the dungeon, there was another place that was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

This is a room with an area of ​​at least [-] square meters. Although there are many servants coming and going at the door, all of them are tense. Even the Bai family members have all restrained their voices and breath, not daring to let out the atmosphere. Nuo big room It was as if there was no one there.

"Patriarch, the auspicious time is coming soon, this..." A middle-aged man also dressed in a joyful robe anxiously glanced at the door and kneeling at the door. He glanced at the monstrous man sitting at the table with a face so cold that he was about to freeze, and then quickly looked away, his heart was shaken.

This man's aristocratic yet domineering peerless appearance, just sitting there doing nothing is imposing, his pair of phoenix eyes are indifferent like ancient deep pools, deep like seas, completely inaccessible.Clearly not something in the pool.

He is afraid that he is from a certain big family, and his status is definitely not low. If they force him to marry Bai Yu like this, it will be done by then, but in the future...

Bai Yi looked at the sky and was a little anxious, but resisted not showing it. After thinking for a while, he looked at the young man who didn't eat soft and hard, didn't eat oil and salt, and had an astonishing aura even when he was injured. After making up his mind, his calm face was a bit ugly, and he ordered in a deep voice, "Go and invite the elders!"

The middle-aged man trembled when he heard it, and his complexion became even uglier. The Patriarch wanted to deal with this seriously injured man with iron blood, and he was not allowed to recover from his injuries!
He could imagine that, with several elders attacking together, this man's injury may not be healed in his life. For a cultivator with extraordinary talent and promising future, it is like breaking his ability to soar in the sky. wing!

What would happen if the eagle fighting against the sky lost its life-like wings?The middle-aged man didn't dare to think deeply, and didn't dare to stay for a while, so he took his orders and hurried out.

It was only a quarter of an hour before noon, and the tense minds of those who knew the inside story in the White House became more and more tense, until two elders with mixed blue and white hair appeared at the station full of people, each carrying a tall and thin man in a red robe. The bead curtain in the guest's lobby sat down and found that he was unconscious, so he relieved his tense mind and hurriedly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"The auspicious time has come, invite newcomers!" The ceremony officer sang loudly.

The deafening firecrackers sounded again, one after another, without stopping.

From another promenade, a group of people wearing different but equally festive colorful dresses appeared in front of the crowd, surrounded by a woman in a wedding dress with a red hijab. The Patriarch of the Bai Family, Bai Yi, congratulated him.

On the other side, the man in red, who was supported by two elders and slowly walked out, also appeared in front of everyone at this time.

The guests who had never seen the future son-in-law of the Bai family hurriedly stopped and looked over there. The sight actually made everyone gasp, feeling that even under the scorching sun, the severe cold all over their bodies could not be dispelled. go.

The man in red who was originally in a coma and was supported by two elders suddenly opened his eyes. He opened those phoenix eyes that chilled everyone's hearts. The calmness made people feel like they were in the midst of a violent tornado. eyes.

Under the thunder and lightning, under the silent oppression, everyone was shocked, fear gradually spread among the guests, some couldn't bear it and fell to the ground on the spot, their eyes were terrified.

A person, how could he have such a gaze, as if just one glance could make you fall into the cold hell!
The lively scene came to an abrupt end, only those firecrackers were going off again and again, and finally they didn't dare to make another sound, as if someone had strangled their necks and couldn't make a sound.

Bai Yi stood up abruptly, her cold face was not even half happy, she didn't even look at the ceremony officer lying on the ground, and instead of the ceremony officer, she shouted loudly, "Newcomers come forward!"

In the quiet dungeon, the breath visible to the naked eye drifted away, and soon condensed into clumps of mist, which was clean and transparent, and the smell was extremely comfortable.

Sensing the strangeness, Kaishan Mengjun suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the corner of the dungeon, but this glance made him feel suffocated for the first time.

　The Lantern Festival is over, and the Spring Festival is over. There is only one-sixth of the time left in 2018. From 15 years ago to now, it has been more than two years. It's a bit expected, from one change per day to one change every two days.sweat
　　The originally estimated 170 million words, unknowingly, less than 70 words are left. The next two chapters (the last chapter on the Three Realms, and the last chapter is temporarily kept secret) will divide up the remaining words, and there may be more.

　　The first time I wrote it, I wrote it entirely according to my preferences. I gradually noticed many places that were not rigorous and logically scattered. I worked hard to change it, and tried my best to make the next two articles think as much as possible, and create a character with a fuller image. The plot should also be rich and colorful.

　　Thank you for your unwavering support for the gods. I wish you all good health, peace and happiness, and work hard in the Year of the Dog. Don’t let yourself after many years want to go back and beat yourself π_π
　　
　
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