Ninth Demon Lord

Chapter 1523 Marriage
Feng Ting smiled lightly and said, "It's easy to hide in such a big city."

The white-haired god said: "There is our foothold in the city."

"Then go to the foothold of the senior." Feng Ting originally planned to find another place to live, but seeing the grandeur of the city, he felt that he didn't need to be so careful.

Everyone carefully touched the Mishensha in their arms, and continued to approach Zhongjun City quietly.

When it was a hundred miles away from Zhongjun City, everyone landed on the ground, came out of the forest, merged into the vast sea of ​​people and cars, and walked towards Zhongjun City.

Entering the gate of Zhongjun City is considered to have entered Zhongjun City.

The hundred miles outside the city gate can actually be regarded as Zhongjun City.

Ubiquitous shops, ubiquitous sea of ​​people and traffic, so everything can cover everyone's figure.

All the people walking in the sea of ​​traffic were ordinary people in the Upper God Realm.

There are still hundreds of miles away from the city gate, and it will take almost a day to walk like this step by step.

The white-haired god looked at Feng Ting and saw that he didn't seem to be in a hurry, so he didn't say anything.

Seeing that Master listened to Feng Ting in everything, Guangzhi and Guangpu felt very uncomfortable, but they didn't dare to say anything.

After walking for more than ten miles, a car and horse dealership appeared in front of him.

Feng Ting stopped in his tracks, and the white-haired god immediately asked Guangzhi to rent a car.

Guangzhi soon rented two luxury carriages, one for Feng Ting and others, and one for their master and apprentice.

Once in the car, the speed is fast.

Two hours later, the carriage entered the city.

The city is full of traffic and people. This is the most prosperous city, and this is the place where there are many people.

The speed of the carriage had to be slowed down.

If there is nothing important, you can enjoy the scenery of Zhongjun City.

But at this moment, everyone's hearts can't relax, and they don't have the mind to appreciate the scenery.

After a few more hours, the carriage arrived outside a large courtyard.

This is one of the footholds of the white-haired deity. The yard is very large, divided into a front yard and a back yard, and there is also a garden.

Everyone got out of the car, sent the carriage away, and walked into the yard.

There are servants and guards in the yard.

Of course, these servants and guards are ordinary people, and their responsibility is to take care of the yard.For the owner of the yard, they only know that they are merchants.

The white-haired god and others live in the front yard, while Feng Ting and others live in the back yard.

After everything settled down, Yan Xi and others came to Feng Ting, wanting to ask Feng Ting what to do next.

Feng Ting told everyone, don't be in a hurry, wait for the news from the white-haired god.He told everyone to rest.

Because of the small golden box on their bodies, everyone's meridians, dantian, and limbs were aching, and they all wanted to take a rest.

Feng Ting finally told everyone that rest is rest, but don't forget to practice.

Although Feng Ting didn't say it clearly, everyone felt that Feng Ting didn't just talk about it.Let everyone practice, it should be related to that little golden box.

Everyone has a lot of doubts in their hearts, but now is not the time to get to the bottom of it, so they all went back to their rooms to rest.

Feng Ting also sat down quietly, and slowly closed his eyes.

Because of the veil on his body, outsiders cannot perceive the power fluctuations on his body, and the courtyard is very quiet, so he can practice with peace of mind.

After more than ten hours, the white-haired god came back and reported the news to Guangzhi.

Guangzhi immediately reported to Master.

The white-haired god came to the door of Feng Ting's room. He didn't knock on the door, but stood at the door and waited.

Feng Ting didn't keep the white-haired god waiting for a long time, so he immediately opened the door and invited the white-haired god to enter.

The two sat down, and the white-haired god looked at Feng Ting, and said calmly: "There is indeed a happy event in the Zhongjun Shrine."

Feng Ting's face froze, feeling very bad.

The white-haired deity continued: "In another three months, the Baihou deity of the Zhongjun Shrine will get married, and the bride will also be a deity called Blood Shadow."

Feng Ting frowned, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes instantly.

The white-haired god looked at Feng Ting, and said apologetically, "The blood shadow must be your friend."

"En." Feng Ting nodded slightly.

The white-haired god continued: "If I had found her earlier, maybe we wouldn't be so embarrassed."

Feng Ting looked at the white-haired god, and comforted him: "The blood shadow should have been in Zhongjun Shrine long ago, so even if senior finds it, it won't change anything."

The white-haired god looked at Feng Ting, and said slowly: "Can you tell your story now?"

Feng Ting hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "Let's talk about this later."

"Okay." The white-haired god was not displeased at all.

Feng Ting paused for a while and said, "Senior, do you have any information about the Lord Baihou?"

The white-haired deity said solemnly: "The Baihou deity is a descendant of the Baijie deity. He has a high status in the Zhongjun Shrine, and he is the top five deities in the Zhongjun Shrine."

"Is this Baihou deity a native deity or a foreign deity?" Feng Ting asked.

The white-haired deity shook his head and said, "He was born in the Upper God Realm and is an original deity."

"Then his ancestral Baijie deity is a foreign deity or a native deity?" Feng Ting asked.

The white-haired deity shook his head slightly, and said slowly: "The Baijie deity is the first deity in the Upper God Realm, and the founding deity of the Zhongjun Shrine. He didn't say whether he was born in the Upper God Realm, or whether he came from the God Realm. Come, so no one knows."

"The Lord of the White Realm is the first Lord of God in the Upper God Realm?" Feng Ting was surprised.

"As far as I know, yes." The white-haired god said.

"How long has he been gone?" Feng Ting asked.

"Tens of thousands of years." The white-haired deity replied.

Feng Ting looked at the white-haired deity, and suddenly asked, "Did he fall in the melee of the four great palaces?"

It seemed difficult for the white-haired deity to answer this question. He hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "The white-haired deity fell before the great melee in the four great palaces."

"The one who quelled the melee in the Four Great Shrines was Chao Hengzhou, the current Palace Master of Zhongjun Shrine?" Feng Ting asked.

The white-haired deity smiled slightly, and said slowly: "Chao Hengzhou was not the Palace Master of Zhongjun Shrine at that time, but after quelling the melee of the Four Great Shrines, his prestige was invincible, so he naturally succeeded as Palace Master."

Feng Ting looked into the eyes of the white-haired god and said, "Is Chao Hengzhou a disciple of the white-haired god?"

"It's a friend." The white-haired deity said.

"Then is Chao Hengzhou a foreign deity or a native deity?" Feng Ting asked.

"He should be from the realm of the gods." The white-haired god said.

Feng Ting nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "This Chao Hengzhou God Venerable has been in the Upper God Realm for a long time?"

"Yes, it must have been millions of years." The white-haired deity said.

"So long?" Feng Ting really didn't expect it.

The white-haired god said with a calm smile: "It's just that the legend has been there for millions of years. No one knows how long."

Feng Ting looked at the white-haired deity, pondered for a moment, and said, "How is the character of this Chao Hengzhou deity?"

The white-haired god looked at Feng Ting and smiled slightly: "Since you have already guessed it, don't ask any more."

Feng Ting also smiled slightly, and said, "Okay, I won't ask any more."

The white-haired deity looked at Feng Ting, changed the subject, and said, "It seems that everything you guessed before was correct. Those deities in Donghao Shrine went to search for us, not to kill us at all, but to kill us. It is to deliver a letter to us. This is enough to show that the other party is waiting for you to find your friend at this moment, how do you plan to deal with it?"

Feng Ting shook his head slightly, and said, "To be honest, I haven't figured out how to deal with it yet."

"Stealing marriage is definitely not allowed." The white-haired deity blocked Feng Ting's way.

"I know." Feng Ting nodded lightly.

"But if you still don't think of a better way in the end, you will still go to snatch the marriage." The white-haired god said with a smile.

"Yes." Feng Ting gave the white-haired god an affirmative answer.

The white-haired god said with a smile: "Although I know it's not feasible, I will still grab it with you."

Feng Ting smiled and said: "Although I need the support of my seniors, if I know that I will die, I will not let my seniors accompany me to snatch a marriage."

The white-haired deity laughed loudly and said, "I will die with you without hesitation."

When Feng Ting heard this, his face froze slightly, and then he smiled and said: "Senior, do you really have such a deep friendship?"

"Yes." The white-haired god nodded respectfully, and there was a slight exclamation and solemnity in his eyes.

Feng Ting looked at the white-haired god, and said with a smile: "But I still won't let senior accompany me to die."

"We still have three months, I believe you can think of a way without going to death." The white-haired god said with a smile.

Feng Ting nodded and said, "I also hope that senior can help me think about it."

"Okay." The white-haired deity nodded in agreement.

Although the topic was heavy, the expressions of the two of them were not too heavy, and they could both face it calmly.

After talking about the business, the white-haired god got up and left.

Yanxi, Li Wan, Huai Yuzhu, Li Hongxiu, and Xiao Ning walked into the room immediately.

Everyone has heard the conversation between the two, and they all know what happened, and their expressions are a little dignified at the moment.

Several people drew out a soundproof barrier and sat down slowly.

Yanxi said solemnly: "Is this Chao Hengzhou the one who set up the formation?"

Feng Ting nodded and said, "For the time being, he is the one who set up the formation."

"Could it be that the blood shadow has always been in his hands?" When Yan Xi said this, flames were already burning in his eyes.

This was a question that even Feng Ting couldn't answer, and the others couldn't even answer it.

But Feng Ting still said: "We want to rescue the blood shadow."

"That's natural." Yan Xi said solemnly.

"What are your plans?" Li Wan asked.

Feng Ting shook his head and said, "No plans yet."

Xiao Ning said coldly: "Among the few of us, only the palace master is in the middle realm of the gods, how can we face the Zhongjun Shrine?"

This is a real problem, and it is also an unavoidable problem.

Everyone didn't want to put all the pressure on Feng Ting, but they still inevitably looked at Feng Ting.

"If there is no better way, we can only go and snatch the kiss." Feng Ting smiled lightly.

"Are we capable of snatching a marriage?" Yanxi asked.

"Be strong even if you don't have the ability." Feng Ting said.

"That's natural, Xueying must not be allowed to marry some bullshit, white and thick god." Yanxi said.

"Correct."

Everyone also nodded, no one can watch Xueying marry someone else.

"Everyone go to practice." Feng Ting said calmly.

(End of this chapter)