Immortal Emperor's marriage

Chapter 394
Yan Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the Zongmen battlefield not far away, frowned and pondered.

Is it really what the Red Lotus Sect did?

If so, why does the so-called elder of the Red Lotus Sect hide his appearance?

If not, why would they display the untransmitted secret technique of the Red Lotus Sect?

Shaking his head, Yan Xiao didn't think deeply about it, after all, this is the grievance between Tianfeng Sect and Red Lotus Sect, whether it is true or not, has nothing to do with Cang Yanhui.

"Second Holy Son, are we still chasing Yan Feiyun?" the true disciple asked again.

Yan Feiyun!
At the mention of this name, Yan Xiao's face could not help but tremble violently, the veins on his forehead became more obvious, this is from being angry!

That guy didn't know why he was so slippery, his body was covered in oil, even though his Amaterasu Spirit Lamp led the way, he lost it in the end, and was swayed by the other party, leading them into the latrine, and the breath was there The latrine stopped abruptly, but Yan Feiyun was nowhere to be seen.

And that damned gravedigger buried explosives in the latrine in advance, and when they entered the latrine, it exploded, splashing filth all over, and it took half an hour to clean up before the smell faded away.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiao sniffed at his cuff a few times, and faintly smelled a stench, even if it wasn't that strong, it still made him feel extremely sick.

"That grave-digger bastard, don't fall into the hands of my Son, or I will make him regret being born in this world!" Yan Xiao gritted his teeth, his eyes shot out raging flames, and shot straight into the sky.

While he was angry, he was also very helpless. He lost all those who owned the Aura Lamp, and he was accompanied by many strong men from the Red Lotus Sect and the Cangyan Society. In the end, they all returned in vain, and they all ate a piece of cake. Disgusted and depressed, he knew that it would not be easy to find the gravedigger.

"Let's put the matter of Yan Feiyun aside for now, let's go to Jiuxuanju." Yan Xiao looked away, staring at the position of Jiuxuanju coldly, Yan Feiyun couldn't catch up with him, and Luo Jiuxuan couldn't deal with it.

"Luo Jiuxuan, it is indeed time to die." The eyes of the strong men behind him also had a cold light. This boy provoked the Cangyan Society and killed the elders of the Cangyan Society. Only blood can wash away.

Swish swish.
The next moment, the figures of Yan Xiao and others flashed, stepped into the sky, and disappeared in this world.

In Jiuxuan's residence, Luo Jiuxuan has black hair hanging down his shoulders, and is dressed in white, holding tea in his hand, lying quietly on the wicker chair, sipping tea lightly from time to time, very leisurely.

Yuexiying was also seated next to her. She wore moonlight clothes, with three thousand blue silks hanging between the waist of the willows, moving with the wind, her eyes were like a sea of ​​stars in the night sky, and also like gems in the deep sea. Independence from the world, with a peerless temperament.

Suddenly she narrowed her brows slightly, looked up at the sky, and said, "Mr. Luo, people from the Cangyan Society seem to be coming towards Jiuxuanju!"

In the past few days, she has often talked with Luo Jiuxuan, knowing that he also has grievances with the Cangyan Society. Seeing Yan Xiao and other powerful members of the Cangyan Society looting here, she can't help worrying about him.

If it was only Yan Xiao alone, with Luo Jiuxuan's strength, she would naturally not be worried, but the other party dispatched too many strong men, not only true disciples, but also elders accompanying them, and the aura they released would be It can be perceived that there are two of them at the sixth level of life and death!
Such a lineup is absolutely luxurious, with the potential of lore, extremely dangerous!
Although Luo Jiuxuan has the luck of the dragon, to a certain extent, he can avoid the crisis and reduce the risk of falling, but the opponent is coming fiercely, and the situation is oppressed by many powerful forces. Facing such battles, Luo Jiuxuan's life and death may be unpredictable, good or bad.

However, she saw that Luo Jiuxuan's expression didn't change at all, the old god was still there, leaning on the wicker chair, holding the fragrant tea in his hand, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, and he said leisurely: "A group of people who are dying, Miss Yue doesn't need to help me!" concern."

(End of this chapter)