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Chapter 115 Are you not participating?

All the monks around Lin Xun were caught up in discussions.

Although the conversation between Su Ying and Sikong Wangxing was not loud, it was not isolated by the magic circle. It was an open and honest conversation. The people present were at least Longmen realm monks. It was not easy to hear it?

It's just that everyone was confused about their conversation and didn't understand what the so-called "agreement" meant.

I don't understand why Su Ying, a murderous witch without batting an eyelid, had a negotiating tone when talking to Sikong Wangxing.

I don’t even understand why Sikong Wangxing’s last words contained a woman’s unique persistence, and even some kind of lifelong determination.

Of course they don't understand.

After all, no one could have imagined that the old city lord of Tianji City would actually agree to marry his granddaughter to Lin Xun, the demon son of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect!

Everyone knows that the old city lord of Tianji City loves his granddaughter the most, so how could he push his granddaughter onto the fire?

Besides, the old city lord of Tianji City revealed the news that Lin Xunwei was dead before he died.

Isn't this because the old city lord wants everyone in the world to search for Lin Xun, and to strangle him in the cradle before his equipment takes shape?

Therefore, no one would associate Sikong Wangxing and Lin Xun together.

Not to mention them, even Lin Xun himself felt very strange.

Even if the old man is a veteran in the Ascension realm, he cannot threaten the old city lord of Tianji City to betroth his granddaughter to him, so it can only be a mutual agreement between the two of them.

But logically speaking, the old city lord of Tianji City betrothed his granddaughter to himself. There is no reason to harm himself when he is about to die...

Could it be that the old city lord of Tianji City regretted it before he died?

But if he regretted it before he died, he could have said to Wangxing, "The engagement is cancelled, you don't have to marry that big devil."

How could a monk in the immortal realm be unable to say a word if he could tell fortunes before he died...

So why is this?

Lin Xun always felt that there was something hidden inside.

But no matter what the secret is, the marriage must still be called off.

It's already 1202 years ago, so there's no such thing as a marriage contract.

Besides, he already has a wife, will Sikong Wangxing marry her as his side wife?

What if the old city lord knew that his most beloved granddaughter was married to a demon and was his concubine?

Good guy, I guess the coffin boards can't even hold it down.

At the very front of the entrance to the secret realm, when Sikong Wangxing said these words, the atmosphere seemed to solidify, and murderous intent was even emanating from Su Ying's body.

This is the first time! Su Ying shows murderous intent for the first time.

Jiang Qingshang pulled Sikong Wangxing behind him and looked at her without fear.

The two stunning figures, good and evil, looked at each other with beautiful eyes. Sakura blossoms came from nowhere and filled the sky, and purple fairy clouds filled the air.

For a moment, everyone was in a trance, as if what they saw in front of them was not a confrontation between good and evil, but a living picture of beauty.

"Yeah, yeah, I didn't expect that the confrontation between the two most stunning beauties in the world would be such a beautiful scene, it could be worthy of a fairy tale!"

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"Miss Jiang, what's there to talk about Qin? Look at my fireball, it's big and round!"

Several outer disciples of Zilin Holy Land suddenly became unhappy and wanted to follow him.

West Street Widow: "Oh, brother monk, people also like immortal magic. I wonder if there is a way for men and women to practice together?"

Butcher at the butcher shop: "Sir, please tell me, is the pork from your Zilin Holy Land expensive?"

Matchmaker Wang: "I see that the young master has good features and good looks. Is there a partner? No? That's easy to say. I, Matchmaker Wang, have been matchmaking for decades..."

It's a pity that they were all "blocked" by the folks in Luo City.

This is what makes the people of Luo City so good: they are enthusiastic and united.

"Thank you sir for rescuing me."

On the other side of the boat, Jiang Nongqin thanked Lin Xun. She just curtsied, but her graceful plumpness was too exaggerated!

Lin Xun quickly looked away: "You don't need to thank me, you should thank us Luocheng for its simple folk customs."

Jiang Nongqin smiled softly and said: "What the young master said is absolutely true. The folks in Luo City are indeed lovely, but without the young master to take the lead, they would not dare to go there."

Lin Xun did not refute. Although the people of Luo City knew that the disciples of Zilin Holy Land did not dare to mess around, these disciples were monks after all.

The people have a natural reverence for the monks. If they had not started this, they would not dare to go there.

"Master, aren't you afraid of these monks?" Jiang Nongqin looked at Lin Xun's profile and blinked gently with her charming eyes.

"Fortunately, they don't dare to mess with me."

Lin Xun said calmly, and turned to look at Jiang Nongqin, only to find that she had subconsciously put her breasts on the fence of the flying boat. It was quite spectacular, and Lin Xun quickly turned his head away!

"Young Master seems a little strange?" Jiang Nongqin said with a smile.

"Um?"

Lin Xun, who had accidentally caused a strange phenomenon, felt a little embarrassed and quickly quietly dispersed the gathering spiritual power.

As the spiritual power dispersed, wisps of Taoist rhyme blew across the entire Zilin Holy Land like a spring breeze. Everyone, more or less, had some insights under the blowing of this rhyme and breeze.

"Thank you, senior, for the gift."

The Deputy Holy Master of Zilin Holy Land bowed his head, and Fang Jianqiu, who was already in the Immortal Realm, was very excited. Under the influence of this rhyme, he also had some insights. If he didn't have to be responsible for matters related to the ceremony, he would have wished to retreat immediately.

Lin Xun's head hurts...

I am originally a demon sect, and I can't deal with these decent sects, and now I have given them Dao Yun, ah...

"Thank you, senior."

Many practitioners who had gained enlightenment also bowed, and the sound echoed throughout the entire Zilin Holy Land.

However, this senior still didn't show up, but Fang Jianqiu didn't force it anymore.

After all, since my senior sent Dao Yun as a gift, it means that I am not an enemy. It is normal for my hermit master to keep a low profile.

Lin Xun and his party continued to walk towards the viewing square of the main peak, but the topic began to change, and everyone began to guess who the senior expert was.

And just when Lin Xun thought things had calmed down, he suddenly felt a soft feeling behind Lin Xun.

"Sir, I'm sorry..." Nongqin apologized.

"It's okay, Miss Nongqin, be careful not to fall." Lin Xun smiled and held Nongqin's shoulders, then turned and left.

Looking at his leaving figure, Nongqin's apricot eyes filled with tears.

In the palm of her hand, she held the warm dark red spirit bead.

"This spirit bead was made by a saint. If His Highness Lin Xun uses spiritual power, this spirit bead will be activated. The closer it is, the brighter the color will be."

In Nongqin's mind, she kept repeating Sister Wormwood's words.

He opened his palms anxiously, looked down and saw that the spirit bead was already blood red.

Even the young heroes of the Immortal Sect couldn't help but look at her, and some even "lowered their status" and went to strike up a conversation.

So since she felt insecure, Lin Xun asked her to hold on to her clothes.

But this is not an option after all.

Otherwise, when he really finds Qing'er and Qing'er sees him and Nong Qin together, then he won't be able to go home and kneel on the washboard?

But.....

Lin Xun used his peripheral vision to look at the girl who had been tugging at the hem of his clothes and lowered her head. She was like a weak little beast that had found a place to rely on, and he couldn't get rid of her.

And just when Lin Xun was in a dilemma, suddenly, Lin Xun felt that there seemed to be a heavier weight behind him.
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