The Other Shore of the Immortal Firmament

During the firework magic meeting, Xia Xingchen glanced at Xiaoyu's direction. He felt that Xiaoyu's formation was moving, but he remained calm.

The fireworks will not last long, and it will end soon. However, the dazzling scenery of Sifang Tiandi still made many people admire and linger for a while.

After everything was quiet, Xia Xingchen said: "Thank you for coming to congratulate today, the banquet has been prepared, please take your seats."

"Okay!" The guests responded in succession.

At this moment, the largest square in Chiyang Peak has countless small tables for guests from all over the world to sit.

Although Han Bingdie's three daughters were angry with Xia Xingchen, they did not show it because there were so many guests at the moment, and they still warmly entertained the guests.

As soon as everyone was seated, Xia Xingchen said: "A few days ago, some people came to my Chiyang Peak to ask for a kiss, and they made a lot of jokes. All the distinguished guests came early, I must have known it, here, I toast to all of you. , I hope you don't make fun of the little girl."

"Hahaha, how could it be, Saint Maiden Xiaoyu is naturally beautiful, dare to love and hate, I can't wait for envy, how can I make fun of it?" Someone laughed.

Everyone was drinking.

"My little girl was spoiled by me and made such a big joke. Today is my birthday. Come out and offer a glass of wine on my behalf." Xia Xingchen said, turning to look at Han Bingdie and said, "Dieer, you Go and call out the rain."

Although Han Bingdie greeted the guests with a smile, she felt uncomfortable and said in a private voice, "What are you doing? You father and daughter are angry, and you have to make trouble at this banquet, aren't you afraid of shame?"

"Die'er, hurry up and ask Xiaoyu to come out." Xia Xingchen said loudly.

Han Bingdie felt sullen for a while, but she could only pretend to smile and say, "Okay, everyone later."

"Come on, everyone is waiting." Xia Xingchen smiled.

Han Bingdie was depressed and could only get up and go.

At this moment, Qinglian Zhenjun, who was sitting not far away, changed his expression.

"Master Xia, don't embarrass the child, come, I'll give you a toast." Qinglian Zhenjun immediately raised his glass with a smile.

Xia Xingchen shook his head and said: "She is no longer a child, she is already the Holy Maiden of Yuqing, and many times it represents the Holy Land of Yuqing, and it can no longer be regarded as a child. I let her come because I have intentions. Yes, on the one hand, to let her know how to deal with people, on the other hand, to let her apologize to Senior Brother Qinglian."

"Apologize to me? No, I really don't need it." Qinglian Zhenjun's expression changed.

He knew that Xiaoyu had already been kidnapped, and it would be bad if he wore a gang at this time. He never thought that the reason for the gang was actually on himself.

"What is needed, Senior Brother Qinglian is in charge of Taiyi Peak, which is the facade of my Yuqing Holy Land. On that day, Xiaoyu actually scolded Senior Brother in public. It was because of my lax discipline. I must ask her to apologize to Senior Brother today." Xia Xingchen said firmly. .

"No, I really don't need to." Qinglian Zhenjun became more and more anxious.

At this moment, Han Bingdie exclaimed not far away: "Husband, Xiaoyu is gone."

With a hoot, all eyes turned to a palace surrounded by a formation in the distance. Above the palace, an eight-treasure glazed lock burst into bursts of light.

"How could Xiaoyu be gone? When my eight-treasure glazed lock is not ready for decoration, as long as she goes out of the enchantment, the eight-treasure glazed lock will warn you. I'll take a look." Xia Xingchen's face sank and flew away. past.

At this time, not only Xia Xingchen felt that something was wrong, but many Yuqing Peak Masters felt that something was wrong, and they followed him to investigate.

After all, many people know that the Eight Treasures Glazed Glass Lock, how could the Holy Maiden of Little Rain disappear for no apparent reason?

"It's over." Qinglian Zhenjun's expression changed.

The crowd gathered around, but saw the hall door wide open. At the door of the hall, Han Bingdie was questioning the Yuqing disciples who were in charge of the formation: "Where are the people? Why are people missing?"

"I don't know." Everyone said with a look of panic.

"Die'er, what's wrong?" Xia Xingchen said.

"Xiaoyu is gone, husband, take a look, nothing happened." Han Bingdie said anxiously.

"The Eight Treasures Glazed Glass Lock has been locking Xiaoyu, how could it fail? Clumsy!" Xia Xingchen reached out to touch the Eight Treasure Glaze Lock.

With a humming sound, the Eight Treasure Glazed Glass Lock instantly burst into a colorful light, revealing an incomparably dim cyan lotus root phantom.

"Qinglianshu? Senior Brother Qinglian, is this your handwriting? Why did you use the green lotus art to contain the Eight Treasures Glazed Glass Lock? Where's the little rain in my house?" Xia Xingchen suddenly looked at True Monarch Qinglian not far away.

Qinglian Zhenjun's expression changed. In order to let Long Si run for a while longer, the energy left in the Eight Treasure Glazed Glass Lock was relatively large, but it was about to dissipate. There will be no traces left, but he never thought that it would become his flaw at this time.

"Uh, this is..." Qinglian Zhenjun looked flustered for a while.

At this time, some peak masters who were familiar with Xia Xingchen quickly went up to investigate, and quickly determined that it was the handwriting of True Monarch Qinglian. Then, their faces darkened.

"Senior Brother Qinglian, where did you hide Saint Maiden Little Rain?"

"Senior Brother Qinglian, you have gone too far."

…

Some peak masters questioned one after another.

Xia Xingchen's face suddenly sank and he said, "The Four Palace Masters of Southeast Water Palace, where are you?"

In an instant, everyone looked around, but Long Si was not found.

Xia Xingchen immediately said angrily: "True Monarch Qinglian, you conspired with Long Si to kidnap my daughter?"

"What? True Monarch Qinglian, how dare you? No matter what Xiaoyu says, she is still the Holy Maiden of Yuqing. Are you working with outsiders to destroy my daughter's innocence?" Han Bingdie suddenly exclaimed.

"I didn't, I..." Qinglian Zhenjun didn't know how to explain for a while.

However, Xia Xingchen suddenly flew high into the sky and shouted: "Chiyang Peak, all Yuqing disciples obey the order and are now tracking Longsi of the Southeast Water Mansion. Anyone who has news, please report quickly."

With a bang, Xia Xingchen's voice spread throughout the entire Yuqing Holy Land.

True Monarch Qinglian immediately stepped forward and said, "Junior Brother, why are you doing this? We were not originally..."

"What originally? I don't reject marriage, but if you want to marry my daughter, you need to formally ask for marriage, and you need to be married, not arbitrarily arranged. Even if Xiaoyu is not the Holy Maiden of Yuqing, she is also my Xia Xingchen's daughter. Insulting at will? Old man Qinglian, if my daughter has any good or bad, you and I will never die." Xia Xingchen roared.

In an instant, all the peak masters pointed their finger at True Monarch Qinglian.

Some peak masters know the leader's arrangement, and they even know that the leader wants Xiaoyu to marry into the Southeast Water Mansion, but they can't bury people like this. That's a saint, was kidnapped?

Today, you can design Xia Xingchen's daughter at will. Can you design our relatives at will in the future? You don't want your face anymore?

"Peak Master Taiyi, you are going too far."

"Peak Master Taiyi, how could you do such a thing?"

…

A screeching sound came.

True Monarch Qinglian's face was extremely ugly. He wanted to make a quibble, but the evidence was so solid that he couldn't justify it at all. How could this be good?

"Old Qinglian, you return my daughter." Han Bingdie said angrily with tears in her eyes.

At this moment, hearing Han Bingdie's cry, everyone glared at Qinglian Zhenjun, and all Yuqing disciples felt ashamed for Qinglian Zhenjun.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from a distance: "Respect Chiyang Peak Master, at the gate of Yuqing Mountain, now Long Si."

"Keep an eye on him, stop him!" Xia Xingchen shouted, and then shot up to the sky.

Long Si escaped, and this evil thing was confirmed.

Xia Xingchen rushed over, followed by Han Bingdie's three daughters, a group of peak masters, and countless guests, chasing after Xia Xingchen.

On the flight, although Xia Xingchen was furious, his eyes were surprisingly calm, and he quickly flew to the mountain gate.

"Where's Long Si?" Xia Xingchen asked.

"Going over there, we didn't stop it." A disciple of Yuqing pointed to the distance.

Xia Xingchen ran after him without hesitation.

In the distance, Long Si carried a cloth bag and cursed in a low voice, "True Monarch Qinglian is really unreliable. I haven't left the Yuqing Mountain Gate yet, how could I be discovered? Damn it."

Saying that, he patted the cloth bag with a sinister smile and said, "However, that's the only way to stimulate it. Little beauty, after we pass the mountain in front of us, we will hide and do good things right away."

As he said that, he also touched the cloth bag.

In the cloth bag, Zhao Yuanjiao kept attacking the cloth bag, but the cloth bag was so powerful that it couldn't be broken open, and even clinged to him, like a big net restraining his figure.

After twisting for a while, he couldn't get out of sleep, and he stopped depressed.

Suddenly, he felt a big hand touching his butt, and he suddenly shouted: "You pervert, let me out."

However, the cloth bag was soundproof, so Long Si couldn't hear his cry at all.

"It feels good, I like it, hahahaha!" Long Si laughed with satisfaction.

Just when Long Si was touching the people inside through the cloth bag, a palm suddenly fell from the sky, accompanied by an angry shout: "You bastard, let go of my daughter."

"What?" Long Si exclaimed.

With a bang, he was hit into the distance by a palm, even if he was Jinxian, it was useless, this palm was too powerful.

With a bang, he smashed a mountain before stopping.

After landing, Long Si spurted out a mouthful of blood ~www.readwn.com~ and looked at Xia Xingchen chasing after him in midair in disbelief.

"How did you track me down?" Long Si exclaimed.

With a shout, figures came flying, but they were the peak masters of Yuqing, Han Bingdie's three daughters, and some guests who came to celebrate Xia Xingchen's birthday.

"Long Si, return my daughter." Han Bingdie roared and rushed forward.

Long Si's expression changed, and he tightened the cloth bag in his hand.

At this moment, a golden sword light slashed, and Long Si's expression changed, and he immediately slapped him.

With a bang, the palm gang shattered, and the sword gang speed was unstoppable, and immediately pierced into Long Si's chest.

"No!" Long Si exclaimed.

With a bang, Long Sihua turned into a white giant dragon, and was firmly inserted into his chest by a golden giant sword and into the ground. For a while, he twisted and struggled.

"If you dare to move again, you will die!" Xia Xingchen said coldly.

The white giant dragon was terrified for a while.

But at this moment, Han Bingdie grabbed the bag and ripped open the mouth of the bag, and the restrictions on it were instantly dissipated.

"Xiaoyu, how are you?" Han Bingdie asked anxiously.

Everyone looked, but saw that the cloth bag was opened, revealing a figure in black, but this figure was not Xia Xiaoyu, but Zhao Yuanjiao.

"Uncle Master? What's wrong?" Zhao Yuanjiao asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Yuan Jiao?" Han Bingdie asked in surprise.

Didn't Long Si kidnap Xia Xiaoyu? What's up with this man?

"Why are you?" Long Si also exclaimed.

It was also completely stunned, didn't it catch Xia Xiaoyu? How did he become Zhao Yuanjiao? Did it touch Zhao Yuanjiao's **** just now?

Everyone looked surprised and puzzled.

Only Xia Xingchen relaxed for a while, and at the same time he let out a sigh of relief, a look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

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