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1785 Engagement Prelude III

Together with his pain, his despair, and his eternal wish for nothing in this life.

"Sorry, I have a reason to leave."

Muyan's heart trembled slightly. The look in Luo Yunxiao's eyes just now made her feel that she had touched some taboo secret.

However, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

Before leaving this time, Luo Yunxiao did not give Muyan any more training books and sword formations, but handed a small green jade sword to Muyan.

Muyan curiously took the small sword and looked at it, but the moment she touched it, she trembled.

In a daze, she had an intuition that this little sword was very, very precious, so precious that she could not even imagine it.

"Uncle Junior, I can't do this..."

Before Muyan could refuse, the man's gurgling voice sounded like a stream, "Consider it my engagement gift to you."

Before Muyan had time to react, Luo Yunxiao's figure was already dozens of feet away from her.

Taking another step, his figure has completely disappeared.

Muyan clenched the small green sword in her hand, frowned slightly, and finally carefully put the sword into the space.

It was very abnormal, as she was never allowed to put messy things into the space, and she especially hated Luo Yunxiao's Qihuang.

This time there was no objection, not even shouting.

Instead, he stared blankly at the small green sword placed in the book tower. He lowered his eyes for a long time, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.



"Master, are you crazy? You actually gave your natal sword to Jun Muyan. Have you ever thought that if something happens to Mei Yanyan and one of your nine natal swords is missing, you will be severely damaged!"

Qi Qi jumped up and yelled at Luo Yunxiao, "And what you gave is the most important of the nine real swords, the [Long Yuan Sword] born in the Holy Flame of Wangchuan Mingyin. That is the achievement of [Netherworld Holy Emperor]

】The real key to my life, you didn’t even give it to your father and mother, how could you give it to Muyan?"

Luo Yunxiao's expression was indifferent. He was standing on a mountain and looking towards the valley from a distance.

From here, he could clearly see the engagement ceremony between Muyan and Di Mingjue.

But Muyan in the valley could never see him clearly.

Hearing the barrage of kisses and questioning, Luo Yunxiao was silent for a long time, and then slowly said: "Carrying the [Long Yuan Sword] with you is the best way to help her break through the realm and condense the sword's heart."

"The situation in the Immortal Cultivation Continent is changing rapidly, and the road she has to take will never be smooth. I hope [Long Yuan Sword] can help her."

Qi Qi: "Help her, help her, help her! Master, why are you so stupid? If you like it, grab it and fight for it! Why do you have to watch her fall into the arms of others?! You have done so much for her, but what?

I won’t even let her know. How could I have a master as stupid as you?"

Luo Yunxiao raised the corners of her lips and showed a self-deprecating smile.

He spread his hands and looked at his palm. A black underworld holy flame slowly ignited and then disappeared instantly.

His voice was low and dark, with infinite desolation, "What if we rob her? So what if we fight? If someone like me robs and fights, can I give her happiness?"

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Just after Xu time at night, the Xinmingyan Valley was decorated with lights and colorful, and it became a bustling scene.

This valley is remote, but the scenery is extremely beautiful.

Behind the Mingyan Valley, there is a waterfall flowing down.
Chapter completed!
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