Chapter 662： (1/2)

Wen Qiao was about to go to Demon Abyss to make trouble.

However, before setting off, the Master of the Saint Martial Hall must be ventilated, so as not to fight against the ancestor Fanyin, which may affect the safety of the Feng Devil Heaven, and these Yuan Sheng Jing lords must take action to calm them down.

When the Lord of the Holy Martial Palace heard about her coming, he had always been calm and self-contained, but the whole person was still shocked by her.

He asked with an incredulous look: "Miss Wen, you mean, you are going to the Demon Abyss and fight against that ancestor of the Demon Race?"

"It's not that I want to fight her." Wen Qiao corrected him, "This is just the worst result! If the ancestor of Fan Yin was reasonable and handed Di Ying to me, we would naturally not fight."

If Fan Yin refuses, it can only fight one game.

The Lord of Saint Martial Hall looked at her and wanted to ask, what is the difference? You are all hit by other people's Demon Abyss, so you really think that Fanyin is a talkative demon?

In fact, the Lord of the Saint Martial Hall has never seen Fan Yin. After all, his time to become a Master of the Primordial Saint Realm is too short. As Fan Yin, he will not easily appear in front of the world. It is said that even the demons who have seen her are rare, let alone. Speaking of foreigners.

Although he has not seen her before, he has heard about Fan Yin. Let’s not say that she possesses the arrogance peculiar to the Demon Race. The strength of the half-step fairyland is not something that the ordinary Primordial Saint Realm can deal with, Wen Qiao Just advanced to the Yuansheng Realm, facing the half-step fairyland, it is not enough to look at it.

Not to mention Wen Qiao, it was the Primordial Sage Realm in the Sealed Demon Heaven, and no one dared to say that he was able to retreat from Shang Fan.

Even if Wen Qiao is able to challenge beyond the ranks, it is still possible that he has never beaten the Immortal Realm. Half-Step Immortal Realm is not an exaggeration, but has cultivated a fairy body, how can it be comparable to the Primordial Saint Realm?

The Master of the Saint Martial Hall also knew the grievances between Wen Qiao and Di Ying.

He wanted to train Wen Qiao to be the successor of the Saint Martial Hall. He specifically inquired about her in the Saint Martial Continent. He also knew the grievances between her and Di Ying and the Lord of Demons, so she wanted to avenge her parents and relatives. wrong.

But if you directly face a half-step fairyland, it would be extremely unwise.

The Master of the Saint Martial Hall persuaded: "Miss Wen, Half-Step Immortal Realm is not something the ordinary Primordial Saint Realm can deal with. With the power of Half-Step Immortal Realm, it can even smash half of the Sealed Demon Realm..."

"I know, so don't I let you know first so that you can be prepared?"

The Lord of Saint Martial Hall almost didn't choke to death by these words.

He has never seen such a wayward girl since he entered the path of cultivation. As expected, the three-hundred-year-old Yuansheng Realm is indeed a small baby, who is not stable enough, and is not thoughtful enough to consider things. All by preference.

Finding that Wen Qiao had made up his mind to send him to death, the Saint Martial Hall Master almost couldn't hold back, and directly acted on her, leaving the people behind.

The reason why he didn't do it was because when he was about to do it, Wen Qiao suddenly glanced at him. It was this look that made the Master of the Holy Martial Palace palpitate, and the whole person was shocked.

He looked at her incredulously, "You, you..."

Wen Qiao said kindly: "Yes, I suppressed the cultivation base. After all, if the cultivation base continues to rise, there will be no way to wait for my husband to rise together! As a couple, they must be together. What's the point of being soaring alone? "

Saint Martial Hall Master: "..."

The Lord of the Saint Martial Hall is obviously a very serious, calm and self-sufficient person.

After a long while, he found his voice and asked cautiously: "Wen girl, can the deity ask, if you are asked to go all out, to which level can your strength rise?"

"I don't know." Wen Qiao spread his hands and looked innocent. "It may be the late Yuansheng stage, or it may be the half-step fairyland, but I dare not try it. I have to wait for my husband."

Listening to her left sentence waiting for her husband, and the right sentence flying up with her husband, she was as steady as the master of the Holy Martial Palace, and she felt like being choked with panic.

Sure enough, she is a little baby, everything is important to feelings, as if her husband is her life!

In fact, cultivators don't care about affection, and they pay more attention to strength. However, there are also people who value affection, but there is no such thing as Wen Qiao, who has no reservations about being kind to a person, and doing everything to trust one person, not even afraid that the other person will betray. Of course, with her strength, if she betrayed her, it might not end well.

At this moment, the Master of Saint Martial Hall couldn't help feeling that the person who allowed her to treat such a wholeheartedly must be lucky.

Seeing that Wenqiao didn't make sense here, the Lord of the Saint Martial Hall had to find Ning Yuzhou, a great lucker, and wanted him to persuade Wenqiao.

Compared with Wen Qiao Xiong, who just wanted to use his fists to solve problems, Ning Yuzhou seemed more sensible. The Master of Saint Martial Palace had seen him several times, and Ning Yuzhou gave him the impression that he was not only a young man with good skills, but also a man of thoughtful thoughts. Under the gentle skin, there was a deeper city.

Such a person knows how to do it is the wisest.

After listening to what he said, the young man just smiled and said gently and gently: "Ah Wah is up to her to do what she wants, and I don't think she needs to restrain her! As long as it is what she wants to do, even if she does everything, I will also help her finish it!"

The Lord of the Saint Martial Hall was shocked by his arrogance.

No, it is not so much arrogance as it is an incomprehensible madness.

He squinted, who gave this young man such confidence?

Ning Yuzhou looked directly at the Master of Saint Martial Hall, with a smile on her lips, but the expression in her eyes was serious and crazy, "Hall Master, I know what you are worried about! I can assure you that what you worry about will not happen!"

The Master of Saint Martial Hall just looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, and did not speak.

**

When Ning Yuzhou returned to Xiaolingfeng, he saw Wenqiao standing under a spiritual tree waiting for him.

The mountain breeze blew by and lifted her clothes, like an immortal who wants to go away in the wind.

The first time he saw him, Wen Qiao leaped over and took his hand and asked with a smile: "What did the hall master tell you to do? Wouldn't you let you persuade me?"

Ning Yuzhou didn't laugh.

Upon seeing this, Wen Qiao understood and looked at him silently with a pair of eyes.

Ning Yuzhou took her for a walk on Xiaolingfeng, and asked, "When are you going to Demon Abyss?"

"After the palace master informs those Primordial Saint Realm, we will set off."

Wen Qiao is a decisive person, but she also knows the consequences of fighting with the ancestor Fanyin, so she patiently gave them time to prepare.

"Do you think I'm headstrong?" Wen Qiao looked up at him, staring at him intently.

Ning Yuzhou shook his head, still the same sentence: "Do what you want to do, I have everything!"

This sentence "I'm all with me" implies too much, and at the same time he unconditionally loves and trusts, just like when he appeared in front of her who was ill and took her away from Wen's who was about to die at that time.

Wen Qiao couldn't help but hug him, buried his face in his arms, and said dullly: "Husband, let's be fine."

Get together well, don't separate.

Ning Yuzhou responded with a smile and stroked her hair.

The day Wen Qiao left Shengwu Island, the weather was very good, and the bright sunshine passed by Xiaoling Peak.

Ning Yuzhou stood under the tree of Xiaolingfeng to send her off.

Wen Qiao didn't take anyone to Demon Abyss this time, because she was worried that she would not be able to take care of them in the Demon Abyss, so she might as well fight by herself. So, what she was going to do this time, they didn't even tell the retreat Wentutu.

As for what those humans of Yuanshengjing would do, Wen Qiao didn't care, her only purpose was to kill Di Ying.

"Husband, I'm leaving, wait for me to come back, and we will return to the Saint Martial Continent together." Wen Qiao said with a smile.

Ning Yuzhou nodded with a smile.

The man bathed in the golden sunlight is handsome and graceful, with outstanding appearance, and a more noble temperament than the cultivator. Even in the cultivating world of handsome men and beauties, he is also a rare beautiful man with outstanding skin appearance. Make him always the focus of the crowd.