As the first of the ten holy places, the Holy Land of Desolate Thunder has been hidden from the world for thousands of years. But even though it has been hidden from the world, its legends are still everywhere.
It is said that the Holy Land of Wild Thunder possesses the ancient martial arts method, the Secret Scripture of Wild Thunder. It is said that if one practices to the highest level, one can ignore the thunder.
Moreover, the Holy Land of Wild Thunder also possesses ancient heritage, and one can ascend directly by obtaining it.
Of course, I don’t know whether the latter is true or not, but the former is definitely true.
When rumors spread that the Desolate Thunder Holy Land was going to choose a son-in-law for their young master, the entire cultivation world went crazy.
All the chosen ones and the talented ones want to marry into the Holy Land of Desolate Thunder.
Finally, the Huanglei Holy Land set up a formation directly at the outermost edge of the holy land.
Only those who walk out of the formation have the opportunity to become a candidate for the son-in-law.
A large group of people came and a large group of people left, but still no candidate showed up.
The residence of the young master of the Desolate Thunder Holy Land.
A cute purple figure was pacing back and forth in the room, and her usually playful face now looked a little helpless.
"Ruo Ling, do you think Second Uncle will really bring Xiao Jue here? If he does, I won't really marry him, will I?"
Nangong Ruoling sighed helplessly: "Xiao Yue, why did you say you liked Xiao Jue in the first place? Xiao Jue is indeed very strong. If he passes your second uncle's test, it is really possible..."
"But...but I don't want to hurt others. My brothers and sisters have been so kind to me. If I tell them that I like them, they will definitely fail the test. If they fail, they will die."
Zi Yue suddenly stopped, her face full of bitterness and hatred.
Nangong Ruoling asked in confusion: "Then why don't you tell me who you really care about? In fact, Senior Brother Yan is stronger than we thought."
"I...I just don't want to hurt her."
Zi Yue thought of the small figure who saved her from the secret realm a long time ago, and later, she became Tian Xuanzi, saved so many people, and even saved her.
Since then, she has always kept her in her heart.
"Actually, I'm grateful and admire her, really. But my second uncle and the others won't listen to anything they say."
As she spoke, Zi Yue's slightly red cheeks puffed up with anger.
She hadn't looked for her all these years because she was afraid of being misunderstood by her second uncle and the others.
“Actually, I’m very grateful to her…”
Unlike Zi Yue, Nangong Ruoling didn't dare to look for her.
Because of family feud, she has been practicing hard over the years.
Until she got her revenge, she found that she no longer had the courage to look for her.
I could only secretly inquire about her news.
Suddenly, Zi Yue said sadly, "But when she was being hunted, I could do nothing. I'm no longer qualified to be with her."
After hearing this, Nangong Ruoling felt depressed.
“Yeah. None of us are qualified.”
I know she is such a kind person and would never do such a thing.
But they could only watch her being hunted down, unable to do anything.
"I just hope she'll be safe for the rest of her life. Don't let anyone catch her."
"Xiao Yue, don't worry. If Xiao Jue is really brought back, you can tell me that the person you like is me. We are good sisters for life. Even if I die, I will never see you marry someone you don't want to marry."
Nangong Ruoling said seriously.
Zi Yue smiled and consoled him, "Actually, Xiao Jue is pretty good-looking. I won't be at a disadvantage even if I marry him."
But her smile was a bit forced. After all, she and Xiao Jue had only met a few times, and they had a very unpleasant quarrel.
This time, she did feel a little sorry for him, but there was nothing she could do.
At this moment, there was a hurried knock on the door.
Nangong Ruoling opened the door and a girl dressed as a maid rushed in.
"Young... Young Master, the Second Saint and his men have returned, and they've also... brought back two men."
"What? Two?" Zi Yue exclaimed, "Do you know who they are?"
"The Second Saint Lord and the others called one of them Xiao Jue. The other one was tied up with purple vines, and no one knows who he is."
The girl's words made Zi Yue feel helpless.
Sure enough, the most troublesome thing happened.
Xiao Jue was really brought back.
However, she admitted it.
Who made her owe Xiao Jue?
Just marry her and treat her as a vase.
As for the other man the girl mentioned, Zi Yue had no interest in knowing him at all.
Just as Zi Yue was lamenting her fate, Di Yange was still tied up. Not only could she not speak, she also had no spiritual power at all. She could only use her claws to quietly grind the vine that bound her.
When she had worn away the vines, she would have scratched the faces of everyone present.
Di Yange looked at the group of people surrounding her and Xiao Jue, pointing and talking about them.
The point is, these people seem to be quite capable.
Well, her chance has come again.
It's these damn vines that are really in the way.
"Holy Lord, these two boys are of ordinary talent, but I don't know why they have such great cultivation at such a young age."
"Although this boy has mediocre talent, he has extremely strong luck, so it's normal for him to have such a high level of cultivation. If he can pass the test, then I will help Xiaoyue.
"But this boy..."
At this time, everyone looked at Di Yange, "With this child's talent, she will never be able to ascend in this lifetime. Moreover, her luck is negligible and she is deeply cursed by fate. Given her luck, it's no wonder that she was misunderstood and hunted by people from the outside world."
But in a short while, Di Yange's past was almost exposed by these people.
At this moment, she really wanted to vent her anger, but this damn vine didn't even let her say a word.
So she could only roll her eyes to express her dissatisfaction.
"This boy seems to have something to say..."
"Holy Lord, don't pay any attention to this person..."
The white-haired man's face had recovered by now, but thinking of the injuries on his face and the ridicule he received, he wished he could tie Di Yange up for another ten or eight years.
However, at this moment, an arrogant laugh rang out.
"Hahaha, what a piece of crap, you want to tie me up."
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