Nan Zhenzhen Zun could no longer bear it and took a step forward to snatch Tianshu.
Lu Xiangtian skillfully swung his palm down, causing Nan Zhen to feel pain in his palm. It took him a while to come back to his senses, and his face turned red.
"Well, I'm not..." He wanted to argue, but when he saw Lu Xiangtian's serious look, he swallowed the words back.
Lu Xiangtian glanced at him coldly, and said with a hint of disappointment: "Nan Zhen, after so many years, why are you still the same?"
Nan Zhenzhenzun's expression became even more embarrassed. He lowered his head and dared not speak.
Lu Xiangtian returned Tianshu to Shangyue. After examining him, he gently said to her, "You are indeed a disciple chosen personally by Junior Brother. I believe that there must be a reason why Tianshu Divine Sword chose you as its master."
The disciples looked at each other, and saw unspeakable embarrassment in each other's eyes.
The fact that he could receive the praise from the clan leader showed that this little loser had some strength.
Everyone warned themselves in their hearts that from now on, they must never dare to make things difficult for this little loser who had no spiritual roots.
Lu Xiangtian glanced at the dejected new disciples and spoke in a gentle, soothing voice, "Don't be too discouraged. In five days, our sect will work with the elders to open the Sword Tomb. We firmly believe that you are all talented individuals who have been tempered and distinguished, and you are well-deserved to join the Shengyuan Immortal Sect. When the time comes, you will surely find the natal sword that is deeply connected to you."
After Lu Xiangtian finished speaking, the disciples' expressions became much better, and the gloom was gone. They replied in unison with radiant faces, "Yes!"
They looked at Lu Xiangtian with eyes full of gratitude, and even a passionate emotion ignited in their hearts. They vowed to win glory for the sect and serve the sect leader even at the cost of their lives.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Lu Xiangtian nodded with satisfaction.
At this moment, a strong gust of wind suddenly blew, blowing up the dust on the ground, and the leaves flew in the air, instantly causing a wave of ripples in the entire sword tomb.
Everyone's eyes turned towards the direction of the wind, with surprise and vigilance mixed on their faces.
I saw a figure flying from a distance like lightning, so fast that it was almost impossible to catch.
The man was wearing a white robe with a black robe on the outside. He was holding a small silver heater in his arms, with his slender index finger covering it.
The man stopped above the sword tomb and stared at everyone expressionlessly, his deep eyes revealing a sense of indifference and indifference.
He tapped the heater with his five fingers and scanned the crowd as if looking for something.
"Junior brother, why are you flying so fast?"
Immortal Master Beihua caught up with him. Although they were both powerful Immortal Masters, his speed was obviously no match for Chi Hua. He had been chasing Chi Hua relentlessly for five years and was even more difficult to deal with than a dog-skin plaster.
Chi Hua finally gave up and said coldly, "Get lost!"
Beihua said thick-skinnedly, "Junior brother, explain to me who the silver-haired woman in the Shadow Spring is. I will stop bothering you. How about that?"
Shadow Spring? Silver-haired woman?
Hearing this, everyone began to imagine that the Immortal Master Chihua also had a "beauty in a golden house"?
Beihua Immortal Venerable continued to coax him, "Junior brother, just tell me. It won't affect your cultivation level, right?"
Chi Hua ignored him. He searched the crowd with a sharp gaze, and soon his gaze stopped at one place.
The moment Shangyue's eyes met Chihua's, his heart trembled.
A hint of excitement appeared on her face, which she herself did not notice, and she said, "Master..."
Before he could finish his words, he was embraced by a cold embrace the next moment.
Shangyue's nose was filled with the rich scent of sandalwood, and his ears were filled with an incredible gasp.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the embracing figures, and their expressions were even more surprised than if they were hit by a divine weapon.
A cold and familiar aura surrounded Shangyue. She seemed dazed by the cold, as if she was in the absolute cold of winter.
She pushed Chihua away, took a few steps back, and broke free from this cold atmosphere.
What's going on? When did she become so close to Chihua?
Shangyue's eyes flickered, and she asked in confusion: "Master, you..."
The moment he saw Chihua clearly, Shangyue was suddenly shocked.
Chi Hua's face was pale and cold as ice (literally). There was a chill between his brows and his long eyelashes were covered with ice crystals.
"Let's go!" Chihua stepped forward, picked up Shangyue and left quickly.
He performed the action in one go, without any hesitation, leaving those who stayed to continue gossiping stunned.
"Tsk tsk! It seems that my junior brother is really a hidden talent. There is a silver-haired girl hiding in Luoxue Mountain, and now he has found a substitute for Bai Xianxian to continue his master-disciple relationship." Beihua Immortal Venerable guessed.
He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he didn't have to worry about his junior brother's marriage anymore.
Bai Xianxian's figure appeared in his mind, and guilt flashed in his eyes.
"Junior brother, after all, I am the one who cannot do you justice."
Lu Xiangtian sighed slightly. It seemed that even after a hundred years of Chihua, he still couldn't forget Bai Xianxian, otherwise he wouldn't have found someone who looked so similar to Bai Xianxian.
Chi Hua and Shang Yue flew back to Luoxue Mountain. After they landed steadily, Chi Hua took a step back and let her go.
He looked down at Shangyue stiffly, a thought flashing in his eyes.
Shangyue stared at Chihua and saw that he looked haggard. She asked worriedly, "Master, are you okay?"
This is pure nonsense. Anyone with eyes can see that the state of communism is very bad.
Chihua was silent for a long time, finally lowered his head and rested his chin on Shangyue's shoulder.
“Not very good.”
Shangyue: Uh...can you stand up and talk properly?
Chi Hua lifted the loose hair on Shangyue's neck, revealing her smooth, fair skin. The large arteries in her neck were beating rhythmically. His cold breath sprayed on it, and a strange itch made Shangyue feel an inexplicably familiar fear.
The dizziness from excessive blood loss seemed to spread again. Shangyue took a step back in panic, trying to escape from Chihua's clutches.
"Wait, I'm not..."
Looking at Chihua's stern face, Shangyue's heart slowly calmed down.
She no longer stepped back, but took a step forward, rolled up her sleeves, and revealed her white wrists.
He said in a big voice, "Master, come, take as much as you want."
You don't necessarily have to bite her neck, right?
Chi Hua stopped talking, picked up her wrist and bit it.
The skin and flesh were torn apart by sharp teeth, and blood quickly flowed out of the body.
I gritted my teeth last month. It felt terrible to watch the blood being drained from my body again!
As the sweet and warm blood flowed into his stomach, Chihua's face gradually turned rosy. The ice crystals condensed on his eyelashes slowly melted and condensed into small water droplets that dripped onto Shangyue's wrist.
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