Chapter 110
The substitute heroine whose spiritual root was taken away19
For a moment, he looked at Xie Xuan with a somewhat evil look. Their eldest daughter, who had been doted on since childhood, actually fell in love with an outer disciple who had accomplished nothing.
My good cabbage was eaten by pigs.
Still a pig with no abilities.
"Junior sister, are you serious?"
Shen Chen had a spring-like smile on his face: "Of course I'm serious."
"Senior Brother Qingyi, this is Ah Xuan."
Ah Xuan?
Qing Yi squinted his eyes and looked at Xie Xuan. He didn't know what he thought of, but he suddenly sighed.
That critical gaze also became meaningful.
My junior sister has often sent back some photo stones over the years.
Send the latest piece before coming back.
The junior sister blushed and said that she had a crush on her master, Xie Xuan. She said that she felt that his master was not unkind to her. She said that she hoped that her master and his wife would help her prepare. She wanted to become a Taoist couple with him.
He and several senior brothers and sisters were present at the time.
No one in the world knows that the Immortal Lord Luochuan has long been obsessed with evil spirits, his whereabouts are unknown, and his life and death are unknown.
And the little junior sister must be in great pain.
I saw that my junior sister didn't feel sad this year, so I thought she was holding on.
It turns out there was Ah Xuan.
Ah Xuan, Xie Xuan.
He would definitely not think that the young outer sect disciple in the foundation building stage in front of him and the world's number one immortal cultivator, Luochuan Immortal, were the same person.
Then there is only one possibility.
The little junior sister was looking at the shadow of another person through him.
I wonder if this Ah Xuan knows about this.
He sighed.
He looked sharply at the outer disciples who were full of horror and disbelief.
"Wang Ergou, you have unjustly accused a fellow sect member. This is not your first offense, and you have not corrected yourself many times. You are now expelled from the mountain gate."
Wang Ergou was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground.
No matter how hard he tried, he didn't expect that this usually silent good-for-nothing would unexpectedly get to know the eldest lady.
If he had known this earlier, he would never have dared to offend him.
He just wanted to beg for mercy.
He was gagged, tied up and thrown down the mountain by Qing Yi.
Qing Yi sighed heavily again, it was so difficult, but fortunately he was used to dealing with these things, otherwise he would have had the devilish sounds in his ears, and his nose and tears would have rubbed his legs.
If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?
Cultivation is not easy for outer disciples, and he usually doesn't want to be strict.
But there are always those disciples who are stubborn and refuse to change the rules of the sect.
Xie Xuan's hand was still tightly held by Shen Chen.
Didn't let go.
She brought him back to Zuixian Pavilion.
She never thought of hiding their relationship, and Shen Chen showed him openly in front of everyone.
The next day, the entire Xuanyuan Sect knew that the eldest lady had fallen in love with an outer disciple who was unable to practice.
Even her father and mother were shocked when they heard about it.
Like Qing Yi, he was afraid that his daughter had been deceived.
But when she found out that he had lost his memory and was picked up by his own daughter, she even named him Empress A Xuan.
Their expressions also became meaningful.
Especially after meeting Xie Xuan, the leader of the Xuanyuan Sect.
He looks about the same size and has a similar voice.
Seeing his daughter holding him dearly again, the master sighed and pulled his wife away.
I heard that the mask was a gift from my daughter.
Her silly daughter, does she think that by covering her face she can identify him as that person?
Xie Xuan lives next door to Shen Chen.
He cannot practice, has no spiritual power, and cannot go out with Shen Chen to do tasks. Therefore, he spends his days in Zuixian Pavilion like a wife waiting for her husband to return.
He knows she likes delicious food.
Then I figured out how to make delicious food for her.
He felt very satisfied staying by her side.
Seeing her smiling and praising the delicious food he cooked, he even thought that he could just go on like this forever, and that he could no longer have an identity or a memory.
He still can't practice.
He knew it clearly in his heart.
Such feelings cannot last long.
Love must always be renewed, grown, and created.
Chapter completed!