"If this is the case, it is not the underworld, it is an important close relative who is related to myself."

“不过,我生前就没有任何血脉至亲,本身更是穿越而来,父母兄弟,自是不用说,不可能存在,若是其他的话,雪怜在地府,地府无事,她也不可能有事.究竟是哪一方面出了问题.”

Yan Fusheng pondered in his heart and thought quickly that almost everything related to him was left in the underworld. In a short period of time, there was no possibility of major accidents.

But the whim that appears in my body cannot be faked at all.

既然如此,那必然是自己有所疏漏之处,认真思量间,突然,两只眼瞳juliè的收缩,两道凌厉的寒芒闪电般的迸射而出,道:“难道是紫嫣,难道是紫嫣出事了.对,不错,是紫嫣,与我乃是至亲相连,又不在身旁的,就只有紫嫣.”

Who is Zi Yan? That is the wife he had already recognized during his lifetime. He had already vowed to make a vow to share life and death when facing a desperate situation. He was a wife and a close relative. His status in his heart was not replaced by any woman. Even Xue Lian could not do it.

Unfortunately, Zi Yan's whereabouts were not found in the Guiyu Sect back then. According to investigations, the entire Blood Moon Realm no longer had Zi Yan's aura, and even if it was life and death, it would not be found. If the soul was broken into pieces in the Blood Moon Realm, he could still capture a trace of aura, find a complete soul, and rebirth.

But after searching the entire Blood Moon Realm, there was no trace at all. There was only one reason here, that is, Zi Yan is no longer in the Blood Moon Realm and has left this world.

At that time, it was speculated that the biggest possibility was that Zi Yan was taken away by a powerful man to the Thirty-Three Days Continent.

As long as you keep working hard, sooner or later, one day you can rush to the 33-day continent, sweep across the world, find Zi Yan, and then complete the unfinished wedding.

The rhythm at this moment made Zi Yan's figure involuntarily appear in his mind.

"It's Zi Yan, it's definitely Zi Yan. Except Zi Yan, there is no one who can make me feel such an amazing feeling." Yan Fusheng's eyes showed an unspeakable look of certainty. Then, he was fierce and fierce. He shouted coldly: "Is it because Zi Yan has any danger? Don't let me know who it is, otherwise, even if you are in the blue sky and under the yellow spring, I will make you never be reborn."

With an restless mind, the divine light in my eyes flashed from time to time, conveying a sense of unconcealed murderous intent and coldness.

A dragon has reverse scales, and it will die if it touches it!!

In his heart, Zi Yan is the reverse scale that cannot be touched.

Between Zi Yan, the feelings accumulated little by little from the tiny, and the affection of the son who is unswerving to death. This kind of love will not only not be erased in the passage of time, but will instead pass with the passage of time. Like that fine wine, it will become more fragrant and rich. Even if there are many women around you, it cannot be compared with it.

"The female protagonist Zi Yan should be fine. Those who can take her out of the Blood Moon Realm must be powerful people whose cultivation has reached the Soul Condensation Realm. Such a powerful person will definitely not cause any damage to him. What's more, the old ghost of Xuanyin captured Zi Yan temporarily and wanted to force him to be his disciple. I'm afraid that the female protagonist's qualifications will not be ordinary."

乌鸦眨了眨眼睛,开口叫嚷道.

"go out!!"

Although it only took only one day to refine all the five elements spiritual materials and return from the Ghost Market, Yan Fusheng is not in a state of retreat now.

心念一动下,随即向外走去.

He walked out of the bone coffin, stood on the bone altar, and glanced around.

In the entire first floor space, the altars of white bones were lit one after another, emitting a dazzling divine light. In the darkness, unspeakable light flashed, conveying a strange rhythm.

Almost most of the white bone altar here has been lit.

Just like, I am afraid that the guidance has entered the end stage, and once the full capacity is full, the ghost ship will inevitably begin.

"I'm finally almost finished the reception. I don't know when the banquet set up by the owner of the ghost ship will start. I don't know how many rare spiritual fruits will be at the banquet. I'll have a good time this time."

The crow licked his mouth and said with anticipation.

Yan Fusheng smiled faintly without comment, and then looked at the wèizhi where the Ghost Market was located. In the market, the number of people suddenly increased. You can already see that groups of monks were watching in front of stalls, or buying and selling. It was extremely lively.

At this moment, the eyes subconsciously looked at the passage leading to the deck.

At this moment, three figures suddenly appeared in their eyes, their eyes were stunned, and their whole body was even more calmed down like a detergent spell on the spot, and then there was an unspeakable tremor.

His eyes always fell on a purple figure without a trace of blinking.

The steps under his feet involuntarily stepped forward and walked step by step towards the figure in his eyes.

"Sister Yan, look, there are so many bone coffins and altars. Will we just live here in the future? This is too cunning, why should we hire someone to live in the coffin?"

Qiao Yun, who stepped into this first floor space, shouted strangely.

"Qiaoyun, this is a ghost ship. According to legend, it is the most evil artifact in the world. There is nothing strange about using the bone coffin as a place to sleep. Judging from the situation here, I am afraid that there are many geniuses who have been invited to board the ship."

The Son of Ziwei glanced around meaningfully. Seeing the scenes of human figures wandering in the ghost market, he nodded and pondered.

“…”

Zi Yan still didn't say much, but just smiled and listened quietly, revealing a slight quiet charm.

"Hey!! Look, who is this? It seems to be coming towards us directly. Ziwei Holy Son, Sister Yan, do you know him?" At this moment, Qiao Yun also discovered that a man in black actually walked towards them straight. Judging from the situation, he had no intention of avoiding them. He was coming directly to them and couldn't help but shout in surprise.

In particular, she found that the man in front of her seemed to have always been staring at Sister Zi Yan.

"Stop!!"

The Saint Zi Zi Wei took a step forward, blocked her body completely, frowned slightly, and shouted without anger on her face. How could Qiao Yun discover something that he could not notice with his ability, and he had always stared at Zi Yan at the beginning.

This discovery made him feel an unspeakable disgust on the spot.

Although he didn't say it, he had already regarded Zi Yan as his taboo in his heart, so he would not let others get involved in it. Seeing the expression of the man in front of him, the disgust in his heart surged into his mind for almost no reason.

fǎngfo suddenly encountered a natural enemy.

The visitor is not someone else, but Yan Fusheng.

There was no intention of paying attention to the Ziwei Saint Son in front of him. His eyes could penetrate the Ziwei Saint Son's body and land directly on Zi Yan.

"Yan'er, is it you?"

His lips trembled slightly, as if he had the strength of his entire body. He made a gentle inquiry sound. After that sound was made, there was an indescribable hoarseness. In the hoarseness, he conveyed endless affection.

"Who are you? Do you know Sister Zi Yan?"

Qiaoyun blinked curiously, looked at Yan Fusheng strangely, and then looked at Zi Yan's face.

"No matter who you are, please get out of here immediately."

Ziwei's Holy Son slowly narrowed his eyes and shouted coldly. A kind of pressure that was as unrestrained as an emperor was conveyed. In Yan Fusheng, he felt a strong wēixié and felt that he might take away what he originally belonged to him.

"Zi Yan, it's really you!" Yan Fusheng did not react at all to the scolding of Ziwei's Holy Son, and always placed his whole mind on the purple figure.

Zi Yan looked at Yan Fusheng with a tranquility like water. Fǎngfo looked at a stranger, fǎngfo frowned slightly, and said with a cherry lips: "Who are you? Do we know you? I never seem to remember knowing you, and how could you know my name?"

In the voice, there was no concealment of doubt. The doubt did not seem to be pretending. Fǎngfo really didn't recognize him, but he was really just looking at a stranger.

This sentence fell into Yan Fusheng's ears, but it hit his chest like a giant hammer. His face turned extremely pale in an instant, and his body couldn't help but tremble a few times.

Don't know?

How is this possible? Zi Yan in front of her absolutely, no matter whether it is a breath or anything else, it is absolutely impossible to be wrong. Her breath, even if it is a thousand times of reincarnation, will never be forgotten.

What's more... Yan Fusheng's eyes fell on the purple jade pendant on Zi Yan's neck. How could he not be familiar with the jade pendant? There would never be a second one in the world.

"I am Fusheng, Yan Fusheng, your husband. You are my wife, Zi Yan. Have you forgotten that the jade pendant on your neck was carved by the purple jade I bought after I became the lord of Tienniu City. I have been looking for you all these years."

Yan Fusheng took a deep breath, looked at Zi Yan, and said slowly word by word.

Every word conveys an unquestionable charm, giving people a strong sense of trust, and making people feel the sincerity contained in it.

"What, the jade pendant that Sister Zi Yan brought was carved by you? Do you really know Sister Zi Yan?" Qiao Yun looked at the purple jade pendant on Zi Yan's neck strangely.

They have known each other for more than ten years. When Zi Yan entered the Seven-Star Holy Land, she always wore the seemingly rough purple jade pendant. She remembered that no matter what she did, the jade pendant had never left her neck for a moment. (To be continued...)
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