Chapter 0520: The Master of the Pavilion

When Su Yang heard this, his eyes narrowed, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes. His palms were tightly pinched. He seemed to have returned to the scene of meeting Su Ya at the bottom of the Nine Palaces of the Nine Palaces of the Nine Palaces.

Stranger.

At this moment, thinking about it again made him feel ache.

Two years later, it will be exactly the time for the Seven Profound Conference to be held, and two years later, he will leave the Seven Profound World and go outside the world.

"Before leaving the Seven Xuanwu Realm, you must untie Ya'er's seal and the Nether Palace."

Su Yang gritted his teeth and looked angry.

Seeing Su Yang's appearance, Zhang Qing took a deep breath, her complex expression. She naturally investigated everything about Su Yang and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

"Thanks."

After a long time, Su Yang's eyes trembled slightly, the anger in his eyes dissipated, and he calmed down and said to Zhang Qingwei's gratefulness.

"As the Holy Son of Jiuzhou, this is what you deserve." Zhang Qing smiled faintly.

"What about the second thing?"

Su Yang asked.

"The second thing..." Zhang Qing's expression changed slightly, he glanced at Su Yang, bit his lip and said, "Eighteen Pavilion Masters have made a decision to marry you and me."

Speaking of the back, her voice became even more like a mosquito hum, and a hint of blush flew on her cheeks.

"What did you say? Marriage?"

Su Yang widened his eyes and looked at Zhang Qingwei in disbelief: "Are you sure you are not kidding me?"

Seeing Su Yang's violent reaction, Zhang Qingwei rolled his eyes in anger and said gritting his teeth: "As the victim, I haven't even had a lot of money yet. Why are you so excited?"

"What? Isn't my sister pretty? You're not moved at all?"

Zhang Qingwei glared at Su Yang hatefully and suddenly said dissatisfied.

"Ahem, Sister Qingwei is of course good-looking, but this is a marriage partner. What do you mean by Sister Qingwei?"

Su Yang squeezed out a smile on his face and looked at Zhang Qing’s Weibo carefully.

Is Zhang Qingwei not good-looking?

If anyone dares to say this, Su Yang will rush forward and give him two oaths.

Zhang Qingwei gave him the feeling that she was a beauty who coexisted in the two extremes of Qingling and Secular Female Heroes.

But let him and Zhang Qingwei...

His first idea was to refuse.

He really doesn't want to provoke too much for women. It's enough to have Duanmuxiang.

"Am I?" Zhang Qing narrowed his beautiful eyes slightly, glanced at Su Yang, and smiled faintly: "I cannot refuse the decision made by the eighteen cabinet masters."

"Of course, even if you agree, you can't be considered a sister's man. A man who wants to be a sister must at least be stronger than her. You are too young and too weak."

"Ahem, that's good, that's good."

Su Yang felt a little relieved. He was not so narcissistic that Zhang Qingwei took the initiative to fall in love with him.

Since Zhang Qingwei was also opposed in his heart, even if he refused, he would not be able to control himself.

"What did you say?" Zhang Qingwei suddenly raised his eyebrows and glared at Su Yang in anger and shouted.

"Uh, no, nothing." Su Yang shook his head repeatedly and smiled stiffly: "Sister Qingwei, look, I definitely can't meet the qualifications of being your man, so this marriage..."

Zhang Qingwei looked at Su Yang deeply and said indifferently: "If you don't want to, the Master of the Pavilion will just refuse when he summons you."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Sister Qingwei..."

Su Yang shouted, and the latter left the hall on his own as if he hadn't heard it.

"What's wrong with this? It seems that I'm sorry for her?" Su Yang shook his face and said depressedly.

Outside the hall, Zhang Qingwei's face turned pale and turned around and stared at the hall with gritted teeth and cursed: "This damn bastard, am I old? This guy is not moved at all?"

"In the entire Jiuzhou, those who want to chase their sister can line up thousands of miles. I'm so angry that I'm so angry. Are you wrong with me?"

"Is it really not good-looking? Why do I feel much better than Duanmuxiang?"

Zhang Qing stomped his feet in a slight breath, and couldn't help but touch his face, muttering depressedly.

"Hmph, the bastard who has not grown enough yet, my sister doesn't like you yet. I don't know what the parents are thinking? Give me a gift to him?"

After snorting coldly, Zhang Qing left the place with a slight face like frost.

"You boy, this little girl is also a top genius in the Qixuanwu Realm. She is not bad at all. She is even more from the Zhang family in Jiuzhou. You can really make up your mind to refuse."

Mingkong suddenly floated out and looked at Su Yang in surprise.

Su Yang rubbed his head and smiled bitterly, "It's enough to have Xiang'er, I don't want to provoke so much."

After hearing this, Mingkong's expression was slightly stagnant, as if he was trapped in memory, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

After a long time, he looked at Su Yang with a little more admiration, and said with a faint smile: "It is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but if you can do this, your little woman will probably be very happy."

Su Yang said distressedly: "Why did the 18 Pavilion Masters in Jiuzhou suddenly have such a mind to marry?"

"Will there be another mandatory force in the end?"

Mingkong smiled mysteriously, thinking about something.

He guessed that the old guys in Jiuzhou must have seen the conversation between him and the Beijue Sword Emperor in the Beijue Sword Tomb.

The body has its origin. If it can be combined with Zhang Qingwei, the bloodline born will inevitably be extraordinary.

The real purpose of those old guys is probably this.

Shaking his head slightly, Mingkong's eyes showed a bantering look. Unfortunately, these old guys met a stubborn Su Yang.

Even Fu Zi could refuse, let alone Zhang Qingwei. He could see that it would be difficult for Su Yang to accept another woman without a certain emotional foundation.

Since those old guys know my existence, they are afraid they will see me soon.

Ming Kongxin sighed faintly.

In the hall, it soon fell into a dead silence.

Su Yang had already made a decision in his heart, so he threw the marriage aside and thought about everything he saw in the Devouring Gate.

Everything he saw must have been pointed out, and he knew this very well, especially the mysterious power in the light circle world that devoured the stars.

Moreover, the Gate of Devouring grew very rapidly after devouring those powers.

But, what exactly are those powers? Martial arts in a world?

Su Yang frowned: "If it is a martial arts world, then after being swallowed, will the origin of this world collapse?"

"What kind of world is there in those light balls?"

Su Yang's head was filled with doubts, and he couldn't figure it out.

He tried again, but this time he did not enter the void he had entered before as he wished.

"His Son, the Lord of the Pavilion."

Suddenly a guard came in and said respectfully to Su Yang.

"Summoned by the Lord?"

Su Yang browed, quickly put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart, stood up and looked at the guard and said, "Are there only six holy sons?"

"Yes, the one who saw the six holy sons was the Grand Pavilion Master."

The guard replied.

"Let's go."

Su Yang took a deep breath and knew that the matter was coming, so he stopped hesitating and followed the guards to leave the hall.
Chapter completed!