Ancient fairy doctors in the city

Tang Yiren didn't say anything more.

She gently stroked Fuxiqin, her eyes showed a lot of reluctance.

This was the only thing her father left her, but now it was about to be taken away by Chu Jiaren.

She hates it so much.

But she can't do anything.

She could only give Fuxiqin to Chu Jiaren.

Chu Jiaren looked at Tang Yiren triumphantly and said, "Tang Yiren, what do you want me to say about you? Back then you failed in the competition for the saintess, and even reincarnated to practice again, but what happened? You still failed."

Tang Yi was silent.

"Now my cultivation base is already on the eighth floor of the Golden Immortal Realm, and what about you? It's only the fourth floor of the Golden Immortal Realm."

"You will marry Cang Yuan of the Cang Clan obediently in a month's time, you know?" Chu Jiaren left behind these words.

Tang Yiren clenched his fists involuntarily.

After a long time, Xiaomi asked cautiously, "Miss, what should we do?"

"I don't know either." Tang Yiren said leisurely.

Leaving Taiqing Holy Land?

is it possible?

Tang Yiren, who is in possession of the holy treasure, can't leave, let alone now that she has lost the holy treasure.

"It would be great if Master knew about this." Tang Yiren said again.

But then a bitterness appeared on Tang Yiren's face.

Could Zhao Yang know?

What Tang Yiren didn't know was that Zhao Yang had already arrived in the fourth area, and after arriving in the fourth area, he did not deliberately pursue speed, but traveled slowly towards the Holy Land of Taiqing on a battleship.

A month passed quickly.

On this day, led by Chu Jiaren, a dozen maids came to Tang Yiren's courtyard.

"Tang Yiren, the time is coming, let's change into wedding clothes." Chu Jiaren said lightly.

"You can change it if you say so?" Tang Yiren glanced at Chu Jiaren.

"Tang Yiren, I advise you to be more sensible." Chu Jiaren waved his hand and two soldiers in armor grabbed Xiaomi.

"Chu Jiaren, what are you going to do?" Tang Yiren's eyes flashed with anger.

"Everyone has a weakness. Before your weakness was your mother, but now your weakness is Xiaomi." Chu Jiaren looked at Tang Yi and said, "You don't need to marry, but Xiaomi will die."

"Does the Taiqing Holy Land have to be like this?" Tang Yiren asked through gritted teeth.

"This is your last value." Chu Jiaren said with a smile.

After a long silence, Tang Yiren took the wedding dress from the maid.

"Miss, don't." Xiaomi cried bitterly, "Don't compromise for me, Xiaomi is already satisfied with serving you for so many years."

Tang Yiren shook her head at Xiaomi, and she turned back to her room with her wedding dress in hand.

Not long after, Tang Yiren in a red wedding dress appeared in front of everyone.

There was surprise in Chu Jiaren's eyes.

Over the years, Tang Yiren and Chu Jiaren have been hailed as two parallel lotus flowers in the Holy Land of Taiqing, but Chu Jiaren knows that she is still inferior in the competition of appearance.

The people of Tang Yi are already overwhelmed by the country, and the people of Tang Yi who are wearing red wedding dresses are even more beautiful.

The Cang Clan is also the Holy Land of the Fifth District, and its strength is stronger than that of the Taiqing Holy Land.

Therefore, the Cang Clan is also very cautious about the marriage, and the Cang Clan sent a large-scale wedding mission.

Both parties are happy.

Except Tangyians.

When Cang Yuan saw Tang Yiren, he couldn't move his eyes away.

Tang Yiren has the posture of overwhelming the country and the city, and is the most beautiful woman Cang Yuan has ever seen.

Cang Yuan's heart suddenly became hot when he thought that he could ravage to his heart's content tonight.

Until Tang Yiren sat in the exquisite Luanjia and headed towards the Cangzu, the two lines of tears could not help but fall.

Previously, Tang Yiren had always hoped that Master would show up under the attention of everyone.

But now it seems impossible.

What Yi Ren didn't know was that Zhao Yang's warship was not far away from the Taiqing Holy Land at this time.

After Yiren left here, the Taiqing Holy Land held a big banquet.

Just as everyone was tossing and changing cups, Zhao Yang drove the battleship to the mountain gate of the Taiqing Holy Land.

"Who are you?" Two golden immortals were stationed at the mountain gate.

They could tell at a glance that the battleship Zhao Yang was driving was extraordinary.

"I'm here to find Tang Yiren." Zhao Yang stood on the bow of the ship and said calmly.

"Tang Yiren?" The two golden immortals stationed at the mountain gate looked at each other, and one of them asked cautiously, "I don't know what relationship you have with Tang Yiren?"

"I am Zhao Yang, Tang Yiren's master." Zhao Yang said here, Zhu Ya tugged at Zhao Yang's sleeve and said, "My lord, there seems to be a wedding in Taiqing Holy Land."

"Which fairy from Taiqing Holy Land came out of the pavilion?" Zhao Yang asked after seeing that it was Shan Xi.

"That...that...." The golden fairy faltered.

"Could it be Yi Ren?" Zhao Yang asked in his heart.

"That... yes." The Jinxian said after hesitating for a while.

"Who did you marry?" Zhao Yang said as he waved his big hand towards the golden fairy who spoke, and that golden fairy was detained by Zhao Yang in front of him.

"Cang Yuan, the Holy Son of the Cang Clan." Only then did the golden fairy realize that the person in front of him was a quasi-sage.

It is true that there are many quasi-sages in Taiqing Holy Land, but he dare not offend the one in front of him?

What if this vicious person kills himself?

"Where are you now?"

"We should be approaching the Cang Clan by now."

"Do you know where the Cang Clan is?"

"know."

"Hundred Refining Furnace." Zhao Yang shouted.

The figure of Bailian Furnace immediately appeared beside Zhao Yang.

"Open the door of space." Zhao Yang said in a deep voice.

The Hundred Refining Furnace immediately opened a door of space.

"Lead the way." Zhao Yang looked at the Jinxian and said.

"well."

After that Jinxian and Zhao Yang and others disappeared, a figure appeared here.

"Jin Ming, I felt the holy power here just now, could it be that a saint has descended?"

Seeing the appearance of the quasi-sage from Taiqing Holy Land, the remaining golden immortal said quickly, "Yiren's master is here."

"Tang Yiren's master?"

"Yes."

The quasi-sage's heart sank, "How strong is Yiren's master?"

"The strength of Yi Ren's master is in the quasi-sage realm, but there is a saint standing behind Yi Ren's master." Jin Ming said with a wry smile, "Just now that saint opened the door of space and went to the Cang clan."

The face of the quasi-sage changed suddenly.

He hurried towards the main hall.

Chu Tianbao, the holy lord of Taiqing Holy Land in the main hall, is exchanging cups with several saints.

"Holy Lord." The quasi-sage came to Chu Tianbao and whispered, "I have something important to do."

Chu Tianbao glanced at the quasi-sage and said, "Didn't you see that I am chatting with some distinguished guests?"

"But..." The quasi-sage was about to say something before being interrupted by Chu Tianbao, "The big things are not as important as these guests."

The quasi-sage had to step aside.

"Sixth Elder, what happened?" Chu Jiaren came to the quasi-sage at this moment and asked softly.

"Tang Yiren's master is here."

Chu Jiaren was stunned.

Tang Yiren's master really came?

"Where is he now?"

"He brought a saint to kill the Cangzu."