One of them was a slightly petite woman with skin as smooth as gel and delicate facial features, as if she still had a trace of childishness.
The other woman is tall, charming, and her eyes are full of charm.
The last woman had a slender figure, black and smooth hair, and a delicate and elegant face, but her expression was extremely cold.
At first glance, these three women are almost identical in appearance and cultivation.
However, that tall woman had gorgeous facial features and exuded an indescribable charm in every gesture, but her expression was as cold as ice.
His eyes were empty and lifeless, and the charm and coldness were intertwined, forming a unique charm.
As long as anyone looks at her twice, their eyes will be involuntarily attracted to her and cannot leave her for a long time.
However, Yan Yun, who had always maintained a smile and silence, suddenly trembled when he saw the woman in white palace clothes, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale!
"Come on, the three of you come up quickly and offer a glass of wine to all our fellow Taoists. They are the distinguished guests who have traveled thousands of miles to congratulate us on our wedding."
"Zi Ling, come up here and personally offer a toast to Brother Xiang, Brother Feng and Fellow Taoist Yan."
After seeing the three women, the old man Mu Guan had a bright smile on his face.
He stretched out his hand to signal the tall and beautiful woman to come forward and said so.
After hearing the old man's order, the other two women immediately smiled and agreed happily. Immediately afterwards, a maid came slowly with three jade plates in her hands. On each jade plate were placed a wine pot and several wine glasses. .
The two women walked to both sides and began to toast with smiles on their faces.
The monks who were toasted by them naturally stood up quickly without any hesitation and expressed their gratitude frequently.
The stunning woman named "Zi Ling" did not step forward immediately. Instead, she frowned slightly and her eyes lightly passed over Xiang Zhili, Old Monster Feng and others above.
When her eyes fell on Yan Yun who was sitting nearby, her delicate body couldn't help but tremble.
A strange light suddenly flashed in Mu Ran's eyes, staring at Yan Yun, unable to move any further.
The jade-like face of this stunning woman was filled with unpredictable excitement in an instant. It was first full of incredible shock, then turned to ecstasy, and finally seemed a little at a loss...
With this woman's strange reaction, anyone could probably tell that she and Yan Yun were acquaintances and that their relationship was unusual.
The expression of the old man Mu Guan suddenly darkened.
The atmosphere in the main hall also fell into a state of silence without realizing it. Most people looked at this woman and Yan Yun with extremely strange expressions!
"What's going on? Fairy Zi Ling and Taoist Fellow Yan are actually old friends?"
Hu Qinglei asked, although his words were soft, they were like thunder in Zi Ling's ears.
"It's true, I and Brother Yan are old acquaintances!"
Zi Ling's dazed eyes seemed to wake up at this moment. She quickly retracted her gaze from Yan Yun and responded with a forced smile.
However, her undulating breasts showed that she was so agitated inside at this moment that she could not control herself.
"Purple Spirit Fairy, it's such an unexpected pleasure to meet you here."
Yan Yun touched the tip of his nose, pondered for a while, and said with a wry smile.
After all, he was an extraordinary person, and he regained his composure in an instant.
"It turns out that Fairy Zi Ling and Taoist Fellow Yan are old friends. It's really great."
"Zi Ling, please give Taoist Fellow Yanyun a glass of wine first. Once you join my Demon Palace, you need to sever all ties in the past. This glass of wine can be regarded as an end to the past."
After Hu Qinglei was silent for a moment, he said quite calmly, as if he didn't care about the past of Yan Yun and Zi Ling.
Upon hearing this, Zi Ling's barely-maintained smile instantly froze on her face.
The maid of the Demon Palace on the side immediately handed a tray to Zi Ling. There was a pot of fine wine and an emerald green wine glass in the tray.
Zi Ling glanced down at the items on the plate. Her black hair covered most of her face, making it impossible for others to see her expression clearly.
However, her graceful body only stiffened for a moment before she slowly stretched out a white wrist and gently held the handle of the wine bottle.
The originally tense atmosphere in the hall was relieved by Zi Ling's actions.
The sinister look on the old man's face also softened.
Yan Yun watched quietly as Zi Ling filled a glass of rouge-like wine, then gently held up the glass with his green-white jade fingers, raised his head slightly, and walked towards him without saying a word.
The strangeness on Zi Ling's face disappeared without a trace, and she regained her cold and indifferent expression. The way she looked at Yan Yun instantly became like looking at a stranger.
The corner of Yan Yun's mouth twitched, but he soon regained his composure.
"Fellow Taoist Yan, please taste this beautiful wine!"
Zi Ling's voice seemed to come from the distant sky, without any emotion, as if it was just a walking corpse talking.
After hearing this, everyone in the palace showed a trace of pity.
Yan Yun looked at the wine glass in front of him and did not immediately reach out to take it. Instead, his eyes followed the wine glass as it flowed over the woman's arms and body, and finally landed on the delicate face like a jade sculpture.
My eyes narrowed slightly at some point!
This scene made the atmosphere in the hall that had just relaxed become tense again.
However, the expression of the old man Mu Guan remained unchanged this time, and the cold light in his eyes disappeared.
Xiang Zhili on the side seemed to feel something. He turned to look at Hu Qinglei and could not help but frown slightly. Old Monster Feng looked at the strange situation between Yan Yun and Zi Ling and just sneered repeatedly, making it difficult to guess his innermost feelings. Deep thoughts.
Other Nascent Soul stage monks also had different expressions on their faces, and most of them obviously wanted to watch a good show.
Yan Yun stretched out his hand and suddenly took the wine glass from Zi Ling's hand. He raised his hand and drank the wine in one gulp.
His move shocked everyone present. Hu Qinglei's eyebrows trembled slightly, then returned to normal in an instant.
Zi Ling's expressionless face suddenly showed a complicated expression. She stared at Yan Yun silently for a moment, then silently took the empty wine glass and prepared to turn around and leave.
"Wait a minute! According to my observation, there seems to be some kind of restriction imposed on Miss Zi Ling's body!"
Just when people thought that this matter would end smoothly with Hu Qinglei's powerful strength, Yan Yun unexpectedly stated calmly.
Zi Ling's body, which was about to turn back, suddenly trembled, and stopped motionless as if possessed, as if the lotus feet were nailed to the ground.
The entire majestic hall was as quiet as dead water for an instant, and everyone could not help but hold their breath and concentrate, for fear that making the slightest sound would attract the attention of others.
"Fellow Daoist Yan, are you too drunk to cause trouble?"
"Please be sure to stay awake to avoid doing something you will regret!" Hu Qinglei's expression remained unchanged, and he said this after drinking down the glass of wine in his hand.
The dissatisfaction in his words was already palpable.
"Brother Hu, don't worry. Although Yan has had a few more drinks, his mind is still clear and he is definitely not a gibberish person."
Yan Yun's eyes flickered for a moment, but he smiled indifferently.
"Really? Zi Ling, I want to ask you something. Do you think fellow Taoist Yan is so drunk that he is unconscious and doesn't even know whether he is drunk?"
Hu Qinglei glanced down at the hand wearing a red ring, and said lightly without raising his head.
After hearing this, Zi Ling's face changed rapidly, and her bright red lips wriggled a few times, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she still couldn't utter a single word.
Hu Qinglei seemed to notice Zi Ling's inner hesitation and raised his head to stare at her.
Everyone present was horrified when they saw the expression on the old man Mu Guan's face at this time, and an inexplicable fear emerged in their hearts.
Because although Hu Lao Mo's face looked the same as before, there was a faint layer of black mist on his face.
His eyes turned reddish unknowingly, flashing with bursts of cold light, completely unlike the eyes a human should have.
"Fellow Daoist, you..."
Xiang Zhili hesitated to speak, but the cold tone of the old man Mu Guan immediately interrupted his words.
"Even though this fellow Taoist Yan is a distinguished guest brought by Brother Xiang, if I am bullied, how can I turn a deaf ear?"
"If he can't give me a satisfactory explanation today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to leave here safely."
After hearing this, Xiang Zhili could only smile bitterly and shake his head. He no longer tried to dissuade Hu Laomo, but turned to Yan Yun and shook his head gently:
"Junior Brother Yan, you should understand what you are doing."
"There is really nothing Xiang can do about this matter. You need to decide how to explain it to Brother Hu. I believe that Junior Brother Yan must have something to say to Brother Hu."
After saying these words, Xiang Zhili no longer paid attention to the two of them, but leaned back, closed his eyes and began to meditate and adjust his breath.
Although Xiang Zhili didn't say much, Yan Yun could feel a hint of concern from his words.
However, as a cultivator in the transformation stage, Xiang Lao'er was obviously not willing to have a direct conflict with Hu Lao Mo, so he only reminded Yan Yun a few words and chose to stand aside.
Yan Yun smiled slightly, turned to Zi Ling and asked:
"Miss Zi Ling, we have known each other for a long time, and we can be said to be one of Yan's few confidants. Since there is a restriction hidden in your body, it may not be out of intention."
"Although Yan doesn't want to offend Daoist friends, he can't just sit idly by and ignore it."
"Before that, I kindly ask the girl to tell her honestly whether she really wants to marry Brother Hu as his concubine. If the girl has made up her mind, Yan will naturally not interfere. But if the girl has other intentions..."
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Yan Yun hasn't finished speaking yet, but the meaning is self-evident.
"I..."
Zi Ling's face showed many complex emotions such as joy, hesitation, and helplessness. She seemed eager to answer, but didn't know where to start.
"There is no need to ask this girl Zi Ling. Does everyone who comes to this Demonic Palace want to be my concubine, or can she decide on her own?"
"But even if she is unwilling, what can be changed? I'm afraid you don't dare to offend this Demon Palace and take her away by force, right?"
Hu Qinglei smiled contemptuously, his words full of ridicule.
"It turns out it's just as I expected! Is this true or false?"
Yan Yun sighed, but still asked Zi Ling again as if for final confirmation.
"A few years ago, I accidentally exposed my true identity. As a result, I was jointly attacked by several elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect. I was forcibly captured and taken to the mountain. Naturally, there was no voluntariness at all."< br>
Zi Ling's eyes fell on Yan Yun and saw that he had now reached the late Nascent Soul Dacheng state.
Facing the master of the Demon Palace who terrified him, he actually behaved so calmly and calmly.
I don't know why, but there was a warm current in my heart, so I gritted my teeth and confessed the truth.
Hearing this, Hu Qinglei just sneered and remained silent. The other monks in the temple did not show any strange expressions.
If such an act of forcibly abducting a female cultivator occurred in an orthodox sect such as Taiyi Sect, it would probably be severely condemned.
However, among the devils and some casual cultivators, this kind of behavior is commonplace, as if it is a matter of course.
And the monks who can come here naturally have nothing to do with the righteous sect. No wonder they are indifferent to such incidents.
"Since Miss Zi Ling admits it personally, that is enough. Brother Hu, there is no need to be angry. I have no intention of becoming an enemy of fellow Taoist."
"Everything in this world can be traded fairly. I don't know what price I have to pay in order to get the freedom of fellow Taoist Zi Ling."
After Yan Yun nodded slightly, he actually said this to the old man with a wooden crown, as if he completely ignored the displeasure on the other person's face and turned a blind eye.
"Deal? With you?"
Hu Qinglei was stunned for a moment, then a strange expression appeared on his face.
"Does Brother Hu think that I don't have this qualification?"
Yan Yun responded calmly.
"Indeed, you are worthy of trading with Hu! Even if you are slightly better than the ordinary late Nascent Soul monks, you are still nothing in my eyes."
"In other words, do you really think that just because fellow Taoist Xiang brought you here, you can be on an equal footing with Hu? What's more, there are so many rare treasures in this world that can make Hu's heart move."
"By the way, it is said that you still have two spiritual treasures in your hand."
"However, as long as Hu Mou is willing, I can kill you at any time. By then, these two spiritual treasures will still belong to Hu Mou."
Hu Qinglei said in a gloomy tone, and at the same time, a layer of black light appeared on his body, which seemed to have a murderous intention towards Yan Yun.
"Lingbao, I must have told Brother Hu to fellow Taoist."
"However, I don't know if I have also revealed the news about the Immortal-Destroying Pearl to my fellow Taoist."
"Also, do you really think that the space node information I gave you is the entire content?"
"Or do you think that even though I have the Immortal-Destroying Pearl, you can still capture me alive and use the soul-searching technique on me?"
Yan Yun's eyes flickered strangely for a few times, then he suddenly opened his lips slightly and whispered in the ear of the old man Mu Guan.
Hu Laomo, who was originally showing a fierce look, suddenly changed his expression when he heard this, stared at Yan Yun with cold eyes, and suddenly fell into silence. (End of chapter)