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Chapter 1399 Coming for the Holy Maiden [1]

"Zishan, do you want to go and take a look?"

Yang Yu's eyes flashed, and he was still a little moved by Zishan.

Whether it is the "Sutra of the Times" or the ancient medicines in Zishan that are more than 100,000 years old, they are very attractive to Yang Yu.

"I'm not interested for the moment, but if necessary, I can go to the purple mountain."

Yang Yu's eyes flashed, he turned around and looked at An Miaoyi and Ye Fan.

"Wuliang Tianzun, Fairy An doesn't know if she wants to talk about the wind, flowers, snow and moon?"

Yang Yu smiled slightly. At this moment, only Yang Yu and others were left in the Miaoyu Temple Heavenly Palace, and the other geniuses had already left.

"Not impossible."

Looking at Yang Yu, An Miaoyi smiled slightly.

Her eyes were very bright, and she seemed to have a unique charm in her frown and smile, which was touching.

"You monk is still trying to attack Fairy An?"

Li Heishui looked at Yang Yu and said speechlessly.

"Wuliang Tianzun, Fairy An is so beautiful, I naturally want to have a love for the beauty of my monk."

Yang Yu smiled slightly, then looked at An Miaoyi and said, "Fairy An, why not say that. I want to have an irresponsible relationship with the fairy."

"Monk, can you stop being so unscrupulous? How can all words come out of your mouth?"

Looking at Yang Yu, Ye Fan spoke with a strange expression.

Can he still not understand what Yang Yu said?

Meaning one-night stand!

"The Emperor Wuliang Tianzun, the wind is bright and sunny tonight, and the sky is clear and bright. We will go to the Heavenly Palace to sit for a moment of spring night."

However, Yang Yu glanced at Ye Fan and Li Heishui, curled his lips, and continued to speak to An Miaoyi.

"Yes, please follow me."

An Miaoyi looked at Yang Yu and said lightly.

Yang Yu smiled slightly and walked to the previous heavenly palace with An Miaoyi.

Yang Yu sat down, poured a glass of wine on his own, and looked at An Miaoyi with a calm expression.

An Miaoyi smiled sweetly, and the posture of falling fish and geese was even more charming at this moment. She lay on her side opposite Yang Yu and said with a smile: "Why should I call you, you can't be a little monk, or the saint son of Yaochi?"

"You actually saw it."

Yang Yu smiled slightly and looked at An Miaoyi with a little surprise.

"I didn't see that it was just that you, a genius like the Holy Son of Dayan and Prince of Daxia, who were not at all weak, could not fully respect a person of his peer generation."

An Miaoyi shook her head. She couldn't see anything unusual about Yang Yu's appearance, but she just couldn't have the little monk.

Everything is just guessing.

"That's good, look at the others, none of them guess who I am."

Yang Yu shrugged and said boredly.

"I wonder what happened to you when you travel like this, Holy Son?"

An Miaoyi nodded and asked.

"It's convenient to do bad things, it's fun."

Yang Yu shrugged and said that his purpose of this trip was to make a fuss in the holy city.

"The Holy Son of Yaochi is indeed different from ordinary people."

An Miaoyi looked slightly stunned, then she covered her mouth and chuckled, making her more charming.

"It's all guessed, it's not fun anymore. If Fairy An doesn't have a chance, I'll leave."

Yang Yu spoke, since someone had been out, there was no need to take it on.

He didn't want to tease An Miaoyi as the Holy Son of Yaochi.

"I respectfully send the Holy Son away."

An Miaoyi's beautiful eyes flashed, then nodded, not trying to keep Yang Yu.

In the Heavenly Palace, An Miaoyi sent Yang Yu away.

"This woman will disappear from now on. She understands a man's heart very much."

After leaving Miaoyu Temple, Yang Yu shook his head. He was not interested in An Miaoyi.

In other words, since he experienced the incident after returning to the prehistoric world, Yang Yu has no idea of ​​leaving much connection with any world.

Shi Shiran left, Yang Yu looked dull and did not lose the loss of not being able to spend the romance with the fairy.

"Now, go bet on stones and see if you can trick the saint into returning to the sacred land of Yaochi."

On the second day, Yang Yu was about to go to Daoyi Holy Land, and he was very interested in the girl Taoist priest.

The Taoist Holy Land is surrounded by towering ancient trees, which sprinkle large areas of shade. The Taoist temple is very quiet. In the luxurious sacred city, it has a taste of returning to nature.

In the world of the world, it seems like a pure land, with ancient trees in large areas, and the Taoist temple shines with light golden brilliance in the sun, making it extremely sacred.

This Taoist temple covers a wide area and is hidden among the plants and trees. As soon as she came close, Yang Yu saw two acquaintances, the prince of Daxia and the little nun in white.

There were some people next to me who seemed to have great identities and were not ordinary young people.

"This time, His Highness the Prince wants to bet on stones with Jin Chixiao of the Golden Family, or do he want to bet on the young master of the Tian Yao Palace, Yao Yuekong?" someone asked.

"Don't worry about these things first. Let's see what the eight monsters are from. I've heard of them for a long time and haven't seen them."

The prince of Daxia replied that his black hair was like a waterfall, his eyes were like torches, his steps were like dragons and tigers, and his majestic posture was powerful.

"The Emperor Wuliang Tianzun, I didn't expect that the prince was here too."

Yang Yu smiled and walked forward, looking at Prince Daxia and the little nun in white, smiling.

"Oh? The little elder is here too?"

The Prince of Daxia was slightly shocked. Unexpectedly, Yang Yu, whom he had just met yesterday, met again at this moment.

"hello."

Yang Yu smiled slightly, and nodded to the little nun in white.

"You bad monk, you don't respect Amitabha Buddha but call Wuliang Tianzun, hum!"

However, the little nun in white snorted, leaving her head away from looking at Yang Yu.

"Wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha stays in his heart, and everything else is not a problem. Little nun in white, you misunderstand me."

Yang Yu shook his head and looked at the little nun in white with a smile and said.

"The Buddha's heart?"

The little nun in white and the prince of Daxia were slightly stunned and looked at Yang Yu in surprise.

"Wuliang Tianzun, I am not a bad monk, but a purest monk!"

Yang Yu smiled and spoke to the little nun in white, saying seriously.

"Yeah?"

The little nun in white didn't say much about gods and demons, but just looked at Yang Yu and nodded faintly.

Prince Daxia glanced at Yang Yu, and looked at the smile on his chubby face, and felt extremely frustrated.

Moreover, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't feel that this was a pure smile, but instead seemed extremely unscrupulous!

"Haha, I can't be able to judge the little elder at a young age. I can even say such great enlightenment."

Someone appeared next to him, and it was the Saint Son of Yaoguang.

His body is brilliant and heroic, and you can tell that his power is at a glance.

"Immortal Heavenly Lord, the Saint Son of Yaoguang, I can't."

Yang Yu smiled and nodded to the Yaoguang Shengzi.

The Fengyun of Licheng, because of Yang Yu's intervention, the Saint Son of Yaoguang, Yao Xi and the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King were not trapped by Ye Fan in the divine furnace used by Emperor Hengyu when he was young.

At this moment, he actually appeared in the Taoist Holy Land.

"I wonder why the little elder cannot come?" The Saint Son of Yaoguang asked.

"The stepping stone to the sacred place of Yaochi."

Yang Yu smiled slightly and said calmly: "I want to win a few saints and take them away, and take them to Yaochi together."

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