Qing Tianyi's voice fell, and the person had disappeared.

…

"Emperor Qinggu, the Holy Body of Natural Selection is no small matter, we must get it back!"

Walk to the bedroom.

Nie Chenxi actually came in person, which shows Huang Lingling's importance.

"Don't worry, Huang Gongyi is Huang Lingling's biological grandfather. He is holding Huang Lingling's marriage decree. It is only natural and right. His parents ordered the matchmaker to say that this is destiny. If Shen Fusheng dares to disobey, the Tianci Sect will definitely seek punishment from God. His thousands

If this is auspicious, you will lose a lot."

"If he doesn't let him go for a day after being promoted to the Shen Mansion, I'll ask Huang Gongyi to wait for one day. If he doesn't let him go for a month, just wait for one month. If he doesn't let him go for a year, Huang Gongyi will die in front of the Tianci Sect."

"This kind of outrageous thing is enough to cause Shen Fusheng's Haoran Zhengqi chakra to be seriously injured and even put him into a deep sleep for three years."

The blue sky looks into the void.

Holy body of natural choice.

Wei Tianhai still knew more. If Nie Chenxi hadn't come in person, he wouldn't have known about the Holy Body of Natural Selection.

…

"Disciple, you go back to Xiangfeng City first and arrange the whole city into a wedding scene. Even if Huang Lingling cannot wake up, you are still his husband and the wedding must be held!"

Nie Chenxi, the Lord of the Divine Power Holy Land, spoke.

"Understood, Master!"

At this time, a young man with a blue complexion walked out of the darkness. A layer of green air flow, like a snake, a centipede, or a poisonous scorpion, climbed back and forth on the young man's face, which was eerie and terrifying.

Feng Haoyan.

Because of the Holy Body of Natural Selection, Nie Chenxi accepted him as a closed disciple.

Of course, Nie Chenxi was also very happy to see a spirit body, even though the corpse poison undead body was a bit disgusting.

"Zhao Chu, sooner or later I will kill you with my own hands!"

Feng Haoyan's pupils flashed with a faint green light, like a faint will-o'-wisp emerging from a dark graveyard.

Under the cultivation of the Divine Power Imperial Court, his strength has reached the peak of foundation building.

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