Chapter 437 Cultivating Immortals? Repair Magic?

Ignoring the loose ink hair, Yan Ge lowered his head again, took off the necklace of the same style as the golden crown hanging around his neck, and placed it beside the golden crown.

For a moment, she actually wanted to look up at Guiyuan Tianzun.

This guy, if it's someone else, it's fine, the way is ruthless, she believes that when encountering such a thing, most men will only take it as a shame, and only want to kill her secretly to end the shame, instead of continuing to treat her She cared about it.

A powerful person with an unstable mind and a fragile mind.

She was really afraid that he would blacken and explode in place.

But his lips moved, but he couldn't say anything, and he didn't have the courage to look up at Guiyuan Tianzun.

The more she talked about this kind of scene, the more unbearable it seemed to him.

After a slight pause, Yan Ge turned around and bent down, picked up Hongchen, nodded slightly to the two of Wuya Sect, and then slowly walked down the steps step by step.

There are so many people in the square.

No one made a sound.

Even, there is almost no sound of breathing.

Where she passed, everyone spontaneously gave way, bowed their heads silently, and didn't even have the courage to look at her.

At this moment, everyone is not only trembling physically, but also trembling in the bottom of their hearts.

The coercion of the one above was too heavy, which made them fear and fear from the bottom of their hearts, and even, as if they still felt the same, there was a wordless sense of sadness and grief flowing in their hearts.

These people, for some reason, thought of their first love.

Those who have no first love, think of those relatives who have been dead for many years...

I really want to cry, but the tears seem to have wisdom, and I shrink back and dare not shed them!

Yange didn't look back.

Even if she didn't turn her head, she could still feel that Venerable Guiyuan's gaze was always on her.

He was watching her leave.

What this man did made her completely puzzled.

Because I didn't understand, my heart became more and more uncomfortable.

Lowering his head, looking at the dying Hong Chen, Yan Ge smiled silently at Hong Chen.

It's great that Hong Chen can still live and exist in this world.

She can also let go of this concern in her heart.

Hong Chen stared straight at her with a pair of pitch-black eyes that seemed to be enveloped in a devilish energy.

He asked softly, "Are you sad?"

sad?

Since also, is sad.

Although she is a tree, she is now in the host's body and integrated with the host.

Not only flesh and blood, but also love and heart.

From the very beginning, she approached Venerable Guiyuan just to be able to avenge the host.

From the very beginning, her purpose was impure.

Perhaps it should be said that at the beginning, the mutual purpose between her and Venerable Guiyuan was not pure.

She is to take advantage of his power, and he is to use her to help him relieve the ailments caused by the exercises.

She was sober the whole time.

But he keeps getting stuck.

She recalled that a few days before the Double Cultivation Ceremony, he was like a man with pre-marital panic disorder, walking up and down on Chixia Peak all day long, changing the style of Chixia Peak every day, and then asking questions like offering treasures. Is she good looking.

She remembered again that he clung to her every day, promising her that he would never abandon her.

He did it, even if she was like this, he never abandoned her.

But she abandoned him.

In front of the people of the world, he gave him such a big embarrassment.

Can he get over this knot?

Hong Chen's hand grabbed Yan Ge's sleeve, and he said, "If you're sad, just cry."

Yan Ge blinked, her lips were pursed tightly, and she didn't speak.

She knew that no matter how low her voice was, Venerable Guiyuan could still hear her.