Cultivator In Martial God World

Yang Xuan looked down the carpet. It was a woman who came in. She was in her fifties. She was well maintained and her complexion was fair.

She walked up to the long-haired woman with a smile on her face and asked: "Xiaoya, what's the matter? How did I hear that you found a lover of childhood sweethearts?"

"Aiya, Master!" The long-haired woman Xiaoya flushed, and said bitterly: "What kind of lover is not lover, it's a protégé, who is chewing the tongue?"

Next, Tell me what happened on the road.

After the woman listened, she said with a smile: "so that's how it is, hello, young man, do you know Xiaoya?"

She had seen Yang Xuan a long time ago Woke up.

Yang Xuan was just talking about him before. Where did he know Xiaoya? At this time, he deliberately denied it. But once he denies, these people will definitely kill him and fight together. Maybe He who has not left yet. Lim will come back again, and I'm afraid the consequences will be bad at that time.

"Ai, old lady, although I have never met Xiaoya, she has appeared in my dream more than once. I remember Xiaoya's face very clearly. She is from my previous life. Love, how can I forget?" Yang Xuan continued to ridicule.

"You...you talk nonsense, I killed you." Xiaoya flushed with shame, scolded.

Yang Xuan got up from the ground and stood up, and said: "Really, I dream of you every day and night, and I clearly remember your face. You are the lover of my previous life, your thigh There are still three moles on it."

Yang Xuan is who, Xiaoya has long been seen through.

"Ah? How did you know?" Xiaoya forgot to be angry, somewhat dubious.

"Naturally, it is true." Yang Xuan pretended to affectionately: "In the same position on my leg, there are also three moles. That is the promise of our Three Lives III."

Speaking, he tore off his trouser legs directly, exposing the surface of his thighs, where there were three bright red moles.

This is naturally just made, let alone three, even if it is 30, Yang Xuan can make it.

Xiaoya looked at the mole on Yang Xuan's leg in disbelief, her anger had long since disappeared, and hesitated instead.

After a long while, she looked towards the woman and hesitated: "Master?"

The woman's expression is still normal, her smile unchanged, she stared at Yang Xuan and said: "This is good Yes, my fairy palace has a way of tracing back to the past and present. It is said to be from Lord Fairy. When I wait for the Vice Palace Lord to come tomorrow, I beg her to show it, and the result will be obvious."

"En!" Xiaoya blushed nodded, looking at Yang Xuan strangely.

After the woman left, Yang Xuan naturally couldn't stay here anymore. He was arranged in a tent with many sundries.

This camp is not small, most of them are beautiful women, presumably from the fairy palace, and a small number of male warrior handyman are very low status.

Yang Xuan was placed behind the tent, and many people came to see him, pointing fingers, and laughed from time to time.

Yang Xuan guessed that Xiaoya may not have a low status here.

At night, Yang Xuan finally couldn't feel the breath of Hrim, he didn't know if he left, or diverted his attention away.

However, Yang Xuan did not dare to be careless and never tried to absorb the power from Helim.

Sure enough, it was very dawn, and Helim's breath appeared again, hovering on the planet.

Yang Xuan sneered to himself. If he is more patient, he is not afraid of anyone.

When the breakfast was ten, Xiaoya brought him a decent meal. Yang Xuan didn’t have to eat, but after Xiaoya came in, she didn’t leave, she could only eat a little bit, and it felt like good.

Xiaoya looked at Yang Xuan eating, hesitated for a long time, and then muttered: "You said I was the love of your previous life... love... lover, then what is my previous life's name?"

Yang Xuan put a mouthful of exquisite snacks in his mouth, said without thinking: "It's called Sun Xiaoya."

He learned from other people yesterday that Xiaoya's original name was It's called Sun Xiaoya.

"Have the name changed?" Sun Xiaoya asked frowned.

Yang Xuan is nodded by the way, who knows that it has not changed, he is just talking nonsense, okay.

"Then...then, how did we meet in the previous life?" Sun Xiaoya asked again.

"It was a night of wind and rain." Yang Xuan began to compose a story: "I am a poor scholar, and you, a lady of a big family, I fainted at your door Before, it was you who saved me. Then, we fell in love as a matter of course."

Sun Xiaoya could hear God and asked: "What about then?"

"Then? Then you Dad didn't agree that we were together, so he drove me out. When you were hungry and cold, didn't expect you to escape, so we eloped." Yang Xuan continued to make up the story.

"Eloped?" Sun Xiaoya flushed and lowered her head.

"Well, yes, but the good times didn’t last long. Your father sent people to catch up with us. Those people were fierce and wicked. He took us back and wanted to kill me. At the critical moment, you pressed death. This Then I let your dad let me go. After that, I vowed to get fame and fame, so I studied hard and finally got the top prize in high school." At this point, Yang Xuan made a sad look and continued: "But ah, wait for me to find you. When I found out that you actually committed suicide the day before I came, the reason is that your father forced you to marry the son of a high-ranking official."

Sun Xiaoya was completely attracted and asked: "What about then?"

"Then, I committed suicide in front of your grave and became two butterflies flying into the sky and meeting in the next life. The three moles on your thighs are the little ones on the wings of the butterfly. Click it." Yang Xuan made up random.

What didn't expect is that this story of Liang Zhu Huadie touched Sun Xiaoya's mind, moving tears dimly, and involuntarily said: "You are so stupid, why commit suicide?" You should live well...Aiya, I won’t tell you!"

Sun Xiaoya reacted to what she was talking about. She blushed and ran out with her head covered, almost hitting the Master’s. Body.

"What are you running?" Sun Xiaoya's Master looked at Xiaoya's back, wondering.

Sun Xiaoya’s Master is called the golden flower, and is respected as the Grandmother of Flowers. It is one of the important figures of the Fairy Palace.

Grandmother of Flowers walked in and asked strangely: "What did you say to Xiaoya?"

Yang Xuan smiled without saying a word, pretending to be mysterious.

Grandmother of Flowers didn’t care either, saying: "Vice Palace Lord is here, come with me, true or false, you will know if you are really Xiaoya’s previous life lover, I won’t Intervene, but if you lie, wait to feed the fish."

She said, there was a trace of murderous intention in her eyes.

Yang Xuan secretly thought bad luck, but he also wanted to see this method of tracing back to the past life, so he got up and walked out with Grandmother of Flowers behind him.

When I came to Xiaoya's tent, the guards were tight outside. After putting the two in, Yang Xuan found that Xiaoya was also there.

A noble woman wearing a phoenix crown and a hail took the first place. Seeing Grandmother of Flowers came, opened the mouth and said: "The method of countercurrent is the secret technique of our fairy palace. It was not easy. It is used, but Grandmother of Flowers is willing to exchange it with a thousand-year flower treasure. This Palace Lord naturally has no objection."

Yang Xuan guessed that this thousand-year flower treasure should be very precious.

Sun Xiaoya gratefully looked towards Grandmother of Flowers, Grandmother of Flowers smiled and said nothing.

"Sun Xiaoya, come here." Vice Palace Lord nodded from Sun Xiaoya.

Sun Xiaoya stepped forward and stood in front of the Vice Palace Lord.

Next moment, a strange breath was uploaded from the Vice Palace Lord.