Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 1262 Mo Yun
"There is no mistake, this person is Mo Yun I am looking for."

Xiao Ling came to Mo Yun's side, spread out the portrait provided by Bai Xuan, and carefully scrutinized Mo Yun's appearance. Except for Mo Yun's beard, there was only a dry and thin body. Undoubtedly with the portrait.

"Mo Yun should have sunk into the illusion of Liuli Huantianhuo, but it took him three years to get here, and he has not been refined into a phantom demon by Liuli Huantianhuo, but he is quite capable."

Xiao Ling put away the portrait, pondered, thinking about how to rescue Mo Yun.

The current situation of Mo Yun is not optimistic. There is only a sliver of anger left in his body. If Mo Yun is awakened by external force, then Mo Yun will die completely and become a phantom.

Xiao Ling didn't want to see such a situation.

The only way now is to enter the illusion of Mo Yun, and bring Mo Yun back to reality in the illusion!

"Looking at the pain on your face, it seems that it is not easy to be in the illusion, right? Well, since I was entrusted by someone, I will definitely take you out of this place safe and sound."

Xiao Ling did what he said, and immediately sat cross-legged, put his hands behind Mo Yun's back, closed his eyes, and inhaled a touch of Glazed Illusory Sky Fire. After a while, he entered the illusion where Mo Yun was.

"Qingqiu?"

Xiao Ling was slightly startled, looking at the familiar mountains around him, he immediately recognized the Qingqiu here, of course, this is not the real Qingqiu, but the Qingqiu in the illusion of Mo Yun.

"Looks like someone got married"

Xiao Ling entered Qingqiu with his hands behind his back. On the largest square in Qingqiu, the wedding banquet venue had already been set up. The scale of this wedding banquet was several times larger than that of Baibi. Not only that, Xiao Ling also saw many acquaintances, For example, Cang Shen, the patriarch of the Yueyaohu Clan, Jiuxuanfeng, the patriarch of the Bingxuefeng Clan, and some superpowers of the Monster Clan, all gathered here, and it was very lively.

"Could it be that Mo Yun and Bai Xuan got married?"

Xiao Ling walked to the corner and looked at Bai Xian, the Lord of Qingqiu on the high platform. At this moment, Bai Xian was full of smiles, and respectfully greeted the strong men coming from all directions.

"Next, please invite our protagonist to play today!"

After some speeches, Bai Xian spoke loudly and looked at the sky above the green hill.

At this moment, on the green hill, firecrackers blared, fireworks bloomed, gongs and drums roared to the sky, and a group of teams dressed in festive costumes descended from the sky, carrying an extremely delicate red sedan chair, and came slowly towards here.

The leader, with flying birds on his feet, a red body and a proud face, is exactly Mo Yun.

As for the existence in the sedan chair, Xiao Ling didn't need to think too much, it must be Bai Xuan.

"Outside she looked miserable, but she didn't expect the illusion to be in such a situation that she was going to marry Bai Xuan."

Xiao Ling crossed his arms and muttered to himself: "It seems that the more nourished you live in the illusion, the more painful you will be outside."

When Mo Yun and Bai Xuan came to Qingqiu, the entire Qingqiu square was full of people's voices, and the noise broke the clouds in the sky.

"Mo Yun, is he the descendant of Mo Yun from the Glazed Temple?"

"Just as you imagined! Mo Yun is the descendant of Mo Litian from the Glazed Temple!"

"I see! No wonder Mo Yun was able to refine Liuli Huantianhuo, which ranks eighth on the Shenwu Tianhuo list! His strength has reached the peak of the Nine-Star Martial Saint! It really is a boy who produces a hero!"

Many strong people talked about it, and they all praised Mo Yun, and they wished to draw Mo Yun into their own forces.

"It's a pity, this son of Mo Yun has a special liking for Bai Xuan, otherwise, I will marry my little girl Cang Xia to Mo Yun." Cang Chen was deeply moved on the high seat.

After Xiao Ling who was below heard this, he couldn't help touching his nose. If Cang Xia were to be here, he didn't know how he would feel.

"In this illusion, Mo Yun is indeed popular. Not only that, Mo Yun is actually a descendant of Mo Litian, which is really interesting. Otherwise, he would not be able to penetrate into the Glazed Temple."

Xiao Ling glanced across the crowd, there were all kinds of strong people who praised Mo Yun without hesitation, and many young and beautiful women were fascinated by Mo Yun, they couldn't help screaming, wishing they could sit in the sedan chair It's not Bai Xuan, it's them.

Mo Yun stepped on the flying bird and felt a lot of admiration and cheers. He had a smile on his face, but there was a touch of disdain in this smile.

"Thinking back, everyone in the Western Heaven Demon Territory despised me and looked down on me. Now that I have proved myself, I have obtained my ancestor's Glazed Illusory Sky Fire, and my strength has reached the peak of the Nine-Star Martial Saint. The future is immeasurable. In the future, I will definitely become a Emperor Wu! Even Bai Xian, an old fellow, admired me and betrothed Bai Xuan to me!"

Mo Yun smiled triumphantly, and muttered to himself: "It's a pity that Bai Xuan is only the second princess of Qingqiu. The person I want to take is Bai Zhen, the eldest princess of Qingqiu! As long as I marry Bai Zhen, I will definitely be able to inherit the great cause of Qingqiu in the future." ! With the power of Qingqiu, revitalization of the Glazed Temple is just around the corner!"

"The groom, Mo Yun, is invited! The bride, Bai Zhen!" Elder Qingqiu said loudly.

After a while, Mo Yun and Bai Zhen walked into the square slowly, and the atmosphere in the square directly reached an unprecedented peak with their entry.

"Good job, Mo Yun! You are such a villain with bad intentions!"

Xiao Ling's gaze was fixed, and he sneaked into the illusion of Mo Yun. He knew Mo Yun's every move, and when he knew that Mo Yun married Bai Zhen, not Bai Xuan, his inner anger burned. Yun's favorability has been reduced to zero.

"Mo Yun, you can't leave me behind!"

Just when Xiao Ling was extremely angry, a familiar figure appeared on the square, and that figure was Bai Xuan, the second princess of Qingqiu.

"You can't leave me alone, the person you want to marry is me, you promised me!"

Bai Xuan fell to her knees at Mo Yun's feet, clutching Mo Yun's sleeve robe with her jade hands, crying miserably.

"Bai Xuan, why are you here?"

Mo Yun raised his brows, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and said: "This is my wedding with Bai Zhen, what's your matter, we'll talk about it afterwards! I hope you don't disturb my wedding with Bai Zhen!"

"Bai Xuan, hurry up!" Bai Xian shouted angrily.

"Bai Xuan, do you still have any shame? You want to ruin Mo Yun and Bai Zhen's wedding!"

The people present roared and were very angry with Bai Xuan's actions. In their view, Mo Yun and Bai Zhen are a couple of golden couple, and Bai Xuan's meddling will undoubtedly make everyone extremely disgusted.

"I won't go! Mo Yun, you promised me!" Bai Xuan cried and looked at Mo Yun.

"Never mind."

Mo Yun sighed softly, waved his hands, and clasped his fists at Bai Xian and said, "Father, Bai Xuan has feelings for me, after thinking about it, how about accepting her as a concubine?"

"troubled you."

Bai Xian patted Mo Yun's shoulder, looked at Bai Xuan, and shouted: "Sinister, can you agree?"

"You want me to be a concubine?"

Bai Xuan smiled miserably, nodded slightly, and agreed.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Ling couldn't help clenching his fists. It was hard to believe that she was the second princess of Qingqiu, and her love was so humble.

Although it was Mo Yun's illusion, Xiao Ling was still very angry.

"Then let's continue the wedding!"

After this little episode, Bai Xian didn't take it seriously and continued with the wedding.

Mo Yun ignored Bai Xuan at his feet, and continued walking with Bai Zhen, ready to start saluting.

"Mo Yun! You bastard! You heartless man! I won't let you successfully hold this wedding!"

Xiao Ling let out a low cry, and suddenly appeared in front of everyone. He couldn't bear it anymore, even if he was in the illusion, he had to teach Mo Yun a lesson.

(End of this chapter)