Ancient Fiend Dragon Emperor

Tang Yi's body was shocked, all emotions were concentrated on his face.

"Then prove that I have already laid a piece of land for you!"

This sentence has been circulating in her mind for a long time.

"Huh, hate!"

After a long time, Tang Yi dropped these words, and Jiao Chu passed by Su Han with a fragrant wind.

Looking at her beautiful back, Su Han couldn't help but lift up a smile.

It would be great if it could go on like this...

Why didn't he want Tang Yi to follow him into the middle star field?

Why didn't he want Tang Yi to stay with him all the time, travel all over the world, and stand on top?

But Tang Yi's cultivation level did not allow him to make this choice!

At that moment, Su Han had also thought about letting Tang Yi enter the saint son Xumijie, practice with Kunpeng Holy Physique, use blood crystals to increase longevity, and at the same time improve her martial arts cultivation.

But Tang Yi was not a special physique after all, nor was he a reborn person like Su Han.

There is no other good fortune in the saint son Xumi Jie, only spiritual crystals can be used to cultivate step by step, and proceed step by step.

With high aptitude, what can be done without other good luck?

Such as the yin and yang saint of swords, such as the head of the Taixu religion, such as those super powers of the sub-sage level, which one, when young, was not a generation of Tianjiao, a figure called the evil generation?

But how long did it take them to reach the pinnacle of the sub-xian rank?

One hundred thousand years? Two hundred thousand years?

Even longer!

The most important point-

Even if Su Han is really capable, in these ten years, using the Saint Son Xumi Jie, Tang Yi's cultivation base abruptly piled up to the level of the pinnacle of the sub-xian level.

But Tang Yi lacked experience!

From the birth of Tang Yi to now, it has only been several decades?

Tang Yi still knows too little about the sinister and cunning of human nature. Compared to the cultivation base, Su Han would rather give her an old monster's scheming.

"Medium star field, too big..."

After a long silence, Su Han's gaze followed the place where Tang Yi left.

"At this moment, you are not suitable to go..."

...

Time just goes by day by day.

Su Han has always stayed in Tang's house and was regarded as a guest.

That Gu Yuexing's strongest power, the Sect Master of Mie Shenzong, had taken Mie Shenzong up and down, without missing anyone, and personally came hundreds of miles away from the Tang family, and made a plea with Su Han.

Su Han was not interested in doing anything with them either. When he reached his position, it was no different whether he could kill or not kill a sect like Divine Sect.

The branches and leaves of the big willow tree have been scattered on the ground, and the entire branch needs several people to embrace.

Su Han was sitting on the stone bench, holding a bamboo book in his hand, not knowing what he was reading.

Tang Yi passed by him, glanced curiously, and couldn't help saying: "There are no words on it, what are you looking at? Wordless heavenly book?"

"There are indeed no words on it."

Su Han smiled slightly: "But there is you."

Tang Yi was startled and looked at it again.

I saw that under the reflection of the sun, although it was a little fuzzy, the beautiful shadow could still be reflected from the smooth bamboo book.

"hate!"

Tang Yi's face was red, and he turned and ran towards the square.

Practice, day after day, year after year.

This was an extremely boring thing, but to Tang Yi, the days when Su Han existed seemed to be full of joy every moment.

However, as time approached, Tang Yi's reluctance in his heart became more and more intense.

She is no longer the child she used to be.

She clearly knew that she was Tang Yi, not Liu Qingyao.

I know more clearly that I live for Tang Yi!

Su Han was like a mud pit, Tang Yi had already sunk in, she couldn't get out, and didn't want to struggle.

...

Nine years passed quickly.

On this day, there was a buzzing sound among the saint son Xumijie.

There is a woman who is unparalleled in her grace, and walks out of it if she does not eat the incense of the world.

"Successful?"

Feeling the breath coming from Ren Qinghuan, Su Han smiled.

"Ok."

Ren Qinghuan nodded: "How long has it been?"

"Nine years from the outside world, inside the saint son Xumijie, thirty-six thousand years." Su Han said.

"So long..."

Ren Qinghuan murmured, without saying more.

Thirty-six thousand years, one-tenth is in real cultivation.

The remaining nine-tenths are just for that epiphany!

Like the yin and yang sword saint at the beginning, if it were not for the life-breaking cliff of Sandi Mountain, it is afraid that he would not be able to break through the fairyland and enter the middle star field until now.

"There is one year left."

Su Han stretched out his hand and hugged Ren Qinghuan into his arms.

He opened his mouth and bit Ren Qinghuan's earlobe lightly, causing the cold goddess to tremble.

It is useless in Su Han's arms to refuse and meet the general struggle.

"I'll give you the bride price you want."

Su Han whispered: "Tell me, what kind of wedding do you want?"

"I……"

Ren Qinghuan felt that his whole body was going to soften, and that fair face was like a ripe apple at this moment, extremely alluring.

She is her after all.

No matter how powerful Su Han is, she still struggled out, bowed her head and said: "I don't want the wedding for the time being. I still have one thing I haven't finished. I will talk about it later."

"what's up?"

Su Han was puzzled: "I knew something was wrong with you. During your period of retreat, could I help you do it?"

"I'm afraid you don't want to do this thing~www.ltnovel.com~ Ren Qinghuan gave Su Han a sideways look.

"I am willing to do anything about you." Su Han said solemnly.

"When will you say this kind of love story? It seems that during my retreat, someone is not alone!" Ren Qinghuan hummed.

"You still learn to tease me?"

Su Han pretended to be angry, suddenly came to Ren Qinghuan and hugged him.

"what are you doing?!"

Ren Qinghuan was taken aback and said in a low voice, "This is the Tang family. Be careful to be seen by others, so quickly put me down."

"No, I won't let anything you say this time!"

Su Han hugged Ren Qinghuan, step by step, walked towards the room: "Have you heard of the overlord taking the bait?"

"You...you hate it!" Ren Qinghuan couldn't struggle, so he didn't struggle.

However, while her heart was nervous, she was a little hesitant.

"boom!"

The door of the room was kicked open directly, and Su Han's body was surging with the power of cultivation, turning into a light curtain, isolating the entire room.

"After entering the middle star field, we will probably be separated. We don't know when we want to see again."

Su Han put Ren Qinghuan on the bed, his figure bent down slightly, making Ren Qinghuan's face even redder.

"Didn't you say that when you introduce yourself to others in the future, you will definitely say that you are Su Han's wife, not the pavilion owner of Tianshan Pavilion?"

"Then tell me, how... will you become my wife?"

Ren Qinghuan was short of breath, watching that delicate face, a little closer, but in his mind, there was no more thought of struggling.