Tongtian, Come Out and Fight Me One-on-One!

"Miss Bai, it's all right!"

"I'll protect you!"

At the instant Qiao Ling'er lost focus, he darted in front of White Lotus in just a few steps,

His martial arts had finally found a chance to shine!

"Shing~"

A crisp sword hum rang out as Qiao Ling'er drew the immortal sword from White Lotus's hand.

"What a sword!"

White Lotus stared at Qiao Ling'er, who had drawn the immortal sword, and froze in place.

"You... are my... husband?"

Under the strange fragrance, White Lotus's pale, cold cheeks flushed faintly. She gazed at Qiao Ling'er with seductive eyes.

Seeing that something was wrong with White Lotus, the masked group members all glanced toward Nezha.

"Nezha?"

"What did you make? Is this fragrance even proper?!"

Faced with Yang Jian's questioning, Nezha awkwardly scratched his head and transmitted his voice:

"I don't know!"

"I looted this incense from one of Joyful Buddha of Fixed Light's disciples!"

"I expected it to have an effect, but I didn't expect it to be this potent..."

Nezha said awkwardly. The things produced by Joyful Zen were simply too potent. He would have to whisper a few words into his Grand Martial Uncle's ear later.

If they captured Joyful Buddha of Fixed Light and locked him in prison, that would count as ridding the primordial wilderness of a menace.

"What do we do? What do we do..."

Looking at White Lotus, who was wrapped around Qiao Ling'er like an octopus, Nezha let out a bitter laugh.

"There's no choice. We can only send them into the bridal chamber immediately!"

Yang Jiao moved like lightning. In an instant, he struck Qiao Ling'er unconscious with a knife-hand blow.

The next day, as dawn was just breaking, Qiao Ling'er slowly opened his eyes beneath the soft brocade quilt,

His head splitting