After the divorce, Leng Yan’s CEO kneeled down and begged for remarriage.

"Xingshi asks for guilt?"

Liancheng's face darkened, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart, "Grandpa, why can't I understand what you said?"

Luo Ningshuang couldn't help but raise her head and glance at the old man Lian, her eyes were serious and she said: "The old man has good eyesight, I knew I couldn't hide it from you."

"Liancheng, actually I am here this time for Lin Yue."

"Besides, I have something else to tell you, that is, the engagement between you and me has been cancelled."

"From now on, you are no longer my fiancé, Luo Ningshuang!"

Luo Ningshuang looked at Liancheng, her face expressionless.

"what?"

Suddenly hearing the news, Liancheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He raised his head suddenly and said in disbelief: "Ningshuang, you lied to me, right? We have obviously agreed to get married next year, why did you suddenly change your mind midway?"

"This is my father's last wish, and I have to abide by it."

"As for the reason... I think you will know soon."

After Luo Ningshuang finished speaking, she looked at Lin Yue and said, "Doctor Lin, you should still remember the promise you made to my dad at Jiuwang Mountain, right?"

"Now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

"Based on what you said, Luo Jiuyang is already dead?"

Lin Yue frowned slightly.

"Although my dad is alive now, he is not much different from a dead person. All of this is thanks to you."

"If it weren't for you, he wouldn't be like this."

Luo Ningshuang's eyes held hatred. Although she tried her best to suppress it, she couldn't control it.

"Ningshuang, have you forgotten what I told you? Don't be too emotional when doing things."

"Lin Yue will be your biggest helper in the future. You and him should be of the same mind."

Just when Lin Yue was about to ask for details, a man in black robe and cloak standing behind Luo Ningshuang suddenly spoke.

"This voice is..."

The moment the man in the black robe and cloak spoke, Lin Yue's originally indifferent face suddenly became serious.

He stared at the man in black robe and cloak and said solemnly: "Yao Zun, what are you doing here?"

"What? Is this person the supreme elder Yaozun of Yaowang Palace?"

"It's impossible... He is a hermit, and even Luo Jiuyang, the master of Medicine King Palace, can only be regarded as his disciple!" Li Wuque exclaimed.

Hearing the word Yaozun, even Shang Long's breathing suddenly stopped.

Luo Ningshuang just regretted her marriage, but he didn't have much reaction.

But when he heard Yaozun appear, his face subconsciously showed a hint of solemnity.

Yaozun, that is called a mythical existence.

Even if Shang Long is not a warrior, he has heard of his deeds.

50 years ago, a nine-section golden lotus was cultivated in the medicine pool of the Medicine King Palace, which was rumored to be able to extend people's lives for hundreds of years.

The top ten wealthy families in Yanjing, in order to seize the Nine Golden Lotuses, united hundreds of martial arts masters and forced their way into the Palace of Medicine King.

As a result, most of them were directly slaughtered by the elders of Yaowang Palace headed by Yaozun.

Those who were lucky enough to survive were either disabled or insane from fear.

At this point, even though everyone knows that the Medicine King's Palace is full of rare treasures, no one dares to break in without permission.

It is no exaggeration to say that Yaozun single-handedly suppressed the top ten wealthy families in Yanjing from even taking a step beyond their reach.

Such a being who was called a myth 50 years ago suddenly appeared at this thank you banquet.

Even someone as experienced as Lian Shanglong is still a little frightened.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come!

Doctor Lin, I'm afraid I'm going to cause a lot of trouble this time!

"It sounds like you don't welcome me very much."

"At least I saved your life back then, otherwise you would have died in the Palace of Medicine King."

Yaozun said, reaching out and lifting the brim of his hat.

He was wearing a shawl, his white hair fell out immediately, his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes were like lightning.

Except for the fact that his hair and eyebrows are white, Yaozun, the martial arts legend, looks a bit younger than Lin Yue.

"The banished immortal! This is the real banished immortal!"

"It is rumored that there is a magic medicine in the Palace of Medicine King that can make people rejuvenate. It seems that this statement is true!"

Lian Shanglong was shocked in his heart.

"You are overthinking. This Medicine Master looks so young because he has been promoted to the divine realm."

"There is no magic medicine in this world that can rejuvenate one's youth."

Jian Aoshi, who was still closing his eyes to recuperate, suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light as sharp as a sword bloomed in his eyes as deep as the sea.

Yaozun seemed to have sensed Jian Aoshi's gaze, turned to look at him and said: "Sword energy is so strong, the ancestor of Jiange really has two brushes. But today I came to see Lin Yue. When I have time later, I’ll give you some more tips.”

"Haha, even though you are in the divine martial realm, your tone is too loud."

"In terms of cultivation level, I am not as good as you, but in terms of swordsmanship, I may not be below you."

Jian Aoshi snorted coldly.

"Oh, really?"

Yaozun's white eyebrows raised slightly and his right hand moved slightly.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the Broken Blade Slayer, who was held behind by Jian Aoshi, escaped from his control.

It turned into a bloody stream of light and flew towards Yaozun.

"stop!"

When Jian Aoshi saw this, his eyes narrowed and he quickly performed a sword technique with both hands.

"Shh!"

But Zhanshen only paused for a few seconds, then moved again, and fell into Yaozun's hands in a few breaths.

"When it comes to swordsmanship, you and I are still far behind!"

Yaozun held the God of God in his hand, looked at Jian Aoshi and said lightly.

In an instant, Jian Aoshi froze on the spot.

Even Lin Yue couldn't help but frown when he saw Yao Zun's technique of wielding a sword from a distance.

After not seeing each other for a few years, this old boy seems to be a lot more powerful.

It might be a little tricky for me to escape in front of him!

"This Yaozun is so powerful, even Master Jian is no match for him!"

Lan Linger secretly smacked her tongue when she saw this scene.

"Sword Immortal! This Medicine Master is simply like the Sword Immortal descending to earth."

"The Five Evil Gods...the Divine Doctor Lin...are nothing in front of the Medicine Master!"

"Yao Zun is worthy of being the supreme elder of our Medicine King Palace. He is a king when he makes a move. This sword proud person should also know what it means that there are people outside the world and people outside the sky!"

"At the same time, Lin Yue should learn to restrain himself after showing his hand."

Elder Tianhai, who was standing behind Luo Ningshuang, subconsciously touched the empty palm of his right hand, his face full of the joy of revenge!

Back on Jiuwang Mountain, five of his fingers were cut off by Jian Aoshi.

He had endured this tone for a long time.

Today, I finally got rid of this bad breath with the help of Yaozun.

Regarding the praises from others, Yaozun's face as white as a boy showed no emotion at all.

Holding the Zhan Shen in his hand, he looked at Lin Yue and said, "I'm here to be a matchmaker for you."

"Matchmaker? You old boy, you don't want me to marry into your Medicine King Palace just like Luo Jiuyang did, do you?" Lin Yue frowned.

"That's right, that's exactly what I mean!"

"Anyway, Ningshuang has informed the Lian family. Now as long as you nod, the marriage will be settled."

Yaozun smiled slightly, but with an undeniable domineering air.

"no!"

"I disagree!"

The moment Yaozun finished speaking, Liancheng and Luo Ningshuang spoke almost at the same time.