After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

Zheng Wan did not expect that the Seven Kills would suddenly make a move.

She confronted him next to the sarcophagus, and she noticed that many people were swarming out of the previous secret tunnel.

Tianhe Daojun, Changwu Daojun, Mingguang Daojun, Chengxin Daojun and others came together. Luwei Daojun and Shuyu Daojun were also mixed in. At the same time they appeared, a group of people in black were also like tides. Generally emerge.

No one knows where they came from, as if they were hiding there.

Zheng Wan found that these people in black had the same "evil spirit" as in Xiyu's gap.

...Is evil repair?

The big monks also saw her.

Scarlet clothes, such a pretty hibiscus beauty, who can't remember? It's just that no one cares about her at this time, only Heavenly Crane Daojun walks towards the altar while fighting:

"Little Wawa, why are you here? Liwei brought you here?"

Master Chengxin watched her nose and heart, as if it was not him who was begged by the apprentice to bring her in.

Zheng Wan was about to open his mouth, his intuition was wrong, and he subconsciously used the blue sky to flash back, and the person retreated directly to the other side of the sarcophagus, leaving an identical body in place.

She has never made the magic trick so neat, and even the phantom is almost exactly the same as herself.

Zheng Wan knew that this was the credit for the volume of "Moxu Jing" left by the mother-in-law Jin in her dantian, and she carefully concealed herself in the darkness.

The darkness is connected to the illusion, which can be delayed for a while.

None of the things that happened today have appeared in a dream—or, they have appeared, but they have been ignored by her.

Zheng Wan only remembered that in this dream, there was a blood mist covering the sky and the sun. When it reappeared, Cui Wang returned with the Da Ri Immortal Mansion.

But at this time the blood mist did not appear, but the major monks and the evil cultivators were in a battle. The evil cultivators were not afraid of death, and the major cultivators were restrained. For a time, they also fought a tie.

As I was thinking about it, the surrounding air suddenly became stagnant, and there were thousands of ghosts crying in his ears. Zheng Wan's heart was not good. If he wanted to react, it was too late.

There was a sharp pain in her throat, and she was dragged out of the dark with her neck stuck.

"Do you think that with that fake thing that can no longer be fake, you can fool this lord?"

The face of the seven killers suddenly bullied him, "Innocent."

"Well--"

Zheng Yu's palm ignited Xuan Bingyan, and he pulled the hands that firmly held her throat, and tried to open it out, "Let it go, let it go!"

"No, let go."

Seven kills smiled authentically.

"Oh, don't waste your efforts. In the domain of the Lord, no means will work."

Xuan Bingyan was shot out by him casually.

The blue sky flashing can't come out.

Even Bing'er jumped off Zheng Wan's head to help, but before the ice blue flame reached the person, she was dumbfounded.

The "domain" of the great monk is equivalent to opening up a sub-space of his own in a space. In this sub-space, he is almost invincible——

At least the low-level monks who have not mastered the power of the rules are powerless.

"Daojun really wants to kill me?"

Zheng Wan softened his voice.

"Hahaha, Joyful, you really look a lot like Ben Jun...Unfortunately, you made a mistake. Ben Jun is not the silly boy Shu Yuan and Shu Jin——"

Seven kills with the other free hand, slowly slid across her cheek, "Don't eat your set."

"Yes, but I can see from Daojun's eyes that Dao and Daojun don't want to kill me..." Zheng Wan made himself laugh.

No matter what, laughter is better than crying.

"I don't want to."

Seven Killers sighed quietly, "My Lord has always pity Xiangxiyu, but there is no way, you moved something that shouldn't be moved."

His hand began to tighten a little bit.

The throat bone was squeezed little by little, and Zheng Wan couldn't breathe any more. She grabbed his arm and his brain began to dizzy.

Unexpectedly, her way of death was so ugly, I just hope Aye A-niang will not be too sad, Cui Wang...

Don't be sad.

Zheng Wan slowly closed his eyes.

"Pattern—"

The butterfly hairpin in her hair fell to the ground as her neck leaned back and rolled to the side.

The clear purple hairpin suddenly attracted the attention of the seven killers, he was stunned, and the force between his palms couldn't help but relax:

"This butterfly hairpin... are you still carrying it?"

His free hand captured the butterfly hairpin on the ground.

A large amount of gas passed through the hot throat and re-entered Zheng Wan's body.

She was panting, feeling she had come back to life from a dying state. After seeing the butterfly hairpin in the seven killers, he realized that he had mistaken the butterfly hairpin for Shujin and gave it to her.

On the day of the Ceremony of the Venerable, she went to the Lantern Market in Fengwu City with Shujin. Shujin did give her many things, and the butterfly hairpin was one of them——

But the one that Shujin gave her was ruined by Cui Wang.

This one was given by Cui Wang.

Zheng Wan spoke, his voice dumb like rough sandpaper sliding across his eardrums:

"Yes, yeah, I'll take it all the time."

"It seems that you are not totally...innocent to him."

A trace of confusion slipped through the seven kills, and Zheng Yu was surprised to find that at this moment, the expression on his face had undergone a great change.

Is... Shujin? !

"Shu Jin" raised the corner of his mouth and smiled brilliantly at her:

"Yumei, you are here too."

"You, you let me go first--"

Zheng Yu pointed to the hand that held his neck.

"Shu Jin" seemed to be taken aback by himself, but only when he let go of his hand, he immediately tightened again. Zheng Yu whimpered in pain. This force was heavier than any previous time.

But she found that the person who stuck her neck seemed more painful.

He covered his forehead with the other hand, his forehead bounced with blue veins, just a few breaths, and he has changed a few expressions:

"Go away!"

He roared.

In the end, all his expressions were frozen into what the seven kills should have, the corners of his mouth raised, and his eyes were evil.

Zheng Wan looked at him with a "chuckle" in his throat:

"Look, it seems that this post and soulism is not without its sequelae."

"My lord has never thought about it, but the two puppets actually want to influence my feelings."

Seven kills forced her to raise her head, "beautiful, beautiful, I have lived for more than ten thousand years, and I have never seen you such a stunning beauty. No wonder those two boys can't forget... But why do you want to kill that person's beloved one? ?"

"That person? Who?"

"Don't say it."

Seven kills refers to the top of the head.

He looked jokingly:

"Ten thousand years ago, this monarch was born and slaughtered six cities, trying to send his soul, who expected... just made a wedding dress for others."

When Zheng Wan heard it in his ears, he suddenly felt that the tangled thread seemed to suddenly shake out a clear thread.

"Then, that person is Monarch Ziweixing, right? Monarch Dao killed and killed me, and it was also his order from him? It seems that Monarch Dao, no, the entire evil alliance, is under that person's hands and men... …"

Seven Kills said that his spiritism was nothing more than making someone else's wedding dress, and Zheng Wan thought of a more terrifying possibility.

Zhengmeng, there is definitely a puppet of Ziwei Xingjun in Zhengmeng!

Moreover, it's just among those big monks!

Yes, it must be so. Otherwise, with Cui Wang's ability, how could he just lie in the sarcophagus so easily, he would be a ruthless Taoist master.

There are seven kills...

The seven kills were supposed to be the evil cultivator who was defeated by the Twelve True Alliances 10,000 years ago. I don’t know why his strength has dropped so much, and why he listened to the words of Lord Ziwei...

Or maybe, after his strength fell sharply, he was also regarded as a puppet by Xingjun Ziwei?

"Have anyone told you that you have a pair of talking eyes, yes, you are right..."

Seven kills fascinatedly touched her crow crow’s eyelashes and watery eyes, "That person planted a part of soul seed on me, I two live as one twin, he dies, and I die; when I die, he will remove half of it. Life..."

"I really don't want to kill you."

The Seven Killers clenched suddenly.

This time, he didn't have any strength at all.

Zheng Wan felt that his throat bone was crushed with external force little by little, and the blood foam rushed all the way up from the throat.

The warm blood fell.

A drop.

Two drops.

Three drops.

Splashed on the hands of the Seven Killers, his hands trembled, and then tightened casually—

At this moment, there was a loud "bang" and the ghosts howled, and the thick black mist suddenly dispersed a little.

This movement is like someone breaking the "domain" outside.

The Seven Killers let go, so fast that Zheng Yu thought he was almost impatient:

"Your lover is here..."

"Ah—" With his voice, the dark mist was split apart by a dazzling white light, "It's coming pretty fast."

Qisha turned his wrists.

Zheng Wan's eyes, which had been in the dark for a long time, were pierced by the bright light and could not be opened.

But she was not willing to close for a moment, so she greeted the light, raised her head and looked at the man stepping on the sword in front of her, muttering:

"Cui Wang..."

She was afraid he would not come,

But I was afraid of him coming.