Painting of the Nine Immortals

"So I give you a choice, either die or submit to me."

Ling Xianmu was entertaining, but her words were cold and cold.

After hearing the words, the old man was silent and didn't know what to choose.

The former means that he will lose consciousness and the spirits will be destroyed, while the latter will betray dignity and become a slave to Lingxian.

Both options are cruel. So he hesitated.

Seeing this, Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "I don't know, you want to be the master of Tianlei Pavilion?"

"What is the meaning of the son?" The old man's eyes blinked, and he realized something.

"It's very simple. The owner of Tian Lei Ge will come here sooner or later, and there will be a battle between him and me."

Ling Xian said lightly, "If you choose to surrender to me, then I will let you sit on the cabinet."

After hearing the words, the old man's eyes flashed a light, and his heart moved.

Although he has a respected position, he is only the deputy owner of Tianlei Pavilion after all. It is naturally a temptation he cannot refuse to have the opportunity to sit on the title of the cabinet.

As a result, this cruel multiple choice question does not seem cruel.

One side is death, and the other is to be the master of the cabinet, and the scenery is alive. Although destined to surrender at the foot of Lingxian, after all, it is more than 10,000 people per person.

Therefore, the old man groaned for a moment, and gritted his teeth, "If you can kill the Lord of the Thunder Pavilion, I am willing to submit to you."

"That won't work."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, although the results were the same, the process was different. If after waiting for him to beheaded by Tian Lei Ge, the old man would recognize him as the master, wouldn't it mean that he was asking the old man to recognize himself as the master?

Although the old man was a bit useful to him, at least he could freely go in and out of Tianlei Pavilion and go to those mysterious places to practice. Even, it is equivalent to controlling the entire Tianlei Pavilion.

But without this person, Lingxian could do these things, but it would be a little more troublesome.

"You can only make a decision now, but my patience is limited." Ling Xian said lightly, then closed her eyes and stopped speaking.

Seeing this, the old man was suddenly in a tangled state.

He knew that Ling Xian was a test to test whether he believed him. If you do not make a decision at this moment, then what is waiting for you is a fatal blow.

But if a decision is made, if Ling Xian loses the Lord of Tian Lei Ge, he will still die. In other words, this is a gamble.

If you lose, you will lose your life, and if you win, you will bet on a bright future.

The old man didn't want to bet, but he had to bet. Otherwise, Ling Xian will kill him immediately.

"This son is physically strong, and I can stick to three moves in his hands. This is something that even the cabinet owner can't do. In other words, he has a greater hope of winning."

The old man thought secretly, hesitated for a long time, and gritted his teeth fiercely: "My son, I am willing to submit to you."

"Smart choice."

Ling Xian opened her eyes and smiled slightly: "I want to take you as a servant, but I just need someone to help me manage Tianlei Pavilion, which saves me trouble. Rest assured, you won't regret today's decision."

"Since a decision is made, even regrets are useless."

The old man sighed softly and said, "My son, I don't know if I made a vow of heaven or did you plant a ban?"

"God's oath."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "I don't intend to restrict you too much. After you recognize me as the master, you will still be you, and you will become the true master of Tianlei Pavilion."

"Yes, son."

The old man smiled, and suddenly felt much relaxed. After that, he stretched out three fingers and vowed to Cangtian.

The general meaning is to recognize Lingxian as the principal, and never betray this life.

"Very well, now wait for the Lord of Tianlei Pavilion to come in." Ling Xian smiled slightly, then closed her eyes, and fell into meditation like the old monk entered.

"Well, I hope he can defeat the patron."

The old man sighed, did not expect that he not only stole chickens but did not eclipse the rice, but now became a slave to Ling Xian.

But that's it, and regret is useless. He can only serve Lingxian wholeheartedly, otherwise, the sky will lower thunder and slay him to death.

Therefore, he took away the negative emotions in his heart and went aside to adjust himself.

Time goes by bit by bit.

Half a month later, Ling Xian opened her eyes quietly, and she swiftly flashed through her eyes.

He felt a strong breath, around the peak of Yuan Ying. In this period, there was only one peak infant strong who came to the Wen family, and that was the master of Tianlei Pavilion.

"Are you here ..."

Muttered, Ling Xian rose up, and the space around him was broken for a moment.

After that, a murderous word suddenly sounded, which alarmed the entire Wen family.

"Where are the people who killed me? Get out of it!"

On hearing that, Ling Xian frowned, tearing the void with her bare hands, and suddenly appeared above Wen's house.

I saw a man with thick eyebrows and purple clothes standing in front of him. He was extraordinary and powerful, and exuded an extremely terrifying look.

Moreover, there was a faint smell of thunder, with a breath that seemed to destroy everything.

Everyone from the Wen family also ran out. The moment they saw this man, they couldn't help showing a little fear.

Because, this person is too famous and too powerful!

Even Lingxian frowned slightly, feeling a kind of pressure from this person. However, he did not fear, and said, "I am the one who kills you."

"Huh? No mana?"

The man raised an eyebrow, but when he felt Ling Xian's **** blood, his pupils shrank suddenly and said, "No, your physical strength is very strong!"

"It is indeed the strongest man at the top of Yuan Ying, and he can see my details at a glance." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"No wonder I was able to kill a few of my subordinates and it really has some strength."

The man sneered, and said domineeringly, "But what about that? In front of me, you are an easy-to-kill ant!"

"You are domineering and confident enough."

Ling Xian frowned, and said, "So, do you have to fight me?"

"Stop me from Tian Lei Ge destroying Wen's family and killing several of my subordinates. You must take my life!"

The man was domineering and powerful, with an incomparable look on his face, and Ling Ling was not in his eyes.

The high look made Ling Xian frown, a little uncomfortable. Therefore, his expression cooled down and he said, "It seems that there must be a battle between you and me, and only one person can live."

"This person will only be me. At that time, I look at the Wen family. Who else can block my footsteps in Tianlei Pavilion?"

The man disdain smiled, glanced at the people below, and thunder and lightning were brewing in those eyes, making every Wen family feel trembling.

Seeing this, the man became more disdainful, and then he turned his eyes to Lingxian and said, "You are also quite good. If you submit to me, I can spare you a life."

"If you don't have a victory or defeat, let's say that, is it a little too early?" Ling Xian said lightly, and the diamond body gradually moved, emitting a golden light.

"Haha, after I kill you, it's too late!"

The man laughed loudly, and then sang loudly.

"Boy, die!"