Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Zheng Wei was really scared in her heart.

She knows Luo Feng too well.

Seven days ago, under the full rescue of the Golden Blood Pegasus, he escaped from birth.

However, if Luo Feng knew the news at the Tuxian Conference tomorrow, he would definitely come if he could arrive.

She didn't want to see Luo Feng come to die.

"Hope, the Golden Blood Pegasus took him away directly, left the Ten Thousand Sword Region, and returned to Earth." Liu Mei also murmured.

They don't hold any hope at the Tuxian Conference tomorrow.

At this moment, on the stone pillars of the altar, everyone is holding a mortal heart.

In the center of the altar, the three sword immortals were entangled in chains, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Like the others, they could not break the cold iron chains on their bodies and regain their freedom.

"Under the altar, what kind of power is hidden?" Liufengjianxian opened his eyes, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth. Over the past few days, he has been trying, hoping to use the power of the cultivation method to come. Break the cold iron chains on his body.

However, they all failed.

The cold iron chains wrapped around them are not very special. With their strength, they can easily be broken under normal circumstances.

However, this altar is too weird.

Mysterious power blocked them.

"Stay in the wind, don't try again." Mo Zhongxing slowly opened his eyes and said quietly, "We still have a few hours to recover our strength. Tomorrow noon is our last chance."

Guo Xinyu nodded, "The cold iron chains on our bodies can only be cut off by external forces."

"Brother Mo meant..." Liufeng Jianxian's pupils shrank slightly. "Dingyang Sword Immortal, Songhe Sword Immortal." Mo Zhongxing's expression was calm. "Since the Qian clan provoked the war in the Ten Thousand Sword Region, then the Qian clan is the murderer who caused the innocent deaths of thousands of lives! Become the unique king of the Ten Thousand Sword Domain, and will

Will be the greatest disaster in Wanjian Domain. I believe that Dingyang Sword Fairy and Songhe Sword Fairy will not stand idly by. Tomorrow noon, they will choose the right time to fight for the Ten Thousand Sword Region. "

Hearing this, Liufeng Jianxian's eyes wiped a sharp light.

"The real sword immortal should be so." Liufeng Jianxian said coldly, "Chi Hong and Zizhu, they are called sword immortals in vain."

Liufeng Jianxian took a deep breath and glanced around, "In comparison, these people can be called indomitable."

"Senior Sword Immortal said well." Tang Dal shouted to Liufeng Sword Immortal, "Senior Sword Immortal, my name is Tang Dal!"

Sword Immortal Liufeng nodded towards Tang Dal, his eyes could not hide his appreciation, "In the Ten Thousand Sword Region, there are too few arrogances like you."

Tang Daer laughed, "I feel so too."

Liufeng Jianxian, "..."

At this point, it is rare for this little guy to have such an optimistic and relaxed attitude.

"Senior Sword Immortal, if I can escape this disaster, how about I invite you to drink?" Tang Daer spoke again.

Liufeng Jianxian nodded politely, "Nature is the best."

"Senior Sword Immortal, how is your drinking capacity? When I was watching TV at home, many Sword Immortals were alcoholics."

"..."

Liufeng Jianxian suddenly regretted, why should he take care of this guy.

The strong wind blows, bringing a cold chill.

The drizzle floating in the sky gradually decreased.

The rain stopped.

This ancient and weird altar returned to calm.

Time passed by every minute.

In the early morning on Xishan, the temple rang the Buddha bell.

Boom! Boom!

The morning bell is long, ringing throughout the West Mountain.

Countless people heard the sound of the Buddha bell, and they couldn't help but feel refreshed.

The historic moment is finally coming.

This will be the most special day in the Ten Thousand Sword Regions.

After today, in Wan Jianyu, Qian is the king.

There was a sound of footsteps in front of the ancient altar at Xishan Temple Square.

Liufeng Jianxian opened his eyes, and immediately narrowed his eyes, staring at the person ahead.

The leader is the young master of the Qian family, Qian Mubai.

Qian Mubai was dressed in a silk robe, showing noble temperament, with a handsome face with a faint smile, lightly stepping onto this ancient altar.

The rest of the guards were waiting under the altar.

Qian Mubai didn't look straight at anyone, including the three sword immortals in the center of the altar.

He stepped straight to the two daughters of Zheng Wei and Liu Mei.

Standing in the middle of the stone pillar where the two daughters were, Qian Mubai's mouth raised slightly, "Two, the rain last night, I wonder if the two girls will wake up a bit?"

Liu Mei glanced at it, "The rain last night refreshed the air here a lot. I didn't expect it to be polluted again early in the morning."

Qian Mubai's expression lightly sank, and then he said faintly, "You can think about how long it will be before noon. They have no choice, and you have another chance to survive, right?"

Qian Mubai stared at the second girl.

In the past few days, he is eager to see the second woman begging for mercy. He is even more expecting that the second woman will show a subdued air and kneel before him completely, begging to be his woman.

Qian Mubai also believed that with the passage of time, the second daughter would collapse and yield.

Today is the last day.

But Qian Mubai didn't wait for the ending he wanted to see.

"A chance to survive?" Liu Mei hesitated, "When I saw you, my old lady didn't have any idea of ​​living."

Qian Mubai's eyes flashed with evil spirits, "It seems that you are going to choose to die! In this case, this young man will fulfill you, and when noon arrives, you will be together, along with the three sword immortals, to sacrifice to the sky. Right."

Qian Mubai flicked his sleeves and turned away.

Just a few steps, Qian Mubai paused in his footsteps, and said coldly, "Before noon, you still have a chance to change your mind and beg Ben Shao for mercy. You can still be my Qian Mubai woman, glorious and rich. There is no end to it. Otherwise, die."

Qian Mubai strode towards the altar.

"Early in the morning, where's the fool." Tang Daer's voice rang, "Stop."

Qian Mubai turned his head and stared coldly at Tang Dal.

Tang Da'er smiled hey, "Well, the money is not white, it's wrong, Qian Heizi, it's okay, Grandpa Da'er is bored, just yell a few words casually, I didn't expect Heizi to be so obedient."

Qian Mubai's eyes breathed fire, and he clenched his fists subconsciously.

Tang Da'er smiled, "Heizi, come here, Grandpa Da Er is a little itchy, come over and scratch Grandpa Da Er, or you can call the guard next to you."

The steps Qian Mubai had just taken suddenly stopped.

He wanted to beat this guy wildly in the past, but Tang Dal's words made him have to stop.

He wants face!

Qian Mubai trembled slightly, and for a moment, he took a deep breath, trying to calm his emotions.

A person who is about to die does not need to care about himself.

"After noon, your corpse will be taken to feed the fish." Qian Mubai left the altar lightly after a few words.

"It's really boring." Tang Dal was disappointed, curled his lips, looked up at the sky, "Today noon..."

After a while, Tang Dal couldn't help turning his head and asked, "Xiao Qiu, what time is it in the afternoon? I am paralyzed, and I can't say it clearly."

Ao Qiu, "..."

Qian Mubai looked gloomy and walked to the Xishan Temple with a personal guard.

Next to him, a confidant couldn't help but speak, "Young Master, or I will go back and let that guy bleed..."

"No need." Qian Mubai waved his hand. "A dying person, just look for a sense of existence, don't bother." "There are also those two girls, who have nothing to do with them. The young master has liked them. The blessings that come." The confidant's voice said hey, "Young Master, I'll say something boldly, it's still early, just like these two water spirits

It's a waste of spirit girls to sacrifice to the sky. How about we take a trip and send them to the young master's room? "Qian Mubai's footsteps paused for a while, glanced at his confidant, and for a while, a slight smile appeared on his face, "Do you really think I will make them two sacrifice to heaven?" Even if they want to die, they can only live obediently without nodding their heads.

With. Ben Shao wanted to see when they would start begging for mercy, and let them feel the taste of death, and smooth out their thorns, and then they would be more obedient. "

Hearing this, the confidant's eyes lit up and he immediately bowed, "Young Master is wise."

Qian Mubai laughed. "The women Ben Shao fancyed were crying and begging for Ben Shao's favor in the end, and they were no exception."