Yuantian

Inside the hall.

"Become my immortal guard, you will get countless resources in the future, all kinds of precious treasures, all kinds of cultivation methods, you can get it." The silver-armored woman continued.

"I can provide whatever the first-class sect can provide."

"What the first-class sects cannot provide, I can also provide."

"In the future, I will succeed in robbing the universe, become immortal, travel across many planes of time and space, and open up immortal islands and even immortal kingdoms. As an immortal guard under my command, I can also be granted the title of prince, and it is no problem to establish a sect." Zhuo, a woman in silver armor. Haiyue looked down at Wu Yuan, there was a hint of tenderness in her cold eyes, and even a hint of anticipation.

Wu Yuan was a little confused.

He had a lot of guesses before, but he didn't expect that this beautiful and mysterious woman would actually let him surrender.

Xianwei? Guard?

From the previous indications, this silver-armoured woman 'Zhuo Haiyue' has an astonishingly high status. Looking at Xianzhou, she is probably a big shot.

To be able to make a super strong man who cultivated the dharma body obey orders with the Purple Mansion Realm is definitely scary.

The tone is also amazing.

She can provide what the first-class sects cannot provide?

It should be noted that looking at the vast Xianzhou, there are only dozens of first-class sects, each of which has a deep foundation, a long history, and strong people come forth in large numbers.

According to the information that Wu Yuan found in the library tower, there are immortal cultivators from the 'Jie Universe Realm' sitting in the town, which is only the bottom line of a first-class sect.

Many second-rate sects have more than one Jie Zhoujing in charge, but they are still only 'second-rate'.

And from the border master, Wu Yuan knew how powerful the 'Houfeng Tribe' was at its peak.

The first-class sect is at the same level as the Houfeng tribe when it was at its peak.

However, although the other party is very attractive, Wu Yuan still instinctively does not want to be a fairy guard, this is instinctive repulsion.

"His Royal Highness Haiyue, forgive me for being ignorant. I don't know what Xianwei is going to do?" Wu Yuan said respectfully.

Even if you want to refuse, you must find a way to find a reasonable reason to refuse.

It is not wise to anger the other party directly.

"Don't worry, Xianwei, it's a guard, but it's not a guard or a servant." Zhuo Haiyue said lightly: "To be more precise, he is my follower."

"Surrender to me and be loyal to me. I am still in the process of practicing and training. When I become stronger in the future and conquer many time and space, Xianwei will follow me to fight together." Zhuo Haiyue said: "It's the same."

"I will provide a lot of resources for you to practice."

"I know you may have a background and inheritance." Zhuo Haiyue said: "But I don't care, my existence is destined to surpass your background."

"If you have an enemy, as long as you don't offend the gods, even if you are an immortal, as long as you are loyal to me, I can settle them." Zhuo Haiyue said.

The tone is really big.

Wu Yuan was startled when he heard that, this tone, combined with all the previous events, the identity of the other party could be said to be revealed - the senior executive of Chiyue Immortal Palace.

There was silence in the hall.

"Dare to ask Your Highness." Wu Yuan said in a low voice, "If I become an immortal guard, will I still have hope of being free in the future?"

free!

"I don't have too many restrictions on my subordinates." Zhuo Haiyue said lightly: "However, to become a fairy guard, one must make a follower's oath. Without my permission, naturally one cannot leave easily."

"Besides, why leave?"

"As I grow stronger, as my immortal guard, I will benefit more and more." Zhuo Haiyue looked down at Wu Yuan.

Wu Yuan understood.

This so-called immortal guard is actually a servant in disguise, but a very high-level servant, but it is still a servant

Wu Yuan has made a decision in his heart.

"Your Highness."

Wu Yuan was neither humble nor overbearing, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, Your Highness, for breaking the siege of the Tu Clan for me. Li Xia is extremely grateful, but for becoming an 'Xianwei', I am sorry that Li Xia will not be able to obey."

The voice did not fall.

"Bold!"

"How dare you refuse your Highness's invitation." He shouted twice in a row, only to see two figures in red robes waiting on both sides suddenly shouted angrily, a pair of pupils hidden under the robes were revealed, cold and chilling, two terrifying wills came completely .

The spirit that oppresses Wu Yuan.

Trying to suppress Wu Yuan.

"Boom!

But the strong will and spirit still made Wu Yuan grit his teeth to support him.

"you."

"Dare to refuse me?" Zhuo Haiyue's voice suddenly turned cold, extremely cold, as if walking out of endless ice: "Being my immortal guard is an honor that many strong people can't even dream of. You refuse?"

"Do you understand the fate of rejecting me?"

"Death!" Zhuo Haiyue looked down at Wu Yuan, her cold eyes contained murderous intent, as if she wanted to penetrate Wu Yuan's spirit, making Wu Yuan's heart chill.

What a terrible oppression!

Such a strong killing intent.

Wu Yuan immediately understood that this Zhuo Haiyue must have experienced a battle like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and his consciousness and will were extremely strong.

Maybe it's just the purple mansion, but it's definitely not comparable to the ordinary purple mansion.

"Li Xia, I think you are a talent, I will give you another chance." Zhuo Haiyue's voice became more and more indifferent: "Would you like to be my immortal guard?"

"If you want, you will live!"

"I don't want to, die." The word "dead" is particularly heavy, as if it is hammering Wu Yuan's heart, making him instinctively fear.

"Soft can't come hard?"

"If you don't surrender, you will die?" Many thoughts flashed in Wu Yuan's mind: "Is this Zhuo Haiyue so overbearing?"

"If you can gain freedom in the future, just bow your head temporarily, that's all."

"Can you become a permanent servant?" Wu Yuan was proud in his bones, he didn't mind bowing his head and retreating occasionally, which was inevitable during the long years of cultivation.

Similarly, unlike joining a sect, joining a sect has the hope of becoming a sect leader one day.

It is also different from apprenticeship. As an apprentice, there is also a day when you will be a teacher.

Can be a slave.

"Occasionally bowing your head and forbearance is for better future outbreaks." Wu Yuan's heart is like a mirror: "But if I surrender to 'life' today, for a long time in the future, I will not be able to break free from the opponent's control, and will always be a slave."

"I've been a slave for a long time, this feeling will be engraved in my bones, and it's hard to get rid of it." Wu Yuan has made a decision in his heart.

If you can never look up.

So, it's better not to bow your head at the beginning.

...In the main hall, the killing intent descended completely, enveloping Wu Yuan.

"Li Xia, make a choice." Zhuo Haiyue's voice became colder, as if a terrifying killing god was about to erupt at any time.

Ordinary Zifu monks would tremble under such terrifying oppression.

But Wu Yuan still gritted his teeth and persisted.

"His Royal Highness Haiyue."

Wu Yuan's voice was low, and he spoke with difficulty, but he was full of determination: "You want to kill me, I can't resist, but if you want me to be a slave, it's better to kill me."

There was silence.

Even the black-robed figure who had been silent all this time had a hint of surprise in the depths of his eyes.

He did not expect that Wu Yuan would still choose to persevere under the threat of death.

Wu Yuan closed his eyes.

Wait for death to come!

die? Not scary, when he came to Xianzhou to wander, he was ready to fall, this is the normal state of Xianlu.

Xianlu bury all the bones of Tianjiao.

How many so-called geniuses, so-called strong men, most of them died quietly on the road?

Vigorous and vigorous are the minority, and dying like dust is the norm.

suddenly.

"Haha." Zhuo Haiyue suddenly smiled, and the killing intent that had enveloped the entire hall suddenly dissipated and returned to normal. Her cold eyes returned to normal again: "Li Xia, you are qualified to be my friend."

Wu Yuan couldn't help opening his eyes, full of astonishment.

friend?

This His Highness Zhuo Haiyue is really moody, just now he was shouting and killing, and now he wants to be friends again?

"I, Zhuo Haiyue, don't like to force others."

Looking down at Wu Yuan, Zhuo Haiyue's eyes and tone became much gentler, and she said lightly, "If you surrender from the beginning, then you will be my immortal guard."

"but."

"If you refuse at the beginning, and then agree to me under the pressure of death, then I will kill you." Zhuo Haiyue said without any concealment: "Only the warrior who still dares to stand up for himself under the pressure of death Qualified to be my friend."

"A true friend." Zhuo Haiyue smiled.

Wu Yuan smiled wryly.

The brain circuit of His Royal Highness Haiyue... is truly extraordinary.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Wu Yuan cupped his hands.

He is not stupid, if he can live, no one will blindly seek death.

"Li Xia." Zhuo Haiyue said casually, "Which sect are you a disciple of? Although the "Xuanhuang Sword Manual" is widely spread, many second-rate sects do not have it."

Wu Yuan's heart moved slightly.

This is to ask the details?

"Your Highness, I have no family or sect." Wu Yuan shook his head and said, "I am about to join the sect on Xianzhou."

This is Wu Yuan's answer after thinking about it.

Made up history?

With the strength and background shown by the other party, he can check himself to the bottom in a very short time, and lying is meaningless.

Better to tell the truth.

"No sect?" Zhuo Haiyue was slightly surprised, and then smiled again: "Do you have a teacher? Without the guidance of a famous teacher, it is not easy to cultivate to such a level."

"No master." Wu Yuan shook his head slightly.

Although there are some pointers from the master of the realm, they are not regarded as masters.

At least Taoism comprehension depends entirely on oneself.

"Really?" Zhuo Haiyue's voice seemed to have deep meaning.

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ps: the first update