Wu Zhong Shen Wang's face was livid, his face was cold, and he was extremely dissatisfied with Ye Congwen's behavior of greed for life and fear of death.
The God King is so powerful that when he is angry, even the sky changes color. His eyes are like sharp arrows that want to pierce through Ye Congwen's body, as if to see why he has such a strong body with a heart as timid as a mouse. .
Ye Congwen didn't react at all, but Feng Ling'er and others behind him had already turned pale with fear. As the leader of the first battalion, the commander also possessed the strength of the God King Almighty Realm.
It was commonplace to kill one or two low-level monks in a fit of rage. The King of Gods is obviously very angry. If Zhen Xiaoyao still doesn't know how to advance and retreat, his life may be in danger at any time.
Feng Ling'er and Jin Hairpin'er pulled Ye Congwen's sleeves from left to right, reminding him not to talk nonsense.
"Our purpose is to go to Fenghuang Immortal Ridge to save people, not to go to Fenghuang Immortal Ridge to die. The victorious army will not fight an uncertain battle. There are only ten battalions of demon exorcists in total. Anyone who has a fever in the head will be ruined by Wushuang and Wudai. When the Demon Exorcist God King comes back, I'm afraid he won't be able to do this job!" Ye Congwen suppressed his anger and replied, for the sake of the good-hearted people behind him, he would try his best to kill the eight battalions of deputy deputies. The commander pulled in.
With every additional True God Realm master, these low-level monks have one more chance of survival. Wu Zhong Shen Wang was speechless by Ye Congwen. When he became angry and humiliated, he raised his hand to teach this man who was greedy for life and afraid of death and had no respect for his elders.
"What Zhen Xiaoyao said makes sense. We are here to save people. We can't engage in a loss-making business and involve ourselves in it. Anyway, the deputy commanders of the eight battalions are already on their way with their disciples. Let's eat Order some dry food and have a rest. Let's wait until everyone is here before setting off. We've been waiting all day and all night, so don't rush in these two hours." King Wu Dui is still counting on Zhen Xiaoyao to carry the flag to Phoenix Fairy Ridge, but he can't let that happen. Wu Zhong Shen Wang killed him in a rage.
Wu Zhong Shen Wang glared at Ye Congwen and turned around with overwhelming hatred. Ye Congwen secretly withdrew the phoenix spread its wings to cover the sky, retracted the magical power of shrinking the ground into an inch, wiped the cold sweat that was pouring out, and walked to a deserted corner to rest while carrying the flagpole.
But in his heart, he felt afraid of the tyrannical and overbearing God King Wu Zhong. This woman had clearly had murderous intentions just now. If God King Wu Zhong hadn't come forward, he would have been poisoned by her.
"Brother Xiaoyao, I haven't seen you all night, where have you been hiding?" The eight sisters of Feng Ling'er followed, surrounded Ye Congwen, and asked softly, for fear of being overheard by the King of Gods, who would bear him a grudge. superior.
"I can't help you when you are fighting. Of course I can only find a hidden place to hide. The eight of you have been fighting with the sacred birds all night. Are you injured?" Ye Congwen asked with concern, these eight women Although the child was outspoken and unobtrusive, at least he was not like the eight male monks who acted according to the circumstances. As soon as they saw that they had offended the Everlasting God King, they all distanced themselves from him, drew a clear line and pretended not to know him.
"There are sixteen of us! It's embarrassing enough to be unable to defeat three purple Yuan cubs. Four against one is still injured, so where do we put our faces?" Feng Ling'er pulled down her sleeves to cover the bruises on her arms. Hurt, Yao Qiang said.
Ye Congwen glanced at the eight sisters. There were many with bruises and swollen faces. They were all exhausted and obviously seriously injured.
"It's good that you're not injured. The Purple Yuan Magic is really powerful. It's normal for those of us who practice holy magic not to be able to defeat it. You guys should have a good rest. When everyone is here, I'm afraid there will still be a fierce battle to be fought." Ye Cong Wen knew that Ziyuan had returned to his nest to spread the news. A war would be inevitable by then, and it was a matter of business to recover from his injuries.
"Don't worry about whether we are hurt or not, just take care of yourself first!" Jin Hairan'er said bluntly and went straight to the point: "We just winked at you, why did you pretend not to see it? How could you be so desperate? Go against a God King Realm expert, make her angry, slap her, and you will die on the spot. Are you impatient with life?"
"You are worrying too much. They say that there are a lot of adults. How can the commanders have the same knowledge as me, a little flag bearer?" Ye Congwen used his own way to treat others, and gave Wu Endless God King a A high hat, the leader of a majestic camp, he would never catch a little Luoluo of his own.
"Shh! You can offend other God-Kings, but if she -, it's better not to offend her." Feng Ling'er whispered in Ye Congwen's ear.
"Is it possible that she has done stupid things to harm her own people before? She must have such a temper!"
"There are a lot of things that I can't explain to you at the moment. Anyway, remember, women are petty and vengeful, so just don't provoke her." Feng Ling'er hesitated for a moment, fearing that the King of Gods would not hear it, so she could only speak vaguely. reminded.
Ye Congwen heard something in Feng Ling'er's words. Most likely, the Wuming God King really had a criminal record and had done something stupid like beating a low-level monk to death in a fit of rage.
Just as he was about to ask carefully, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the space above his head: "Hurry up, hurry up, slowly, we finally caught up."
"There are traces of fighting here, it should be here." The crack in the space was torn open, and a group of people hurriedly walked out, including men and women, old and young.
Ye Congwen knew that the deputy commanders or military advisors of the eight battalions were coming, so he quickly stood up and walked over, staring at the little girls and checking them one by one.
Feng Ling'er and others also greeted them overjoyed. These old men were all masters of the True God and True Saint Realm. Each additional one meant that everyone had more security. They ran up to watch happily.
In less than a minute, more than a dozen True God Realm masters came, each with eight or nine proud disciples, all of whom were at the Semi-Saint Perfection Realm. Seeing more and more masters, Feng Ling'er said ecstatically: " Brother Xiaoyao, no wonder the King of Gods is angry. It turns out that their eight battalions have actually sent people here a long time ago, but there are too many people and they can't move fast. But this time you were too impulsive and you wronged others!" Who knew? , I didn’t hear the answer after a long time, I thought that Zhen Xiaoyao was at a loss for words and couldn’t explain to me!
Turning her head in surprise, she saw Zhen Xiaoyao staring at those charming and beautiful female monks with bright eyes, without even blinking.
"Brother Xiaoyao, you're too perverted, aren't you? Aren't you tired of carrying a flagpole weighing tens of thousands of pounds to look at beautiful women?" Feng Ling'er shouted with a loud voice, and the other seven sisters also followed suit, teasing Zhen Xiaoyao and saying that they wanted to take him with him He went to get to know the eldest ladies of various provinces.
Ye Congwen carried the flagpole and searched for people in the group of female monks descending from the sky. He compared and checked them one by one. He remembered the tall women with big eyes and exquisite curves one by one, and prepared to contact them one by one in the future. Is there Xu Linglong’s reborn body from nirvana?
Unexpectedly, I haven't seen ten of them yet. When the eight sisters of Fenglinger made such a fuss, the female monks all looked disgusted like gods avoiding plague.
"I'm sorry. I grew up in a ravine and I have never seen such a beautiful female fairy. My surname is Zhen and my name is Xiaoyao. What are the names of all the fairy sisters?" Ye Congwen asked shamelessly. He said, as long as he can find the Nirvana reborn body of Xu Linglong, the master of Chaos Hall, nothing will matter to him.
When the female cultivators saw that although Zhen Xiaoyao was not very good-looking, she could talk to everyone without blushing or out of breath while carrying a flagpole weighing tens of thousands of kilograms, they immediately looked up to him.
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. For the sake of a fairy sister, some people dared to take the initiative and said: "Brother Zhen, what you said is wrong. I think these eight girls behind you are also very good-looking, don't they?" Aren’t they beautiful?”
"Forget it, the eight sisters are just like little wild girls who haven't grown up. They are two hundred years old and they still think about childish games like climbing trees and digging out bird's nests all day long. They are not feminine at all. How can they be compared with you?" Not to be disrespectful, Ye Congwen also gave Feng Ling'er and other eight sisters a meal.
"Sure enough, heroes think alike! I thought only the young masters of our big family thought they were naive, but it turns out that you, the body cultivator, think the same way. How can this continue! I'm sure these sisters are not old girls. Already?" A group of girls laughed so hard that they laughed at Feng Ling'er and the others with winking eyes.
"Liang Xiaoyue, who are you scolding as an old girl? What's wrong with the old girl? It's better than those sluts who change men more diligently than they change clothes, right?" Feng Ling'er cursed angrily. The lineage of the hidden sect has always been with these Zhu Guogong If the people in the government dare to provoke her without dealing with her, they will certainly not save her face.
"Sister misunderstood Widow Liang. The men in their Liang family were dead. In order to avenge the bloody sea, they had to let these married daughters take action. It's a pity that these people are not qualified. With their own cultivation talents, they will not be able to find the twelve zodiac guardians in this life. Revenge. If the right path doesn't work, he will take the crooked path. If he can't do it himself, he will pin his hopes on his son and daughter. He forces his husband to have sex every day, hoping to give birth to one or two evil offspring with talent in cultivation, who will avenge the Liang Mansion in the future. Sister, what do you think happened in the end?" Seeing that everyone was listening enthusiastically, Jin Hairan'er simply asked in a nonchalant manner.
"What happened in the end? Could it be that a cultivating genius with a demonic talent was really born?" Feng Ling'er asked, pretending not to know.
"Hehe! I don't know if geniuses are born in cultivation, but the sons-in-law of their Liang family all suffered from exhaustion due to excessive indulgence, and finally died inexplicably and miserably under the claws of demon birds. I heard that in just four or five years, they, the Liang family, had many More than thirty widows." Jin Hairpin'er said with gloating, took a look at Ye Congwen's strong body, and suggested with great imagination: "I said Widow Liang, it's true that you want revenge, but you Don't keep doing beggar-thy-neighbor behavior. Don't keep catching us young masters with ice-cold muscles and jade bones causing trouble! If you want to have more sons to avenge the Liang family, you should find a strong and energetic body like my brother Xiaoyao. Help! You, Liang Xiaoyue, are a widow, and he, Zhen Xiaoyao, is a widower. A widow will mate with a widower, and if firewood meets the fire, within ten months, I guarantee that you will be able to hug the fat boy as you wish!" As soon as he finished speaking, everyone present couldn't bear it. He burst out laughing, and even Ye Congwen, an eloquent person, was speechless and could only hold the flagpole and remain silent.
"Hmph! We haven't seen each other for several years, but you still have such a bad mouth. No wonder no man wants to marry you!" Liang Xiaoyue cursed bitterly, scanning Ye Congwen's body with a pair of red and phoenix eyes, sighing secretly that if it were a year ago, she would really have This idea.
But today is different from the past. Now the entire Liang Mansion is supported by the Empress. When the Empress has settled all the eighty-eight Zhuguo Duke's mansions, she will be the first to take action on the twelve zodiac patron saints.
Eighty-eight Dukes of the Zhu Kingdom, plus the empress and empress supported by the Xuanyuan royal family, not to mention the twelve zodiac patron saints, even the entire Demon Hunting Guard will not be able to escape death by then!
In three to five years at most, the deep hatred of Liang Guogong’s family will be avenged, and none of the murderers of the clan members will be able to escape!
"Brother Xiaoyao, didn't you say before that you wanted to marry eight more wives and go back to your hometown to live in seclusion in the mountains? Do you think Widow Liang is okay with this? It doesn't matter if you think she is too old or ugly. There are still thirty-six brand-new ones in the Liang Mansion. My little widow is also practicing on the Jiutian Plateau. If you are willing, I will call them all over in two days and let you personally select eight young and beautiful ones, okay?" Seeing that Liang Xiaoyue ignored her, Jin Hairaoer immediately went to Zhen Xiaoyao said that he would never give up until the woman from Liang Mansion became notorious.
"What does a brand-new little widow mean?" Ye Congwen had a generation gap with the two-hundred-year-old girl. He didn't understand what she was talking about, so he had to ask in confusion.
"No way, brother Xiaoyao, you can't understand such simple and easy-to-understand words? Brand-new means that her husband's short-lived ghost has just been killed by these crooks, and he has not even passed the three-year mourning period. Widow, do you understand what I mean now?”
