The words were another slap in the face.
Everyone present showed indignation and scolded Xiao Chen, "How dare you, a remnant of the Xiao family, dare to blaspheme the eldest princess like this, you deserve to die."
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Xiao Chen was not afraid at all, from his initial speculation to his current certainty. He knew that the ancient sword on his body was the biggest bargaining chip.
Since you have the chips in hand, why be afraid of this garbage.
He snorted, "I deserve to die? Then you can kill me. I stretched my neck for you to kill. Do you dare?"
The person who spoke just now couldn't help but shrink his head.
If he dared to touch a hair of Xiao Chen, he himself would be killed.
But he couldn't lose face, so he snorted, "What a sharp-tongued remnant of the Xiao family, I don't want to be the same as you." He said angrily and rolled his sleeves.
Xiao Chen sneered, "It's boring. If you don't dare, don't show your teeth in front of me. You're not worthy."
Emperor Dawu would not kill him anyway, so he was naturally confident.
He knew this point of measure very well.
All the ministers in the hall were very angry. They were defeated by an army.
This guy is so brave.
If you were an ordinary person, you would probably be scared out of your wits.
Xiao Chen looked at Wu Zheng, who was wearing a dragon robe in the middle of the hall.
He spoke slowly, "Your Majesty, what exactly do you want to do? Just ask, there is no need to engage in these smoky things."
His words were very rude and he was obviously scolding the other person.
Wu Zheng was neither angry nor happy, his face was expressionless, "Very good, you are worthy of being my son-in-law who rides the dragon. Today, you and Wu Wan make an oath of heaven and earth to become husband and wife."
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and an ancient scroll slowly opened above the hall.
This scroll has the charm of the great avenue and exudes supreme power.
Xiao Chen looked at the scroll and couldn't help but frown slightly, "What is this for?"
It's just a marriage, do you want to make a vow to heaven and earth?
This is obviously fishy.
The scroll of the book is brilliant, with countless golden lights spreading out. The layers of Dao rhyme fluctuated like water patterns, and no one present dared to look directly at them.
At this time, a mysterious light froze Xiao Chen.
He tried to break free, but it was impossible.
He looked at Wu Zheng angrily, "What are you going to do?"
Wu Zheng glanced at him indifferently, "The auspicious time has come, it's time to get married. All you need to do is write your name on the scroll of the Great Dao."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Wan on the side bit off his finger, used his own essence and blood as ink, and his finger as a pen, and wrote his name on the scroll.
But Xiao Chen hesitated to take action.
At this time, Wu Zheng said, "Let him write."
Then, the eunuch on the side stepped forward, slit Xiao Chen's fingers with a dagger, and forced him to write his name on the scroll.
When the last stroke was completed, the entire scroll emitted supreme power. The golden light in the sky illuminated the entire hall. It seemed that there was something that connected Xiao Chen and Wu Wan together.
Xiao Chen was startled and cursed secretly: "There is such a ghost thing."
But the next second, countless golden lights fell on him, and countless runes covered his body. He was horrified to find that those runes seemed to be burrowing into his body like living creatures.
The next second, he fainted.
There was silence in the main hall. The ministers all stared at Xiao Chen.
The change suddenly occurred at this moment.
Countless sword energies burst out from between Xiao Chen's eyebrows, as if they were going to strangle the runes that had penetrated his body.
Suddenly, golden light and sword energy splashed across the entire hall.
The ministers took a few steps back in fear.
The golden runes were being strangled continuously and were about to be cleared away.
At this time, Wu Wan took a step forward, cut her finger, and dripped blood into Xiao Chen's eyebrows.
As drops of blood dripped into it, Wu Wan's complexion became pale.
And the next second, the sword energy actually merged with the golden runes.
Seeing this, Wu Zheng suddenly stood up from the throne, "It's done. It's done."
He couldn't hide his excitement.
Wu Wan also almost fell down because she lost too much essence and blood.
Seeing this, Wu Zheng said quickly: "Wan'er, thank you for your hard work. This boy must be a descendant of the Sword Master. Tonight, you consummate your marriage with him and drain all his soul."
Wu Wan gritted her teeth and nodded, "Yes, Father."
In order to get the soul of the descendant of the Sword Master, she had no choice but to lose her virginity to Xiao Chen. Although she didn't want to, that was all she could do.
Wu Zheng was overjoyed, "Come on, carry the Prince Consort down. Wan'er, you have a good rest. Tonight, you must plunder this boy's spiritual essence."
Wu Wan nodded, "Yes."
At night, the bright moon hangs upside down in the starry sky like a hook.
In Wu Wan's bedroom, Xiao Chen was lying on a big red bed in a coma. The vision in his body has disappeared.
In his sea of consciousness, the surface of the ancient sword was wrapped with countless golden runes. These golden runes seemed to dim the light of the ancient sword.
Xiao Chen's consciousness was still sinking and he had not woken up at all.
At this time, Wu Wan walked in barefoot.
She glanced at Xiao Chen on the bed with a complicated expression, "A person like you is actually the Queen of the Sword Saint. What I am committed to today is only the blood of the Sword Saint, not you."
As he spoke, Jade Hand untied his belt and took off his clothes.
In his confusion, Xiao Chen seemed to have had a hearty erotic dream. His body felt hot and restless, as if he was having sex.
And after he vented his anger, he felt that something in his body was leaving him.
After a night of lingering, Wu Wan sucked away Xiao Chen's soul. The most important spiritual essence in his bloodline was robbed.
After dawn, Wu Wan put on her clothes and practiced in the practice room.
She originally had the bloodline of the Wu family, but now she had the bloodline of the Sword Master. These two bloodlines are intertwining and will eventually merge together.
And Xiao Chen, who lost his bloodline and soul, turned gray overnight.
He just felt that his body was completely hollowed out.
He opened his eyes with difficulty, and an indescribable feeling of fatigue came over him, forcing him to fall into a drowsiness again.
At this time, Wu Zheng came in. He only glanced at Xiao Chen on the bed and said, "Throw him into the land of red training."
The guards behind him quickly stepped forward and dragged Xiao Chen away.
Wu Zheng came to Wu Wan's practice room and waited anxiously until Wu Wan came out.
Wu Wan looked more energetic than before, and the blood in her body had awakened.
Wu Zheng said with great joy: "Very good, as expected of Wan'er. You have indeed absorbed the spiritual essence of the Sword Master's lineage. In this way, you can go to the place of red training and open the Sword Master's treasure house."
Wu Wan nodded, "What about Xiao Chen?"
Wu Zheng's face was expressionless, "He has already taken the first step and thrown it into the Red Training Land. When it is time to open the Juggernaut's inner scene, you will kill him and sacrifice him to open the Juggernaut's inner scene."
