Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 308: You Can't Die

In the woman's heart, no amount of praise from others could even reach the words in his mouth.

The woman's smile astounded the audience.

Many monks were petrified on the spot, stunned in place, half-sounding but could not come to God.

The conversation between the two was not correct.

In the eyes, what are these two people doing?

Many monks originally had a hint of fantasy on the princess on Wednesday, but now they feel a severe pain in their chests, as if they have suffered a heavy blow.

Xue Yi said incredibly: "This ... Brother Su knows the Three Princesses?"

"Hey."

The fat man held his chubby chin, his eyes burning with gossip of gossip, and smiled slyly: “Looking at this posture, the relationship between the two is not easy!

Tao Yan was dark-faced, looking at Su Zimo's eyes with obvious hostility.

Si Yutang just lost his face before returning to the crowd, his face was dull, and his nose snorted lightly.

"What's the matter, didn't you come to look for Brother Jun?"

"Who is that person? How come you know Master Yao Xue so well?"

Many Qingshuangmen disciples frowned and whispered.

Jun Hao took a deep breath, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. The hands behind him clenched into fists, and the fists showed blue tendons, and then faded away.

With the approval of Su Zimo, Ji Yaoxue rejoiced and whispered, "You wait for a while, Zongmen Dabi will begin soon."

"Ok."

Su Zimo nodded.

"Then I'll go there first."

Ji Yaoxue smiled, waved his hand towards Su Zimo, and turned away under everyone's attention.

She was quite bold and courageous, and now, in retrospect, her heart is still beating.

Coupled with the hot eyes around her, although she is expensive as a princess, she can't help feeling a little shy at this time, so I'm sorry to continue.

Jun Hao noticed the insidiousness and tenderness of Ji Yaoxue inadvertently, frowning, and a gloomy gloom glanced deep under his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Jun Hao's expression changed, his eyes flickered, thoughtfully.

wrong!

Ji Yaoxue just said something wrong!

The Zongmen big match is about to start. Ji Yaoxue asks Su Zimo to wait here for a while. What will she do after a while?

Or, what is Su Zimo doing?

Is it just to participate in the Zongmen contest?

"Then I'll go there first."

This is Ji Yaoxue's second sentence. At first glance, it's nothing, but careful consideration is even more problematic.

Ji Yaoxue, as Princess Da Zhou, is going to the second area of ​​the spectator seat. Why would she say to Su Zimo, I ’ll pass first?

Unless this Su Zimo will also sit over, Ji Yaoxue will say this!

But ... is this possible?

Who are the people sitting in the second area of ​​the watching seat, and why is a monk who builds a base?

Junhao remained calm and glanced around.

Many monks looked excited and talked, and most of the content discussed was the peerless appearance of the three princesses, and the relationship between the three princesses and Su Zimo.

Some people, immersed in the scene of the genius, are depressed and unable to extricate themselves.

Except for him, no one found that Ji Yaoxue was abnormal.

"Maybe I worry too much."

Jun Hao said secretly in his heart.

"I know!"

Just then, a monk in the crowd suddenly said something, and it seemed that some big secret had been discovered.

"What?" The other asked.

This person slowly said: "Have you noticed that the second area of ​​the spectator seat has only one seat left after the third princess sat down."

"Yeah, so what?"

The man smiled proudly and said, "I bet this seat must be reserved for Mr. Mo!"

Many monks groaned a little, showing a stunned color.

"Yes, it must be Mr. Mo!"

"Well, only Mr. Mo has this qualification."

"This position is tied with the prince and the queen. It can be described as one person, more than 10,000 people, and it is indeed only Mr. Mo who can overpower all Jin Dan's real people.

Hearing the sound of discussion around him, Jun Hao lightened his heart, exhaled a long breath, and suddenly laughed.

"Since this seat is reserved for Mr. Mo, there is no connection with this Su Zimo. So, it really is my concern."

...

In fact, several elders at the Real Fire Gate have seen Mr Mo in the palace.

It is just that there is a long distance between the viewing seats and the sinking area. In addition, there are 100,000 people in the base, and there are many people.

On the spectator's table, most of Jin Dan's real people were drinking and chatting, and staggered.

Zongmen big match, although it is a battle involving the monks, but for many Jindan real people, this is also a great opportunity to connect with people and attract power.

"Brother, what are you thinking?"

Liu Hui saw Xuan Yi's expression sullen, and looked at the crowd of 100,000 monks in the distance. She was worried and asked in a low voice.

Xuan Yi retracted her gaze and shook her head: "Nothing."

There was a restlessness in the crowd just far away, and for a while, he seemed to see a familiar blue robe, but then drowned in the crowd.

Xuan Yi sighed softly, only that she was exhausted and had hallucinations.

"Xuan Yi Dao You."

At this moment, a hello came from the side, Xuan Yi looked at him, but the person who spoke was the real life of Canglang of Bixia Palace.

Canglang raised his glass and asked with a smile: "I heard that there is an inside disciple named Su Zimo in Feng Feng. I don't know who it is?"

Xuan Yi frowned, and said, "Why did Canglang Taoist ask this?"

"Oh, nothing."

Canglang really chuckled: "I have some grudges against this man. I want to ask Xi Feng to ask for this. I don't know if I can give face."

"No!"

Xuan Yi didn't even think about it and flatly refused.

Canglang's real man's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his face sank, and he slowly said, "This man beheaded and killed my two disciples. How should this account be calculated?"

"If you're not as good as a man, you'll die if you die. You Jin Jindan will come out to avenge yourself, don't you think it's shameful?" Xuan Yi sneered.

Canglang really said quietly: "Xuan Yi, I advise you, don't break the friendship between Bixia Palace and Yunfeng because of a foundation monk!"

"Can you Canglang real person represent Bixia Palace?"

Just a few words, the two are already head-to-head!

At this moment, a person next to him smiled and said, "Why do Canglang brothers argue with him? Wu Feng has faded and his tone is so hard, that is to ask for help!"

"Sima Zhi, what do you want to do!" Xuan Yi's expression changed slightly.

Canglang smiled lively: "Brother Sima, what can you tell me?"

Zhenmao Sima Zhi said leisurely: "This time, Feng Feng brought a few people, when competing for seats on the spirit list, as long as you and I joined together, even if he has a five-veined foundation, Jian Feng will not help!"

"Okay, let Feng Feng return empty-handed this time, not even a place!"

There was a mockery in Canglang's eyes, and he said with a smile: "One of the five gates? Oh, you can't do it!"

(End of this chapter)