Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

Zhuge Canglan waited until the pain on his body eased a bit, and said coldly: "What on earth do you want to do? There are still a group of immortals, look at you, even the vegetable market is not as noisy as you, whether you stay or not, Give me a quick word, you don't think it's troublesome, I don't have so much time to waste here."

Zhuge Canglan said it very bluntly, she was not a very well-behaved person in the first place, and she couldn't bear to put on a show and say nice things to the group of senior leaders who tore her like a lifeless rag.

These old guys really pissed her off, as if they were going to tear her apart, even if it was a test.

After Zhuge Canglan finished speaking, the empty hall fell into a dead silence, and the portraits on the walls on both sides swayed silently.

But the two forces pulling her did not relax.

Silent Arrow, there is only one portrait hanging on the entire wall in the east. There is movement, and the person in the portrait slowly floats down from the paper, forming a blurred phantom.

It was like smoke and mist, blurry, as if it could be blown away with just a crack...

The phantom slowly floated in front of Zhuge Canglan, and said, "Girl, don't be angry, half of them think you are a seedling of cultivating immortals, maybe you have taken a bit of a tortuous path before, but after correct guidance He will surely achieve great success in the future, he should be a disciple of Lingxu Island."

"The other half thinks that you have serious murders, cruel methods, and indifference and are not suitable for cultivating immortals. Therefore, they are at odds with each other, so they decided to use the most primitive method to decide whether you will stay or not..."

The voice is old but very clear, and it sounds like a healthy old man,

When Zhuge Canglan looked over, he still could only see the mist that was vaguely in the form of a human being, but he couldn't see the entity.

This old man should be the patriarch of Lingxu Island, but his words made Zhuge Canglan very cold.

The most primitive way?

Your sister, the most primitive method is tug of war?

The pros won, and she stayed.

Those who oppose and oppose win, and she will go out.

Heh... Such a test, just now was really a joke!

Zhuge Canglan sneered angrily: "That's your business, but I don't want to be dragged around like a thing."

She glanced at the wrist that was caught by the red seal, and said through gritted teeth: "I want to know whether you want my people or a corpse. Before you can decide whether to win or lose, my people are already dead."

Patriarch's figure flickered a few times, coughing and coughing two or three times: "Hey, this...cough cough, misstep, misstep..."

After saying that, he immediately shouted: "Hurry up and let go...you are so old, why are you still doing such child's play?"

As soon as his voice fell, Zhuge Canglan felt the two forces tearing her loose unwillingly.

Then, with a muffled bang, Zhuge Canglan fell on the futon unprepared, and she gasped in pain.

Zhuge Canglan gritted his teeth in pain, and said impatiently: "The two factions can't stand each other, since you are their patriarch, it's up to you to make up your mind."

The patriarch hesitated for a moment and said: "This... I am also very embarrassed, but apart from their method just now, I have a method, but this method is even sad, girl, do you dare to live?"

Zhuge Canglan stood up from the table, with a cold face, said: "Pass..."

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