Shinra Tenzun

Chapter 281 Who do you like? [one more]

Seeing the terrifying crack on the ground, the surrounding crowd was in a commotion.

Master Baihe's face turned pale, he asked himself, if he had fought Xiao Jian in that battle just now, he might not get any benefit.

Lin Miao was so excited that she clenched her hands tightly, and there seemed to be glistening tears in her eyes.

But Nangong Que kept applauding, Xiao Jian beat Yuan Wu to pieces, which made Nangong Que very happy.He thought to himself that the goddamn old man wanted to teach Yuan Wu a long time ago. He has well-developed limbs and a simple mind. If he doesn't teach him a lesson, he doesn't know what it means to be tall and strong.

Everyone is excited.

Only Yu Long, who provoked Duan Qi, could only look terrified at this moment, trembling all over, he didn't feel any pain in the wound just now, but when he saw Yuan Wu's defeat, Yu Long only felt pain all over his body. The pain is unbearable.

Now that Yu Long has realized how powerful Xiao Jian is, what makes Yu Long even more afraid is that Xiao Jian is actually a leader who likes to protect his weaknesses. In his impression, Xiao Jian is just a waste material who can drink!Nothing but drinking!

Now that he is strong, he still needs to protect his weaknesses and cover Duan Qi.

Yu Long only felt that the world had collapsed, and this Spirit Sword Sect couldn't stay any longer!
He wanted to leave now but couldn't, and he felt trembling all over if he stayed, and was even more at a loss in a daze.

There was chaos in the field, even behind Daoist Baihe, there were countless disciples looking at Duan Qi with jealous eyes. This guy actually found a good master. It really is better to have fewer disciples in the sect, and the master respects him highly a little.

Among the crowd, Tan Ziyang, who was once defeated by Duan Qi, also admired Duan Qi from the bottom of his heart at this moment.

Xiao Jian put the sword in his hand into the ring, then turned his head indifferently, and looked at the surrounding crowd: "My apprentice Duan Qi didn't kill people maliciously, it was those people who snatched the sword in his hand first, and he was killed by a group of people." Siege and plunder, if there are no killers, how can we deter everyone?"

Xiao Jian's words were full of domineering, after witnessing that he had defeated Yuan Wu, even Daoist Baihe, who had always regarded himself as the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, could only smile awkwardly, but couldn't say anything.

After finishing speaking, Xiao Jian turned around suddenly, staring at the person named Yu Long with both eyes: "You are a fourth-grade swordsmith, and you have the idea of ​​snatching other people's materials, even if Duan Qi doesn't kill you , I, Xiao Jian, can't tolerate you either."

After hearing this, Yu Long was so frightened that his knees went limp, and he immediately fell to his knees.

At this moment, he knew that no one could protect him anymore.

"Forgive me! My disciple made a mistake, and my disciple is willing to carry water for Duan Qi to brush the furnace. I beg Master Xiao Jian to be merciful." Yu Long kowtowed non-stop.

This is a world where the strong are respected, and now Xiao Jian's sword is the sharpest, and what he says is authority.

Yu Long could only kowtow and beg for mercy, hoping to get Xiao Jian's forgiveness.

Watching him kowtow non-stop, Xiao Jian just kept silent, and was not in a hurry to kill him.

Bang bang bang!
His head hit the ground, making a muffled sound.

Just listening to this voice gave people a headache. Many people subconsciously touched their foreheads, thinking that even a warrior in the Tianyuan realm would not be able to stand being hit with such force.

No one noticed that outside the crowd, there was a man with a broken arm, who was clenching his teeth and watching the scene in front of him indignantly.

"why?"

"Why does Master protect Junior Brother like this? Master has never cared about us, but now, he is desperately fighting Master Yuan Wu for Duan Qi!"

"Why is this happening? Hehe, I, Fang Jie, have not complained a single word since I joined Hidden Sword Peak in my whole life. I do the rough work of cooking every day, work diligently, regard Hidden Sword Peak as my home, and regard Master as my father."

"But now, I'm just a cripple, a crippled cripple! Little Junior Sister doesn't like me, Master doesn't care about me, Zhu Ru and Chen Xiaodao are also headed by Duan Qi. Hehe, hahahaha!"

Fang Jie laughed wildly in his heart, laughing at himself for being stupid, laughing at himself for being stupid.

No one noticed, the man with the broken arm slowly left the crowd, and flew towards Hidden Sword Peak alone.

That desolate back is indescribably desolate!

After he walked a few steps, he suddenly heard noises coming from behind him, and countless disciples screamed, the men shouted and the women envied.

"Marry him, marry him."

"Wow, little junior sister, little junior brother, I already knew that the two of you were bothered, hahahaha."

Hearing Chen Xiaodao's loud laughter, Fang Jie's heart felt as if he had been stabbed severely by a knife, and a feeling of extreme anxiety welled up in his heart.

Then he turned his head sharply.

Saw the scene that changed his life.

Duan Qi was facing Han Mengling right now, holding a sword with fiery red light in both hands.

Han Mengling pursed her lips and shed tears of emotion.

Fang Jie also cried, he didn't know why he was crying, but his body could not move anymore, he wanted to leave, he didn't want to torture himself like this anymore, but his footsteps seemed to take root in the ground, no matter what, he would never Can't move a step.

Duan Qi was holding the sword in both hands at the moment, and was facing Han Mengling with a smile on his face: "Little Linger, in fact, I have never noticed that you have been kind to me all this time. Until I went to the Chuyun Empire and met Princess Qinyue , That day, she asked me to marry her in front of everyone. At that time, I realized that the person I was thinking of was always you, but I never found out. "

Tears welled up in Han Mengling's eyes, she pursed her lips tightly and nodded vigorously.

Duan Qi raised his hand, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said softly: "Little Ling'er, didn't you ask me why I left you and went down the mountain without saying a word?"

Han Mengling pursed her lips and shook her head.

Duan Qidao: "For so long, I have never given you anything. The martial arts tournament is coming soon, and I want to cast this sword for you. I have been thinking about it for a long time. I have prepared for a month and collected a lot of materials. That's why I successfully forged this sword."

He said it lightly, but Han Mengling cried like pear blossoms and rain.

She knew that although Duan Qi was smiling, he must have suffered a lot during that month.

"You are so stupid, you big fool, just for this sword, you go down the mountain by yourself for a month, is it worth it?" Han Mengling cried and raised her hand, beating Duan Qi's chest.

Duan Qi just smiled and said: "Don't you like it? If you don't like it, there are many people waiting around. They are like wolves and tigers, hungry and thirsty, hehe."

Hearing Duan Qi's old and unserious words, Bu Liushui immediately ran over, imitating the woman's delicate voice: "I am already hungry and thirsty, Junior Sister Han, if you don't like it, let Duan Qi give it to you." People!"

Many disciples around also followed suit.

"We're hungry too."

"We are also like wolves and tigers."

"Hurry up, Junior Brother Duan, if Junior Sister Han doesn't want it, give it to us! Everyone is waiting."

Hearing the crowd booing for a while.

Han Mengling's pretty face flushed slightly, but she quietly lowered her head and said in a low voice, "I like it."

Duan Qi smiled and said, "Who do you like?"

The female disciples of Mount Everest behind them went crazy one by one, covering their hot faces. At this moment, Duan Qi was also like a male god in their hearts.

"Who do you like? Tell me!" Bu Liushui laughed.

(End of this chapter)