Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 110 Of course I chose to forgive her
Zhuang Youyou stared at Wang Chen with her eyes wide open, her face flushed with anger. She wanted to ram Wang Chen into a wall and kill him, or even kill herself.
But what's even more terrifying is that the whole world thinks she blushes because she is shy.
"That's enough! You must have drugged You. I'm going to kill you, you scum among men!"
With a sound of sword ringing, an exquisitely decorated silver sword appeared in Yuwen Jun's hand. The powerful true energy of the three Nirvanas evaporated, and in an instant his sword emitted a dazzling white light, and stars could be seen twinkling faintly between the sword energy.
At this moment, his sense of superiority was like his white clothes that were lifted up by his true power, rising up.
He was eager to let this bald cultivator, the frog in the well who was so shameless as to be complacent about being a priest of the Fan Kingdom, see what a top genius in the world of cultivation was.
"Are we finally going to take action?!" From the moment the situation got out of control, Zhuang Youyou felt that every second was a terrible torture.
However, in her almost bloodshot eyes, she saw Wang Chen turning around and looking at her, with a heart-piercing smile in his eyes.
There was wind in the hall, and it was as if the wind was blowing him towards her!
“Youyou, neither life nor death can separate you and me!” Wang Chen looked at the speechless Zhuang Youyou with deep affection.
Zhuang Youyou gritted her teeth. She almost wanted to grab her own long, smooth hair and scream like never before.
Everyone opened their mouths wide. Even in the cultivation world, where the Shamatte culture rises and falls, no one could endure this level of disgust!
Compared to Zhuang Youyou, Yuwen Jun was even more irritated and crazy when he saw the goddess of his heart being snatched away. He was furious and stabbed with his sword.
The white clothes fluttered and the sword shone brightly.
His handsome features broke through the wind, like a fairy from the sky, and he chanted softly: The 16th night of wind, flowers and snow, the 15th night of the wild geese returning...
Bang!
Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground cleanly like a sparrow that had been shot.
His hands were empty, and the flying sword was even taken away by Wang Chen.
It was Wang Chen who dodged the sword like a ghost and slashed Yuwen Jun's neck with his hand.
Until everything went dark before his eyes, he still didn't understand why this low-level, deceptive, and corrupt official from the Mortal Kingdom, a scum who lived off his wife and children, disappeared in an instant before his eyes.
Wang Chen, who was still feeling uneasy just now, felt as if his heart was stabbed hard by Yuwen Jun.
This feeling of drawing a sword and reciting a poem at the same time is really...
It's so stupid that it can't be described in words.
Holding Yuwen Jun's long sword in his hand, he swung it casually. Amid the crisp sound of the sword, a stream of sword energy shot out like a powerful arrow.
puff!
Yuan Yu, who had been standing there blankly since the beginning, prayed to God to bless Wang Chen and help him forget him, a cloud of blood mist bloomed on his chest.
He was stunned and felt a chill in his chest.
Then a great force carried him backwards, and with shocked eyes he watched the cloud of blood mist pouring down from the sky.
Through the drifting crimson mist, he saw the Tucheng Lord who was indifferent and even flattering the distinguished guest with a smile on his face.
He didn't even look at him, and still doesn't know who this monk is.
Bang.
Yuan Yu's body fell to the ground with his eyes open.
At this moment, everyone no longer had the slightly mocking look they had when they saw Wang Chen beating up the Tucheng law enforcement cultivator, as if they were watching a young and ignorant man die.
Everyone takes it for granted.
Some even felt that Yuan Yu was blind and didn't recognize the great man.
"Can't you just lie down quietly? You have to jump up and say you want to kill all the nine clans of the person and torture him to death. You don't even consider whether you can afford to offend him. You are really stupid."
Then, everyone looked at Zhuang Youyou who lowered her head "shyly" because of the confession.
The Lord of Tucheng City slightly bent his burly figure and greeted Zhuang Youyou and Wang Chen warmly.
Eyes filled with a mixture of envy, jealousy and other emotions were fixed on Wang Chen's plainly dressed back.
They understood that this monk had reached great heights in one step.
I'm afraid he is a young master from Fanruo Temple, which is ranked fourth among the top thirty-three sects.
I just heard that the people in Fanruo Temple are all ascetics with pure six senses. When have you ever seen such a decisive and murderous person?
However, the excitement in Tucheng, which welcomed the distinguished guests, did not last long.
Afterwards, a law enforcement cultivator who was guarding the city wall of Tucheng heard the loving couple erupting into a violent argument in Tucheng.
I vaguely heard "Cross the river and destroy the bridge."
"You do the first day and I do the fifteenth."
Not long after, the Lord of Tucheng City saw the ancient boat floating up into the sky slowly but actually quickly.
The monk, with a gloomy face, flew through the air in the opposite direction with his sword.
The gale is very strong and the momentum is amazing.
"The young couple is having a conflict." He sighed.
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South Sea City.
Wang Chen walked alone along the stone path paved with sea rocks.
The temperature here is very high and the air is slightly salty.
Perhaps because it is located by the sea, there are occasional strong winds, so the buildings in Nanhai City are mainly made of huge green sea stones. They are square and neat, and are difficult to break even if bombarded with true power.
Two hours ago, just before leaving Tucheng, he gave Zhang Muran a storage ring, which contained an astonishing amount of mid-grade and high-grade spirit stones, as well as a considerable number of Yuanling stones.
After hearing about Zhang Murong's life experience and Zhang Dacai's story, Zhuang Youyou generously expressed her willingness to personally send Zhang Murong back to Huayan Gate.
Wang Chen was very confident about Zhuang Youyou. He was a good judge of people and felt that although Zhuang Youyou's way of thinking was a little strange sometimes, she had some interesting sense of chivalry. With her identity, she personally sent Zhang Muran to Huayan Sect, so one could imagine what kind of treatment she would receive. Similarly, Zhang Muran's status in Huayan Sect would inevitably rise sharply and he would reach the pinnacle of success overnight.
In this way, the cause and effect relationship between her and Zhang Dacai was perfectly resolved.
In return, Wang Chen agreed to do Zhuang Youyou a favor.
To be precise, it was just a small favor for her.
Once when Zhuang Youyou was fourteen years old, she was filled with chivalry and imitated the great masters in the cultivation world to release five drifting memoirs to the entire cultivation world.
And she announced in a childish and sweet voice very brazenly that whoever got the rune could ask her to do something that did not go against her own wishes.
The declaration of a fourteen-year-old girl naturally did not cause much waves. Most of the cultivators who picked up the drifting talisman thought it was a prank, so no one had come to her with the childish drifting talisman for five whole years.
But just a week ago, she suddenly received a message asking for help. It was said that the voice of the person asking for help was also a little girl. She originally wanted to come to Nanhai City in person, but suddenly received a secret letter from Tianjimen.
So this little favor fell on Wang Chen.
As for the spiritual equipment, Zhuang Youyou said that she would go to Tianji Gate to quietly take one out, so she could only owe it for now.
What else can Wang Chen do after being beaten up?
Of course I forgive her.
I had to come to Nanhai City obediently.
If Zhuang Youyou’s request was one of the purposes of coming to Nanhai City.
Then Wang Chen at least had a reason to come.
Because when Zhuang Youyou asked him to come to Nanhai City, strange words suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"If you agree to Zhuang Youyou's request, you will gain strong luck. If you refuse, your luck will dissipate."
He had gotten used to seeing that Chance's ability sometimes worked and sometimes didn't, but most of the time it was just prompts about objects.
From the beginning to now, the number of opportunities that have been given to individuals can be counted on one hand, just like the time when he promised Tu Jiaojiao that she could get out of the mountains.
Secondly, Wang Chen originally thought that luck was something illusory.
However, there was the experience of crossing the sky fire after devouring the spiritual fetus on the Red Flame Mountain.
He suddenly felt that luck was something real, and that in the final analysis, encountering opportunities depended on luck.
After all, the original description about the spiritual fetus mentioned that it could improve the fortune of the place where the spiritual fetus was conceived.
So he wanted to give it a try.
"Pah." The sound transmission note exploded beside my ears.
"In the north of Nanhai City, I am dressed in white and have long hair. If you only see my body, please carve a boat and let me float into the sea."
Wang Chen stopped thinking and frowned.
He had been waiting for the sound transmission note asking Zhuang Youyou for help for a long time, but he never expected that the so-called help would be just these words.
"Who is so bored that he actually asked someone to help collect the body? And he is so stupid with his sour words."
Then his pupils suddenly shrank and he suddenly realized.
This sound transmission talisman is not the drifting talisman given by Zhuang Youyou.
But...
The drifting charm of lead!
Is she in Nanhai City?
