The holy mountain under the guard of the four main cities.
Here is covered with white snow all year round, but the temperature is extremely warm and comfortable. Except for the white snow that can be seen everywhere, it can be described as spring-like all the year round.
In the depths of the clear and white palace, in a secluded attic.
Wearing a long white dress, she has a graceful figure, sitting quietly by the window like a figure in a painting.
A pair of delicate palms carved like white jade.
Gently propped his chin.
Looking out of the window silently, with deep sorrow and longing in his eyes: "Brother Xiao Yi, are you okay? Qingzhu misses you so much"
A drop of clear tears rolled down quietly.
At this moment¡¡
Suddenly there was a sharp and piercing shout from downstairs: "Brother Chen, please respect yourself. This is the boudoir of His Highness the Holy Maiden. No one is allowed to trespass without His Highness's permission. Brother Chen please"
Snapped!
The crisp applause came suddenly.
Fang Qingzhu, who was so distracted, also came back to his senses in an instant, his pretty face was covered with frost, his figure flashed, leaving a series of afterimages along the way, and rushed to the first floor of the attic in an instant.
At this moment.
A girl in cyan clothes was kneeling on the ground covering her face.
This girl is Fang Qingzhu's maid, Xiaoxue.
Xiaoxue covered her swollen face, but stubbornly blocked the gate, preventing the person in front of her from stepping into the attic.
"Bold Fang Xue, who gave you the courage to stop Senior Brother Chen?"
"Senior Brother Chen is about to become the husband-in-law of Her Majesty the Holy Maiden, why should he enter the Holy Maiden's Pavilion? How dare you, a lowly maidservant, stop him? You are looking for death"
On the left and right of the arrogant and stern young man who was the leader, the two strong men reprimanded one after another.
If Xiao Yi were here, he would recognize one of them, Zhang Sixiang, one of the four great sons of Bai Yujing in the past.
This Sixiang's face is full of flattery and flattery at the moment.
He said to the young man standing in front of the two: "Senior Brother Chen, please come in!"
"Um!"
The young man looked aloof, nodded indifferently, and was about to move forward.
At this moment¡¡
A soft scolding came from the attic, making Senior Brother Chen pause slightly: "Chen Longxiang, who gave you the courage to make trouble in my Saintess Pavilion?"
"Um?"
Chen Longxiang narrowed his eyes slightly.
Look up and look into the attic.
I saw Fang Qingzhu, whose face was full of frost, looking at him with an ugly face.
A gloomy look flashed across Chen Longxiang's eyes.
Especially when he saw the trace of tears in the corner of Fang Qingzhu's eyes, his expression became extremely ugly, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he said coldly, "Are you crying for that bastard again?"
Chen Longxiang.
It is a super genius who has only emerged in the Holy Land of Baiyujing in the past two years.
Two years ago, he was not even as good as Zhang Sixiang and the other four holy sons. He just pretended to be the great disciple of the Holy Master himself.
but¡¡
Two years ago, Chen Longxiang broke out suddenly.
Cultivation.
Combat power.
And his whole personality.
All have undergone earth-shaking changes.
In just two years.
Chen Longxiang not only banned the Four Great Sons, but also subdued all the Four Great Sons including Zhang Sihai, and brought them under his command.
In one fell swoop, he won the support of more than half of the senior management of Baiyujing Holy Land.
In addition, he himself was suspected to have stepped into the realm of the Holy Venerable not long ago. In the entire Baiyujing Holy Land, even Fang Qingzhu's father had no way to deal with him.
And at this time
Chen Longxiang proposed to marry Fang Qingzhu.
As a result, Fang Qingzhu naturally opposed her and made the marriage between her and Xiao Yi public.
This moment completely angered Chen Longxiang.
Facing his daughter's happiness in the second half of his life, the Holy Master of Baiyujing Holy Land faced Chen Longxiang, who was already able to rival him, and finally decided to decide who could finally become Fang Qingzhu's husband-in-law through a marriage recruitment meeting.
? Although the relative recruitment conference is going on in full swing.
There are even peerless talents such as Dongzhou Tianya Haige Dongfang Qinglong, Changshengjiao Shengzi and so on.
But in Chen Longxiang's view, those people are not enough to make him? Senior Brother Chen made it clear that I really don¡¯t know where I went wrong! "
"I don't know what's wrong?"
Chen Longxiang sneered again and again, "You know that Fang Qingzhu is my woman, but you still dare to stay alone and talk to her? Zhang Sixiang, please listen to me, if you don't want you to smooth things over for me at the marriage recruitment meeting Those flies, if it weren¡¯t for the fact that you still have a little use value, next year today will be your death day!¡±
Plop!
Plop!
Plop!
Zhang Sixiang's face turned pale, his head hit the ground with a bang, and he said with a look of panic: "Senior Brother Chen, please forgive me, Senior Brother Chen, I know I was wrong, and I will never have any contact with Her Majesty the Holy Maiden again, please forgive me This time"
"Capital crimes are exempt from living crimes!"
Chen Longxiang opened his mouth coldly, and saw that his innate power turned into a silver hook painted on iron between his fingers, and looked at Zhang Sixiang, "Open your mouth!"
"No, don'tBrother Chen, please forgive me" Zhang Sixiang looked at the iron painted silver hook in horror.
"Lose your tongue, or lose face, you decide for yourself!" Chen Longxiang said expressionlessly.
"me¡¡"
Zhang Sixiang wanted to give himself a few big mouths, so he ran to talk to Fang Qingzhu when he had nothing to do? Isn't this courting death?
Looking at Chen Longxiang's increasingly gloomy eyes.
However, Zhang Sixiang knew that he could never resist. If there was anything that dissatisfied Chen Longxiang, he would really lose his head.
Think about it once.
Zhang Sixiang opened his mouth and closed his eyes in despair.
Poof!
Amid the sound of flesh and blood piercing through.
That iron-painted silver hook directly hooked Zhang Sixiang's tongue, and with a puff, Zhang Sixiang's tongue was pulled up by the roots, and it was thrown aside casually.
Chen Longxiang put away the iron painted silver hook, squinted at the direction of the Saintess Pavilion where Fang Qingzhu was, his eyes became more and more cold, and muttered to himself: "Fang Qingzhu the owner of the Bingfeng bloodline, naturally only I, Chen Longxiang, are entitled to enjoy it, and anyone who dares to fight with me will die!" (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com