Chapter 118 (1/2)

The voice of lance sounded in the sea of knowledge of Lou Muyan.

She turned white and glanced at Lance. She couldn't hear the meaning of fear of Mingxiu in the fox's voice. Instead, she was full of banter.

”Woman, don't let other men close to you three steps in the future.”

Then Mingxiu's magnetic, clear and pleasant voice also spread to Lou Muyan's sea of knowledge.

As soon as she looked up, she looked at her deep eyes like obsidian, which were vaguely angry.

Lou Mu Yan's lips slightly raised an arc. This guy is really stingy.

”He is my teacher. You should solve the others first.”

Mingxiu's wanton flying red clothes swayed gently. He was not in a good mood and took back his attention on lance.

He swept away the seven sword sect and two shape demons, ”take out your cards and try your best to fight with me. If you win, Tianhan Jinjing is yours.”

How arrogant the tone should be, how arrogant it should be, and how arrogant it should be.

”Ha ha! That's interesting.”

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came from outside the cave, and the sound was getting closer and closer. Finally, it was deafening. Several sword King level disciples covered their ears in pain.

Lou Mu Yan knew the mental power in the sea and immediately formed an air. She turned all her hands and pressed down the voice like a magic spell. Her eyes focused on the three figures standing in the air in the cave.

The leader was a young man with elegant appearance, followed by a woman in yellow and a masked man in green.

”Eight order demon repair.” Lou Mu's eyes sank.

The arrival of the three demons stopped the fight between the people and demons in the cave. When several sword masters swept the man's accomplishments, their eyes were shocked.

”Meet the ice Lord.” the two demons who besieged Mingxiu were stunned when they saw the three demons coming. Obviously, they were surprised, but they didn't dare to hesitate to come forward and worship.

The leading elegant man was holding a feather fan, with a gentle scholar temperament, and he couldn't hang up with the shape demon repair.

His eyes were indifferent, but he swept at random, which made people feel cold.

”Take out the Tianhan Jinjing in whose hand, the emperor wants it.” his tone was faint, as if he was just saying something irrelevant and important.

At this time, the sword families of the top ten families in the air fell to one side one after another. The elegant demon Xiu was a whole step higher than them, and they didn't dare to move at all.

”What a big tone, what if I say no?” Mingxiu's voice was cold, but his pride did not converge.

Hearing the emperor's words, Yezhan and lance were silent at a glance.

The refined ice master was stunned for a moment, and several sneers sounded: ”it's interesting that a human friar with the strength of the sword sect dared to call himself in front of the emperor.”

”Interesting? I think it's boring.” there was no fear in Mingxiu's eyes, as if the difference between them was nothing.

”Good! Have personality, I like it.” the ice Lord looked around Mingxiu with interest, not only not angry, but also with some appreciation, ”take off your mask and let me see it. If you look as handsome as the emperor, it's OK for Han Jinjing to reward you that day.”

”...” Lou Muyan felt the constant overflow of cold air from Mingxiu's body and couldn't help but smoke at the corners of his mouth. The monster was a broken sleeve.

”I still lack a flying mount. The descendants of ancient bingluan can make do with one or two.” Mingxiu's deep black eyes are filled with cold, and his mouth overflows with a clear and evil smile: ”what do you think?”