Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor - Chapter 1338

[Chapter 1331 You Misunderstood (One More)]

“Please write the answers down on paper, the five sons.” The maid ordered five people present, each with a pen and paper.

After a few people looked at each other in dismay, they all started to write.

But just as he was about to move, the son of Jianzun Beiyuan snorted coldly without squinting: “Whoever enters the third pass with me, die!”

The palms of all the people who were writing trembled, and one of them even touched the brush. land.

As early as after the son of Jianzun Beiyuan came, they were determined to retreat.

This person is arrogant and domineering, everyone knows, how can he end up fighting with her for women?

After the three of them looked at each other, they put down the pen and paper very tacitly, and left the villa without saying a word.

When they left, they speeded up their pace, lest the last one stay behind and become the target of revenge by the son of Sword Master Beiyuan.

As a result, only Xia Qingchen was left.

He held a pen and paper in his hand, and he didn’t even write on it, he just said lightly: “She is boring, I am even more boring! What tricks are there, show them as soon as possible!

” In the case of a clear threat, he actually stayed indifferent.

Moreover, she observed that from the beginning to the end, he did not look at the son of Jianzun Beiyuan.

That’s not ignoring, but ignoring, completely ignoring the other person’s eyes.

He also noticed him, of course, the son of Jianzun Beiyuan. With his hands around his chest, Yu Guang squinted at Xia Qingchen, his eyes cold: “What’s your name? I’ll let someone build a monument for you later!

” Xia Qingchen was late and was accidentally left to the third level. He could let it go if he was in a good mood.

But this man didn’t even move at all, so he had no respect for him!

“No one is talking to you, shut up.” Xia Qingchen glanced at him, then looked at the maid with a blank expression.

The latter couldn’t help but look surprised, and looked cautiously at the son of Sword Master Beiyuan, whose face was ashen.

How dare someone on Linlang Island dare to speak to the son of Sword Master Beiyuan like this?

Incredible!

“I’m too lazy to talk to the dead.” A trace of cruelty crossed the face of Tie Qing, the son of Sword Master Beiyuan.

He made up his mind to keep his promise.

Seeing this, the maid had to proceed to the third stage as soon as possible: “Since there are only two left, let’s go directly to the third stage.”

She led the way and led the two to the backyard.

The backyard is full of flowers and plants, and on a pavilion rising from the ground, a young woman in a peacock skirt with a cold expression and jade complexion is playing the piano.

There is a pot of tea and two tea cups in front of him.

Around the pavilion, there are countless beautiful flowers blooming, and the number is dazzling.

“In the third pass, find a black rose, and whoever finds it can go up to the pavilion with the rose in hand.” After the maid finished speaking, she silently retreated.

The son of Jianzun Beiyuan stared at the daughter of Fuqin, changed his arrogance and domineering, and said politely: “Miss Yun, I got a peony fairy flower dew for you in Wangyuelou.”

“I will give it to you specially, I hope Miss Yun likes it.”

It turned out that he rushed out of the Wangyue Building in a hurry, just to see Yun Huaxin.

Yun Hua didn’t lift his heart, and looked extraordinarily arrogant. His voice was as gentle as water: “Young Master Han has a heart.”

“Haha, this is for you!” The son of Sword Master Beiyuan laughed, his eyes swept around, looking for black roses.

When he has reached such a state, his eyesight is far superior to that of ordinary people, and finding a black rose among thousands of flowers is an easy task.

Suddenly, the rest of the light caught a glimpse of a dark shadow in a green grass.

“Hehe, found it!” He stepped forward.

Unexpectedly, just after taking a step, there was a gust of wind around him, ravaging the flowers all over the ground.

For a time, thousands of flowers flew in the sky, scattered like a goddess scattered flowers, charming eyeballs.

The son of Jianzun Beiyuan subconsciously covered it with his sleeves. When the gust of wind calmed down, he looked around and saw a young man in plain clothes, carrying it with one hand, and holding a black rose in the other hand.

Its figure is elegant and out of the dust, like a descendant of immortals standing in the splendid flowers.

“You are bold! Let me put it down!” The son of Jianzun Beiyuan immediately looked sideways and drank in a low voice.

He took a big stride, and his movement speed of 1,600 feet rushed toward him.

The two sides were only twenty feet apart, and for him, it was only a step away.

Pfft——

his eyes flickered with fierce light, and he stepped forward and patted Xia Qingchen’s head with his palm.

What made him stunned was that his palm clearly hit Xia Qingchen, but there was the sound of air breaking through.

Looking at it again, there is Xia Qingchen in front of him, and the other party disappears out of thin air like a ghost, leaving only the remnants of flowers that are constantly circulating.

Just as he was looking around, a gentle male voice of Xia Qingchen came from the gazebo not far away.

“It’s not easy to meet you.” Xia Qingchen gently placed the rose in his hand on the table.

The son of Jianzun Beiyuan raised his eyes and couldn’t help but shrink.

From here to the pavilion at least 2,000 feet, how did the other party pass by in a flash?

But no matter how it goes, violating the will of his son of Sword Master Beiyuan is the way to die.

“You are really courting death!” The son of Jianzun Beiyuan was murderous, and he walked quickly with a gloomy face.

But before taking a few steps, a nun in Buddhist clothes flashed out with a rosary in hand.

She saluted with one hand: “Amitabha, since the donor has already seen the young lady, please ask Mr. Han to abide by the rules and come back another day.”

The son of Jianzun Beiyuan stopped and looked at the nun in front of him, a little apprehensive.

His eyes changed again and again, and finally he looked at Xia Qingchen on the pavilion unwillingly, and slapped his sleeves angrily: “Wait for me!” On

Linlang Island, no one dared to regard him as the son of Sword Master Beiyuan!

on the gazebo.

Yun Hua’s slender fingers stopped, and gently pressed the lingering strings, without raising her head, “Young Master, please take a seat.”

She gracefully took out the teapot and filled the other teacup with tea.

The tea fragrance is overflowing, with a faint floral fragrance.

“This tea is picked from spring flowers, processed in a thousand-year-old kiln, blended with high-quality dried spices of a hundred years, and brewed with rootless spring water.” She said indifferently.

But there was only tea in his eyes, and he hadn’t even seen Xia Qingchen at all.

Xia Qingchen didn’t even look at the so-called flower tea, he stood here, not drinking tea, but delivering letters: “I’m here”

She took a light sip to herself, interrupting Xia Qingchen’s words: “If there is a martial art If you are confused, I can answer it, if you are talking about love, please don’t open your mouth.”

She was used to that every person who was fortunate enough to drink tea with her deliberately showed herself to win her favor.

So, give Xia Qingchen a warning first, so that he doesn’t waste his time.

Xia Qingchen retracted what he said to his lips, took out Tianhenchen’s letter without saying a word, and placed it on the piano table.

However, Yun Huaxin didn’t even look at it. With a flick of his sleeve robe, he swept the letter to the ground, with a cold and unpleasant expression: “I said, no love, only martial arts.”

He presented a love letter to his face . intention?

Xia Qingchen was expressionless and said indifferently, “I’m not here to talk about martial arts, let alone romance.”

[End of This Chapter]