Xia Peishan had a small mouth and saw the exquisite "Princess" grotto castle, the maids who served specially, the swimming pool outside, and the small garden. You'er and Shangguan Chiyue were basking in the sun as enjoyed as they were... She was stunned.

Throughout history, it is said that who is the youngest to reach the Martial Saint, thirty years ago, there were many different opinions, including all kinds of martial saints of twenty-five years old and twenty-seven years old. But compared with Xia Peishan, it was several levels behind. She said that she was second, and no one dared to be the first.

At the age of eight, Xia Peishan was able to use the power of the Martial Saint.

Because of the power of the three and eighth-class evil spirits, the explosions of many evil spirits, as well as the explosions of crystal stones and demon cores in a town were all absorbed by her.

Xia Peishan, who could not fully control his power at that time, was a demon, powerful and terrifying.

Naturally, the Empire did not allow her to destroy her everywhere, and in the end she could only lock her up here. Because Xia Peishan is a relative and not a bad person, she will be let go out for activities every three months, and a martial master will give her some advice.

Zhudi always wanted Xia Peishan to become the combat power of the empire, and slowly let her adapt to control.

This level is nineteen years. She has grown to the middle level of Martial Saint. She still looks uncontrollable occasionally and has no follow-up family education. She has been locked up here, so she is like a ten-year-old child.

With the experience of bringing You'er, Long Chen will even tempt these little girls.

"How about it, these are all for you. We are all cultivators, and there are other martial saints, alien races, and big sisters swimming in the water flying in the sky. And they can be friends with you when you see the images, and also to her..." Long Chen pointed at Chi Wanwan, "There are many sisters like this, and they will take good care of you very much."

Xia Peishan pinched her skirt with her little hands, and it was obvious that she was struggling, after all, she had been used and deceived before.

"We are a cooperative force with the empire, unlike those deceptive sects and family forces. You can rest assured that General Yuwen testifies to me."

As he said that, General Yuwen nodded in cooperation.

"Now that evil spirits and monsters are invading, we will protect other towns everywhere and repel enemies. You only need to attack those bad guys with everyone. With your strong strength, I believe that a few performances will make everyone give you a thumbs up. Think about it, you will be able to compete with thousands of monsters. If you protect everyone, everyone will definitely like you very much."

Xia Peishan looked at the ceiling, as if she had seen a scene where a group of people praised her.

"How about it?"

Xia Peishan hesitated for a few seconds, "What do you want me to do?"

Long Chen took out the contract scroll, "You can mark the name on it with blood. You can stay in our place in three years."

"No Long Chen, this is too dangerous. They are all terrifying existences. How can this reassure Your Majesty? Three years are too short."

Long Chen waved his hand, "Don't worry, General Yuwen, I have plans, Your Majesty won't say anything."

Seeing this, the general said nothing.

Xia Peishan looked at the contract for a while and said honestly, "I don't know many words, but since the general testified to you, I will believe you."

The contract cannot completely restrain the Martial Saint, but it still has some effect.

"Wanwan, take care of her first."

Chi Wanwan helped the woman to control the wind slowly untie the shackles on Xia Peishan's body. The star-shaking spirit lock was very light, but the Martial Saint could not resist the locked five.

Xia Peishan has hands, feet and neck, "Take it slow, don't hurt your hands."

The former could not wait to take off these chains, but he could only remove three of them in the disaster prison.

"Don't move first, wash your face first, and you'll be more beautiful when you go out." Chi Wanwan, as the senior sister of Haiyun Sect, often takes care of the junior sister who has just entered the sect. The children are only ten years old and are not even here. So she has a lot of experience and washes Xia Peishan's face.

"Come on, lean in my sister's arms and comb your hair."

Xia Peishan hugged the little white lion and liked it very much. She ate and licked things from her mouth, turned around and leaned against Chi Wanwan. She hadn't felt this warm feeling for a long time. In addition, Chi Wanwan was a holy woman, which made people trust her at first sight.

Long Chen looked back and found that Xia Peishan, known as Hell Shura, was very well-behaved there.

General Yuwen next to him asked in a low voice, "Young Master Long Chen, does Miss Chi have a sister?"

“…”

Another Fenghuang envoy handed over to the list, and Long Chen continued to flip back. The fourth page was Xia Peishan's "opposite" because of the cold-blooded killer. Long Chen was not interested in seeing the resume... He turned to the seventh page and saw her name - Xuanyuan Ling.

Xuanyuan Ling, a genius martial saint beauty from the mainland fifteen years ago, is thirty-year-old martial saint. She is known as the successor of the sword saint and is the title of the sub-sword saint. She has a very hot temper and is unwilling to admit defeat. She has failed in all ten times to challenge Tiange Sword saint, failed in all five times to challenge Kufeng Sword saint, and failed in all fifty times to challenge Beiming Sword saint.

Although she is called the Sub-Sword Saint, she doesn't like this title very much, but she still knows very rationally that Ku Feng and Tian Ge are not much older than her, and she is strong and the competition between the Sword Saint is also the key to physical strength. The old man Bei Ming is completely old and should give way, so she keeps asking Bei Ming to challenge it.

But... I lost every time.

When he walked to cell No. 7, he saw Xuanyuan Ling's appearance remained mature at the age of thirty, with a brown ponytail and a bun just covering her face, slender eyelashes and cold eyes swept the three of them, and continued to look at the sword score in her hand.

Wearing a white corset, luxurious silver shoulder pads, short skirt, black trousers, waist straps and black dovetail-like floating sections, brown boots.

She is indeed the most popular beauty in the mainland back then. Her figure and temperament are no worse than Ainisha. She is carrying nine black thin swords behind her, and is called Xuanyuan Nine Swords, so some people call her Jiujian Ling.

Seeing the three of them stopping in front of her room, she certainly heard what Long Chen "tempted" Xia Peishan just now. They were all above the level of Martial Saint, and even a fly would be noticed.

"If you want to encourage me to sign a contract, I'm not interested." Xuanyuan Ling refused before Long Chen could speak.

But who is Long Chen?

A bitch... No, no, no, he is the smart person around him who is responsible for carrying a mirror. He wants the other person to "appear" in one sentence.

"The Beiming Sword Saint abdicated."

With seven words, Xuanyuan Ling's expression changed drastically in an instant, "What did you say? Say it again."

I have beaten him fifty times but never beat him. Who has defeated him in just so many years?

"The Beiming Sword Saint, one of the three great sword saints, abdicated and gave way to a young woman in her thirty years old."

"This...this..." She widened her eyes, she didn't do it. She was thirty at the time, and she immediately looked at General Yuwen.
Chapter completed!