Seeing Yan Hao hit it with a hammer, everyone's hearts raised the limit.

Chen Mu was still moving in, but under the terrifying wind, his figure strangely took a step to the side and came to Yan Hao's oblique angle.

The cicadas awaken before the autumn wind moves!

The blood-colored giant hammer almost fell against the tip of his nose, thrilling.

Chen Mu didn't blink, and his right hand was placed on Yan Hao's forearm like lightning, and his left hand slashed hard, hitting Yan Hao's arm.

Everyone heard a click, and they seemed to see the hammer handle of a blood-colored giant hammer breaking in front of their eyes.

And that's not the end. After slashing with his left hand, Chen Mu's right fist fell immediately on Yan Hao's neck. The latter was unable to resist. He flew backwards and fell to the ground in a series of punches. His right arm showed an unnatural bend, and his neck was blurred. He saw that he had fallen into a coma.

Baji* Overlord is hard and broken!

Another move... As Yan Hao fell to the ground, everyone's hearts trembled.

Some people have already guessed: "Prespect the enemy's initiative... Grandmaster?"

Another such young master?

Everyone was silent, some people were unwilling to believe it, but there was no explanation except the Grandmaster to defeat Geng Hu and Yan Hao in a row with this momentum.

At the same time, I suddenly realized in my heart... No wonder the young master of Feixia Palace chose him among the crowd, so it would be easy to understand.

Since the master is in front of him, there is no possibility of competition among them.

Everyone present was also awesome, and immediately changed their faces and expressed their congratulations. As for the true feelings and falseness under the smile, no one knew it.

Lian Rong drove his disciples to treat Yan Hao, and then smiled and said, "Since no one has any objections, then let's decide this matter. If you don't hurry up, why don't you stay for a few more days to congratulate me on Feixia Palace."

The candidate for the son-in-law is determined, but this is not the ultimate goal of the heroes. How can a mere third-rate sect participate in the affairs of Mount Cheng?

At this time, we still need to report to the sect and wait for the decision of the superiors.

So everyone responded and were taken down by their disciples to rest.

A young man with sword-brows came to Chen Mu with a smile: "Brother Li, I heard that Lerong had recruited a handsome talent, but he was already the Grand Master Jue Ling. I really admire him!"

Chen Mu recognized that the person in front of him was Lin Zeshu, a direct disciple of Qianyang Sect. He was twenty-nine years old and was at the peak of a great martial arts master and was expected to be a master.

He is expected to be a master, but he is not a master after all. So the twenty-nine-year-old Lin Zeshu also wants to call him brother in front of Chen Mu.

After reaching out, Chen Mu bowed and made a few polite words with him.

Before leaving, Lin Zeshu smiled and said, "Maybe it will be a family in the future. On the day of Brother Li's great joy, I will send you a big gift to congratulate you."

Everyone left, Lian Rong came to Chen Mu, with no sadness or joy on his face, while Lian Ya followed him.

"Palace Lord. Young Palace Lord."

Chen Mu looked at the graceful noble lady in front of him and thought in his heart how to get the holy soldiers from her.

"Li Chen, no matter how you competed just now, you have repeatedly expected the enemy to take the lead, but have you opened your spiritual sense?"

Chen Mu nodded: "I got something a little bit ago."

Since spiritual awareness is brought about by imitation ability and is not actually activated, it requires the use of emotional energy, unlike ordinary masters who are eternal.

This emotional energy is really strange. The saint master who was inspired is a semi-saint, a master who was imitated, and a fake master.

But these things are not worthy of being told by outsiders, so they can only be accustomed to it.

Hearing Chen Mu's "acceptance", Lian Rong showed a smile on her face.

Although Li Chen's appearance disrupted her plan, after careful consideration, it seems that it is not unacceptable.

The grandson-level saint is a master-level son-in-law that has never appeared in Feixia Palace since its tenure.

If it were a big sect, the sage son-in-law would have to worry about the sage son-in-law being disloyal to the master. However, the third-rate sect of Wanshe Sect is not as powerful as Feixia Palace, so you can ask the other party to marry into a marriage.

In this way, there were four masters in Feixia Palace, and the holy soldiers were in hand, which were only half inferior to those top forces.

Moreover, Yaer and Shengshou are both young masters, and as long as they survive this disaster, the future will be promising.

For various reasons, Lian Rong looked at Li Chen and smiled more kindly: "I don't know where Lingzun Lingtang is now, but if I have time to come to discuss the wedding?"

Chen Mu said: "My parents died early, but later, fortunately, my master took a fancy to me and taught me skills. Unfortunately, my master also passed away not long ago, and now there are no elders in the family."

These are the words he said before in Wanshe Sect, and it is hard to hide them.

After hearing this, Lian Rong sighed: "You have a miserable life. But Feixia Palace will be your home in the future. You can feel at ease when you get here."

As she said that, Lian Rong had been involved in Lian Ya and said earnestly: "Ya'er has been cold since she was a child, cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Since she chose you, she naturally belongs to you... You young people chat more, and the rest of the matter is arranged by us, the elderly."

After a few more instructions, Lian Rong left, and only Chen Mu and Lian Ya were left in front of the huge hall. The other disciples of Feixia Palace also left to create opportunities for them to be alone.

Chen Mu looked at the woman in front of him, and the latter looked back without retreating.

"Why choose me?"

Facing Lian Ya alone, Chen Mu directly asked for the doubts in his heart.

Although becoming a saint son-in-law was beneficial to his next actions, he still couldn't understand why so many handsome men and talents in the field didn't choose, but chose him.

He didn't think he had any charm that attracted women, nor did he ever imagine fairy tales like princesses and princes.

Lian Ya said calmly: "I didn't want to invite a bride, but my mother gave birth to me and raised me, gave me food, and taught me martial arts. This is a responsibility that I cannot escape. If Feixia Palace is defeated, it will be equivalent to taking her life."

Chen Mu nodded and listened to Lian Ya continue.

"Marrying is not what I want, and it is inevitable to attract a marriage. Fortunately, the dilemma made me realize the spiritual sense. At the moment when the heavens and man were in harmony, the spiritual sense was particularly clear. Perhaps the situation in the distance was not clear and I had no way to sense it, but you near were the only opportunity to solve my dilemma."

Chen Mu was stunned for a long time, but he didn't expect that this was the reason why Lian Ya chose him.

Anyway, the situation will not get worse, so just follow the spiritual sense and choose any one?

At this time, Lian Ya continued, "The moment I was promoted to the Grandmaster, I realized that among everyone present, you were the one who had the least intention of marrying me. Of course, you obviously have other purposes, but no matter what your purpose is, as long as you do not harm the interests of Feixia Palace and achieve my goals at the same time, I can cooperate with you."

Lian Ya's straightforward words made Chen Mu smile bitterly.

Immediately, Chen Mu narrowed his eyes: "Don't you ask me what's the purpose?"

Lian Ya didn't care and said, "What else can you do in the purpose? You are also the Grand Master Jueling, so you are not for the worldly money; I think you are pretty, and since you have no intention of marrying me, you obviously are not for the beauty. If you don't want to be rich, you don't need to guess your purpose and know that it is the saint's soldier."

Chen Mu's face remained unchanged and asked:

"Since you know that I am fighting your holy soldiers, are you willing to cooperate with me?"
Chapter completed!