"I respect him very much. When he came to the Shen family, he enthusiastically asked him for martial arts. As a result, he sneaked into my boudoir that night... I was so embarrassed that I told my parents about this and asked them to invite the respected seniors in the martial arts world to uphold justice. But the people from the Shen family advised me: Since I have lost my virginity, why not marry him?"
"He knelt in front of me again, a great master..."
"One of the most powerful masters in the martial arts world, told me that he loved me deeply, which made a big mistake. My parents and you martial arts seniors..." Chen Wanjun pointed at Zen Master Kongming, and Taoist Master Wanshi said angrily: "I actually advised me to make peace, saying that it was for my honor!"
"I, Chen Wanjun, have been pure and clean all my life, and I would rather break than bend, and I would rather not be honest!" This roar was loud and loud.
"But my parents begged for death, and he begged me in every way, and would rather harm my body..." Chen Wanjun whispered: "I thought I could forget these and start over. After all, he really loved me. For my words, I wanted to be an invincible flower and an everlasting ice, and went to the Western Regions to seize the strange flower Mandallan Garros, and then went to the Arctic Cold Yuan, risked his life to catch the Tianshen Peak, and carved out the ten thousand-year-old mysterious ice spirit."
"It's a pity that I can't forget it, so I colluded with Twelve Yuanchen to observe the flaws of his true energy, refine the ten thousand-year-old Xuan Ice Soul into the divine weapon Ice Soul True Energy, then incorporate Mandala Lan Garros into his diet, and finally kill him under a beautiful starry sky."
"He is really worthy of being a great master. Even though I was shot into my mind with the ice needle transformed by the Ice Soul True Qi, he still had the strength to say to me: Sorry. The Ice Soul True Qi was found by him in every way, and he always knew that I had given him the poison of strange flowers. Hahaha... Even revenge in my life is indulged..."
Chen Wanjun said calmly: "So for the rest of my life, all I have left is revenge. Revenge pale to you hypocritical masters..."
Zen Master Kongming sighed deeply and said ashamed: "Mr. Chen, I'm wrong!"
"If you want to say nonsense like 'If you use your body to replace me, I have received it for my life', don't mention it! My revenge is for my life's pride. I'm not wrong... so please give me a chance!" Chen Wanjun said calmly: "In the end, although Brother Qian should have seen it. But I still mention it, Bacan... You killed him and said quickly!"
The Bacan beggar said with a ferocious face: "Bitch, you will still frame me before you die."
"You are physically disabled and inhumane, and your heart is distorted. You often torture and kill innocent women. I found out that Xiao Luoyue Jian Yueqing was killed by you. I wanted to get rid of you, a disgusting person, early, but I didn't expect you to be threatened by Dragon Shou. I secretly surrendered to our twelve Yuanchen... Dragon Shou said that after this big incident, I will hand you over to me to deal with it. But I can't wait... So, die!"
A crystal clear, pure and clean needle appeared in Chen Wanjun's hand, which was condensed by the true energy of the Divine Soldier Ice Soul.
The essence of the Ice Soul True Qi Divine Weapon is unique. In Qian Chen's opinion, its quality is also excellent in the Middle Earth Shenzhou. It is a Qi Tao divine weapon, essentially an essence of heaven and earth. This kind of vital energy is extremely essence and has many wonderful uses, but its nature is too extreme and difficult to be picked by monks.
Later, someone created the method of using his own true energy to adopt this kind of vitality and refine magical powers and magic weapons. This kind of vitality with extreme properties can be used by people and is called the Gangsha Qi.
Chen Wanjun’s true energy is one of the thirty-six heavenly gangs in the Middle Earth, the Ice Soul Cold Light Gang.
These qi of Gangsha is extremely precious. With the foundation of this world, they must be the kind of treasures that they cherish the most. Even in the Middle Earth China, they are worth billions of yuan. Even Qian Chen’s family’s foundation can match them with only the bone relics before the ban.
Chen Wanjun slowly came to the Bacan Beggar, and everyone along the way was intimidated by her courage and did not dare to stop her.
The eight-deprived beggar took action in a panic attack. The innocent energy damaged the vital energy, hidden the lethality of the disabled limbs, and was extremely vicious and cruel. However, the ice soul magic needle suddenly disappeared in Shen Wanjun's hand, and an indescribable light was refracted by the ice needle, transformed by the light, like a rainbow, extremely gorgeous, and like the life of this strange woman.
A blood hole penetrated through Bacan's eyebrows that penetrated deep into the brain marrow, and there was still extreme fear and despair on his face.
The Ice Soul magic needle that shot him turned into invisible and returned to Chen Wanjun's hand. Perhaps because she hated the blood of these people, she refined billions of years of Xuan Ice into a unique weapon that can be reborn continuously. She placed her fantasy of rebirth on this needle. It was as if she could return to her innocence after being defiled.
"Mr. Chen..." Zen Master Kongming said: "I would like to guarantee with all my strength... Chen Wanjun is absolutely innocent. No matter how many mistakes are, it is my fault. I beg you all heroes to let her go... I will definitely go to sue the Tang family in person."
Chen Wanjun smiled and said, "No need."
She turned to look at Qian Chen and smiled, "Little brother, you are only fourteen years old! Although you are deliberately aged, you can't deceive me." She smiled sly, showing a cold and angry expression for the first time. Qian Chen sighed in her heart: "When Chen Wanjun was a girl, she should be such a bright person!"
"She is becoming more and more indifferent, and everyone in the world thinks she is the pain of losing her husband. Who knows the unspeakable inside story?"
Chen Wanjun smiled and said, "Although they didn't say it, they all think I was wrong. You only seem to have some meaning..."
"I don't think you did it right." Qian Chen said calmly.
Chen Wanjun shook her head: "It's different. They think I shouldn't resist. But you think I shouldn't join the Twelve Yuanchen."
"You are already free!" Qian Chen said: "Why do you have to go back to the filth?"
"As long as the world is not entirely your opinion, how can I talk about freedom?" Chen Wanjun smiled mockingly. "A fourteen-year-old master, do I really want to see it? To argue with such a hero, and to die in a fight with all my might is the destination of our warriors. Come... fight me!"
Qian Chen borrowed a sword from Kang Qiandeng, held the Jinghong Sword in his hand, and came to the main courtyard with Chen Wanjun.
The Ice Soul Divine Needle shot out gently, and under the moonlight, it moved people like a flowing light...
Qian Chen slowly walked past Chen Wanjun, leaving a little sword mark on his eyebrows, a beauty with a cinnabar mole, and a peerless smile under the moonlight.
Qian Chen held the Ice Soul Divine Needle, but found that the Ice Soul Divine Needle did not dissipate, but turned into a little essence of the Ice Soul Cold Light. Although it was only a little, the coldness in the Ghana Qi was almost endless. Chen Wanjun left a peerless divine weapon to the only person she didn't hate.
Qian Chen took the needle silently, and Chen Wanjun seemed to be using this needle, telling Qian Chen not to surrender.
Don't even die!
The God of the pounding medicine in the twelve Yuanchen died, but the heroes present did not feel any joy. Zen Master Kongming was even more sad than he died himself. He stayed in the yard and kept reciting scriptures for Chen Wanjun.
Qian Chen picked up the heads of the three Yuanchens of the Ghost, the Ghost Eater, and looked at the God of Si Chen and said, "Why are you still keeping him? Are you still waiting to invite him to breakfast if you don't kill him?" After that, he didn't look at the God of Si Chen's expression that was suppressed at this moment, so he cut off his head and left...
He found Hong Sihai and asked, "Lord Hong, I don't know where Mr. Yuhan died. I want to go and pay tribute."
Chapter completed!