The black rune was familiar to Feng Wuchen, but it was a curse seal that could control the soul.
It has the same effect as the heart-eating seal that the great elder used to torture him when he was in Haotian Sect.
Feng Wuchen never thought that the Snow Mandrill clan would treat his own people with such a vicious curse seal.
Although these little girls were timid, they had rarely shown such a fearful expression during their journey with him. ??
There is no doubt that during this period of time in Lingxue Mountain, they probably suffered a lot from the curse seal, which caused them to have a psychological shadow.
At that moment, Feng Wuchen felt a dull pain in his heart.
Although he had no connection with those little girls, they were considered sensible and well-behaved when he sent them all the way to the Beitian Demon Realm. Feng Wuchen also regarded them as his little sisters. Now that he saw them being
How could he endure being treated like this?
Seeing that the curse mark on Xue Qing's face was about to break out, it was a critical moment.
"Whoosh!"
An afterimage passed by.
Immediately afterwards, a sword light slashed down, cutting off the spiritual connection between Xue Mei and Xue Qing.
Seeing this scene, most of the others were surprised and looked at this meddling person in disbelief.
Only Xue Qing shed tears quickly and urgently, calling out repeatedly: "My benefactor..."
Immediately afterwards, he plunged into Feng Wuchen's arms and poured out all his grievances.
In her heart, her benefactor is her god. As long as her benefactor is around, no one can bully her.
Feng Wuchen sighed, dispersed the sword light on his sword finger, held Xue Qing in his arms, and looked at Xue Mei angrily.
"I gave these little girls into your hands, and this is how you treated them?"
Seeing the visitor and hearing these words, Xue Mei was stunned for a moment, and then a layer of gloom suddenly appeared on her face: "It's you again... why are you everywhere! This is my housework in Lingxue Mountain
Do you want to take care of things?"
Feng Wuchen sneered coldly.
: "When these little girls were killed by the Yin Sect people, I could take care of them! Now if you don't treat them well, I can take care of them!"
Xuemei bit her red lips gently with her white teeth. She was already extremely angry at this human race boy.
"You are not a member of my Snow Mandrill tribe! You are not related to these juniors, so why should you care..."
"Not relatives, not friends?"
Feng Wuchen smiled evilly, then turned around and asked Xue Qing beside him: "Girl, what did you call me?"
Xue Qing stuck her little head out in grievance and timidly said: "Well... my benefactor!"
Feng Wuchen shook his head: "The title of benefactor is too old-fashioned, call me brother!"
Xue Qing said obediently: "Brother Wuchen!"
Feng Wuchen suddenly turned his head and glanced at Xuemei provocatively: "Did you hear that? She called me brother? My brother is a relative, you say it now! I don't care!"
Xuemei suddenly became furious: "You...your personal friendship, what does it have to do with me? They are still the blood of Lingxue Mountain, so they have to be punished by Lingxue Mountain. Even if the King of Heaven comes, I can't change this!"
The young man still sneered: "You don't need the King of Heaven! As long as you get to the battlefield of the Nine Realms, you will know for yourself!"
Xuemei's eyes narrowed: "What do you mean?"
Feng Wuchen said: "Aren't you recruiting troops and forming gangs just to kill me in the Nine Realms battlefield? Haha! I will give you this opportunity. After entering the Nine Realms battlefield, you and I will be separated.
Hi, if you win, I will let you do whatever you want. If I win, you will lift the curse seals on these little girls and return them to freedom."
Xuemei's eyes became even colder and she snorted coldly: "Why should I promise you?"
Feng Wuchen raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Don't agree? That's fine! These nine realms
I won’t go to the battlefield!”
As soon as he said this, everyone in the audience fell silent.
Everyone was staring at Feng Wuchen's face, as if looking at a fool.
The Nine Worlds Battlefield is a great creation!
No matter how many people squeezed their heads, they still couldn't get a spot.
You're not going?
Who can you scare?
However, after hearing these words, Xuemei was unexpectedly moved.
She stared blankly at Feng Wuchen for a moment, her expression constantly changing.
Just as Feng Wuchen said, the reason why she formed such a large-scale clique this time was not only to seize the fortune in the Nine Worlds battlefield, but also to kill Feng Wuchen.
In addition to the Yue family who have turned against him, there are also forces such as the Xie family, the Yang family, and the Yin sect who want this son's life.
But in the Beitian Demon Territory, protected by Snow Wolf Ridge and Black Dragon Ze, it was even harder for them to kill Feng Wuchen than to reach the sky.
The Nine Realms Battlefield is the only and best opportunity!
If Feng Wuchen really doesn't leave, then wouldn't all their arrangements be in vain?
Of course, the most important thing is that she was the trigger that caused Feng Wuchen to enter the battlefield of the Nine Realms!
The other forces will probably place the blame on Lingxue Mountain.
Xuemei's brows were twisted into the Chinese character "Chuan". She never expected that Feng Wuchen would counterattack her like this and create such a problem for her.
Do you agree?
It seems that Lingxue Mountain's people are too indifferent, and they give up their clansmen so easily.
Don't agree?
If Feng Wuchen really breaks up, then it will be her Lingxue Mountain who bears the wrath of all forces in the end.
There is a wolf in front and a tiger behind, neither advancing nor retreating.
for a while
Even though Xuemei racked her brains, she couldn't make a decision.
But at this moment, the guard of the Luo family suddenly spoke in a deep voice: "Are you assuming that I don't exist?"
At this moment, everyone remembered that there were two people next to them.
I saw that the joking in everyone's eyes became more intense, and the show became more and more lively.
Feng Wuchen turned his head calmly and glanced at the guard and the young master of the Luo family.
"Isn't it the Moonstone? You should have told me earlier! My little sister is ignorant and has offended you two. These Moonstones are just an apology!"
As he spoke, Feng Wuchen waved his sleeves and saw dozens of shiny stones thrown out, which were caught by the guard.
"hiss……"
After seeing so many moonstones, and the power of moonlight in them was much stronger than Xueqing's, the guard couldn't calm down anymore!
The upper plane is no better than the lower plane.
Ancestors who have cultivated to the stage of transcending tribulation can absorb part of the power of the moon.
It's just that the power of moonlight is difficult to control, and it's even harder to condense. Even a tribulation monk would have to spend a lot of time to condense even a little bit.
These stones may be useless to ordinary warriors or monsters at the moment, but to the tribulation monks, they are treasures!
The guard quickly put away the moonstones, leaned down and said something in the boy's ear. After hearing this, the boy immediately smiled and said: "Okay! Okay!"
I saw the guard standing up again, with an air of arrogance on his face: "Since you are so sensible, I will report this matter to the head of the family and let him be dealt with lightly. As for..."
Before the other party could finish speaking, Feng Wuchen waved his hand and interrupted: "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. I've already doubled the apology to this little bastard. Now it's time for us to smooth over Xueqing's injuries!"
Chapter completed!