"Qiao'er, do you think Qinglongyang is still the ninth level of warrior? Just yesterday, he had already broken through to the martial arts master and became the veritable number one young man in Qingyang City." Lu Yuan persuaded on the side.

"I won't agree to marry you if I want to marry you." Lu Qiaoer's eyes were stubborn and her heart was sad, but she couldn't help but see Zhan Wuque's shadow appeared in her mind.

"Bastard, Qinglongyang looks, talent, family background, men are married when they are old, women are married when they are old, and you have to marry even if you don't marry." Lu Yuan was angry.

Mr. Lu also walked in, sat next to Lu Qiaoer, and whispered: "Qiao'er, you don't know that the Qing family in Qingyang City is just a branch family, and the main family is the Qing family, one of the four major families of the imperial capital. Its strength is unfathomable. According to legend, there is a strong Wu Emperor who is in charge. If we can take advantage of the Qing family line, our Lu family's dilemma will be solved."

"Although the God of War appears in the God of War today, a red-robed elder and more than a dozen temple personnel died in the Temple of War. I'm afraid, hey, in the future," Mr. Lu did not continue, his figure became even more bleak and turned away.

"Qiao'er, think about it carefully. I'm afraid the Temple of the Martial God will come to you soon. The survival of the Lu family and the Temple of the War is in your mind." Lu Yuan sighed heavily and walked out.

He didn't even want to force Qiao'er? It's just that there is only one way that is not a solution at the moment. In the face of family justice, he could only make up his mind and destroy his daughter's lifelong happiness with his own hands!

Lu Qiaoer in the room could no longer hold back and hugged the quilt tightly and burst into tears.

"Lu Qiaoer, the granddaughter of the old master of the God of War Temple, is about to marry Qinglongyang of the Qing family"!

The news spread throughout Qingyang City overnight as if it had grown wings, shocking the city.

Zhan Wuque had no idea about this.

There is still the last day left before the college competition. Zhan Wuque locked himself in the room and told no one to disturb him.

"The best-quality body technique of the yellow level, the ladder and clouds are all over the place."

"The best yellow-level boxing technique, tiger roaring fist."

"The best yellow-grade leg technique, Feng Shen's legs".

Zhan Wuque selected three martial arts and practiced them continuously. The Dragon and Elephant Decision brought Zhan Wuque's powerful body. If these martial arts were added, it would be even more terrifying.

Through a whole day of practice, Zhan Wuque has fully mastered the three techniques.

He was once the first god of war, with a lofty vision and rich martial arts experience. He could naturally understand a few yellow-level martial arts quickly.

On this day, Zhan Wuque spent more time on tempering his body. The physical constitution of Chaos Zhan Body was to break all things with one force. In the later stages, the body was the most terrifying weapon. With a wave of his hand, he could overwhelm the geniuses of his generation.

"Huh, today is the college competition." Zhan Wuque let out a sigh, slowly stood up, and slowly restrained the surging blood and energy on his body.

"I'm really looking forward to it." Zhan Wuque's mouth showed a wicked smile.

Now his strength may be able to sweep the younger generation in Qingyang City.

Open the door, Zhan Wuque walked out, facing the sunshine, and was in a good mood.

But the next moment, a petite figure suddenly rushed out from the side, and rushed towards Zhan Wuque with a gust of fragrant wind.

"This", Zhan Wuque intended to avoid it, but he saw clearly the person. He was stunned for a moment. When he realized it, he was already hugged by the latter in the waist.

"Brother Zhan, you finally come out. They all forced me to marry Qinglongyang. Only you can help me, wuwuwu." Lu Qiaoer burst into tears in Zhan Wuque's arms, and tears soon wet Zhan Wuque's chest and clothes.

Zhan Wuque was slightly stunned. He had only been in seclusion for a day, but he didn't expect so many things to happen to the outside world.

"Qinglongyang sent someone to send me a message asking me to come over tonight to warm up his bed and give myself to him, otherwise the Qing family would join forces with the Temple of War to deal with the Temple of War." Qiao'er's voice was choked and her heart was filled with sadness.

I came to find Zhan Wuque because she really had no choice and didn't know who she could ask for help.

"Bastard!" Zhan Wuque was furious when he heard this.

The Qinglongyang and the Qing family were too shameless and domineering, and they actually used such shameless means to occupy the women of the good family!

If he said three days ago, he did not have the strength to stop him.

But today’s Zhan Wuque is no longer the same as before.

After the last sacrifice, most of the ordinary people in Qingyang City became believers of the God of War. This huge power of faith was enough to use Zhan Wuque's magical power several times. In Qingyang City, he was an invincible existence.

Who dares to do anything randomly?!

"Don't worry, with me here, no one can force you!"

"Yes," Lu Qiaoer whispered, as if she was infected by the confidence in Zhan Wuque's words, and her mood gradually recovered a little.

"The Qingyang Academy Competition was held today. I want to see what Qinglongyang has to do," Zhan Wuque said coldly.

The two walked towards the academy, and their figures went further and further away, and soon disappeared.

Qingyang College.

Today is the three-year competition for Qingyang College. Many well-known people in Qingyang City come to support it. After all, their juniors are all studying at Qingyang College.

Today is also the time for some women to choose a good husband. Those young men who performed well in the competition will have the opportunity to be confessed by the girls. If they nodded in agreement, it would be a marriage.

At this moment, Jiang Nana was looking around on the stage, looking for Zhan Wuque's figure.

"Damn it, why didn't this little thief come yet? You can't be afraid." Jiang Nana stomped her feet secretly.

She was wearing a formal dress today, her hair was tied up high, her face was as smooth as jade, and her moon-white mentor robe could not cover her proud figure.

The face of the angel, the figure of the devil, and Jiang Nana's every move attracted a lot of attention, even the family elders in the stands were no exception.

"Why haven't that little beast come yet?" If you say that the one who is most worried about Zhan Wuque coming is the matchmaker. She was beaten by Zhan Wuque that day, and she was in pain day and night, holding a grudge in her heart. Today, she endured the pain and came here to see Zhan Wuque die at the hands of Qinglongyang with her own eyes.

As the focus of everyone's eyes, Jiang Nana was watched every move, and everyone couldn't help but guess who Jiang Nana was looking for.

"Come here"!

Jiang Nana looked in a certain direction and couldn't help but smile on her face, as if flowers were blooming, stunning the four seats.

"Who, who is it?"

Anger arose in everyone's hearts, and someone could make Goddess Jiang laugh!
Chapter completed!