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Chapter 735 Whose daughter is not a little fairy anymore?

In the coffin that was flying everywhere, two roaring figures finally stopped.

And most of the huge Yu Tower has collapsed. Even though there are many rock-solid barrier formations inside the building, it was still easily destroyed like crumbs of tofu in the aftermath of the battle between the two.

The Yu Tower was crumbling, the flags of all parties collapsed, and the bricks and beams collapsed.

The room Ye Shu was in was basically destroyed. He held the Mermaid Princess by the back of his neck with one hand, and his face turned pale with fright at the loud force of the two people. He stepped back step by step, hooking his right leg on the eaves in a dangerous and dangerous way.

Hanging steadily on the eaves.

The little princess also lost her countenance. Looking at the middle-aged man in white who was revered by everyone in Zeguo like a god, she was so shocked that she swallowed her saliva.

Nowadays, 70% of the auctioneers here are from Zeguo, but Su Guanhai, as the sect leader of Dazeguo, is focused on the ancient coffin and does not care about the life or death of the people here.

The Yu Tower was severely damaged by Jin's wantonness. Although the people participating in the auction tonight were also shocked by this terrifying battle, in the end, greed was greater than fear.

Although the flying coffin turned into countless dust fragments and was in a miserable state of destruction, just a few fragments of purple wood were enough to make people crazily yearn for it.

In this chaos, instead of escaping from this land of right and wrong, a group of people were like cats smelling something fishy, ​​fearing to lose this opportunity, staring at the huge remaining power, fighting for it.

Snatching the flying purple wood fragments.

Although the fight between gods will inevitably affect mortals, at the moment the two immortals only have eyes for each other and the corpse, so they cannot care about them.

Amidst the chaos and noise, Su Guanhai and Yin Dufeng caught the body at the same time. They each grabbed an arm, but did not dare to pull hard. Without the spiritual power of the purple gold coffin, the body would become extremely fragile and perishable.

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Su Guanhai's hair crown was crooked, and his hair was slightly messy and spread out. Even after a hot battle, his demeanor remained elegant. He looked at Yin Dufeng who was already panting, smiled slightly, and said: "Brother Dufeng, I thought about it carefully.

I think, after all, this child is not the child of you and me. You and I are fighting over each other like this, it is really a shame. I think Brother Yu has received the news and is on his way here. If you and I continue to fight and hurt this child,

Isn’t it bad?”

Yin Dufeng saw that the other party's nose and forehead were already covered with a thin layer of sweat, but he still kept pretending, and sneered: "That's nice to say, if you don't want to damage the face of the three families, then just let go obediently, I am too lazy to agree.

You argue, this boy is not related to me, and I will not hold him back, so I will take him back to Cangwu Palace and show it to my daughter. After seeing it, I will personally send him back the complete Tianxi.

go."

Su Guanhai shook his head and said with a smile: "Back then, your daughter was fine with this child on Nanze Mountain. Brother Dufeng, you were afraid that someone would abduct your daughter, so you used this child to go down the mountain without asking if your daughter was willing.

, he was knocked unconscious with a palm strike, and he was dragged back to Wuxi and violently broke up the couple. I remember that Brother Dufeng looked down upon this child in every possible way. Now he is deceased.

Isn’t it too late to think about taking him home as a son-in-law?”

Yin Dufeng let out a loud sigh and said contemptuously: "You talk as if it's not too late for you, an old boy, to ask him to be your son-in-law again."

Su Guanhai waved his hands repeatedly and said sternly: "Brother Dufeng, what you said is wrong. My wife and I have liked this child very much since we were young. When I connected him to Nanze Mountain, I hoped that he could be the vehicle of my Taixuan Sect.

Long Kuai’s son-in-law, it’s a pity…”

Yin Dufeng squinted his eyes, squeezed his eyebrows, and interrupted with a chuckle: "It's a pity that this boy's eyes are not bad. He didn't take a fancy to your black kid, but instead fell in love with my beautiful daughter."

Su Guanhai's face turned livid from being choked, and he was so angry that he said, "You bastard, what else can you do besides exposing people's shortcomings? My Jing'er is young and doesn't have psychic powers, and her skin has not yet grown, so she looks pretty bad now."

No worse than your daughter!"

"Really? I don't think so. In terms of beauty, if my daughter takes second place in this world, no one would dare to take first place. Even if your family's appearance is no longer dark, and her face is paralyzed by a pair of ice cubes all day long,

The sight of a mournful person wearing sackcloth and mourning makes people unhappy."

Yin Dufeng didn't hate Su Jing that much. He loved his daughter to the core, and he was a typical daughter slave.

My daughter hates her enemy, so he naturally tries his best to verbally destroy her and smear her.

Anyway, he doesn't care, his daughter has been the most beautiful in the world from childhood to adulthood!

Su Guanhai laughed angrily, the fire in his heart could be said to be burning all the way to his throat. He smiled coldly and said, "Niece Bai Shuang is good-looking, but she doesn't look like you at all, Brother Dufeng."

Their mouths were more damaged than the other.

Yin Dufeng is a thick man with no ink in his belly. He has a muscular body, big arms and a thick waist. He has a majestic body shape. He has a leopard's head and eyes, a swallow's jaw and a tiger's beard. He has the evil appearance of a brave and reckless man.

The original palace owner of Cangwu Palace was not him, but his late wife, Fu Qingxue.

In the first few years when the demonic path flourished, Cangwu Palace suffered a disaster. Not even one of the palace's hidden palaces remained. Although Fu Qingxue was an immortal who had overcome tribulations, she was still a woman who was in danger of destroying the palace.

When Wu Palace was in danger, she met Yin Dufeng who was still doing the gangster business on the way to seek Taixuanzong.

Although Yin Dufeng is a bandit, he is very strong. In his early years, he was a bastard who didn't understand the rules. Look at Fu Qingxue, she is a delicate and beautiful woman. Without saying a word, she fought hard and won the victory.

The original palace owner of Cangwu Palace resisted and went to the top of the mountain to become Mrs. Yazhai.

Later, there was Yin Baishuang, now the young master of Cangwu Palace.

With a lovely wife and daughter at home, Yin Dufeng considers himself to be the great winner in life.

Fortunately, his daughter did not follow him, but followed her mother. She has had beautiful and picturesque features since she was a child, and was born with good bones. Both skin and features have been favored by God. She never gets tired of calling her daddy, and she is very happy.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It is said that a son is like his mother and a daughter is like her father.

Not only does Yin Baishuang look nothing like her father, her beauty is even higher than that of her mother.

In the long run, other immortal sects will inevitably have some talkative people who tease and speculate in private. Could it be that the original palace owner of Cangwu Palace secretly raised a handsome and elegant little husband? Otherwise, how could he have such a child with a big boss like Yin Dufeng?

A very elegant and handsome little girl comes.

In addition, the rumor that Yin Dufeng had forcibly snatched the palace master to be his wife was also spread wildly.

Fu Qingxue passed away not long after giving birth to Yin Baishuang, which inevitably aroused people's suspicions because the relationship between the couple was not harmonious.

Su Guanhai's words were the most deadly. Yin Dufeng's face turned green as if he was stepping on his tail: "You black-hearted dog, you have eyes and a face just for breathing. My daughter looks like me! She is most like me. !”

The two leaders of the sect, who are famous all over the world and have been famous for eternity, are quarreling like village kids at the moment. You say something to me, and throw out any unpleasant words, hoping to make the other party angry.

In the end, Su Guanhai obviously outplayed the chess, and finally Yin Dufeng was so angry that he couldn't stand it any longer. His daughter's heart was so angry that she didn't even bother to fight for it. She was so angry that her eyes were filled with stars, and she threw her hands away with all her strength, and was about to rush forward and fight him.

But when he swung his arm twice, he found that the palm holding the corpse seemed to be firmly attached to it, motionless.

Yin Dufeng frowned, and just when he sensed something was wrong, the two of them were stuck in the middle, and the cold corpse suddenly turned to look at him!

Yin Dufeng's scalp suddenly went numb!

The silk belt covering his face slowly slid down his cold white cheeks, revealing a lifeless face.

Under the slipping brocade belt, there is a pair of blue-gray eyes. There is no white of the eyes, and the blue-gray color is all over the eyeballs strangely.

The eyeballs froze in their sockets, and countless secret numbing corpse-explanation evil texts spread out from his pupils.

The next moment, Yin Dufeng felt a heart-piercing sting in his palm, and the cold evil energy penetrated into his bone marrow, causing his spiritual platform to suddenly become dark, and the spiritual energy in his body that was as abundant as the endless mountains and rivers suddenly froze, like a frozen seal.

On the other side, Su Guanhai also grunted. Although he reacted very quickly with a slash of his hand knife, he cut off the arm of the corpse without hesitation.

Yin Dufeng didn't move at all and was dumbfounded: "You must be too cruel to attack your son-in-law!"

"Idiot!" Su Guanhai cursed angrily, with a gloomy face: "This is a beast turning into a corpse! We have all fallen into the trap!"

I saw the severed arm that was tightly glued in his hand. No blood was spilled. I saw the arm twisting rapidly. From the black and sticky fracture, countless slender tentacles of the color of ink surged out, wrapped in gray. The evil writings densely covered Su Guanhai's entire arm and swallowed it.

Su Guanhai's body was covered with a layer of horribly pale corpse aura at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was clear that he was still a living and powerful immortal, but his skin was covered with ominous corpse spots.

However, the next moment, an even weirder scene happened.

The severed arm of the corpse quickly regenerated, and the new hand was cold and pale. Without giving Su Guanhai a chance to escape, he struck out like lightning and grabbed his wrist. The five sharp nails pierced him deeply. In their skin, the evil words flowing rapidly in their eyes were like water from the Yangtze River, pouring into their bodies like crazy.

The two of them were stunned and angry, staggering and falling to their knees.

"Her Highness the Princess's guess is indeed correct. Tonight's auction is indeed a murderous plot. It is actually a deadly game set up for the three masters of humanity."

The man in black armor found a safe place to climb, put down Zhao Wenjun respectfully and said.

Zhao Wenjun looked at the deadlock on the table and murmured: "The purple gold coffin was poisoned by tomb robbers before it was lowered into the tomb. It has been missing for two hundred years, and now the news of its sudden appearance was sent to Zhongyou Dynasty at the same time.

, Taixuan Sect, Cangwu Palace, Tianxi Sword Sect, I guess there must be something different about this matter."

The man in black armor raised his eyes at Zhao Wenjun with a complicated expression and said: "Her Royal Highness the princess blocked the letter sent to Baituo Mountain without authorization, and entered the dark city regardless of her own safety. When Sword Master Yu comes out of seclusion, she will definitely blame the princess.

His Highness’s.”

Zhao Wenjun shook his head and said: "It's better than putting him in danger. I know that the incident hit him hard back then, and that child has always been a thorn in his heart. If he is told that the purple gold coffin will come back to the world,

The news is that I am afraid that I am even more impulsive and insane than these two, and right now... the situation is not the worst."

After all, Zhao Wenjun is just a weak female who has lost her cultivation. It is extremely difficult for her to prevent Bailiyu from arriving in advance.

As for Taixuanzong and Cangwu Palace, she is not that capable of controlling them.

The man in black armor said: "It's just that I didn't expect that Empress Ying Ji of the Zhongyou Dynasty could be so patient."

"It's not that he can endure it." Zhao Wenjun glanced at Ying Xiu standing somewhere under the stage, and said: "This son has a very good way of dealing with his mother. He is afraid that he suspects that the person in the coffin has something to do with him.

Blood relationship, as the 'only' heir of the Zhongyou Dynasty, he will not allow his position as crown prince to be shaken or doubted in the slightest. If Ying Ji comes to the dark city and truly confirms the identity of the person in the coffin, he will

He is not the only prince in Zhongyou, and the people of Zhongyou may be a little shaken by the fact that he failed to bear the purple blood.

What's more, Zhongyou is good at the art of deception. The soul of a corpse that has been sealed in a purple gold coffin for two hundred years may not be gone. As long as there are traces of the soul, and as long as Ying Ji is given time, she may not be able to find a way to resurrect her."

She sneered and looked at Ying Xiu's back meaningfully: "This guy is very thoughtful. Although I don't know what method he used to stabilize Ying Ji, he went here alone, even if he really found out the coffin."

The identity of the middle-aged man was dealt with secretly and became better. Afterwards, he could find any excuse to deceive his mother and fool her. The crazy Ying Ji had no ability to distinguish right from wrong in front of his face, so his purpose was naturally the same.

Reached."

After hearing these words, the man in black armor couldn't help but sneer: "It is said in the world that the prince Yingxiu, the master of Ghost Sword, is a gentleman like a bandit, with an open and aboveboard heart. He is always steady and self-sustained. He respects etiquette and ethics very much. He has never behaved inappropriately.

He is someone else's good son that everyone praises and admires, but from this point of view, his reputation is just in vain."

Zhao Wenjun smiled helplessly, and couldn't help but recall the child who lived in the bamboo forest courtyard on Baituo Mountain and was as clean as rain: "Maybe these praises are true, but they are just a little late. At least I really envy Ying Ji.

To have such a son."

The man in black armor was silent for a moment, then said: "Your Highness, what should we do next? Do we want to save them two?"

Zhao Wenjun shook his head and said: "No one can save them. The two of them are too defenseless against the corpse. It is an evil beast. The evil has entered the body and it is difficult for gods to remove it. They can only sacrifice their lives. They have no other choice but to save themselves."

Fa, anyone who dares to approach them now will be doomed."

The man in black armor was shocked: "You mean, the two of them..."

Zhao Wenjun looked solemn: "One must die to break the situation."

"Ha... It seems that the owner who was able to develop the underground city to such a scale is really a person, and he actually fell into his hands." Su Guanhai looked at the unrecognizable corpse in front of him.

How could he not guess what was going on behind this?

Yin Dufeng's lips were blue and white, and he was half-kneeling with a sluggish expression. His expression was frightened, angry and confused, and he roared repeatedly: "Who made this boy look like this? How can I take it back to show to my daughter?"

He was about to die, but he still kept thinking about his daughter.

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