Refuse to Marry the Demon Emperor: Lure and Pamper the Adorkable Concubine

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Chapter 448:

After Wen Feiyi collected the relics, the elders in front came to inform.

"Sect Master, Master Fengfeng has arrived."

"Well." Wen Feiyi responded gently, and came out of the hall. With a toe point, a lotus appeared at his feet and took him to the square.

The elder followed him and secretly lamented that the accompanying soul of the patriarch was so beautiful.

If this was born in a woman, it would be a stunning beauty in the country.

Even if it was born to a man, it was a little too feminine, but with the demeanor of the Sect Master, it didn't make you feel like a mother, but a bit more cold.

As Wen Feiyi came to the square, the crowded square suddenly became quiet.

All the disciples watched the man who was flying down midair with breathlessness.

That's their suzerain, their powerful and noble and elegant suzerain!

As soon as Wen Feiyi fell, cheers broke out!

"metropolitan!"

"metropolitan!!"

They looked at Wen Feiyi in admiration and respect, and looked at his come-and-go posture, and the Soul Sect Master knew that their lord was a famous genius.

Almost no one who entered the Soul Sect will take the lead in memorizing the biographies of each generation of suzerain so that they will know what kind of person their suzerain is.

Therefore, in their eyes, Wen Feiyi is a genius, a young and powerful master who is admired!

Among the crowd, Burning Sleeve looked at Wen Feiyi enviously: "The accompanying soul of the Sect Master is really beautiful. I think probably all women will want such accompanying souls? They are beautiful and beautiful, and unfathomable.

Looking back at her envious look, she smiled and said, "Why can the suzerain's accompanying soul be what we can think of? I don't know what the accompanying soul of Mu Xi's sister ......"

Speaking of Ye Muxi, the looks of burning sleeves and commemorating both are a little complicated.

Ye Muxi when they first entered the sect, the test was personally tested by them, especially the souvenir, which is a capitalized convincing to Mu Xi's strength

Although she did not have a deep relationship, she always felt that she would not be that kind of person.

I saw Ye Muxi mentioned as a souvenir, and lowered his voice deliberately, whispering, "Seriously, I do n’t know how to remember the seniors, the younger sisters and the younger brother Huo Cheng. Although I do n’t quite believe that they will do so, I I do n’t even believe in the Sande Presbyterian Church ... "

The elders of Sande were very high in the seizure of souls, but despite their high status, they were very patient with each disciple. She did not believe that Sande would kill those innocent people like that.

What did I want to say as a souvenir? Wen Feiyi had already fallen on the high platform, and the whole square was suddenly quiet again. The souvenir immediately swallowed the words that had not been exported, and swept back toward the burning sleeve. .

"Our Soul Sect is the most justice sect on the mainland. We practice chivalrous justice, we cut evil spirits, and eliminate demons. Every disciple of Zongmen must remember that our cultivation is not for longevity, not for selfishness, but It is for peace on the mainland, for the peace of the people ... "

Wen Feiyi's gentle voice was clearly conveyed to everyone in the square.

Everyone was excited, looking at their patriarch.

Wen Feiyi said: "Whether the competition wins or loses, you should have a calm mindset. You are not trying to earn a break, but to better improve your fighting ability."

"metropolitan!"

After Wen Feiyi finished his speech, the disciples from the top and bottom of the Soul Sect shouted together.

Several female disciples shouted the loudest, but female disciples were not many, but their shouts overwhelmed the male disciples.

It can be seen that the heroic posture of Wen Feiyi's abstinence has attracted almost all female disciples.

Regarding the enthusiasm of the female disciples, Wen Feiyi just smiled, and then he took back his eyes and slowly opened his mouth: "So, this time the competition officially started."

Wen Feiyi turned sideways, preparing to leave the platform.

This time, he has already given it to the elders. He only needs to look a few times beside him.

Wen Feiyi was about to turn around, a little monster, looking at him intently.

The little monster looks small, like a puppy, and like an enlarged rabbit. The fluffy fluff has traces of spots and looks very cute.

Wen Feiyi narrowed his eyes slightly.

He did not forget that this is the little monster beast Ye Muxi brought back from Dengxian Road, whose name is Qitian Beast.

She forgot this monster.

The little monster seemed to feel a danger, and suddenly bit his Wen Feiyi's skirt suddenly, and jumped down the steps.

The little monster has very sharp teeth and great strength, but Wen Feiyi was not dragged, but only torn off his skirt. Wen Feiyi still stood still on the high platform and looked at the little monster with cold eyes.

The little monster spit out the broken steps in his mouth, opened his mouth towards Wen Feiyi with a grin, and ran to the stage.

"What's going on? Who is this monster who brought in, dare to offend the suzerain!"

"Hold it!"

The disciples quickly wanted to surround this little monster.

But this little monster has a high level of intelligence, and his body is not flexible enough. There is a vaguely white light. Everyone who wants to catch it will just scratch it out of his hand when he just touches it.

"No need to chase." Wen Feiyi said faintly: "But it's just a playful monster."

The disciples lamented that Wen Feiyi was indeed kind and generous.

Wen Feiyi originally wanted to say something, but his face suddenly changed, suddenly raised his eyes and looked towards the main peak.

Have entered his cave house!

His body is still there!

Wen Feiyi was on his toes and quickly flew to Dongfu behind the main peak.

"Zheng--"

A dark and simple coffin suddenly blocked her way.

As soon as the black casket appeared, the world clashed.

Wen Feiyi's face sank, looking at the coffin, he would never forget that the owner of the coffin had rescued Sande and Huocheng, and even injured him.

He knew that they must not have died, but he did not expect that they would even throw themselves in the net and come to the door in person!

"Isn't this a stiff coffin?"

"Really! Is the little stiff back?"

"He dare to come back? Hasn't he been expelled from the sect?"

The disciples of the Soul Sect did not know the identity of Xiaoju, and thought that the coffin was the accompanying soul of Xiaoju.

In the Great Thousand Worlds, everyone ’s associated soul is different. They saw Xiaoju carrying a coffin all day, and they thought it was this coffin.

The coffin lid slowly opened, and the little zombie jumped out of the coffin, stood on the coffin lid, and looked at Wen Feiyi in a high position.

"Don't come unharmed, your men are defeated." Xiaozhe threw a very cold sentence.

After he finished speaking, he paused, slipped mysteriously back into the coffin, and asked softly, "How is it? Did I just feel cool?"

Mu Xi gave him a thumbs up: "Cool, keep it up."

Little Stiff was happy, and returned to the coffin cover, immediately regaining his cold appearance, and said coldly: "Should the account between us be calculated."