Chapter 1633: Burial

The two messengers looked at Mo Wentian and were silent.

They looked at the broken chessboard together, their faces became more and more ugly, as if there was a shadow, sitting opposite Mo Wentian, also holding a chess piece, and confronting Mo Wentian.

But all the time, not a single son was left behind, and the endgame on the chessboard was still the same, which made people look simple and confused.

Mo Wentian pinched the chess pieces in his hand, stared at the chessboard, and didn't speak again, but his eyes became more and more cloudy, frowning slightly, as if thinking, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Outside the gate of the heavenly machine, the sea breeze is violent, setting off stormy waves!

The huge waves crashed violently on the reef on the shore, shaking the reef and debris to fly, and it was terrifying, as if something terrible was about to rise from the deep sea!

……

The news of Rashomon's disciple Hou Yanyan's recruitment soon spread throughout the entire Three Thousand Daomen world.

Those small sects, naturally, will not miss such an opportunity, not to mention that Hou Yanyan is a beauty, I don't know how many young men covet her beauty, just her identity, she is one of the core disciples of Rashomon, it is attractive enough.

If you can get her, it means that you can be good friends with Rashomon and can unite as one, which is definitely a big deal for a small sect!

Rashomon is ranked third in the world of the Three Thousand Daomen, what other options does he have besides the first two?

With the first two, it was a marriage, and with other small sects, it was naturally required to be rich.

Everyone knows that there are many female disciples in Rashomon, and there has always been a way to recruit relatives to attract young and handsome men to enter Rashomon, which is equivalent to a carp jumping over the dragon gate.

When the news came out, I don't know how many people were so excited that they couldn't sleep, even if they were rich, they would be willing to go to Rashomon!

The most unhappy person is naturally Hou Yanyan.

But her struggle is meaningless, especially her grandfather Heitu, who seems to be determined to marry her off, so as not to cause trouble and eventually lose his life.

It's much better to find a man than to lose your life and die.

"Yanyan, don't be stubborn, your grandfather must be good for you, he won't pick at random, it's not a bad thing to find an excellent young man for you when the time comes,"

A few female disciples around him persuaded, "Our female disciples of Rashomon have a tradition of recruiting people, you see the third senior sister he, the son-in-law he recruited, isn't it very good? ”

"That's right, I guess it's my turn next, and when I look for it, then I'm going to find a better one, so that I can sleep with it at night and feel better." ”

A few people joked, but Hou Yanyan was still sullen.

She got up and wanted to flee from here, but was stopped by several female disciples.

"Yanyan, if you escape, then my Rashomon will lose face, and it will not only be you who will be punished at that time, but we sisters will definitely not be punished heavily, I hope you understand us. ”

"Don't hesitate, this is fate, the fate of being a female disciple of Rashomon, not to mention that this time it was the Black Soil Sect Leader who personally opened his mouth and found the head to settle down, and it doesn't matter if anyone says it. ”

A few people looked at Hou Yanyan, naturally they couldn't let her escape, but the Black Soil Sect gave an order to let them keep an eye on it, in case Hou Yanyan ran away, they couldn't afford this responsibility.

"Why did Grandpa do this to me!"

Hou Yanyan's eyes were red, her voice was crying, she turned her head to look at a female disciple, and hurriedly took her hand: "Senior sister, you help me, can you help me?"

"Yanyan, I can't help you with this, this is the rule, the rules set by the ancestors a long time ago, how can I change it?"

Senior Sister sighed and patted Hou Yanyan's shoulder gently, "You are the most talented one among our female disciples, and the head of the sect will definitely help you choose a powerful one, don't worry." ”

Hou Yanyan was almost in despair.

She sat there, looking at herself in the mirror, her red eyes full of grievances in addition to anger.

"I'm not afraid of death...... I'm not afraid of death......" Hou Yanyan had a figure in his mind, "If I am afraid of death, I will not enter the Heavenly Machine Road again, why don't you know, grandpa?"

When the news of Hou Yanyan's recruitment came out, the entire Three Thousand Daomen World became excited in an instant.

Sword Sect.

The remnant sword that cut off one arm was like a changed person, and his body always exuded a strong killing aura, which was terrifying.

Those eyes are gloomy, making people look at it, like falling into an ice cellar!

"Hou Yanyan should have been the woman of Xiao Jian, what does it mean that hemlock is now recruiting relatives?"

The remnant sword was a little crazy, his eyes were full of bloodshots, he sat high on the top of the main hall, and his voice was loud, "Xiao Jian's corpse is not cold, and the thirteenth has just entered the ground, and the hemlock is going to let the woman of Xiao Jian be touched by others?"

Now he doesn't care so much!

At the beginning, Xiao Jian had even gone to Rashomon to propose marriage, but he was rejected by the black soil, what does it mean now, he began to recruit relatives, does it mean that Xiao Jian is not as good as others?

"Rashomon is too much, deliberately humiliate my Sword Sect!" someone snorted, his face was also not good-looking, "Don't you see that my Sword Sect has been humiliated, and now they all want to step on it!"

The remnant sword's eyes shrank suddenly, and when he heard the words that the Sword Sect was humiliated, he was full of murderous energy!

Su Han's face appeared all of a sudden, and he couldn't wait to break Su Han's body into pieces immediately!

But the remnant sword knew very well that if he wanted to kill him, then Su Han would not hesitate to choose to die together, release the ghosts and ghosts in the hero's tomb, fight to break the net, and send others to kill him, who can enter Dongshan Island to kill people?

Is it really a fool of destiny!

"Listen to the orders!"

The remnant sword stood up directly, his face was serious, as if he was covered with a layer of frost, "Hou Yanyan is a person from my Sword Sect, even if it is a dead person, it is also a person from my Sword Sect!

"Thirteen is dead, his son is dead, and now anyone can be humiliated!"

The remnant sword snorted, and his expression was full of murderous aura, like a wild beast, furious to the extreme.

"Yes!"

All the masters of the sect also held their breath, and they were humiliated by Su Han, a yellow-haired boy, who could bear it? This is still holding their breath, and now even Rashomon is going to humiliate the Sword Sect?

"Each master, send the best disciples under your seat, no matter who it is, you can grab Hou Yanyan, bring it back, and bury Xiao Jian!"

A trace of evil flashed in the eyes of the remnant sword, and when he saw several masters, he felt his heart tremble.

The current remnant sword is really terrifying, not only because of his strength, but also because his eyes seem to lose his mind at any time.

If Hou Yanyan is snatched here, but he is buried with Xiao Jian, won't this be a grudge against Rashomon?

Someone wanted to speak, but when they opened their mouths, they saw the terrible expression of the remnant sword, so they had to swallow the words and didn't dare to say more.

(End of chapter)