Chapter 8 Strong Flower Farmers

"Okay!" Qin Bo's face was happy, the humble aura on his body on weekdays disappeared suddenly, and a heroic and domineering spirit came out of his body, he stomped his feet and roared, one step in front of Zheng Shiyi, raised his hand to reach out to meet Zheng Xuan's palm, accompanied by a muffled sound of "Peng", and directly flew Zheng Xuanzhen out.

Zheng Hong and others breathed a sigh of relief.

Zheng Xuan, who landed on the ground, only felt a sweetness in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Looking at the white-haired old man who suddenly appeared and shook him to the point of spitting blood, his face was full of surprise, isn't this a flower farmer surnamed Qin in the family......? So strong!

Qin Bo put his hands behind his back, looked down at Zheng Xuan with arrogant eyes, and said coldly, "Even the people protected by our Holy Maiden want to hurt?"

"The one protected by the Holy Maiden?"

Everyone present showed puzzled looks.

"What saint?"

"Holy Maiden, that's not something you can just call that way!"

"Which top power's holy daughter came to our Zheng family? Why don't we know?"

In the confusion of everyone, a beautiful girl came to the crowd.

She wore a pink velvet dress, and her hair was combed into pigtails.

She was tied to her forehead with a headband, pale blue gemstones, hanging from it, clinging to the center of her eyebrows.

Clear and moving eyes, charming cherry mouth, graceful body.

More beautiful than the mortal fairy!

"Tang Wanxue!"

As soon as she appeared, people who knew her quickly called out her name.

"She is Tang Wanxue?"

"She's so pretty!"

"She's even more beautiful than a fairy!"

"I used to hear that she was beautiful, but I didn't expect her to be so beautiful!"

"She's so beautiful!"

Knowing that the girl who came out was Tang Wanxue, there was another commotion in the crowd.

"Is she the saint in that mouth?"

Looking at the old man who repelled Zheng Xuan, and then looking at the old man's eyes looking at Tang Wanxue, the onlookers seemed to have guessed something, and hurriedly turned their eyes to Tang Wanxue.

Zheng Shiyi looked at the white-haired old man who suddenly appeared, and his heart suddenly brightened! This old man appeared in the Zheng family more than two years ago, and everyone only thought he was an ordinary old peasant, but they didn't expect it...... He actually came out to choose a saint by a certain big force!

What's even more unthinkable! This old man who is silent on weekdays will actually choose Wanxue!

Zheng Shiyi finally understood, why when she saw Tang Wanxue a few days ago, her attitude towards herself was very entangle......d? She is entangled in whether to become a saint!

Tang Wanxue walked up to Zheng Shiyi, wiped the ashes off his face, looked at him with concern, and said, "Brother Shiyi, are you okay?"

Zheng Shiyi shook his head and said with a smile: "Little girl, do you think I look like someone in trouble?"

"Not really. Tang Wanxue shook her head and looked at him with an expression that seemed to have something to say to him, but she couldn't say it.

How could Zheng Shiyi not see that she had something to say, and said: "Little girl, if you hold your words in your heart, it is easy to get sick." If you have anything to say, just tell me. ”

"Hmm. Tang Wanxue nodded obediently, glanced at him secretly, and then spoke: "I was selected as a candidate for the Holy Maiden, and I will go back to participate in the election now." ”

Zheng Shiyi's heart trembled, he had been with Tang Wanxue for a long time, and when he heard that she was leaving, he didn't feel that he had lost something strange in his heart, but he still forced a smile and said, "That's a good thing." ”

Tang Wanxue pouted and looked at Zheng Shiyi, and complained: "A good thing is a good thing, but I'm leaving you." ”

Zheng Shiyi raised his hand and stroked Tang Wanxue's delicate pretty face and comforted: "Little girl, leaving is short-lived, don't worry, after you leave, I will step up my cultivation and strive to reach the qualification to find you in the shortest possible time!"

"I believe in you!"

Tang Wanxue nodded, handed him half of the close-fitting jade pendant, and said affectionately: "Brother Ten Wings, I'll wait for you!"

As she spoke, Tang Wanxue turned around, and the tears in her eyes also slipped down her pretty face at this moment......

And the moment she turned around, Zheng Shiyi clenched his fists and said fiercely: "Little girl, I won't let you wait too long!"

Zheng Xuan's palm was shocked by the other party and spit blood, which made Zheng Desheng know that the other party was not the master to be messed with.

But as the head of the family, he still took a step forward and said, "I don't know who Your Excellency is, why did you want to hurt the people of my Zheng family? Don't you know that my Zheng family has a great relationship with the Xuanming Sect?"

"Xuanming Sect?" the old man sneered, "If you are not convinced, you can let their head come to the Haoyue Sect to find me!"

"Haoyue Sect?"

These three words, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, suddenly made Zheng Desheng's body tremble.

Although I don't know where the Haoyue Sect came from, anyone who dares to call it a sect is a more powerful force than the sect!

Religion is definitely not something that a sect can provoke!

What is a religion? It has its own doctrine! It can even abolish the existence of the throne of the country!

Imperial power!

Although the Xuanming Sect has reached the strength close to the sect, it is all a rumor, if the rumors are false, then the fate of the Zheng family is the end of being slaughtered.

Zheng Desheng, who knew the key point, hurriedly shut his mouth.

Seeing that he had no opinion, the old man turned around and prepared to leave with Tang Wanxue.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Tang Wanxue kept turning her head to look at Zheng Shiyi, the old man seemed to have thought of something, and turned around and walked towards Zheng Shiyi.

"What is he going to do?"

The old man's actions caused the people around him to shrink back and retreat backwards.

The old man walked up to Zheng Shiyi and said, "Our holy woman is not something you can approach. This Blood Moon Seal will be used as a gift for you to take care of our Holy Maiden! ”

He took out a red scroll and handed it to Zheng Shiyi.

He returned to Tang Wanxue's side, and the two figures flashed, and they completely disappeared in place.

"Wait until you have a certain amount of strength before cultivating!"

Holding the jade pendant given by Tang Wanxue and the scroll given by the old man, Zheng Shiyi clenched his fists and begged Zheng Desheng for it: "Give me the invitation order!"

Zheng Desheng closed his eyes and sighed, now there is such a person to give Zheng Shiyi a head! Next, if he doesn't give him the token, I'm afraid that when the old man comes back, the ancestral land may not be preserved.

Afraid that Zheng Desheng would give the token to Zheng Shiyi, Zheng Xuan hurriedly covered his chest and begged: "Family master, you can't give him the token!

As he spoke, he also glanced at the elders on Zheng Desheng's side.

Those elders understood and immediately knelt down and said, "The head of the family ......"

Zheng Desheng had a sneer on his face, and the attitude of the head of the family was fully revealed: "Is it still useful for you to say this now? With this strength, it is better to be glad that Uncle Qin didn't kill just now!"

"Zheng Shiyi, this is the token you want. Zheng Desheng threw out the token and stared at Zheng Xuan coldly, for fear that he would make trouble again.

Zheng Shiyi reached out to catch the token, glanced around, and jumped out of the ring.

Looking at the back of Zheng Shiyi's departure, Zheng Ping, who was jealous, couldn't help sneering: "Hmph, waste is waste after all." Do you think that if you enter the Xuanyin Sect, you will be safe and sound? Zheng Song has been in the Xuanying Sect for a year, and I don't believe that he will let you go!"

Zheng Shiyi paused, with the same sneer on his face: "Did he let me go, or did I let him go? I entered the Xuanming Sect to seek revenge on him!"

After rushing back to the room and packing his bags, Zheng Shiyi wanted to leave the Zheng family, which made him feel cold.

But at the moment when he pushed open the door, the head of the family, who had made him feel so cold that he had fallen into an ice cellar, walked out.

With a faint smile on his face, he said, "Do you want to leave now?"