Chapter 16 Dismount?

Lingyuwei, founded 20 years ago, was specially created by Emperor Yu for Yu Xinglan. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info completely isolated the children of the faction headed by King Jiang, and was completely composed of folk orphans.

Compared with other powerhouses that have been inherited for tens of millions of years, although she lacks the experience of historical precipitation and endless wars, she still seems too immature and weak.

It is precisely because of this that everyone in the Spirit Feather Guard is like a hedgehog, as long as they are harassed or injured by outsiders, they will open their spikes and fight back mercilessly.

They used their ruthlessness and ruthlessness to prove to everyone again and again that they are by no means so easy to provoke.

Therefore, the moment Su Wen stepped on Lingyuwei, he was greeted not with enthusiasm and cordiality, but with indifferent gazes.

"This is our newcomer Su Wen, three years have passed, and our Lingyuwei has finally come to a newcomer. And it was an order from the princess herself. ”

On the stage, Liu Wuji looked at the armored soldiers below and stood solemnly and said meaningfully, "Brothers and sisters, you should 'welcome' our newcomer, otherwise it seems that our Lingyuwei is too unkind, right?" ”

"Huh!"

With Liu Wuji's introduction, a Dawson's cold gaze was fixed on Su Wen. The astonishing bloody aura quietly burst out, and streams of blood-red aura spread and swirled in the phalanx, and the spiritual mist that lingered in the air was all dispelled by this astonishing momentum!

"Then let's welcome our newcomers!"

Under the stage, a slender figure wearing battle armor and a blood-red cloak on his back suddenly raised the spear in his hand and shouted, "Lingyuwei, kill!"

"it! Liu Wuji hurt me!"

Su Wen heard this loud shout full of resentment and murderous intent, and knew that he had been trapped, what kind of welcome is this?

Even Shabi knew that the most despised person in the army was the relational household! Liu Wuji was ready to ask Ling Yuwei to give him a dismount!

However, at this moment, Su Wen could not be allowed to make any resistance. In the face of the earth-shattering aura that erupted in the battle array, let alone him, even Liu Wuji had to retreat!

The cold and crisp shout seemed to blow the horn of the charge, and with this shout, the eyes of everyone in the phalanx suddenly turned red.

"Kill!

They shouted in unison, their hands pointing to the sky, and streams of scarlet blood-colored spiritual power runes condensed and the void, and the amazing killing intent was spreading and merging.

Soon, the rune turned into a blood-colored spear, and turned into a streamer of light in the soldier's loud shout, piercing the void and stabbing at Su Wen with a battle intent in the sky.

"Nima's!" Su Wen's face turned pale as he looked at the blood-colored spear that tore through the void and swept in. "Is there such a thing as playing? Is this trying to kill me?"

The blood-colored spear with runes lingering around it was terrifying, as if it was about to pierce through the heavens and the earth! The scarlet sky changed the color of the heavens and the earth, and the surrounding plants and trees had turned into dead wood the moment it appeared!

"Flash!" Su Wen pursed his lips, Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao was running rapidly in his body, and a dazzling blue light suddenly erupted around his body. Then, the moment the spear stabbed him, there was a slight movement under his feet, and the arcane leap instantly took him and disappeared on the point platform.

"Boom!"

There was an earth-shattering bang, and the moment the spear hit, the point was turned into powder and drifted away between heaven and earth. The tyrannical spiritual power impact was like an angry ancient beast roaring and pounced on all living beings.

Su Wen, who had just flashed not far away, didn't have time to feel glad that he had escaped, and then he was hit into the sky by the surging spiritual impact and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Sister Liu Wuji, this account will be paid back sooner or later!" This was Su Wen's last thought after soaring into the sky and spewing out a mouthful of blood.

"Too weak, can he beat those people?"

Under the stage, the slender figure in battle armor took off the helmet that covered her entire head, looked at the direction where Su Wen disappeared and muttered, "Does the princess look up to him too much?" He is just the son of King Yan, not King Yan!"

"Oh, Ling'er is relieved. Those are things that are a long time ago, so why should we think so much? Since the princess has taken a fancy to him, then he will take on his responsibilities instead! Who made him the last cousin of the Sioux clan?"

Zao Wou-Ki sat on the edge of the pit that had been shot out by the spear, and at some point he was drinking a huge wine gourd.

"Jiang Zhen is about to come back from the border wilderness, and the great change in Dayu is imminent, are you still in the mood to drink?" Zhao Ling'er stood beside Liu Wuji with his helmet in his arms, and his beautiful face did not have the slightest expression.

She wears a silver armor and a blood-colored cape. The armor is thick and cold, but it is still difficult to hide her delicate curves, and there is a hint of charming and seductive style in the cold.

"There is wine today, and there is drunkness today. Liu Wuji sighed with satisfaction, looked back at Zhao Ling'er who was standing beside him with a spear in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Ling'er, it's hard for you to marry out with such a cold look all day long!

"It's not up to you, don't care!" Zhao Ling'er glanced at Liu Wuji coldly, and said lightly, "Your biggest competitors have all appeared, can you still drink it?" In the past, everyone hoped that he would spend a short life in a dull way, but he himself recontinued the cultivation path cut off by the Jiang family against the sky, I am afraid that you are really hopeless!"

Liu Wuji was silent, and a trace of loneliness floated on his handsome and beering face. After a long time, he raised the wine gourd and let the liquor spill on his head, until the last drop of wine fell, he put the gourd aside and said with a smile, "In this life's wish, she can be well!"

He smiled very freely, as if he had let go of the last burden. Under Zhao Ling'er's incredulous gaze, he waved his hand and said, "Go and prepare, since the newcomer is here, then open the seal and send him to the place of trial." Only there, can he improve his cultivation as quickly as possible and integrate into the Spirit Feather Guard. It's time for me to bring him back and move on to the second step. ”

Looking at Liu Wuji who was walking away, Zhao Ling'er shook her head and sighed lightly, "I really don't understand what you think, you are bent on helping your rival." Moreover, she is no longer the same person. ”

Su Wen dreamed again.

This time, he was not dreaming of a boundless sea of blood, not an endless abyss. Rather, a handsome young man sat silently in a place he did not want.

"Liu Wuji, fuck your uncle!"

Although they have only been together for a short time, although that person has his back to him, all the previous experiences have already made Su Wen carve that guy into his bones!

If Su Wen made a list of grievances, Liu Wuji would indisputably replace Jiang Hao and top the list!

"Awake?" As if sensing Su Wen's resentment, Liu Wuji turned around and smiled at Su Wen.

He smiled very kindly and brightly, but Su Wen felt full of malice from it. A chill rose in my heart for no reason.

"What are you going to do?" Su Wen struggled to hold on to the ground and climbed up, the power of that shot was too terrifying. Even if it was just the aftermath, it still made his whole body feel like it was falling apart, and there was no pain in any place.

"Wake up and enjoy, welcome to the Land of Trials. Here, there is Ling Yuwei's most enthusiastic love for you! Feel it slowly, and when you come out, I will introduce you to my junior sister. ”

Liu Wou-Ki smiled mysteriously, and then the figure gradually dissipated, and finally burst like a bubble, leaving only a red book and a porcelain vase that emitted a soft glow, implying that he had been there.