Looking at Wang Xuan's fallen figure, the rest of the rebel disciples were cold in their hearts, Blue Feather Emperor glanced around, glanced at Wang Ling'er, and then nodded, cleared his throat, and his tone was extremely indifferent: "Now, you have two choices. ”

The disciples were as if they had seen a savior, and their eyes were full of hope.

"First, here to apologize with death. ”

When the disciples heard this, their faces were as dead as ashes, and they were silent.

"Second, follow us back to the Iron Sword Gate to wait for the fate. The Blue Feather Emperor paused, playing with the long sword in his hand, a trace of killing intent flashed in his purple eyes, "Of course, you can also gamble and try to resist or escape here, but I will kill you directly." ”

As soon as the last words fell, the killing intent suddenly bloomed from the Blue Feather Emperor's body, causing everyone's faces to change.

"I surrender. One disciple was the first to stand up, and the others, seeing the forerunner, followed suit, throwing their swords on the ground and raising their hands high.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhuo and Xiao Tian quickly sealed everyone's meridians and completely sealed their fighting spirit. The faces of the people were like ashes, and they hung their heads and said nothing.

The Blue Feather Emperor looked at everyone and was captured, and his body shook and fell unconscious. Fang had just entangled with Wang Xuan, he was already at the end of his crossbow, and at this moment, he forcibly activated the sword intent, and his fragile body was already overwhelmed.

"Feather Emperor!" Wang Ling'er caught the Blue Feather Emperor who was falling backwards, eagerly probed his pulse, and found that it was only after being overtired that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Above the Jade Ridge, clouds and mist shrouded. In the main hall of the Iron Sword Gate, Wang Ling sighed deeply after listening to the return of Zhao Zhuo and the others. "This time, you did a really good job!" Wang Ling'er muttered as she looked at the young man who was asleep in the morning.

"I didn't expect that Wang Xuan had such wolf ambitions, I really misjudged him, this time you are also considered meritorious, go to Elder Xuanguang to choose a set of mortal rank superior exercises!"

Zhao Zhuo and Xiao Tian glanced at each other and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Stand down!" Wang Ling seemed to be dozens of years old, waved his robe, and his face was full of sadness.

The two exited the lobby in response, and Wang Ling sighed, irritable. Originally, Wang Xuan's strength was used to participate in the martial arts competition, not to mention that he would at least make some achievements, but now that Wang Xuan is dead, who else can provoke the big beam and represent the Iron Sword Sect to participate in the competition? A sect will be eliminated after all if it has no new force.

Ling'er? She's still too tender. Although Zhao Zhuo Xiao and the like of Heaven are not bad in the Iron Sword Gate, it is tantamount to a fool's dream to compete with those many geniuses.

Perhaps, he could say to himself with a glint in Wang Ling's eyes.

In the northeast corner of the Iron Sword Gate, inside a quiet hut.

"Hmm" The Blue Feather Emperor woke up faintly, and his headache was cracking.

"It's still too reluctant. Blue Feather Emperor slowly got up, covered his eyes with one hand, and muttered to himself.

In this case, forcibly opening the pupil greatly overdrew his mental power, and it is estimated that he will not be able to recover in a few days.

Blue Feather Emperor got up and slowly pushed open the door, stretched out his palm to block the sunlight, and the dazzling light poured down his fingertips, and his piercing eyes hurt.

"You've finally woken up! You've been asleep for a long time!" A crisp voice came, and Wang Ling'er walked over, smiling smartly.

"Hmm. Blue Feather Emperor replied embarrassedly and said softly, "Is there something wrong?"

"What, can't I come to you if it's okay?" Wang Ling'er crossed her hands on her hips, and her willow eyebrows were upside down.

"Eh" Blue Feather Emperor touched his nose, "Of course you can"

Poof!

Looking at the deflated Blue Feather Emperor, Wang Ling'er's pretty face couldn't hold back any longer, and she couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, I'm not kidding you, I'm here to deliver something to you. Wang Ling'er's eyes were full of smiles.

"What's that?"

"Wow. Wang Ling'er spread out her palms, and a delicate herb lay there quietly.

"Blood Spirit Grass!"

Blue Feather Emperor was shocked in his heart, and a surprise that could not be concealed came to his heart.

"This, you gave it to me?" the Blue Feather Emperor hesitated, "This thing also has a great effect on you"

Wang Ling'er glanced at her small mouth, and a trace of impatience flashed between her eyebrows, "This girl is talented and intelligent, and she doesn't need these foreign objects to assist, do you want it, if you don't want it, I'll take it to feed the pigs, and the old man is grinding and chirping like a girl!"

"It's up to you, man. Blue Feather Emperor muttered quietly.

"What are you talking about?!" Wang Ling'er raised her eyebrows, and she was about to go crazy again.

"Nothing, thank you. The Blue Feather Emperor took the Blood Spirit Grass stupidly, but he was grateful in his heart. Wang Ling'er said that she didn't need the Blood Spirit Grass, but in fact, with it, she would be able to break through at least one stage and advance to the peak of a first-order warrior at her fingertips.

Seeing that the Blue Feather Emperor put away the Blood Spirit Grass, Wang Ling'er had a good-looking smile on her face, and snorted, "It's about the same, it's better to give it to you than to feed the pigs, okay, it's nothing, Miss Ben will go first, you have to cultivate hard and become famous in the continent as soon as possible, well, that's it, Miss Ben is optimistic about you, don't let me down."

After speaking, Wang Ling'er also trotted out of the courtyard all the way, hiding behind the door and covering his chest, his face was as red as a ripe tomato, leaving the Blue Feather Emperor standing in place with the blood spirit grass in his hands blankly.

Wang Ling'er walked on the road, touching her hot red face, and a touch of red lingered on her face.

She didn't understand what was wrong with her, since she saw the tepid Blue Feather Emperor show his strong strength to kill the Magic Dryad, the figure of the young man lingered in her mind, if she was just attracted by that face, then now, after he showed his unparalleled strength, Wang Ling'er has completely fallen.

Lan Yu Huang couldn't figure out what happened to Wang Ling'er today, she behaved too abnormally, shook her head, Lan Yu Huang returned to the house, slowly closed the door, and started his almost futile effort again.

The sun receded, and the night crept down on the earth.

The Blue Feather Emperor sat cross-legged on the ground, his brows furrowed, everything was so bad today, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth seemed to be extremely chaotic, which made him unhappy.

Sighing lightly, the Blue Feather Emperor pushed open the window, looking at the bright moon in the sky, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

Father, are you still alive? Where are you, Queen Mother? Endless sadness spread, and the Blue Feather Emperor was speechless for a long time at the bright moon, and his eyes were full of sadness.

In the center of the Iron Sword Gate, inside the delicate boudoir. Wang Ling'er tossed and turned, and the figure of one person lingered in his mind, and he couldn't sleep for a long time.

After a long time, Wang Ling'er said lightly, "wrongdoer", got up and pushed open the window, let the mercury-like moonlight pour on the three thousand green silks, and looked at the bright moon stupidly, the appearance of the person who missed seemed to appear on the holy bright moon, and the corners of Wang Ling'er's mouth set off a faint smile.

Tonight, destined to be sleepless.