And that Windy City is absolutely condescending, but she can't just rely on a rampant word, she is sure enough to depose the head of the hall of Baihua Shame, if she can't be deposed, then whoever Hundred Flowers chooses to be her king of flowers is her private matter, as a sister, no one can forcibly interfere.

In this case, it is better to get the great benefits of the three divine fruits in your hands first, which is the royal way!

"Okay, since Sister Baihua said so, then I won't pursue it later!" The Lord of the Peach Blossom Hall rolled his eyes and raised his voice and said: "But I still have something to say, just now the Ten Thousand Evil Young Lord Wan Mouju who was about to slap to death in Wind City, he is the beloved son of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect Master of my Palace's Alliance Sect, Sister Baihua, you have to say something, if you really want to kill someone, wouldn't it be in vain to provoke the sword soldiers and bring war to my temple? How many people have to die?"

"No!" When Feng Cheng heard this, he screamed: "That Ten Thousand Evil Boy insulted me with extremely vicious words, insulted Sister Baihua, and didn't punish him severely, it would be to fall into the majesty of my Hundred Flowers Temple, and to succumb to the obscenity of the Ten Thousand Evil Demon Sect, whoever protects him will want to betray the temple and take refuge in the ten thousand evil old demons, and he will be the sinner of the temple, and he will be guilty of the same crime as the ten thousand evil boys, the same sin as the unforgivable!"

Wind City said a word, and then went online, sealing the possibility of others interceding for "Wan Jiaju", his two hungry wolf-like eyes, staring at the evil young master viciously, and the ferocious aura of wanting to break his body into ten thousand pieces was undoubtedly revealed.

"......" Seeing that he was so resolute and spoke so recklessly, the Lord of the Peach Blossom Hall couldn't help frowning, the Ten Thousand Evil Young Lord had no friendship with her, and she couldn't be determined to go, and took all the risks to support him.

The other hall masters didn't even have contact with the Ten Thousand Evil Young Masters, and they had all heard of the Three Sons and Ten Thousand Tigers of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect Masters. It is regarded as the key cultivation of the next generation of heirs, as for what "Wan Jiaju", how many people have heard of this name, but the name is not well-known, but I only roughly know that it is also one of the sons of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect Master, but the Ten Thousand Evil Sect Master has seven sons. It's impossible for everyone not to be offended, right? It doesn't matter, if you apply a little punishment and humiliation, it doesn't necessarily mean that the Ten Thousand Evil Sect Master will be furious and start a war with the Hundred Flowers Temple......

Thinking about it like this, naturally no one would intercede for Qin Shuang!

However, after all, "Wan Jiaju" is one of the sons of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect Master, and the Hundred Flowers Hall Master who is absolutely behind the Wind City, no matter how much he loves him, he has to take care of the reaction of the Ten Thousand Evil Sect Master. No matter how many sons there are, it is impossible for them to be killed by her king of flowers and be indifferent to it, right?

"Absolute brother, just punish you slightly, don't go too far, lest all evil old demons come to the door to oppress you, and I'm afraid I will have to give someone an explanation at that time!"

The gentle voice of the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Hall sounded again, and the Wind City never heard it. Then he laughed wildly and turned away like a hungry wolf. Facing Qin Shuang, he forced over step by step with a cruel smile, he deliberately walked very slowly, and the smile on his face was very hideous, wanting to put huge psychological pressure on the young man, it was best to frighten him to kneel and beg. Then he can vent his dissatisfaction fiercely, and let everyone see what kind of miserable fate it is to dare to offend the waiters around him.

Behind Windy City, the young waiter. also followed by Hehe sneered, he spent a lot of time looking at the evil young master who forced him to learn to crawl and learn to cry, and he wanted to appreciate it very happily, and he was oppressed by his big backer and lost face.

At this time, Murong Junxiu, who had fainted by Wind City, slowly woke up, and he just heard the voice of the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Hall ordering Wind City to punish him slightly, and he suddenly came to his senses, and he got up from the ground with a bone, his face was full of surprise, and he shouted:

"Lord of the Hundred Flowers Palace, Sister Hundred Flowers, is it you? I am Murong, I finally heard your voice, I finally heard your voice, do you know, the humiliation and torture I have suffered during this time, you definitely don't know, this is all done behind your back, right? I am Murong, I am here, can I be summoned by you and pour out my thoughts about you? Please let me meet, I haven't seen you these days, it's like a year......

Murong Junxiu's voice was full of affection, longing, and affection, which could be described as true and touching, but no matter how he shouted and confided, above the void, there was silence, and the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Hall seemed to not exist at all, and he didn't even say a word back, the more Murong Junxiu shouted, the more pale his face became, and his upright figure was shaky, as if he had lost the last life-saving straw to support his spiritual soul.

He was sure that with the ability of the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Palace, he could definitely hear his voice and sense his body and voice, so she ignored it indifferently, indicating that she had completely abandoned him, like a puppet tired of playing, thrown aside, and never wanted to pick it up again. This discovery made his heart break and miserable.

"Hahaha, hahahahaha...... Eunuch Murong, you are dead and want to see the heart of the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Palace, do you think you are something, will Sister Baihua see you again? You are like a piece of butt wiping paper that is thrown away after use, you yourself feel extremely white, but after wiping your buttocks, that is, throwing it on the ground casually, who will pick you up and treasure it again......?

Feng Chengjue, who was approaching Qin Shuang step by step, heard his heart-rending lament, crying and begging, became impatient, stopped, and yelled at him viciously.

"You, you...... I ......" fluttered, and the heartbroken Murong Junxiu was stimulated by him again, and couldn't help fainting again and fell to the ground.

"Alas......" The Plum Blossom Hall Lord and the others glanced at Murong Junxiu with pity, turned around and flew away, and no longer stayed here.

"Fengcheng Jue, hurry up and finish your work, get out of my Peach Blossom Palace, don't step into the hall without my order in the future!" She was about to be disgusted and vomited out of the windy city's extremely vulgar metaphor, no matter what Murong Junxiu said, he was also a beautiful man many times more beautiful than the windy city's handsome, and it used to make her tempted for a while, but he described Murong Junxiu as a piece of ass wiping paper, disgusting to the extreme.

and previously openly insulted her as a "10,000-person rider", so that she didn't want to look at this person more.

"Hmph!" Feng Cheng glanced at the Peach Blossom Hall Lord with disdain, he still didn't look down on this ten thousand people to ride, he thought she was dirty and cheap, but he didn't want to do anything more, his heart was full of the pleasure of oppressing the "Wan Jiaju", and he began to force Qin Shuang step by step, and shouted with a cruel smile: "Ten thousand evil boys, are you afraid? If you are afraid, it is very simple, kowtow to me three times, and then kneel down and kowtow to my waiter, this matter will be written off, otherwise, hehehe...... Once Ben Shao's means of punishing you are used, you will find how difficult it is for you to live...... Wowha......"

"You stupid, what are you doing crookedly? Come here, do you think Ben Shao will be afraid of you? You are a bastard who eats softly, Ben Shao will be afraid of you, it's ridiculous, you are dreaming, your ability to be obscene is not small? Let me tell you, even if the Lord of the Hundred Flowers Hall covers you, as long as you dare to make a move against this young master, it will be the beginning of your nightmare, the beginning of your bad luck, if you don't believe it, let the horse come over and give it a try, see what you can do with this young master?"

Who knows, to his surprise, the young master of ten thousand evils not only had no fear on his face, but smiled at him slightly, and he exploded his chest and lungs as if he had been stabbed through the lung tube, and he couldn't swallow that breath!

"Damn, get down on my knees!"

Windy City roared, and the bright light of fate filled his palms, and he raised his big hand high, as if holding up a canopy of heaven, and slashed down with his palm.

Boom! That palm was wrapped in the power of rolling fate, Qin Shuang immediately sensed that the kind of very familiar, imprisoning all dodging possibilities, isolating all hope of survival, and making people desperate, swept every inch of the whole body, it was a terrible palm that interrupted his fate, it was a terrifying palm that seemed to grasp the context of his fate, life and death, if it was an ordinary monk, in the face of such a terrible blow, there would definitely be death and no life.

But Qin Shuang's cultivation is so huge, how can he be an ordinary monk? What about the power of fate? If fate oppresses him, he will break the cage of fate with one palm, break a new world, and create a new way of destiny of his own!

It's just that he doesn't want to be in front of the Hundred Flowers Temple, the powerful divine thoughts of countless giants, openly performing doubtful supreme divine skills, and he took advantage of the buffer time just now, his mind was racing, and he thought of an excellent idea, instead of pinning his hopes on conspiring with Murong Junxiu, the Ten Thousand Evil Sect Master and the Tiger, it is better to directly shift his attention to the body of the main master, Fengcheng Jue, after all, he is the son of fate, all calculations are carried out with him as the center, locking him is equivalent to grasping the initiative!

His mind turned like lightning, Qin Shuang secretly sneered in his heart, and he pretended to show a look of horror on his face, and shouted: "Ah, Wind City would never have imagined that you are so powerful...... At the same time, the god can silently move, and a protective light is condensed outside the body, and within the rolling evil light, there is a green dragon secret pattern that he calculates Wind City......

"Peng!" said that it was too late, and then quickly, Feng Cheng slammed the body protection light building on the top of Qin Shuang's head with a vicious palm, and the violent blow made the evil body protection light building shatter inch by inch and shatter it.

Qin Shuang snorted "deliberately", kicked and retreated dozens of steps, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose each spurted out a stream of bloody arrows, and when he stood firm with the stake, his face was as white as paper, and his whole body trembled, as if he couldn't stand steadily at any time and was about to collapse to the ground......

"You, you...... It's so strong......" Qin Shuang intermittently "screamed...... (To be continued......)