Chapter 248

At this time, the struggle of the four masters is also very fierce, and the avenue territory covers the whole square.

"Fire elder, you don't want to fight with me. You are not my opponent, so you'd better take the initiative to quit..." a gray Tianzun cried.

Tianzun in black laughed and said, "ha ha, joke, you'd better know your own interests. I'm not the one who belongs to XuanCao this day!"

Michen was so absorbed that he ignored them and went straight through. The four of them ignored him and didn't want to stop first.

But everyone stared at him with his spare light, especially when passing by the sandalwood box. As long as he had a change, they would kill him together.

Michen came directly to the gate of the main hall. The old man's eyes had been squinting at him. He could come from the four masters' territory. He was definitely not an ordinary warrior, but he looked so young.

Peerless woman's eyes, also staring at meter morning, with meter morning approaching, her eyes had a trace of fluctuation.

Michen also took a look at the gorgeous woman. She was really a beauty. From the aspect of appearance and temperament, she was not much worse than Yichan. On her body, there was a faint smell of flowers, which made people feel very comfortable.

He drew back his eyes, saluted the old man and said, "excuse me, sir, why are the four people fighting outside the door?"

The old man still squinted and said, "little friend, it's better not to interfere."

"I'm worried. I've just arrived here. I'm just curious. How can I show up at the same time? The four powerful men are fighting here. They don't mean to interfere." Michen said seriously.

Finally, the old man opened his eyes, looked at Michen and said, "the whole Fanhua city knows about this. It's OK to tell you that our flower family has fallen in misfortune. The four of them who win in the end will put their son in our flower family and revive the family. We will take a plant of Tianxuan grass as a reward, just suffering my granddaughter..."

The old man said with painful love, looked at the edge of the gorgeous woman.

"Don't say that, grandfather. It's my own decision. I'm willing to do it for the sake of the flower family. Maybe that's my life of flower like snow." The gorgeous woman said helplessly.

When Michen heard this, he basically understood what was going on. He looked at Hua Ruxue and said, "do you really want to?"

"What if you don't want to? I can't look at the flower family and lose in my generation! " Flowers such as snow said.

Michen took another look at Hua Ruxue and said, "it's a good thing that you want to revitalize your family, but you can't trade your happiness all your life. If the son-in-law you recruit is not as good as you think, what should you do?"

The old man and Hua Ruxue sighed at the same time. They didn't speak. It seems that they also thought of this.

"Master, can you refine Tianxuan pill?" Michen asked suddenly.

The old man shook his head and said, "it's a pity for me all my life. Although I'm a master of Tiandan, I've never refined Tianxuan pill because I don't have a prescription. If I can refine Tianxuan pill, I still need them to help me revitalize my family."

Michen is also thinking about whether to help. Xuandanfang has this day, but it's too precious. After all, he has no friendship with the flower family. However, looking at this young and old man, he would rather sacrifice his happiness for the revitalization of the family. He can't help but feel extremely sympathetic.

He thought it was a peerless treasure. You know, it was just a mysterious grass. He didn't want to kill him.

On this day, XuanCao was nothing to him, but it was the most important treasure besides life to other heaven worshippers.

Ten years later, xuanzun is about to win the throne. It's every Tianzun's dream to be able to enter heaven. It's not to say that he would give up a son, even if he would lose his family and property. What's more, flowers like snow and looks like fairies, and his son won't suffer losses. What's more, why not do it.

Seeing Michen's silence, the flowers are like snow, so I can't help but call softly: "childe..."