Chapter 984

Jialan went back to the room. She wanted to defeat Lin Xianfan and crush him, so she closed the door after returning to the room, and no one bothered her.

Without a moment of rest, she absorbed strength. If she could control Wen xiaorou at the first time, it would also save the subsequent trouble. If Wen xiaorou could be controlled in her hands now, she would not meet the later demon king or anything.

Jialan repeatedly absorbs water energy and squeezes.

Under her feeling, time seemed to speed up, day and night.

It's time for a month.

A disciple knocked at the door: "elder martial sister Jialan, it's time."

Jialan opened her eyes and calmed her breath. She stretched out her hand, and silver beads of water jumped in her palm. The beads gradually grew larger and larger, wrapped Jialan's whole body, washed it clean, and the beads disappeared.

Jialan said, "come in."

When the female disciples came in, Jialan looked at the wedding dress sent. She was very satisfied. She put on the wedding dress and carefully painted her face makeup. Looking at her beautiful self in the bronze mirror, she curled her lips and smiled.

Out of the room, the yard was full of accumulated dowries, and the door was full of joy.

Jiang Fu was a little sad, but he didn't show up in front of him. Seeing Jialan, he came up to hold her hand and asked in a low voice, "daughter, how sure are you? It's really not good. You take this."

Jiang Fu has even prepared his concealed weapons.

Jialan couldn't help laughing: "Dad, don't worry, I'm ready."

She wanted to tell Jiang Fu not to worry, but it was obvious that Jiang Fu was very worried.

Jiang Fu saw that Jialan didn't want it, and there was no way to ask him not to worry, unless the result of the game came out and Jialan won.

Lin Xun was dressed in happy clothes and had come to greet the wedding. He stretched out his hand, slender fingers, and extremely good-looking. Jialan put his hand in the heart of his hand. He thought this gentle and elegant person was cold, but his palm was hot, the temperature was abnormal, and it looked like ice on the surface, but in fact, it was a fire.

Jiang Fu looked at this talented woman who matched her very well, and he hated Lin Xianfan in his heart.

If you don't fucking want it, won't you allow others to quench their thirst nearby?

It's good to say, as long as it's not him, anyone can do it, but if it's a disciple of the sect, Lin Xianfan will think it's hitting him in the face. Jiang Fu despises Lin Xianfan's behavior. If it's not that he can't fight, he wants to teach the yellow haired boy a lesson in person.

Jiang Fu looked heavy and followed.

Today's marriage caused a sensation in the whole clan, with thousands of people watching.

Several elders were in charge, and even Lord Lin came out.

Lin Xianfan was dressed in black, with his hand on his back, holding a silver sword. He was dressed in black, as if he was putting an end to this wedding.

Jialan took her hand out of Lin Xun's hand, but she didn't take it out. She looked at Lin Xun and said, "I will win, loosen up."

Lin Xun seemed to believe her and really let go.

Jialan was dressed in red and her waist length hair was as beautiful as seaweed. She was very beautiful. She raised her head and walked towards Lin Xianfan. She stretched out her hand and condensed a cold ice sword in her hand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Bring the makeup of life and death to avoid any bad accidents."

Jialan's voice was cold. After all, Lin Xianfan was the favorite son of Lord Lin. seeing Lin Xianfan repent of marriage, Lord Lin would ignore it. But if he saw Lin Xianfan was going to be seriously injured by her, Lord Lin might not be able to sit still and sign the certificate of life and death.

Several elders and all the disciples watched. Lord Lin wanted to take care of it, but he also wanted a face.

Besides, Jialan is not alone behind him. Jiang's father has long been dissatisfied with this rashly repentant Lin Xianfan. If his daughter can raise her eyebrows, if anyone dares to persuade him, Jiang's father won't agree first!

Lin Xianfan looked at Jialan's eyes as if he were looking at a dead man. He didn't think he would lose at all. Listening to Jialan's words about life and death, his eyes were indifferent: "Jiang Jialan, this is what you asked for. I wanted to leave you a face, but you didn't want it yourself."

Jialan sneered: "don't say such disgusting words, you just rely on yourself to be strong, and I'm weak, do you need a reason to bully? Weak is unreasonable, and I'll give it back to you. If you apologize to me now, I'll have a lot of adults, let bygones be bygones."

In Lin Xianfan's view, he is better than Jiang Jialan. Of course, what kind of engagement he wants to fulfill is to fulfill it. If he doesn't want to fulfill it, Jiang Jialan should step back and ask him to apologize and explain. This is ignorance. He gave her a face, which she didn't want.

So listening to Jialan's words, Lin Xianfan not only didn't think it was reasonable, but felt offended. He had to teach her a hard lesson before he could solve this evil spirit.

The shape of life and death, of course, was already ready. Take it up, and a drop of blood flew past with a swing of Jialan Su's hand.

People who cultivate immortals don't need to sign anymore. Most of them generate contracts with a drop of blood, and this contract also has magic power.

Lin Xianfan looked at Jialan coldly. As soon as he raised his hand, a drop of blood also flew in the past.

Qicheng.

With a finger of Jialan sword, he quickly hit Lin Xianfan. Lin Xianfan raised his sword to resist. A sword cut by Jialan was caught by him, sparks splashed, and the silver sword turned hot red in an instant.

Yes, Lin Xianfan is the fire spirit root.

It happened to be the water spirit root of Jiang Jialan. Jiang Jialan's cultivation couldn't keep up, so he was never Lin Xianfan's opponent.

All the disciples held their breath. People thought that Jialan's ice sword would turn into a pool of water, but it didn't happen.

Jialan slowly released the water energy squeezed in his body and condensed it into many tiny steel needles, and those are ice condensed needles, there are thousands of them. This hand made several elders in charge stand up.

Lin Xianfan's angry and murderous eyes also showed a trace of incredulity. He couldn't help thinking more. His body was surrounded by flames. When Jialan's cold needles came together, ice and fire collided, making a Zizi sound, and many cold needles were vaporized.

Thousands of cold needles, only a little part of them differentiated into water and fell on Lin Xianfan.

Jialan whirled back and stabbed Lin Xianfan before he could catch his breath.

Lin Xianfan frowned to resist, and the two swords collided, which seemed to be equal. People were also worried about it. Everyone didn't expect that Jiang Jialan, whose cultivation was not as good as Lin Xianfan, could even make a draw. Who won and who lost is not sure.

But for Lin Xianfan, it was an insult for him to defeat Jialan within a few moves. He was burning with flames, as if he was going to burn Jialan to death.

However, Jialan is surrounded by cold and ice, and water and fire are incompatible. Mutual protection can be restrained. Only when one party is stronger than the other, can it suppress the other party.

Lin Xianfan gritted his teeth: "go to hell."

But the next moment, he opened his eyes wide and his face was full of unbelievable color.

PS: Good afternoon, double watch.