Chapter 1829

"I also heard it occasionally from the conversation of the young master."

The person who points out the root of Zhao Junfeng is the younger generation of qishang nationality. This person's understanding of Zhao Junfeng is also heard from Qi Shangheng's mouth.

Some of the whispered comments of the children of the eight ethnic groups poured into Gu Yue Jinghong's ears. Vaguely, Gu Yue Jinghong heard that the handsome young man around him was actually a member of the taizai people of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state.

Whether it is the special envoy of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state or the taizai house of the Golden Lion Xinjiang state, it can make the hanyue family desperate.

Her face was a little alarmed. This time, she was afraid that she was a sheep into a tiger's mouth!

"Why should Jinghong leave in a hurry? I'm waiting for your reply whether he can become my Taoist companion."

Seeing that Gu Yue surprised Hong no longer moved, Zhao Junfeng immediately smiled and said:

"As a woman of Zhao Junfeng, you will have countless cultivation resources, and your cold moon family will rise in the ancient country of setting sun!"

His face showed a symbolic spring breeze and warm smile. Although it was an inquiry, there was no room for negotiation in his tone.

The so-called sanxiaolou banquet is actually a den of dragons and tigers. It seems that Gu Yue's surprise can't escape Zhao Junfeng's clutches.

The younger generation of the other seven ethnic groups around us, as well as the younger generation under the main table, were silent at the moment, with a trace of disaster and joy in their eyes.

The cold on the face of Gu Yue Jinghong didn't disappear, but her heart sank to the bottom of the valley and was in great despair.

She has been a very strong person since childhood. Now she is very reluctant to sacrifice her body to please a man.

But if you don't sacrifice yourself, your family will be doomed.

Gu Yue, who has always been able to take charge of her own affairs, was overwhelmed by the threat of this handsome young man in front of her. Coupled with two giants, the Golden Lion Xinjiang state and the Golden Lion Xinjiang state taizai, she felt unable to breathe for a moment and was at a loss.

"Ha ha, the clan leader Jinghong is really a smart man."

Gu Yue Jinghong sat in the distance, like a thorn in the back. At this time, Qi Shangheng laughed and thought that Gu Yue Jinghong had finally compromised.

"It's difficult for the little woman to obey her orders!"

Qi Shangheng's words didn't fall. Gu Yue startled Hong and said again. He refused Zhao Junfeng again.

"Hum, we treat each other sincerely again and again. You refuse us many times. You really think we have a good temper?"

Hearing the speech, Zhao Junfeng was exposed. He changed his smile and showed a fierce appearance. His eyes were empty, arrogant and overbearing.

"If you don't obey this seat today, this seat will destroy your whole family!"

After saying that, Zhao Junfeng grabbed Gu Yue Jinghong's slender jade hand with one hand and wanted to hold Gu Yue Jinghong in his arms.

But at this time, behind Gu Yue Jinghong, an arm blocked between Gu Yue Jinghong and Zhao Junfeng.

"Don't be so rude to girls. You should be gentle."

The owner of this arm is Wang Xiao, who has been standing in the lonely moon.

"Where's the Cheap slave? Dare to stop the special envoy!"

Seeing that the plan was about to succeed, Qi Shangheng killed a young man in a coarse cloth shirt. Qi Shangheng recognized that he was the servant who had followed Gu Yue Jinghong before.

The people of the other eight nationalities above the main table and the younger generation of the other eight nationalities below the main table noticed the existence of Wang Xiao.

Dressed in a coarse cloth shirt, he looks ordinary and has no aura fluctuation. It is obvious that he is an ordinary person. If he comes in after Gu Yue Jinghong, he must be Gu Yue Jinghong's servant.

"Where do slave dogs come from and bark?"

Hearing the speech, Wang Xiao frowned slightly and said calmly.

"How dare you! You are such a Cheap slave. You don't know how to behave!"

"Look, I won't tear your mouth!"

Hearing the speech, Qi Shangheng immediately became angry, jumped up from his seat, and suddenly grabbed Wang Xiao with his big hand. There was no doubt that his pulse cultivation was revealed. His whole body was full of aura in his palm, as if he wanted to burst Wang Xiao's head with one hand.

Seeing this, Gu Yue startled Hong and was about to make a move, but was stopped by Wang Xiao.

At this time, Qi Shangheng's big hand had come to Wang Xiao

Wang Xiao didn't mess at all. He sneered. When he reached out, he was several times faster than Qi Shangheng, and grabbed Qi Shangheng's wrist.

Seeing this, Qi Shangheng's face changed greatly and he wanted to draw his hand, but he found that Wang Xiao's hand was like a pair of pliers, clinging to his wrist, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter how much strength he used.

"Let go!"

Qi Shangheng's face was red and scolded Wang with a smile.

"As you wish."

Wang smiled coldly, shook his arm slightly, and then released his hand holding Qi Shangheng's arm

Immediately, Qi Shangheng was pushed out by a distance. His body flew upside down and fell under the main table.

On the main table, the rest of the people suddenly stood up and looked at Wang Xiao with a shocked face.

Qi Shangheng, who was trained by congealing pulse, was shocked by Wang Xiao and flew out. Gu Yue surprised Hong, a servant. Who is he!

Zhao Junfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Wang Xiao. For a time, he did nothing and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Thief, I'll kill you!"

Originally, Qi Shangheng flew out upside down and climbed up together. His blue robe was covered with wine and vegetable soup and wrinkled. The hair crown on his head was also knocked off, and his hair was scattered and looked like madness.

He Qi Shangheng is the young patriarch of the eight Xiuzhen races in the ancient country of Xieyang. When was he so embarrassed as now.

In front of the other young generation of the eight nationalities, he was beaten to fly by a slave, which made him lose face. How could he swallow this breath.

As a result, Qi Shangheng's killing machine appeared, and his aura was mobilized to the extreme.

The Ningmai friar in Taihuang ancient land has begun to absorb Reiki in his body. He can mobilize Reiki in his body to increase his attack and increase his combat power several times.

At this time, Qi Shangheng punched Wang Xiaohong, and his aura strengthened his fist. The power of his fist soared several times in an instant, which is not comparable to an ordinary fist.

For a moment, Yingying boxing was heard everywhere, and the younger generation of the eight ethnic groups under the stage felt that all of them turned pale.

"It's over, this boy is completely over. The head of Qi Shangheng is really angry!"

"Just a servant, dare to provoke Qi Shangheng, it's death!"

The terrible fist smashed Wang Xiao. No matter the genius of the eight ethnic groups on the stage or other young people of the eight ethnic groups under the stage, they all thought that Wang Xiao would die.

It's no small matter that nun Ning Mai hit with all his strength. The servant of the lonely moon surprised Hong had no aura fluctuation around him, but how could a mortal with a little more strength resist it.

Even people have imagined the picture of Wang Xiao screaming and then seriously injured and died.

Ah~

Then a scream came, but it was not Wang Xiao's.

When they looked again, they saw that Qi's arm had collapsed into a blood mist, and the blood was sprayed like a fountain, splashing Zhao Junfeng and Tianjiao, a genius of the eight nationalities around except Gu Yue.

But strangely, Wang Xiao stood in front of Qi Shangheng, but he didn't get a trace of blood.