Chapter 598

Zhen Xiaoyao really wants to slap Chen Sanqiu to death. It's not only because Chen Sanqiu is under the cliff in front of himself, but also because he dares to say what happened with Wang Zhuo. If it's not because Zhen Xiaoyao and Wang Zhuo are too familiar with each other and know Wang Zhuo's character and spleen, they will be cheated by Chen Sanqiu!

Looking at Chen Sanqiu now full of red face, all over limply fell to the ground, can't help gasping, also special dare to own so arrogant appearance!

Is Zhen Xiaoyao really special? Can't help but shoot Chen Sanqiu to death?

Paralyzed. If it wasn't for Chen Sanqiu's bad luck, he learned the unknown sword skill by chance. What's the point of this?

How can Chen Sanqiu learn unknown sword?

What qualifications do you have?

How much strength did Lao Tzu waste in order to get the nameless sword technique? I didn't get it!

Ma Dan has been given by Chen Sanqiu. Is there any reason?

You want to be shameless?

Think of here, see Chen three autumn stem neck again, elated looking at oneself appearance?

Zhen Xiaoyao's anger is burning in his heart, and his evil moves towards Dan biansheng. He suddenly reaches out his fist and slaps Chen Sanqiu on the back of his head!

Chen Sanqiu's eyes immediately and fainted to death!

Looking at Chen Sanqiu falling on the ground like a dead dog, Zhen Xiaoyao really wants to stab Chen Sanqiu to death with a sword!

By, the more I see Chen Sanqiu, the more I feel sick and angry!

"If you had not learned the unknown sword technique, I would have killed you now!" Zhen Xiaoyao's face flashed a ferocity that had never appeared before in front of outsiders. He gritted his teeth and took a look at Chen Sanqiu who fainted on the ground!

At this time, a group of Xiaoyao disciples came and saw the frightening anger on the face of the natural and unrestrained elder martial brother Zhen Xiaoyao. They were shocked and flustered!

I don't know how to face Zhen Xiaoyao, who is very angry now!

All of these Xiaoyao disciples are stupid.

If you want to say hello to Zhen Xiaoyao, you are afraid that you will annoy him. If you don't say hello, you are afraid that Zhen Xiaoyao will be more angry.

Therefore, all the disciples of Xiaoyao gate are forced to look at each other and want to see the answer they want from each other's eyes.

However, to the disappointment of the disciples of xiaoyaomen, they didn't see the answer they wanted from each other's eyes. Therefore, they were forced to look at Zhen Xiaoyao one by one

Zhen Xiaoyao saw the disciples of Xiaoyao gate staring at him one by one and frowned.

Scared all those Xiaoyao disciples, all of them shivered and looked at Zhen Xiaoyao at a loss. All of them wanted to turn into an ostrich and bury their heads in the earth. Ya, don't let Zhen Xiaoyao see them.

Well, it's embarrassing, isn't it?

It's embarrassing.

"What are you doing? Throw Chen Sanqiu into the water prison. " Zhen Xiaoyao stares coldly at these stupid Xiaoyao disciples and hums.

Those xiaoyaomen disciples, who were forced to stay, found their reasons for survival as if their souls had returned to their bodies. They rushed to catch Chen Sanqiu who had fainted and rushed to the water prison.

Zhen Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes and looked at the back of those Xiaoyao disciples. A little disdain flashed in his eyes. With a cold hum, his face showed a touch of disdain.

Only then did he want to go down and pick up Wang Zhuo.

Just as Zhen Xiaoyao was about to rush down, he saw a white figure rushing up from the foot of the mountain, leaping in the air, and a kite rolled over, and fell neatly on Zhen Xiaoyao's side. Look at this skill and figure, who else is Wang Zhuo?

Seeing that Wang Zhuo rushed up from the foot of the mountain, Zhen Xiaoyao was a little disappointed, but his face was excited and happy.

Only Wang Chou can have such lightness skill at this age.

What's more, after a few days of eating and starving at the foot of the mountain, only Wang Chou could do it.

Zhen Xiaoyao immediately said with admiration, "younger martial sister, your Kung Fu has improved a lot. Congratulations."

Wang Zhuo looked at Zhen Xiaoyao and giggled: "thank you very much, elder martial brother."

Zhen Xiaoyao takes a look at Wang's small face. He is disappointed because Zhen Xiaoyao finds that Wang has changed into the ugly mask again.

In my heart, when Wang Zhuo and Chen Sanqiu are together at the foot of the mountain, Wang Zhuo can show her perfect appearance in front of Chen Sanqiu without wearing this ugly mask, so as to know why she is with him.

But Wang Zhuo still has to wear this ugly mask?

Zhen Xiaoyao has a dull pain in his heart. What's his mind about Wang Zhuo? Doesn't Wang Zhuo know? Why treat yourself like this? Why can't you show her perfect appearance in front of you?

Why should it be displayed in front of Chen Sanqiu?

In the heart faint pain, more and more pain, finally became the sky rage, sky jealousy, sky rage.

Wang Zhuo squints at Zhen Xiaoyao's eyes.

Zhen Xiaoyao

"Hoo."

Hard to take a deep breath, the anger in his heart quickly suppressed, with a wry smile and a sigh.

"Younger martial sister, you haven't had a good rest these days. Go back and have a good rest," he said

Wang did not make a sound. He turned around and walked towards the path. After two steps, Wang turned back to Zhen Xiaoyao and asked, "Chen Sanqiu was thrown into the water prison by you?"

Zhen Xiaoyao gave a hum and nodded.

Wang Zhuo said to Zhen Xiaoyao, "thank you."

Then, turn around and leave quickly.

Zhen Xiaoyao looks at Wang's back as he leaves quickly, his face aching.

The corner of the mouth pain of a puff, eyes slightly a burst of red.

Why, why?

Why are you so polite to yourself? Why respect yourself so much?

Wang Zhuo, Wang Zhuo, don't you know what I mean to you? Since I came to xiaoyaomen, I've decided that you will be my wife.

All these years, I have been pursuing you, don't you know?

Why am I so strong?

I want to win you a smile, hope to be worthy of your face.

Why? Why are you doing this to me?

Hold on tight.

So that the fingernail pierced the palm of the hand.

Blood.

Dripping.

Hit the ground.

Fall into a flower of blood.