My Cold and Proud President's Wife

"Invincible..." Xiaorou's heart was moved when she heard this word, "Can you really make me invincible?"

"Of course." The old woman breathed a sigh of relief. She has been in seclusion for many years. She really doesn't know how to attract Xiaorou's attention, because in her eyes, there is nothing that strength cannot solve. She is used to solving problems with strength. As for the problem, she seldom used her brain. Even when she used her brain, she was thinking about how to crack the enemy's tricks.

"Then...I want to discuss it with my father." Xiaorou, who has experienced too many things, has a desire for strength that is even stronger than her father. Even so, Xiaorou still hates her father. After all, the father and daughter meet again It's only a short month.

"Well, then you will give it to your father... Uh, forget it, I'll go with you!" After all, the old woman was still worried about her newly found apprentice, and wished she could follow her all the time.

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"Xiaorou!" Chen Mo kept calling Xiaorou's name anxiously, and at the same time, he tried to maximize the range of his mental detection, but even after he had done so, he still didn't find any trace of Xiaorou. , as if it evaporated out of thin air.

"Father!" A friendly voice sounded in Chen Mo's ears. Chen Mo followed the sound and looked around, only to see an old woman holding her daughter slowly descending from the sky.The old woman was wearing a white Taoist robe, she looked a bit like a female Taoist priest from the Three Realms, and the old woman was already full of white hair, matching the Taoist robe of this life, she looked like a fairy.

"What's the intention of being worthless, senior? What's the purpose of taking my daughter away?" Chen Mo suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and tried his best to show his respectful attitude to this senior.

However, the old woman ignored Chen Mo at all, and just lowered her head and said to Xiao Rou, "Is this your father? His aptitude looks very ordinary!" Her words were full of contempt for Chen Mo, and the old woman The woman didn't deliberately lower her voice when she spoke, which meant that Chen Mo could clearly hear every word the old woman said.This made him very embarrassed.

"Old senior, I have been a senior in recent years, so I call you senior. In this world, a person's strength does not depend on his aptitude, but on how long he can persist. Even if a genius dies halfway, He can't become a peak-level person either. And a fool, if he can cultivate to the end, he is a peak in the world." Chen Mo said coldly, but the original politeness has disappeared.

"Young man, do you think you are the one who can persevere to the end?" The old woman was furious when she heard that Chen Mo contradicted herself so much, which made his character, which had never been violated for many years, become furious.

"This world is changeable. Maybe I can persevere until the end, or maybe I will die here in the next second. Isn't sending me back to this world just doing my best and obeying the destiny?" It made the old woman even more angry.

"Since you already know that this world is changeable, did you also guess that you will die here in the next second?" The old woman really couldn't bear it. The young man contradicted her so many times, it's only natural that she wasn't furious in her heart, but surrounded by anger, she could only think about one thing now - killing the person in front of her who didn't obey her order.

As soon as the words fell, a gust of air appeared in the old woman's palm, eight different colors of holy energy gathered in the old woman's palm, and a terrifying power spread around.

Everyone in the Saint Yuan Realm knows that every additional Saint Yuan lock will add one more color to their Saint Yuan Power, and the old woman in front of her has eight colors in the palm of her hand, which proves that the old woman The woman is definitely a master of the eighth level of Saint Yuanli. Although I don't know which level of the eighth level he is, but no matter which level he is?Will form an absolute level of suppression.This level is even stronger than the highest level of the dynasty, the highest 36 Tiangang guards of the dynasty, the strongest one is only the sixth level of Dzogchen, but the old woman in front of her directly skipped the big realm of the seventh level and directly reached the eighth level .

An eighth-level powerhouse can even be said to be able to destroy the entire dynasty with a single throw of a hand.

"You are not allowed to kill my father!" Xiaorou saw that the situation was not good, so she stood in front of the old woman and opened her hands, trying to protect her father.

Seeing Xiaorou's determination, the old woman was a little shaken, but when she thought that this young man dared to contradict her, she immediately felt that this young man was unforgivable.

"Even if you stop it, I can't change the fact that I want to kill him. I will kill this person today. At worst, I will change your memory in the future." The eighth-level powerhouse can already open up a world alone. The eighth level can almost manipulate part of the space of the Saint Yuan World, and it can be said that such trivial things as changing memory can be done easily.

"If you dare to deal with my father, then I will definitely remember you. Even if I can't kill you now, when I can deal with you in the future, I will make your life worse than death and kill you in front of your face." All your family members, and all the people you care about!" Xiaorou said coldly, "Don't think I can't do it, when I am stronger than you, I can completely restore my memory."

"Huh!" The old woman didn't even want to say a word, and directly hit Chen Mo with the eight-color storm in her hand, because the old woman didn't believe that Xiaorou could surpass her achievements. Since ancient times, apprentices surpassed masters. There are only a handful of people, even if one day Xiaorou can surpass herself, but she was cultivated by herself, I believe she will not be cruel to herself, after all, young people's hearts are still malleable.

Chen Mo looked at the storm of eight colors that kept approaching him, his eyes turned out to be calm, and he didn't know where the confidence came from, allowing him to face the storm calmly.In other words, he knew that he could not escape this storm at all, so he gave up his plan to escape.

Even though he has always acted more cautiously, he has no regrets about this incident, because this incident is an insult to him. If he grovels today, then this will become his eternal demon.

Since ancient times, only the evil, cruel and upright people have become masters, that is, people who have reached the ultimate in one way, but those who are humble and fall on both sides, none of them can reach the pinnacle of this world.

Xiao Rou didn't look at Chen Mo, but stared straight at the old woman.Because of her understanding of power, she can guess that her father has no possibility of surviving in front of such a powerful energy. All she can do now is to remember this person's face and avenge her father in the future.

"Old woman, you are too cruel to strike." A nine-color light came from the sky, just hitting the eight-color storm in front of Chen Mo. Two huge forces were entangled in the space, and countless black and white lights flashed around. film.These black shadows are not other things, but a huge force that shatters this space, and the continuous destruction and repair of the space has caused these black shadows to haunt one by one.

However, in the blink of an eye, these two unusually large forces suddenly disappeared.

No, it was the nine-color light that swallowed the eight-color storm, and then disappeared into nothingness.