The Strongest Berserker of the Female President

Xiao Meier is not easy to trust others because of her own experience, but people's hearts are not made of iron.

Everything Yang Yunfan did for her, Xiao Meier saw it in her eyes and remembered it in her heart. Although she still likes to talk back to him, she doesn't hate him, but likes the feeling of being accompanied by others, letting her know that she is no longer is alone.

But now the group of people in front of her told her that Yang Yunfan was probably dead, how could she believe that Yang Yunfan was so powerful that it was impossible for something to happen.

"Okay, we don't have time to waste with you. Regardless of whether your brother is dead or not, I'll ask you again, will you follow me?" An impatient voice sounded, speaking was a young man in the middle, in his 20s, He looks pretty good, but his eyes don't look like a good person.

The young man named Mu Jianyun, the young master of the Qingtian Sect, and a half-step master of strength, this time brought people to sign up for the Martial Arts Conference.

It's just that he didn't expect to meet such a little beauty on the way, the more he looked at it, the more tempted he became, the more lustful he became, and he wanted to keep her in his pocket.

It's a pity that this woman didn't take it seriously, and kept saying that she would wait for his brother, so she waited here for a whole day, but she didn't see the fart. Seeing that today is the last day of registration for the Martial Arts Conference, he has no time to delay any longer .

"Get out, my brother will be fine." Xiao Meier roared angrily, and she didn't look good on them because of her worry.

"Since this is the case, then don't blame me, catch the living, and don't hurt the little beauty!" The young man sneered, his figure took a step back, and the lustful light in his eyes did not hide it.

"You dare to do it. When my master comes back, I will definitely not let you go." Zhou Dongjiang looked extremely angry, and he was also a little worried in his heart, why the master hasn't come back after so long.

"Don't let us go, just rely on you guys? It's ridiculous." Someone opened his mouth and laughed loudly, completely ignoring the group of people.

The only ones who have some strength are the big fool and the old man, but they are only the strength of the early masters. Among them, there are only two people in the middle stage of the master, and five people in the early stage of the master. How can they be afraid.

What's more, they are members of the Qingtian Sect, one of the most powerful sects in the entire Bashi City, not too far away from here, if something happens, the suzerain and the others can arrive immediately.

"What do you mean by that? Do you look down on me?" Cheng Zhen was furious, how could he look down on himself so much.

"If you get out now, maybe we can let you go. If you don't know what's good, don't blame us for killing you." An elder of the Qingtian Sect who was in the middle of the grand master glanced at Cheng Zhen, His eyes were full of disdain.

"Old man, it's not that I look down on you, but with your small body, you can't bear my ax at all." Cheng Zhen glanced at the old man with a look of disdain and confidence.

"Since you want to die, I'll do it for you, do it." The old man was furious, the words of this fool made him very angry, and he couldn't help but want to slap him to let him understand the gap between them.

"Etc., etc."

At this moment, a voice came to mind, and everyone in the Qingtian Sect couldn't help being startled, and they all raised their heads to look at the speaker.

The one who spoke was one of the disciples of the Seven Shamen Sect, his face was pale at this time, full of fear, especially facing the eyes of everyone in the Qingtian Sect, he felt that death was so close to him.

"Is there anything else you want to say?" Mu Jianyun, the young lord of Qingtian Sect, asked.

"Young Sect Master, spare your life. I am willing to draw a clear line with them. I just ask you to spare my life. I am willing to be a cow to you, Young Sect Master." The disciple of the Qisha Sect, his knees softened, and he knelt down. Go down, kowtow and beg for mercy.

As soon as these words came out, the one with the ugliest face was Qing Wanjiang. He never thought that his disciple was like this. He had no morals at all, which made his old face turn red, and he couldn't help but want to Slap him to death.

But in the end, he held back, closed his eyes and dared not look at him again, no matter what, he was still his disciple, after so many years without family ties and feelings, how could he have the heart to do it.

"Okay, very good, who else, if I announce the severance with them now, I can spare your life." Mu Jianyun laughed. Such a scene made him very happy. This is the situation he likes the most. , the more uncomfortable others are, the happier he is.

"Me, and me, I'm not familiar with them." As soon as Mu Jianyun said this, Cheng Zhen was the first to speak, raising his hands in surrender.

The elder of the Qingtian Sect who heard this almost spit out a mouthful of blood. Just now he said that, but that idiot ignored him and even despised himself.

Now that the Young Sovereign said this, he surrendered in a desperate manner, almost slapping himself in the face nakedly, so angry that he was about to smoke.

But the other party chose to surrender, he can't pull out to beat up that stupid big guy again, this is equivalent to hitting the young suzerain in the face, the young suzerain will definitely be unhappy, if he is unhappy, he will be the one who suffers in the future, I can only figure it out later.

Regarding Cheng Zhen's surrender, although everyone was a little stunned, after all, the repetition was too fast, but it is reasonable to think about it, after all, they have only known each other for less than two days.

However, other than Cheng Zhen, the others glared at each other, as if they had no idea at all. The only one who struggled was another disciple of Qishamen.

After all, he and Yang Yunfan and Xiao Meier are not familiar with each other, so even if they announced their separation at this time, it would be justified morally.

"Qing Wu, why are you still hesitating, come here quickly, we are not familiar with them, we have no relatives and no reason, why should we lose our lives for them?" The disciple of Qishamen who surrendered first, looked anxiously at the rest of them. The Qishamen disciple shouted.

"Go ahead if you want to. Qing San is right. You don't know each other well. You don't have any relatives or reasons. There's no need to sacrifice your life for them." Qing Wanjiang took a deep breath and understood now.

The difference in strength between the two is too big. In this case, it is useless for them to stay. They lost their lives in vain. It is better to choose to surrender.

"What about you, Master?" Qing Wu gritted his teeth, his expression extremely struggling.

"I'm different from you. Master Yang is kind to me. In this case, no matter whether it's morality or conscience, I have no reason to surrender." Qing Wanjiang sighed slowly, his face had returned to calm, and there was still a trace of emotion in his heart. The determination to die.

"Master, if you don't go, then I won't go either." Hearing what the master said, Qing Wu gritted his teeth and strengthened his determination.

"Qing Wu, you don't have to do this." Qing Wanjiang was stunned, a gleam of relief flashed in his eyes, and more guilt.

"My life was given by the master. If the master owes it, we, the master and the apprentice, will pay with our lives together." Qing Wu gritted his teeth, although his legs and feet trembled because of fear, he still made his own decision after all.