I have a hundred thousand times talent

Instead of that, it would be better to be like this, at least die beautifully!

Chill!

The flames eroded away along the iron chain, and the tough iron chain made of cold iron was instantly turned into molten iron. The terrifying high temperature permeated along the iron chain, and these women all had ugly faces and were in great pain.

In the distance, a few figures stood in the air, staring blankly at the sea of ​​flames, with lingering fear in their hearts.

"Who is fighting here? Such a terrifying movement, could it be a strong man at the level of Wu Zun?"

"No! I've seen that woman, she has been following behind the god son of the Qin clan. If I remember correctly, she should be the eldest princess of the Ten Thousand Monsters Immortal Kingdom, Feng Qingcheng?"

"My darling, this girl is beautiful, she is really fierce when she is fierce, and I can't even get close to the flame power she unleashes... I am afraid it is enough to rival the pride of the immortal forces!"

But at this moment, a panicked look appeared in the eyes of one person in the crowd, pointing at the figure wrapped in flames, he said, "That's... one of the three great sons of the Bliss Cave——the guest of flowers!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a gasp in the crowd.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a Daozi-level arrogance!

But why, would he be beaten like this by a personal guard of the god son of the Qin clan?

"Although this Fengqing City's talent is not simple, in the final analysis, it is just a super-first-rank force. When will it have the strength to crush the same generation of the immortal force?"

"I had seen him make a move during the decisive battle in the Li Palace that day, and his strength was far from what it is today. I presumably got his advice after following the God Son of the Qin Clan..."

"Natural sages really live up to their reputation. A genius who has surpassed the first rank can beat his peers in just a few days. If I knew I would have participated in that selection!"

"Stop making trouble, if you go, you probably won't even be able to enter Li Palace..."

Chapter 249: Twelve Flower Fairies, follow

The spread of speech among the crowd is extremely fast, and the movement here is really eye-catching, and there are more and more onlookers.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yu couldn't help feeling a bit of a headache, and lazily said, "Quick fight, stop the ink!"

In mid-air, Feng Qingcheng, who was as majestic as a Valkyrie, heard this, looked back and said with a smile: "Yes!"

boom!

The struggling figure in the sea of ​​flames suddenly exploded, and no screams could be heard, it turned out that it had already died.

The people nearby exaggerated, but Qin Yu knew in his heart that the reason why Fengqing City was able to kill Huazhongke in such a crushing manner was a great coincidence.

The first is the restraint of kung fu and supernatural powers.

Huazhongke, or in other words, the skill of the cauldron passed down from the Bliss Cave, the divine power attribute obtained from cultivation is extremely feminine, and even because the growth of cultivation base is too dependent on external force, the foundation is not very solid.

Feng Qingcheng's talent is no worse than these so-called Daoists. Her Divine Phoenix bloodline plus the law of fire, specializing in Yin and evil, has a miraculous effect on dealing with the group of Bliss Caves.

In addition, Hua Zhongke didn't pay much attention to Fengqingcheng from the beginning, and he was given the upper hand when he first met, which made him completely helpless in the face of Fengqingcheng's subsequent waves of terrifying magical powers.

This is how it was defeated at such a fast speed.

If it were another Daozi figure of the immortal power, it would be hard to say who would win.

But people are ignorant, and those watching the excitement don't know how to analyze so much. A bunch of people came and went, and soon spread the news that the Qin clan god son's personal guards beat the immortal Daozi.

Caused an uproar!

Many young Tianjiao, who already regarded Qin Yu as a thorn in their side, now feared him to a higher level, and some even secretly formed an alliance, claiming to join forces to deal with him in this dark world, lest all the benefits be taken by Qin Yu alone. Light.

If Qin Yu knew this, he would probably have to laugh again. This group of people didn't even know where to open the gate of the ruins, so they first thought about the scene of dividing up the benefits.

At this time, his attention was all on Qin Siyao who was not far away.

The Jade Slip of Inheritance obtained by Qin Siyao was one of Qin Yu's acquisitions on the Ancient Burial Road in the Lower Realm.

At that time, he got ten pieces at one time, and the two pieces of the emperor's inheritance spontaneously entered his spiritual platform, and he kept the remaining eight quasi-emperor level pieces with him.

I want to wait until I settle down and hand it over to the right people around me.

It's just that after coming to the heaven, all kinds of things have not stopped. He is so busy that he didn't remember it until now.

Qin Siyao can be regarded as the first group of people he came to know when he came to the heaven, and he was quite satisfied with his character, and he intended to train them as confidantes.

He is smart and careful in doing things, but his talent in combat is not as good, much worse than his personal guards.

Simply, this inheritance just matches her!

The quasi-emperor who left this inheritance was titled Xingluo, entered the Tao according to the law of the stars, and created the Xingluo Dao to enter the quasi-emperor.

He advocated using the Xingluo Formation to bless one's body and take the head of a person thousands of miles away. Compared with other rules, the requirements for combat talent will be much lower, which is considered to be very agreeable to Qin Siyao.

At this time, her body was full of stars, and above her head was filled with a galaxy of stars. The seemingly chaotic starry sky was connected by twinkling silver lights, forming hundreds of natural formations with unpredictable power.

Presumably, the inheritance has reached a critical moment, and seeing the turbulent divine power fluctuations on her body, it is clearly a sign that she is about to break through to Wu Zun.

At this time, after the battle was over, Fengqing City's long skirt fluttered in front of him, knelt down again, gently pinched his shoulders, and asked, "Son of God, what about those girls?"

Qin Yu followed her words and saw that the twelve women who had been bound behind Hua Zhongke with iron chains before were sitting on the ground with their eyes blank.

They are of different ages, the older one is more than [-] years old, and the younger one is only thirteen years old. They have no cultivation level on their bodies, but they have the remnants of many elixir.

Presumably it is the unique means of nurturing furnaces in Paradise Cave!

The only difference is that her beautiful face is full of fear and confusion about the future...

The younger ones are fine, perhaps because they haven't experienced much torture and can still see some hope for life.

But those slightly mature women were full of expressions of ambition.

Simply having nothing to do, Qin Yu raised his foot and walked over, looking at them one by one.

Feng Qingcheng followed behind him, and said first: "Son of God, why don't you see me face to face?"

This voice contained a little divine power, and it sounded like heavenly sounds to the ears of these mortal women. The corners of their eyes raised unconsciously, and they stared at them.

This glance made the eyes of these women shine with a different kind of light.

The young man in front of him, who came into the world like a banished fairy, was like the hero who saved the crisis in a fairy tale.

Hope rose in their hearts, and they bowed down one after another, and their delicate voices shouted with a moving momentum: "See the Son of God!"

Qin Yu knew in his heart that most of these women who were raised in the Paradise of Paradise since they were young, just to be sacrificed as a furnace one day, probably didn't know what the Son of God was.

The reason why they look like this is entirely because they feel the hope of life in themselves.

Like a drowning person, when he encounters driftwood, he subconsciously grabs hold of it.

Qin Yu looked at these faces, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Do you want to live?"

"My lord, please be merciful and give my sisters a hope!" said the oldest woman who was the closest to Qin Yu, about 20 years old.

"This place is called the dark world, not in the heavens..." Qin Yu pointed to the dim sky above his head, and said calmly: "The ground is full of killings, you mortals without a trace of cultivation, even if I let you go, It is also a dead end!"

When the woman heard this, her heart trembled, she bowed down again, and said: "Young Master, please allow me to wait for you!"

"There are no useless people around me. If you want to survive, give your value!" Qin Yu didn't soften his heart because of the pitiful appearance of these women in front of him.

As he said, the current dark world is extremely chaotic, and the people who target him can even be arranged from the south of the sky to the north of the sea.

In other words, apart from the undiscovered relics, his side is the most dangerous place.

This is why Qin Yu didn't do other things the first time he came in, and first raised Qin Siyao's strength.

Many do not require, at least have the ability to protect themselves.

He doesn't have so much energy to take care of a group of weak people who meet by chance.

If you want to get his asylum, you must give him a reason!

When the leading woman heard Qin Yu's words, her face froze, she lowered her head, her slender fingers tightly clutched the corner of her clothes, revealing her extremely entangled heart.

After a long time, she raised her head, with tears in the corners of her eyes, but the brilliance in her eyes was extremely firm.

She raised her hands, slowly but persistently untied the belt around her waist, then moved to the collar, and slowly parted to both sides.

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Qin Yu raised his brows when he saw this, and a faint coercion poured down. The woman's hands and feet stiffened immediately, and she could no longer move.

"What are you doing?" Qin Yu frowned, he never thought that the woman in front of him would do such a thing in full view.

The woman raised her face, looked at Qin Yu, and begged: "My family was taken captive to the Paradise of Paradise since I was a child, and I have nothing else to do... Only this body is worth something, don't worry, my lord... those people are trying to train us into The best cauldron, I haven't touched me in these years, this slave's body is still clean!"

"I am willing to be your son and my slave, and I only hope that you can save the lives of my sisters!"

As soon as she said these words, before Qin Yu could say anything, the group of women behind him burst into tears.

One by one scrambled to get in front of Qin Yu, blocking the woman behind, and then tore off the collars on the fronts of their clothes one after another.

What left Qin Yu speechless the most was that the thirteen-year-old girl also followed suit.

Qin Yu looked upset, and bound them all in place with a wave of his big hand, shaking his head and said: "I don't know what the Paradise of Paradise taught them, what kind of mess is their mind full of?"

Behind him, Feng Qingcheng suddenly covered his mouth and chuckled when he saw this. This invincible god son of the Qin clan would be so embarrassed by a group of powerless mortal women.

She leaned forward and jokingly said, "I heard that Paradise Cave is best at dual cultivation techniques. Since these girls can be brought by Daozi's side, they must be outstanding even in the furnace. Son of God...won't you think about it?"

Boom!

Without saying a word, Qin Yu knocked it down with a burst of chestnuts. The painful Feng Qingcheng pouted, and hid aside and rubbed his head.

Then he glanced at the Yingyingyanyans all over the floor, pondered for a while, and had a new idea.

He untied the shackles on the oldest woman and asked, "Can you master the rhythm?"

The woman was a little confused by the question, then she nodded and said: "The Paradise of Paradise occasionally asks me to play music for them for fun, and specially let us learn it."

Qin Yu nodded when he heard the words, wiped the palm of his hand in the void, took out a simple xylophone and handed it to her, saying: "Play a piece that you are best at, if I think it is good, you can live!"

When the woman heard this, her face suddenly became serious, she sat up, took the piano carefully, and placed it on her knees.

After brewing for a long time, I started playing.

It is a relatively common song of ritual and music. It can be heard in some extraordinary banquets. There is nothing special about the tune, but the sound of the piano is born from the heart. Perhaps it is because of the special state of mind of the woman at the moment. It sounds different from ordinary people. time is slightly different.

But it happened that this was different, and the corners of Qin Yu's mouth rose slightly.

If an ordinary qin master listened to this song, he would definitely blame the woman for her disturbed mood, which caused the qin sound to lose its artistic conception.

But Qin Yu's perception is far beyond that of ordinary people, he can clearly hear the voice of the woman's heart through the piano music.

It was a pure and dreamy picture scroll like the white clouds in the distant mountains, sometimes it was like a clear mountain stream, cold and pure.

Of course, this is only a small part, more of it is fear, confusion, panic, and despair!

Years of tragic experiences have made them ignorant of the outside world. While maintaining a pure heart, they have a little more negative emotions towards the darkness of the world.

Fortunately, none of this is a problem...

Such a state of mind, for most people in the world, is already rare to see pure and clean.

Especially after being tortured and suffering, it is really rare that there is not too much resentment and malice!

After the song was over, the woman looked at Qin Yu anxiously, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fortunately, Qin Yu's expression didn't look ugly at the moment, and the faint smile on the corner of her mouth was so reassuring, it instantly made her feel much more stable.

"The music is played so well!" Qin Yu said suddenly, looking down at the woman.

The woman panicked when she heard the words, and before she could say anything, she saw Qin Yu and said, "But I'm very satisfied!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was at a loss, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Qin Yu's gourd.

Qin Yu didn't explain, but turned around and said, "Go get some clean clothes for them to change into!"

Feng Qingcheng came here, took a look at these women, smiled into two crescents, nodded and said: "Yes, Son of God!"

Afterwards, he took them to the other side of the hill, dug out a cave with divine power, and drilled in.

Qin Yu went back to sit under the rock, closed his eyes, thoughts drifted in his mind, sometimes with a smile on his mouth, and sometimes with a reminiscence on his face.

It's like falling into a dream, where there are flowers everywhere, Yiren looks back!

Not long after, when Feng Qingcheng stood in front of Qin Yu with twelve women, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Regardless of how disdainful the style of the Paradise Cave is, there is indeed something extraordinary in this vision of choosing women.

I heard that these women were all selected when they were young, but now that they have grown up, they are all first-class beauties. They are all wearing plain white dresses at this moment, and their faces have been washed clean, more like lotus flowers.

There is a bit of unpretentious natural charm in the eyebrows and eyes, and a bit of strength in the weakness, like a weak stamen after a storm, which makes people feel pity.