The official match of this seat is not you

The red petals fluttered and fell to the ground one after another.Miao Miao's voice hummed in a low voice, but no one could ignore it.

Amidst the petals and the sound of the zither, a sedan chair was carried by eight people. Just by the bloody and evil aura on those people, they would definitely not know what ordinary guards were. A few people flitted across the sky, and followed closely behind. The only ones were ten elegantly dressed and beautiful women, while following the sedan chair, they fiddled with the strings of the zither one after another.

These women are lucky to get one, let alone ten at a time.Such an indescribable but absolutely impressive ostentation made people wonder which family's fairy descended to earth or the emperor's daughter wanted to choose a husband.

In the sect, Wu Yan, a beautiful fairy (false) and an angry and abandoned husband (true), tried his best to pretend to be the leader of the otherworldly leader Fan, and he will continue to pretend to be the leader of the demon cult even if he is divorced. There is no license, but it is recognized, and you have to be dignified enough to find fault, and you must not lose the momentum of the Demon Cult.

Even if he gave up Leng Yu's crooked neck tree and ran towards the big breasts of the soft girl, he still had to ask him clearly that Wu Yan was never a person who could just throw it away casually. If that guy really regretted it, then he He just slapped him in the face with a good-looking divorce letter after writing it eighteen times, and then married ten or eight soft girls to make him mad.Depend on!If he doesn't get angry, does he really think he is a soft persimmon? If he wants to sleep, he has to sleep coldly.

Wu Yan can get over some trivial matters, but he is by no means a greasy white lotus. After being divorced for no reason, he can calmly accept Leng Yu and fall into the arms of a soft girl.It was the first time he fell in love with someone, and he was still a guy younger than himself. Even if he could let go of this relationship, he couldn't let it go so vaguely.

He pinched the corners of his red clothes a little wrinkled. From the outside, Wu Yan with a straight waist looks absolutely tall and tall. Even Mo Xuan, who can see Wu Yan's side face from outside the sedan chair, has to admit their leader Even if it is taken out, it will not lose the face of the Demon Sect. Mo Xuan blames himself a little. The killers of the entire Demon Sect, from Mr. Zhang to every branch, blame themselves very much. If they hadn't agreed with the leader and Leng Yu Marriage, and wanting to match the two again and again, then their leader will not be so easy to be with Leng Yu.

In particular, Mr. Zhang has received more "care" recently. Not to mention that he can't eat a piece of reed chicken every day, and the dishes he brings are all dishes he doesn't like. After drawing two beards, looking at Wu Yan's face that had lost a lot of weight recently, Mr. Zhang sighed, but he didn't take action to teach those little bastards who had nothing to do with his graffiti.

A few beautiful girls flew to the main hall of the Tianxiameng, flying over the sky like a flying fairy, sprinkled a piece of red petals, the gate was kicked open by Mo Xuan, a red blanket was spread on the bluestone board, and the carpet covered with petals On the road, a sedan chair carried by eight malevolent men fluttered down. Such a big scene made all the hall masters who were still discussing where the leader went ran out one after another to see what happened.

Seeing the emblem-like sedan chair and the emblem-like black flame decoration on the visitor, the members of the Tianxia League looked at each other and understood the identity of the visitor.That's right, in the arena, the only ones who can afford such ostentation are Wu Yan from the Devil's Sect or Leng Yu from the Righteous Way, who can carry the sedan chair among the eight top Jianghu masters. Yes, it is a question of who to send out to negotiate in this way.

"I don't know why the leader of the Demon Cult came here?" Lin Ying, the fairy Yun who was standing beside her, came out and asked first, her eyes swept across the faces of the ten girls imperceptibly, and compared her own appearance, there was a hint of resentment in her eyes. The women were all beautiful, even prettier than herself, which made her, who had always been proud, a little bit unsteady.

"When is it the turn of a woman to come out to take charge of this majestic world alliance? Or is it too busy to hug the beauty?" Mo Xuan replied directly, making Lin Ying's face red and white in an instant, looking at Mo Xuan's face could spew fire.

"You... are just a man who was dumped by Leng Yu. What face do you have to run wild in our Tianxia League!" Lin Ying was about to say something, but she was hit on the chest by a palm from inside the sedan chair, and immediately fainted with a big mouthful of blood Dyed white clothes.

The curtain in front of the sedan chair was lifted, a black boot stepped on the red carpet, a man in red stood in front of the Tianxiameng people, his not-so-good face looked neither coquettish nor glaring, but he was in harmony with The overly dazzling bright red complements each other perfectly, no one can ignore Wu Yan like this.Wu Yan's straight body was like a proud phoenix, shining brightly. Originally, he just hated ordinary people, but he didn't feel timid in front of the huge world alliance.

"I don't know when the leader of the alliance in this world has changed. Could it be that the surname of the alliance in this world is now changed from Leng to Lin?" Wu Yan knew that this woman looked like a fairy but was definitely more scheming than a fairy. Yu once told him little by little about the power distribution of the Tianxia League in his ear, how could the husband who is the leader of the alliance not know such a simple thing, but now everything seems to be just a memory, he Wu Yan is just the object of Leng Yu's teasing, hehe, shouldn't he still thank Leng Yu for looking up to him.

Wu Yan's hands behind his back were clenched into fists, and his unstable mood made the dark sword in his heart ready to move. He wanted to sacrifice the sword with the blood of these people. Leng Yu, you succeeded. I can't afford it, but I It's not that I can't let go.

"Demonic monsters, dare to come to our Tianxia League to make troubles. You really think that there is no one in the Tianxia League!" Lin Ying can be called the dream lover of everyone in the Tianxia League. She is called Fairy Yun and naturally has many admirers. Seeing that she was injured, these people glared at Wu Yan.

"That's right! The Devil's Cult has come to attack us. Are we going to wait for him to step through the way of the sword and smash the spirit card of the founder of the League before we can reason with them?"

People from the Tianxiameng talked a lot, and the eyes of a group of people watching the Devil's Cult burst into flames.

Wu Yan didn't care about those Tianxiameng people who were clamoring to kill him. He only came here for one purpose. He called Leng Yu out and made it clear to his face. If these people really wanted to entangle him, he didn't mind using them. The blood sacrificial sword, anyway, there are not many good ones in the whole Tianxiameng, and it doesn't feel bad to kill him.Wu Yan's eyes flickered red, and a sword gleaming with black light appeared in his hand out of nowhere, his whole demeanor became dark, and he looked sinister and awe-inspiring with his bright red clothes.

"If you really want to fight, I will accompany you, but I don't know how many people's blood you will use to water the sword of the underworld?" Wu Yan's black hair fluttered in the air, and his ordinary face seemed to have a touch of beauty out of thin air. , The smile on the corner of the mouth is the expectation of drinking human blood.

The faint breath only revealed half of it, and the danger leaked from Ming Jian and Wu Yan Wu Yan made everyone's hairs stand on end.Lin Ying, who was underestimated before, is now full of awe. This person is not as weak as they thought, and what's more, Wu Yan seems to be able to beat him in the entire Tianxia League.

It's just that despite this understanding, the Tianxiameng, who is used to being domineering in the arena, will not admit defeat so cowardly. , Facing Wu Yan, everyone in the Tianxia League drew their swords, and the members of the Demon Cult were not to be outdone. Even the ten beautiful beauties had their swords in their hands. The two sides faced each other and were ready to go. repressed.

Wu Yan stood alone in front of the demon sect, and he alone made the people of Tianxiameng full of vigilance, and now all the strong aura that had been restrained deliberately was released, which shocked everyone in Tianxiameng. The leader will have such a big aura.

"Wait!" The crowd parted, and an old man with white beard approached slowly from behind leaning on a cane, "The lord disappeared after leaving that letter. Where are you, please do your best to find out, my lord, I will reconcile and worship the sun to bring back the lord."

The old man looked quite old, and the people around him were very respectful to him. Wu Yan looked at the old man's expression and didn't want to fake it. He suppressed the bloodthirsty feeling. His face paused for a moment, then he turned around and sat back in the sedan chair, but Wu Yan's mood did not calm down. He closed his eyes filled with red light, and Wu Yan seemed to be able to feel the feeling of wanting to drink blood. He almost couldn't suppress Ming Jian who was clamoring to drink blood.

As expected, it is the sword of the most evil in this world. It seems that he has not fully mastered it. Wu Yan is not afraid that this sword will hurt him, but he is still afraid that one day he will be controlled by this sword and hurt innocent people.

Mo Xuan understood what Wu Yan meant. It seemed that Wu Yan believed the old man's words and put down the car curtain, but the old man pulled out a thin letter paper from his cuff, stepped forward and handed it to Mo Xuan, "This is Please also hand over the letter left by Leader Leng to His Excellency the Leader."

The sedan chair was lifted, Wu Yan opened the letter, it was indeed Leng Yu's handwriting, Wu Yan frowned, Leng Yu is not a person who can avoid, and he will not just write something like this and disappear without a trace, So where did that person go now?

Wu Yan grabbed the letter, crumpled it, and tore it into pieces one by one.When he could barely see a single word, Wu Yan threw it out with an unclear smile, Leng Yu, you want me to end in such a vague way, it's impossible!

The fragments were blown away behind the sedan chair by the wind, turning into a shower of paper rain...

And Leng Yu, who followed Leng Tianqi to this unknown place, was secretly worried in his heart. He didn't know if his letter had stopped Wu Yan's footsteps, but now that he couldn't appear freely, he could only pray secretly, even though he never He doesn't believe in God, but now he can only pray to those gods to make Wu Yan give up looking for him.

Wu Yan, please be safe and forget about me.