The pretty woman's expression when she spoke was not only high-spirited. The look he looked at Zong Shou was also extremely intense. It was as if Zong Shou was already her property.
"If you agree, I may not be able to help you seize the position of the Demon King of Qiantian Mountain. But before you become the Earth Wheel Six Meridians Martial Sect, whoever dares to kill you, I will kill him!"
Yin Yang was even more vigilant, and said in deep thought: "The furnace cauldron Yuan Fei? May I ask, girl, is it from the Xuanshui Demon Sect or the Yuan Demon Temple? Or is it the Tanshan Shao Demon—"
"It's the Tanshan Qiling Sect, the Shao Mo Sect you call it!"
The woman raised her chin proudly and glared at Yin Yang fiercely, as if she was very dissatisfied with the magic word that came out of his mouth.
"I won't change my name in business, and I won't change my surname in office. Zhao Yanran, the chief disciple of Qiling Sect, went down the mountain under the orders of his master to seek the source of the fetus!"
Yin Yang gave a bitter smile, but his eyes were cold and without any warmth: "So, Miss Yanran is planning to practice the method of the noble sect's mysterious demon incubation, in order to break through the realm of heaven in one fell swoop? I just heard that , the method of Guizong has always been about death or injury. Even if a person who is a Yuan Fei can survive, his cultivation will be completely useless. There are almost no exceptions-"
"Of course! It has been recorded in the ancestor's legacy. The life and death outcome between the person who planted the fetus and the Yuan Fei of the furnace is a number of seven or three. However, so far, in our sect, only one person has been able to successfully survive the furnace. That’s it. There are so many similar methods in the world, which one is not like this? It’s just that you don’t have any other choice now?”
When she said this, Zhao Yanran glanced sideways at Zong Shou again: "If you accept my fetal seed, your body with two veins can be suppressed by the grandmaster before! Regardless of martial arts and spiritual methods, you can advance by leaps and bounds. If you don't want to, I will kill you now. My embryonic seed is the twelve phantom fire lotus seeds that the master personally went down 30,000 feet into the ground and took for sacrifice. It is born with pure phantom flame evil power. Once planted, it can Open the seven meridians within half a year. The choice is all up to you!"
Chuxue Liu frowned slightly, feeling secretly chilled. This Zhao Yanran seemed to have no pity for other people's lives, and just regarded it as an ordinary thing. When talking about killing people, his tone is also terrifyingly flat.
Thinking back again, the few warriors who were buried among the wolves were just performing a show. He couldn't help but feel chills all over his body, and unconsciously took a step closer to Zong Shou.
She was not afraid of killing, but she was really afraid of the woman in front of her.
After all, he is a character who is recognized as a member of the Demon Sect. Both his temperament and methods are terrifyingly weird.
Just when I feel the coldness seems to invade my bone marrow. Zong Shou patted her on the shoulder, and Chu Xue immediately felt a warmth in her body. Only then did she realize that she had been captured by this woman's spirit unconsciously. Then he saw the young man next to him, and said with a calm expression: "Choose me to be the cauldron? Has Miss Yanran really thought about it? Are you not afraid that in the future, all the years of hard work will be usurped by me?"
When Zhao Yanran heard this, she said coldly: "Whether it is martial arts cultivation or soul method cultivation, the word 'not afraid' is important. I am seven and you are three, it is either life or death. How can there be so many people who are timid? Win. Of course it's best to win, and it doesn't matter if you lose. Zong Shou, you are the most talented person I have seen in the past sixteen years. Unfortunately, you are trapped by your bloodline and it is difficult to achieve anything in your life. If you are a loser, I will not If you can't win, you deserve it! In short, the better you are in the future, the happier I, Zhao Yanran, will be!"
"The more outstanding you are, the happier you are? Haha, the Yuan Fei made from phantom fire lotus seeds, to be honest, is really a bit exciting."
Zong Shou smiled slightly, and the next moment, his face was stern: "When you're done, get out of here!"
To say it is heart-warming is no lie. The phantom fire lotus is indeed a good thing. It is even more tempting to rush into the realm of the secret martial artist in one fell swoop.
Even if no one else intervenes to help, he is 99% sure that it will backfire on the fetus owner.
It's just that once the mysterious demon's embryo-embedding method and the phantom fire lotus are used, it is equivalent to firmly limiting one's future path.
As far as he knew, the fetal seed was somewhat in conflict with his Yuan-swallowing method.
More importantly, he was thoroughly annoyed by this woman's madness. That slightly manic, condescending tone, and the demeanor of having everything under control made him displeased—
Chuxue secretly rejoiced, holding the sword with her hand and staring at Zhao Yanran warily. The sword claws on her left hand were also slightly open.
Zhao Yanran was obviously startled, looking at Zong Shou in disbelief. It seemed that he did not expect that his proposal would be rejected. After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yanran did not kill directly, but frowned: "Why did you refuse? With Zongshou's ruthlessness when you killed the soul master, you shouldn't refuse. But the conditions I offered are not enough? Or? Are you actually a coward? No, if that's the case, you should agree to it—"
Zong Shou sneered and didn't bother to explain. A battle was inevitable today anyway. He looked deeply at the woman's injuries.
The medicine he prepared is not very toxic. But it is extremely penetrating. Once it is contaminated, it is like a gangrene attached to the bone and is extremely difficult to eliminate.
Even for an innate martial artist, after this quarter of an hour, it should be effective.
Even Yin Yang, an eighth-level secret martial artist, is barely qualified to fight against Zhao Yanran. Today's battle still has a certain chance of winning.
The chance of winning is about nine to one, Zhao Yanran is nine, and the three of them only have one.
Zhao Yanran talked to herself for a moment, but her expression gradually calmed down. Instead of taking action, he smiled sweetly: "Whether you are willing to do it or not, let's wait until you hear me play a piece of music before you decide—"
He actually took out several Dongxiao sticks with different styles and textures from his waist. Then, as if it was difficult to choose, he looked extremely serious and looked between these caves.
"Which one should I choose?"
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows lightly, and he knew at a glance that this person was indeed an expert in music. The same Xiao music, played with different Dongxiao flutes, will produce different charms. The iron flute is thick, the bamboo flute is ethereal, and the jade flute is crisp, each with its own characteristics.
As far as he knew, the so-called Tanshan Qiling Sect had passed down several musical secrets since ancient times to hurt people with their music.
With only a brief thought in his mind, he guessed what this woman was planning. Zong Shou looked under him, smiled directly and said: "Miss Yanran, if you can't find a suitable flute, I have one here. I guarantee that you will be satisfied!"
Su Chuxue was slightly startled, wondering when did they bring this thing with them? She and Yin Yang are both determined to improve in martial arts. As for the young master himself, he has never been touched.
After a while, he finally woke up and realized something. His cheeks immediately turned red and he spat secretly, cursing Zong Shou in his heart. It was really obscene.
Zhao Yanran didn't realize it at all. It only took a moment to take one of the jade flutes in her hand, and with an extremely calm expression, she put the blow hole to her lips.
When the sound of Xiao first started, it was cold and ethereal, but it was like an intermittent gossamer, low and weak, and continuous.
Yin Yang and Chu Xue were both on guard. However, after just listening for a moment, I unconsciously fell into trance.
Gradually the voice sounded like weeping, which subconsciously gave rise to sadness.
Zong Shou is the weakest among the three, but he always smiles calmly. There is a black cloud pattern flying knife in the sleeve, which is always looming.
My own path is myself, and I will not be fooled by the sound of the flute. However, a moment later, memories suddenly came flooding back to his mind. He was completely off guard and his mind was immersed in it.
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