Heavenly Divine Secrets

Chapter 63: Delayed, deserved

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Mr. Lu also smiled, and said: "Even if the other boys don't kill him, Wu Qiyue will wake up sooner or later. A man stands in the world, relying on his strength, not his face."

You Ye nodded, and said: "This is indeed a ridiculous episode. It seems that Wu Qiyue's heart is not mature. Before the re-ranking of the Qianlong list next year, I will test her opinion and see if she is interested in the Qianlong list. Interested. If she can not participate, I can pay a certain amount of compensation to ensure that Fu Zhuo can keep the position of the four kings."

Mr. Lu nodded, and said: "Then Yang Qingxuan... the young master wants to help him to be on the Qianlong list?"

You Ye said: "The Qianlong list ranks one hundred, and the next ninety are all rubbish. At most, I am only optimistic about the top ten. If this Yang Qingxuan has the potential to enter the top ten, it is worth my investment in him, otherwise I will invest in him." There's no need for that anymore."

Mr. Lu said in a daze, "The top ten must be at the level of Fang Chen. Last year, Fang Chen was just like the young master, and succeeded in the challenge. After all, his master is Elder Lu Jiangpeng."

You Ye smiled coldly, and said: "If jade is not polished, it cannot be made into a weapon. It is not so easy to be in the top ten of Qianlong list. Let Cui Zhirong play."

Mr. Lu was shocked and shouted: "He? Then this, this, isn't this a direct sentence of Yang Qingxuan's death sentence?"

You Ye said: "If he can defeat Cui Zhirong, then he will definitely be in the top ten of the Qianlong list in the future. If he can't win, then that's it. There are tens of thousands of students in Tiancong Academy, and there are many geniuses. I can find other people. In this world , there is no shortage of geniuses, what is lacking is—a peerless genius!"

Mr. Lu heard cold sweat on his forehead, and immediately cupped his hands and said, "Yes! I'll inform Cui Zhirong right away."

In the lounge of the gambling arena, Yang Qingxuan was meditating with his eyes closed, when suddenly a figure walked in, he sniffed the tip of his nose lightly, and immediately smelled the faint smell of powder, opened his eyes, looked at Wen Wen and smiled.

Wen Wen turned pale, stared at him for a while, and said, "You shouldn't come here again."

Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "But I want credits."

Wen Wen said: "In this way, you will lose your life."

Yang Qingxuan said seriously: "But if the credits have to be fought for, I can only choose to come."

Wen Wen was taken aback for a moment, then fell silent.

Everyone has their own path, their own difficulties, and their own choices. If possible, she would not want to be a maid in such a place, but does she have a choice

No.

Wen Wen returned to that unrestrained look, giggled, and said, "In that case, I wish you good luck." She turned around and left.

Because she didn't want to stay any longer, afraid of facing her own heart, afraid that she would cry out if she couldn't help it. Huge pressure weighed on her heart, it was difficult to breathe, she just wanted to find a place to vent.

After leaving Yang Qingxuan's lounge, Wen Wen was walking in Mingyue Villa, and suddenly saw three people approaching in front of him, the one who took the lead, with a wet and greasy face, was Cui Zhirong.

Wen Wen turned around and wanted to detour.

"stop!"

Cui Zhirong stared at her, and said with a sneer, "Where are you going?"

With a disgusted expression on his face, Wen Wen said coldly: "Where am I going, what does it matter to you?"

Cui Zhirong laughed angrily: "Haha, good, good. Then do you know where I am going? You can't imagine it in your dreams. I am going to the arena right now. I just got the order and sent me to tear up the one you brought. Little Fresh Meat, hahaha!"

"What?!"

Wen Wen trembled all over, his face turned pale, and said, "Impossible!"

Seeing Cui Zhirong's ferocious look, Wen Wen knew it was true, turned around and went to inform Yang Qingxuan to let him escape quickly.

Cui Zhirong grinned grimly and said with a snort, "Want to leave? Leave it to me!"

He stretched out his hand to grab it, and the air twisted in an instant, as if there was an extra suction cup, and the strong suction burst out suddenly, pulling Wen Wen's body and sucking it continuously.

"Excessive!"

Wen Wen yelled angrily, turned around, let the suction pull her body away, grabbed the air with both hands, a gleaming lancet appeared in her hand, and slashed down with the force of the impact!

"Haha, you want to kill me?"

Cui Zhirong's face was ferocious, full of cruelty, and said: "I'm afraid this idea has been around for a long time, right? But even if they are both in the early stage of Lingwu, their strengths are still very different. In the entire Cangnan Kingdom, in the scope of the early stage of Lingwu , this young master is absolutely invincible!"

Wen Wen was startled, the lancet covered Cui Zhirong's face and slashed down, but at a distance of three feet, it seemed to be split into a quagmire, the blade was caught in a force, sucked in, unable to extricate itself.

Not only the force of the knife, but even her whole body couldn't help but sink into that force.

She was shocked and said: "Your martial soul...!"

Cui Zhirong laughed wildly, and said: "Haha, my martial spirit is called 'sloppy water', no matter how powerful it is, once it is trapped in my martial spirit, it can't be displayed, let alone your early Lingwu, even the middle Lingwu A strong man like me can only turn his head and run away against Master Ben!"

He flicked his long sleeves, and an invisible force engulfed Wen Wen's body, and fell to the ground with a "bang", shattering the green bricks all over the floor.

Wen Wen sprayed a mouthful of blood on the spot, and then seeing the figure flashing, Cui Zhirong stepped forward and stepped on her back. Under the severe pain, she felt that her bones were all broken and her whole body lost consciousness.

Cui Zhirong stared at her with a greedy and domineering look in his eyes, licked his lips, and said in a hey voice: "I tell you to pretend to be noble, and I tell you not to fuck me. After I kill that Yang Qingxuan, I will enjoy you!"

He waved his hand and said, "Take it back to my room and prepare the whip and pepper water."

Two maids behind him immediately stepped forward and lifted Wen Wen from the ground. The two maids also had martial arts skills. Although Wen Wen's back was broken, they still grabbed her hands and carried her away.

Wen Wen's arms were erected, and his body was hanging limply. Seeing Cui Zhirong going to the gambling arena under his gloomy eyes, he smiled miserably and thought to himself: "Maybe this is my retribution, but it's just that I have hurt so many people." Man, I deserve what I deserve."

Thinking of Yang Qingxuan's appearance in her mind, she couldn't help feeling self-blame and regret. It's just that it was too late, her heart fell into the abyss, and she fell into boundless despair.

In the gambling arena, following the appearance of the host, there was a frantic shout, drowning the host's words like an ocean.

"Let that Yang Qingxuan come out to die!"

"Kill Yang Qingxuan to death! If Yang Qingxuan is not dead today, I will refund the money!"

"All my belongings have been suppressed by Yang Qingxuan to death, he must die today!"

All kinds of roars poured in, and the host also felt great pressure. He smiled embarrassingly at the audience, and then said loudly: "Then I won't talk nonsense. Next, I invite Yang Qingxuan and his opponent Cui Zhirong Play!"

(end of this chapter)