The sister was annoyed when she heard the words: "If you dream, I won't marry you even if I die, so you still have to die."
The male cultivator didn't feel annoyed, he still looked like a hippie smile: "Sister Xueer, your family has already agreed to this young master's marriage proposal. With the words of your parents' matchmaking, even if you don't agree, it won't work. Haha, your patriarch is looking forward to you marrying into my Dongfang family as soon as possible. I did not treat your family wrongly, and promised to give them three profound techniques and a shop."
The female cultivator said angrily: "You are relying on the identity of the Eastern family, huh, the patriarch promises you, you go to the patriarch, he also has a daughter, you can marry her, I would rather die than marry you. You If you push me again, I will die here. I know that you are proficient in collecting yin and replenishing yang. Several female cultivators have already died in your hands. Your current level of cultivation is entirely dependent on women."
Hearing this, the male Xiu couldn't keep smiling anymore, and said in a furious voice, "Bitch, how dare you be so presumptuous, this young master sees you as your good fortune, I tell you, if you dare to play tricks with me again, Ben The young master killed both your parents. Hmph, toast and not eat or drink fine wine. Cousin, grab this bitch for me, and I will slowly clean up her when I go back."
Dongfang Wugui had guessed the general idea after hearing the words. The male Xiu Zhuji should be a member of the Eastern family, and relying on the power of the Eastern family, he would forcibly marry the female sister known as Xueer. However, the purpose of the man to marry a wife is to supplement. Cultivation world's harvesting and replenishing techniques are divided into collecting yin and replenishing yang and collecting yang and replenishing yin. They are sorceries that harm others and benefit themselves, which can plunder the true energy of others to promote one's own cultivation.
Tonic techniques firstly need to be cultivated with the same attributes or mutual coexistence. Those who are supplemented may suffer serious damage from repairing, and may die in severe cases. That male cultivator should have poor aptitude, and even the resources of the Eastern family were not enough to satisfy his cultivation, so he chose this evil way to improve his cultivation level. Listening to Na Xue'er, the male cultivator should have already Several female nuns were killed because of tonic.
The sister's family seemed to sacrifice her because of the conditions set by the Eastern family, and sacrificed her marriage and even her life for the so-called family interests. Dongfang Wugui couldn't help but think of the situation of her parents at the time: it was the Eastern family again, only this time. It is for a certain member. It seems that this person must be the descendant of an important member of the family. The cousin should be a sideman, just a bodyguard.
Dongfang Wugui saw the arrogance of the male cultivator and the pitiful appearance of the female cultivator, and couldn't help but get angry from his heart. Since he had already attacked the Dongfang family, he didn't care about killing one or two more. Now that he saw it, he couldn't allow this to happen. He immediately flew from the ground with Yujian to the three people parked in the hole.
The golden core monk also discovered Dongfang Wugui. He still disguised his cultivation as the first level of the golden core stage, so the golden core monk did not care about his existence at all. Hearing the son's order, the man's body shook and he was about to attack the woman's body, but at this moment, he found him flying over, his brows were slightly frowned, and his figure stopped temporarily.
The sister was staring nervously at the golden core monk. When the golden core figure moved, she immediately drove the five petal-shaped magical weapon to intercept, but then the golden core figure returned to the air. She didn't seem to have moved at all in the same place, she took back the petal magical artifacts in a rush.
The foundation-building monk with a gloomy expression frowned and looked at the golden core monk. The golden core monk hurriedly explained: "Someone is here, it's the golden core monk."
Only for a moment, the foundation-building monk also saw Dongfang Wugui, and said with a disdain: "What's afraid of, it's only Level 1 of the Golden Core Stage. Hmph, I don't believe that anyone dares to take care of the affairs of my Eastern family. Just do him."
The nun originally thought that there was a savior, but she couldn't help becoming paler when she heard the son's words. Dongfang Wugui also heard the son's words, which instead strengthened his determination to kill the other party. In a blink of an eye, he had flown among the three and looked at the golden core monk and said, "The Daoist is a golden core monk, how can you bully a woman in the foundation building period?"
Brother Jindan hadn’t spoken yet, and the son-in-law had pointed to the badge on his chest and said frivolously: “So what, boy, you can see clearly, I belong to the Eastern family, and you can’t control the things here. Just rely on it. You still want to be a hero to save the United States. If the young master is in a good mood today, I will spare your life and leave the storage bag to roll quickly, otherwise, the young master will let you stay here."
Dongfang Wuhui had six bulging storage bags on his body, which contained various monster materials. Because it was loaded with things, it was naturally unable to enter the space of good fortune, which immediately aroused the greed of the young man. The sister also said anxiously: "Thank you fellow daoist, you should leave as soon as possible. He is the grandson of the head of the Changxing Branch of the Eastern Family."
Dongfang Wugui didn't say much, and directly sent his life flying sword to attack the golden core monk. Brother Jindan’s mother is an offshoot of the Eastern Branch. He does not have a surname at all. Therefore, in the Eastern Branch, he can only be regarded as a peripheral member and is not taken seriously. It's just protecting a middle-grade magic weapon given by the patriarch of the son and elder brother.
Of course, the most important thing is that the Golden Core monk never thought that Dongfang Wugui would dare to take action. The Eastern family was a behemoth in the entire continent, especially in the eastern part of the mainland, no one dared to challenge the authority of the Eastern family. When his natal flying sword flew towards the Golden Core monk a few meters away, the monk hurriedly took out a quasi-magical fire shield to resist it.
The fire attribute magic weapon originally attacked the strong and defended the weak. The monk rushed to fight, and the shield had no time to inject enough true energy. Naturally, he was unable to resist the premeditated attack of Dongfang Wugui's natal Flying Sword. Feijian pierced the shield without stopping, and pierced into the monk's body. The monk opened his incredible eyes, but had already lost his life.
Seeing Dongfang Wugui's sudden move, the son-in-law couldn't help being surprised and hurriedly said in horror: "What are you going to do, you know that my great grandfather is the Patriarch of the Changxing Branch, a strong soldier at the rank of gods, are you going to challenge my Dongfang family? "
Seeing this scene, the female sister couldn't believe it and looked at Dongfang Wugui, with both surprise and worry in her eyes. He didn't explain, nor ignored the intimidation of the son's elder brother, and controlled the flying sword to stab the monk directly. The highest-level magic weapon that can be used by the high-ranking foundation is only a spiritual weapon, and Dongzi's shield is instantly pierced by his flying sword. However, just as the flying general was about to stab the opponent, a majestic aura suddenly appeared on the young man's body.
The breath that appeared on the son of the son actually made Dongfang Wugui’s fateful flying sword stop in the air and unable to make an inch. Then, an imaginary figure suspended on the head of the son, and roared angrily: "Junior, you dare to challenge my Dongfang family, today I want you to frustrate your bones and grind your soul."
The pressure released by the illusory figure made Dongfang Wugui's whole body seem to be bound by invisible power, and he could not escape. The unlucky god’s voice came: "It’s a distraction, a distraction at the level of a soldier. It seems that this person really values this kid. But this kid’s aptitude is really bad. However, this distraction is just a very weak point. God is much weaker than the distraction that took away Lao Tzu's body."
Dongfang Wugui believes in the vision of the unlucky god, but no matter how weak the distraction is, it is also the distraction of the gods. It is not that he can resist now. He can only ask with a wry smile: "God, I am now It’s just the Golden Core Stage, what should I do now, I seem to be bound and cannot escape at all."