In front of the Xuanhunzong headquarters building under the mountain, Zhang Feng paid a visit to Zhang Feng, but in the Chang's villa in the middle of the mountain, Chang Wenxin holding a binoculars, his heart raised his throat.
"No, I want to go down the mountain!"
Throwing away the binoculars, Chang Wenxin turned and ran.
Before reaching the door of the room, the door was pushed open from the outside. Two women in sportswear appeared at the door, in their thirties, both with cold faces, like the landlord who was owed rent.
They are also disciples of the Profound Soul Sect, but they also have an additional identity, guarding Chang Wenxin's guard.
"Miss, the lord has ordered, you can't leave the room."
One of the women said coldly, meaningless at all.
"Are you blind?"
Chang Wenxin fingered the window behind him, and snarled anxiously, "Zhang Feng is here, and he is fighting with his ancestors. A major event is about to happen. I'm still here, watching the blood flow down the mountain?"
The two women still kept their faces cold, and the voice that said in a deep voice: "Miss, the lord has ordered that you can't leave the room no matter what happens."
"It's dead!"
Chang Wenxin's angry hair was about to stand up.
After holding back for two days, without dressing up, his hair was messy like weeds. At this time, he was angry and looked like a lion.
The little princess of Xuanhunzong froze, and few disciples of the sect dared to face it.
However, the two women outside the door were like robots, completely unmoved, and involuntarily took the door to the room and locked it from the outside.
Chang Wenxin kicked the door with angrily. The quality of the door was very good, but it was not broken.
I was worried that Zhang Feng would be injured, and that Zhang Feng would go mad and slaughter in the Profound Soul Sect. I also worried that his father and grandpa would be injured as a result, and even...
"I, I must not stay here and look foolishly!"
Chang Wenxin took a deep breath, ran into the bathroom, smashed a powder fist, smashed the mirror with one fist, grabbed a piece of debris, and strode back to the door of the room.
"Open the door!"
"Miss, the lord said..."
"If you don't let me go, I will cut off my neck!"
"..."
After a period of silence, there was the sound of the door lock turning, and two women like ice cubes appeared again.
Seeing Chang Wenxin actually put a mirror fragment across her neck, she immediately shocked the two of them.
"Miss, you
Don't be foolish, life is only once, it is absolutely not worth suicide for a man. Exclaimed the woman who had not spoken.
Now the two of them couldn't keep their cold attitude, and their faces were anxious.
"Let me go down the mountain, otherwise I will cut off the carotid artery!" Chang Wenxin shouted, holding his head high, the fragments really cut through the skin, leaving a blood stain.
The two women did not dare to hesitate, and quickly let the door open.
Chang Wenxin walked out of the room hurriedly, always maintaining a casually cross-neck posture, facing the two of them, walking backwards to the top of the stairs, and went downstairs.
Until the door of the villa, the two women followed Chang Wenxin, and the three of them maintained a confrontational posture, all the way to the underground parking lot.
"If you dare to get close to me, I'll... I'll die for you to see!" Chang Wenxin was anxious, and then pulled a blood stain on her neck.
The two women looked at each other, turned around together, and left the parking lot.
Chang Wenxin breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the blood marks on her neck, jumped into a bright yellow Lamborghini sports car, started the car, and saved the warm-up. He kicked the accelerator and rushed out of the parking lot amid the roar of the engine. .
At this time, in front of the Xuanhunzong headquarters building, Zhang Feng knelt down on one knee to meet Master Yue Zhang, Chang Wuyi. The scene was very quiet for a time. People on both sides did not expect him to do this.
"That... that..."
Chang Wuyi was stunned, and he couldn't say anything. As the master of the Profound Soul Sect, he never expected that the new sect of the mortal enemy, the dark night gate, advocated Feng, and would actually visit him.
Although the purpose was not pure, it was still to grab a woman, but in my heart, there was some inexplicable comfort, and I didn't know what was going on.
"Master Yue, please betroth Wenxin to me!"
Zhang Feng clasped his fists and shouted, with a voice of innocence, and hurried back in the square.
No matter how many people on both sides, in the deafening roar, they feel double ringing in the ears, chest tightness...
It's so awesome!
Everyone understood that Zhang Feng's bow was just a gesture, but it was actually threatening you.
If you don't agree, you will think about the consequences.
Chang Wuyi has nothing to do with him. He turned his head to look at his father Chang Qiankun. However, they turned their heads and looked towards the sky, as if it had nothing to do with them.
Looking at the ancestor Changtian, they were rubbing their chests there, and they didn't mean to intervene at all.
Finally, lift the weight
The person who bears it is still...
"This... The two are family feuds. Getting married... I'm afraid it's wrong." Chang Wuyi thought for a while, but still took up the arrogance of the lord and said high-sounding words.
Zhang Feng immediately got up, waved his big hand, and the light reappeared.
A ray of blue light was like a laser, and it shot straight towards a marble statue on the left, with an inch of light piercing through it, and an explosion immediately occurred.
The five-meter-high humanoid statue was blown to pieces in an instant, and the gravel with a human head even flew up to an altitude of 20 to 30 meters.
Zhang Feng stands tall, with gravel in the sky as his back, with boundless domineering.
There was the sound of gravel falling to the ground, no one made a sound, and the atmosphere did not dare to make a mouthful.
Chang Tian looked at him blankly, and silently calculated the consequences of taking this trick.
Chang Qiankun's mouth twitched, secretly rejoicing.
Chang Wuyi's face is pale...
Thousands of people in the Profound Soul Sect bowed their heads like their parents died.
Only now did they understand that Zhang Feng hadn't exerted all his strength, otherwise the two old patriarchs would have already met the ancestor, and it would even be a problem that a few of the more than 1,000 people present could survive.
"Master Yue, please marry me Chang Wenxin!"
Zhang Feng clasped his fists and saluted again, the kamikaze and fiery armor on his body clashed.
Chang Wuyi, who looked at Zhang Feng with no gods, sighed for a long while, "For the foundation of my Profound Soul Sect, this Sect Master... promise!"
The voice spread, and the dark night door shook the sky, celebrating the victory on the spot.
On the side of the Profound Soul Sect, there were thousands of people, and their morale fell to the bottom. Some clenched their fists and were extremely angry.
Lost, completely lost.
Not only lost the battle, but was also taken away from the little princess.
The entire Profound Soul Sect went up and down, embarrassed...
However, what they didn't expect was that Zhang Feng did not take away the arrogance of Mrs. Yazhai, and bowed to Chang Wuyi again.
"Master Yue Zhang, I, Zhang Feng, swear here. From this moment on, the enmity between the Dark Night Gate and the Profound Soul Sect will be wiped out. No one is allowed to mention the past. At the same time, Zhang Feng will also give out a certain amount of money, specifically It is used to compensate both parties. If there is a brother who died in battle and became disabled because of the hatred of both parties, I will compensate, and I will never miss one person."
With a firm tone of voice, the Profound Soul Sect and the Dark Night Gate everyone was stunned on the spot, and there was no response for a long time.
(End of this chapter)