Blue Wind Continent, Leizhou-Tianlei Club.
After several battles, the Tianlei Guild today is very declining. There are only a few strong people in the spirit map realm, no more than before, the masters are like clouds, and more than a dozen strong spirit map realms stand side by side.
Nie Long regretted that he should not listen to the slander, which led to the blood disaster. Nowadays, the Tianlei Club, except for Mu Fengling, can hardly find any good seedlings. The roots of the Tianlei Club have been cut in half. !
If you don't quickly absorb the newly promoted evildoers, the Thunder will continue to sink and decline that day.
Nie Long wanted to pass the position of the headmaster to Mu Fengling, but Mu Fengling seemed to care less.
After several transmissions, Mu Fengling said that his goal is to cultivate and become a peerless powerhouse, which is Mu Fengling's goal. He is not uncommon to be the president.
In desperation, Nie Long had to force Mu Fengling to sit on the throne of this guild leader, and he himself announced the retreat to practice.
This time, it was a dead end, and Nie Long would no longer show up until the sect crisis.
Mu Fengling hardened his scalp and accepted the position of the chairman, so now the new owner of the Tianlei Club is Mu Fengling!
At this moment, the sun was shining brightly and the weather was very hot.
Mu Fengling issued an order for all the disciples to cultivate assiduously. Those who did not make progress within half a year were expelled from the sect.
His heart is always so indifferent, and there is no word for sympathy in his dictionary.
Mu Fengling has been practicing for a few days, and the spiritual energy in his body has been filled a lot. He seems to be getting closer and closer to the latter stage of the spiritual world.
Cultivating all the time is not Mu Fengling's usual style. He is also a human and needs rest.
Therefore, on this bright day, Mu Fengling, drinking and having fun in the Yong'an Hall, indifferently watched a group of dancers dancing in the Shenggeman.
Outside the door, a figure stepped in, knelt down, and reported with a fist: "Chairman, Song Qingyue, it seems to be here again today. It is still the same as yesterday, entangled and can't be driven away!"
Mu Fengling drank a glass of wine, glanced at the reporter, and said indifferently: "Kill him, don't you just solve everything?"
"This... President, the situation is a bit complicated, you should go out and have a look!"
Mu Fengling put down the cup, stood up, and flew away!
In the vast courtyard, a group of warriors surrounded Song Qingyue and launched a wheel war, attacking one by one.
However, Song Qingyue clenched her teeth and insisted, defeating one person after another, her clothes were stained red with blood, but she was still determined and refused to accept defeat.
"You, let me see Young Master Mu, I have something to say!"
Song Qingyue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said in a condensed voice.
"Hmph, stop dreaming, our president, you can see if you want to, hurry up! Otherwise, kill you!"
A young man shouted sharply, his fists gathered thunder power again, and he was ready to go.
The next moment, Mu Fengling came here, landing lightly, like a fallen leaf, light and fluttering, his light work, within the spiritual map, is no longer comparable.
When Song Qingyue saw Mu Fengling, it was as if she had seen hope. She quickly looked at Mu Fengling tenderly, and said softly: "Musong son, the little girl has something to say!"
Mu Fengling looked like a sharp sword, stabbing Song Qingyue, Song Qingyue did not dodge, her body trembled slightly, and said seriously: "Musch Mu... Since you fought against Ling Feng at the Pill Martial Conference, the little girl has always admired her, I know. , You are a person who is not afraid of the sky, and who will never admit defeat.
In the first battle, Ling Feng defeated you with tricks. In the second battle, you already defeated him. Your belief is what I admire. I really hope that I can stay by your side. Just being a maid, serving you tea and pouring water, I am also willing, Master Mu, can you give the little girl a chance! "
Mu Fengling glanced at her indifferently, squeezed her chin playfully, and smiled wickedly: "Want to be my maid? I don't have this kind of interest, you're looking for the wrong person!"
Song Qingyue's complexion did not change, she still wistfully stared at Mu Fengling intently, her eyes flushed, and she trembling in a low voice: "Mu son, at what price do you need to give this little girl this opportunity? No matter what I do, I do. Willing to give it a try!"
Mu Fengling glanced at Song Qingyue with sarcasm: "I remember, you seem to have a fiancé called Yin Liufeng, the purple qi is coming from the east, the vision of heaven and earth, his talent is not worse than mine, why don't you look for it? he?"
Song Qingyue bit her lip, her whole body stiffened. When she thought of Yin Liufeng, she had immediate regrets, just as she had abandoned Luo Xingchen's marriage contract back then!
She looked down on Luo Xingchen, now Luo Xingchen has risen and swept his peers.
She was disappointed with Yin Liufeng, who had lost her fighting spirit, but after she had just left, Yin Liufeng became a well-known evildoer!
She seems to be making herself up. She regrets it. What's the point
Will Luo Xingchen forgive her? Is Yin Liufeng still looking at her now
Song Qingyue knew that it was already impossible.
Now, she still wants to seize the last chance, she must find a strong arm to rely on, otherwise, she has no face and no sense of security.
In this world where the weak and the strong, she wants to be respected, at least, she also has some capital.
However, her human blood is in the vast Blue Wind Continent, and she has no conspicuous place.
Therefore, she has always had an obsession in her heart. In this life, she will either not marry someone or marry a real evildoer. Even if she is a concubine, she does not want to be looked down upon!
Now, Mu Fengling is her last chance. If she loses this chance, she really doesn't know who else in this Blue Wind Continent can tolerate her.
Song Qingyue bit her lip, immediately clenched her fist, and said coldly: "Yin Liufeng, no matter how evil he is, he has no fighting spirit. He has no heart to surpass others. He is too loose now and doesn't want to make progress. I don't like it anymore. He is!"
Immediately, Song Qingyue said to Mu Fengling with fascinating and intoxicating eyes: "You are the only one who is not afraid of challenges, even if Luo Xingchen and Jian Jinghong are so enchanting, you are fearless, I believe, As long as you give you time, sooner or later, you will be the first person in Blue Wind Continent. They are not worthy to compete with you!"
"Haha..." After hearing these flattering words, Mu Fengling didn't care. Instead, she smiled coldly and said indifferently, "The first person in Blue Wind Continent? Is this what you expect of me? Your vision, too. It's only that short, you don't know, what I yearn for is the supreme pinnacle, a small part of the Blue Wind Continent, which is a fart!
Mu Fengling's stern words shocked everyone's hearts. This son is really aspirational.
And Song Qingyue, who had been foolish for a long time, there was even more admiration in her eyes. She slapped herself quickly, not caring about the weird gazes of others, and lowered her voice: "Sorry, I am short-sighted, I underestimate you, I Now, the idol in my heart is only you! I still hope... Hope... You can give me a chance to follow you, even if you are a slave, I don’t care... You let me be a dog, do anything for you, let me I am willing to die too!"
Song Qingyue also made up her mind, gritted her teeth and said something like this, but everyone had to admire her perseverance.
However, everyone still hugged his arms playfully, not believing that Mu Fengling would agree.
At the next moment, Mu Fengling still glanced at her indifferently, and said coldly: "If you want to follow me, let me see your ability first. If you can hold a stick of incense in the Spiritual Image Realm, I will promise you. Request, how?"
Song Qingyue's face was pale, she was stunned for a long time, and finally clenched her fists and said firmly: "Okay!"
Luo Xingchen waved his hand. At the early stage of the Spiritual Image Realm in the sect, he suddenly smiled coldly and stood opposite Song Qingyue!
Immediately, the group of people dispersed, their eyes focused, waiting for a good show.
Song Qingyue's body trembled slightly, and she was not sure about her strength, but it was only the early stage of the Spiritual Realm.
However, following Mu Fengling became an obsession that she couldn't obliterate. She pointed at the spiritual realm with her sword, gritted her teeth, and finally stepped madly, rushing up, raging sword aura, stirring the gust of wind, and rushing to her opponent.
Her opponent waved his hand, and the lightning spread, disintegrating Song Qingyue's attack and vanishing it.
After that, the Lingtu Realm slapped out with a palm, Song Qingyue flew out, spewing blood violently, lying on the ground, her limbs weak, and she couldn't stand up even if she wanted to stand.
She gritted her teeth, supported by faith, with a hysterical growl: "Ah—"
She stood up abruptly.
However, before she stood firm, another palm print blasted out, and she fell again tragically. This time, her face was bloodless, her breath languished, and she almost died away.
"Hi..." A group of onlookers, hugging their arms, shook their heads, expressing sympathy.
Mu Fengling said indifferently: "Abolish her!"
Whoosh!
The Spiritual Image Realm swept to Song Qingyue's body and melted into her dantian with a palm, destroying her sea of qi.
She screamed, and the cold wind brushed her cheek.
Then, her hands and feet were all screwed off, completely and completely turned into a waste!
Mu Fengling's nature is cold, and she glanced at her at this moment, mockingly said: "Only you? I want to subdue my followers, you are not worthy!"
Mu Fengling turned around and flew away without hesitation, disappearing into the crowd.
After that, a group of warriors from the Tianlei Club smacked sympathetically, shook their heads, and left.
"What about her?"
"What else can I do, throw it out to feed the dog! Don't dirty the land where the sky thunder meets!"
Song Qingyue gritted her teeth stubbornly and wriggled little by little on the ground.
"You don't need to rush, I will go by myself!"
"Hey... I'm gone, let her crawl slowly, really..."
Everyone shook their heads, and left with a sigh.
There was heavy rain in the sky, Song Qingyue was soaked in the rain, and the blood on her body was washed away. She became a chicken, and no one cared.
In the middle of the night, after wriggling for a few hours, she finally climbed to the gate of the Tianlei Club.
Suddenly, a black palm pressed her forehead, and a majestic voice sounded in her ears: "Do you hate these ruthless humans?"
Song Qingyue gritted her teeth and trembled: "I hate it!"
"Okay, follow me, I will give you the opportunity..."
In the heavy rain, Song Qingyue and this dark shadow disappeared into the dark night, thunder was piercing, lightning blazed, and the downpour was still falling...