Speaking of soul beasts—
Not to mention this small Qing'an city, even in the entire Moro Kingdom, there are not necessarily a few spiritists who can control the spirit beasts!
Why should such a powerful character save Feng Wuxia
Mo Rong was silent for a while, a bit hesitant to speak.
Di Qianxie glanced at his eyes: "What are you thinking? Speak straight!"
Mo Rong glanced at Feng Wuxie hesitantly—
Upon seeing this, Feng Wuxie knew they were going to say something that she didn't want to hear, so Shi Shiran turned and walked away without reluctance.
Mo Rong looked at Emperor Qianxie and said:
"Master, you said, is there someone who does not want you to marry Feng Wuxie as his wife? After all, if she really marries into our Emperor Lingjiao, your life will be intact, so those secretly coveting the throne of the leader of… "
Mo Rong didn't say it clearly, but Di Qianxie clearly understood what he meant.
That's right, his life is not complete and he will not live to be 20 years old. Many elders in the Emperor Spirit Sect know this!
He is extremely talented, and in order to become the leader, he has killed many enemies!
There are a lot of people who are envious and jealous of him, and there are also a lot of people who are eagerly looking forward to his death!
Many people, because of the disparity in strength, did not dare to face him tit-for-tat, so they tried their best!
As long as he can't marry Feng Wuxie into the Emperor Spirit Cult, then his fate can't be fulfilled. By the time of the 20-year-old corpse month, he can only wait to die! In this way, those people are happy!
So as long as Feng Wuxie died, he would naturally not be able to marry her...
And these people, he didn't dare to come forward, it seemed that they wanted to do something on Feng Wuxia's little girl
What a wishful thinking!
Di Qianxie snorted coldly: "If those people are really planning to deal with them behind their backs, then they must be tired of their lives."
Those bastards—
If one dares to come, he will kill one.
If he dares to come two, he will kill one pair!
If you want to challenge him, he can accompany him! but-
Di Qianxie looked through the small window ajar and looked at Feng Wuxie, who was facing the medicine cauldron behind the window. She was manipulating the sky fire. Her forehead was already oozing sweat, but she didn't care about wiping and was still working hard. Refining medicine—
This woman can't move anyone except him!
Feng Wuxie spent the last day before the clan convention was refining medicine.
On the second day, it was the day of official participation!
Feng's family had already given the city a month ago
The four big families of you have issued invitations!
So no matter what the situation in the clan is, the clan assembly will still be held.
Feng Wuxin was buried very low-key.
Feng Wuxia's disappearance did not affect the holding of the family meeting as scheduled.
It is ridiculous to say, it was the conspiracy of these two people that they were finally able to urge all the children of the prostitutes to come to the meeting—
But in the end, they themselves can't come again!
So far, there are only five people left to participate in the election of heirs:
The main daughter of the master's family: Feng Wuxie.
Master's concubine: Feng Wulin.
Lincheng Feng Family's prostitute: Feng Mingzhu.
Concubine of Lincheng Feng Family: Feng Qiongyu.
The bastard of Lincheng Feng's family: Fenghanshan.
Ever since Feng Hanshan and Feng Qiongyu came to the host's house, they have been locked in their room to practice hard, and they rarely come out to see people.
So Feng Wuxie didn't deal with them much.
Don't understand their strength.
Just take this opportunity to have a look!
The place of the family meeting was arranged in the martial arts arena of the Feng family.
Di Qianxie was an outsider, and he casually found a more comfortable place to watch the battle—he didn't care about this kind of little trouble, just came to see Feng Wuxie!
Feng Wuxie has his own exclusive position.
When Feng Wuxie arrived at the battlefield, the heads and heirs of the other three aristocratic families had already taken their seats safely.
The rankings of the Qing'an family are: Murong family, Beitang family, Wang family, and finally Feng family.
The seats are also arranged in this order.
When Feng Wuxie looked at the seat of the family, he first saw the Patriarch of the Murong family.
Then he saw Murong Yu wearing a golden suit.
And sitting next to Murong Yu is Murong Feng, the heir of the Murong family!
Murong Feng was tied to the Shame Monument by Emperor Qianxie that day and fed the spiders for most of the day, and was finally rescued by the Murong family.
Patriarch Murong laid down his blood and bought him a bunch of valuable high-level medicine pills, so that he could barely heal his injuries!
However, even though Murong Feng's internal injury has healed, his original handsome face that confuses the world is gone!
Murong Feng's face has many small wounds, and at first glance, it looks like a pockmark!
Feng Wuxie saw it from a distance and couldn't help but chuckle!
"Wuxie!" Feng Mingzhu greeted Feng Wuxie, took her to the seat next to her, looked at her smile, and asked suspiciously.
Said: "The competition is approaching, and everyone is nervous, but what is so funny about you!"
Feng Wuxie swallowed his lips and motioned Feng Mingzhu to look at where Murong Feng was.
Feng Mingzhu took a casual look, and couldn't help wondering: "Are you laughing at him?"
Feng Wuxie explained to her a little bit of trouble between her and this Murong Feng!
When Feng Mingzhu heard that this Murong Feng was to marry Feng Wuxie for the purpose of seizing the martial skills handed down from the Feng family, she cursed with anger: "Bah! This kind of rotten man doesn't need to marry! Otherwise, he will definitely not treat you well in the future! His face deserves it too! Ask him to be drunk with flowers, now let's see who else can look at him!"
Feng Wuxie nodded and smiled without saying a word.
But when Feng Mingzhu said again, "Hey, the girl next to him has a strange soul mark!"
"... Yes, I have always felt that Murongyu's soul seal is'peculiar'." The more Feng Wuxie looked at, the more he felt that Murongyu looked like a female version of Bao Zheng!
"Speaking of this family competition, innocence—" Feng Mingzhu took a deep breath, and then fixed her eyes on Feng Wuxie: "Our sisters have a good relationship, but when we play against each other later, I won't have any reservations. Yes! I hope you can do the same, don’t show mercy to my men."
Feng Wuxie was taken aback for a moment, but she did not expect that Feng Mingzhu would say this to her.
Feng Wuxie nodded, "Well, I also want to have a real and fair test with you."
-Feng Mingzhu's strength should not be underestimated, Feng Wuxie really wants to have a fun and enjoyable fight with her!
No matter high or low, just ask for advice!
Naturally, she would not be merciful, because doing so would be disrespectful to Feng Mingzhu's opponent!
"Mingzhu, do you want to be the heir of the Feng family?" Feng Wuxie asked.
The corner of Feng Mingzhu's mouth was slightly raised, with a calm and calm smile on her face:
"Heir, it is never whether you want to do it, but whether you can do it. This competition is just a small trial for us personally, but it is of great significance to the family. We should go all out! If we lose, we won’t say anything about it. But if we win, we should work hard to grow the family. After all, we have all enjoyed the glory that the family brings to us, and we should also take up our due responsibilities.”
When Feng Mingzhu said this, her brows and eyes were confident, her posture was dignified, and she exuded an inherent aristocratic temperament.
Feng Wuxie nodded slightly and agreed.
Feng Mingzhu pointed to the stage and said:
"Okay, let's stop chatting. The first match has already begun. It's Feng Hanshan vs. Feng Wulin. Let's take a look first!"
(End of this chapter)