God-level Pet Evolution System

Chapter 1191

This man’s sword eyebrows and stars have a temperament like Yushu Linfeng. The sharp sword eyebrows are slightly raised like a slender sword, and the eyes emanating from the eyes are extremely sharp, and a simple gaze can give people a heavy pressure.

The long black straight hair was simply tied together and draped in disorder behind him, giving it a sense of elegance and agility, and the handsome cold face added a sense of mysteriousness.

He also wore a black sword on his waist, exuding a faint light, and he was also a master of swordsmanship.

Although the sword is in its sheath, it is still impossible to completely separate the vertical and horizontal Sword Qi in the scabbard. Lines of invisible Sword Qi continue to revolve around this mysterious man.

The man in Xuan Yi didn’t seem to like to talk very much, but under the gaze of several other people, he could only say coldly: “Are you King Shura?”

Feng Yixiu also froze for a moment. Isn’t this a questioning knowingly?

Although the other party does not seem hostile, he still inevitably feels a little nervous, and said in a straightforward voice: “I am Feng Yixiu, presumably you should be the Central China Marshal Luo Xingyun, right?”

The Xuanyi man seemed a little surprised, and said in a deep voice: “You haven’t seen me? Why do you recognize me?”

Feng Yixiu smiled and said: “I heard Minister Zhong mentioned you, so I have always been impressed.”

Luo Xingyun finally showed a smile on his cold face and said with a smile: “I didn’t expect you to come back. I’m really relieved…”

Feng Yixiu said in a deep voice, “China is my hometown. No matter how far I go, I will never forget that I am a Chinese.”

There was a hint of appreciation in Luo Xingyun’s eyes: “It seems that Minister Zhong did not misunderstand the wrong person. Geniuses are not uncommon these years, and it is rare that you do not forget your original intentions.”

“Marshal Luo won the award!” Feng Yixiu said with a cupped fist with a smile.

“Hey hey hey… We are here to do business, not to listen to you, Xingyun, can you consider how we feel?”

Suddenly, a woman in a cyan armor beside Luo Xingyun frowned and glanced at Luo Xingyun with a bit of resentment.

“I’m talking about Tsing Yi, Marshal Luo always cherishes words like gold. Today, I finally said so many things at once, can’t you just leave it alone?” A man wearing a dark green armor smiled.

“I said Ye Ming, why are you everywhere! You shut up!” Mu Qingyi glanced at the other side viciously.

“A good man doesn’t fight a woman…” Ye Ming also smiled and waved his hand without taking it seriously.

“Ahem… Don’t forget your own identity, can you be a little more stable.” A slightly older middle-aged man gave a light cough, his face a little ugly.

The Seven Marshals converged a bit, and walked slowly from their respective war spirits, all standing in front of Feng Yixiu.

“Wow…this is the Thunder Sky Wheel, it’s really beautiful!” Mu Qingyi saw the Thunder Sky Wheel behind Feng Yixiu’s body at close range, and she couldn’t hold back his joy.

The other marshals also showed envious eyes when they saw the Thunder Sky Wheel behind Feng Yixiu, making Feng Yixiu a little embarrassed.

The seven marshals are very mysterious on weekdays. If it weren’t for an emergency, they wouldn’t be seen at all, let alone ordinary people. Maybe they would never have a chance to see them in their lifetime.

So neither of them have this faith halo, which is why they are so interested when they see the thunder halo behind Feng Yixiu’s body.

“Marshal Mu, he’s just as pretty…” Feng Yixiu scratched his head in embarrassment, and the phantom of King Shura behind him and the Sky Wheel of Thunder gradually began to dissipate.

“What’s the name of Marshal Mu…This is so much more talented. You will call me Qingyi sister in the future. What do you think?” Mu Qingyi patted Feng Yixiu’s shoulder with a smile, eyes full of sly.

“This doesn’t seem very good…” Feng Yixiu said hesitantly.

“What’s wrong, is it possible that you think I am too old, when your Big sis is too old?” Mu Qingyi’s eyes gradually became sharp, and his hands on Feng Yixiu’s shoulders gradually became heavy.

Feng Yixiu’s cold sweat came down and said helplessly: “Sister Qingyi just turned 18 when I saw it. I’m 19 years old this year. Isn’t it a good idea to call your sister…”

Mu Qingyi was also shocked when he heard Feng Yixiu’s answer, then smiled and squeezed Feng Yixiu’s face, and smiled: “If Luo Xingyun’s mouth is half as sweet as you, it won’t be single so far! ”

Luo Xingyun said nonchalantly: “He is my designated heir. He is from the Central China Headquarters long ago, so don’t make bad ideas.”

Before Mu Qingyi could refute, Ye Ming smiled and said, “Isn’t that possible… He didn’t sign the deed for you. Maybe one day he will come to East China and he won’t be sure!”

A tall man immediately echoed: “Marshal Ye said it makes sense, I think I can also fight for it.”

Long Heng on the side seemed to have been directly ignored by the Seven Marshals, and he was full of question marks when he saw this scene.

Originally, he was planning to file a complaint with Marshal Ye and ask Feng Yixiu to remove the Seed of Ten Thousand Poisons from his body, but this situation seemed impossible.

Long Heng was the vice minister of the East China Mountain Department. It could be said that he was a subordinate of Marshal Ye Mingye. Although he had not met several times, he still knew him.

He only hopes that these big guys will never discover his existence, otherwise there must be nothing good to eat…

Just as Long Heng was trying to leave, a voice that made him desperate came from: “Long Heng, you can see how many marshals are not polite, so why are you running?”

The eyes of the seven marshals instantly hit Long Heng’s body, and the violent spiritual pressure only showed a trace and almost made him kneel to the ground.

This was the spiritual pressure emitted by the seven super powers of the Spirit Lord level. Long Heng only felt that there were countless sharp swords hanging on his back, and the heavy spiritual pressure made him breathless.

Long Heng slowly turned around. Although he tried his best to put on a smile, his smile was a hundred times uglier than crying, and he respectfully saluted: “Hello marshals, I am Long Heng, Vice Minister of East China Mountain Department. ”

After everyone heard that this person’s surname was Long, Luo Xingyun took the lead in questioning: “Are you a member of the Four Sage Long Family?”

Long Heng nodded heavily, and generously admitted his own identity.

After hearing the words, Mu Qingyi frowned, glanced at Ye Ming, and said lightly: “Don’t you know the rules of the Seven Headquarters? Why do you have members of the Four Holy Families in your East China headquarters?”

Ye Ming pondered for a moment without explaining. He strode towards Long Heng and slapped him out without any explanation. He said coldly, “From today onwards, there is no place for you in the East China headquarters. Go away. Bar!”

Long Heng was slapped with a heavy slap and flew out a distance of tens of meters, his head buzzing.

Originally thought they would be scrupulous about their own identity, so they told their own identity truthfully, but they did not expect to end up in such a field.

“Can I ask why? Is it just for the kid of the War Spirit King in this district?” Long Heng touched the hot slap marks on his face and said with a look of resentment.

“You’d better pay attention when you speak. The war spirit king kid in your mouth is the king of a country. Behind him is the entire Shura King Capital and the Dansha Empire. Can you compare it to a dragon family?” Mu Qingqing also has a cold expression on his face. Looking at Long Heng, he sneered and said: “Don’t say it’s you Long Heng, even if your brother Long Xiao comes in person, he dare not pretend to be in front of us!”