Heretic Doctor Zihou

Zhen Xueyan, who was the strongest and had the most chance, not only failed to pull out the sword, but became the only target to be beaten and abused by the sword. The dramatic scene was jaw-dropping and breathtaking.

"Well, that, who else hasn't gone up to draw the sword?" Rao was the Emperor of Western Chu, Chu Yao, who had seen countless great worlds, and at this moment he was also stunned for a long time. When he reacted, he had to change the subject awkwardly.

"And she!" As soon as Chu Yao's voice fell, a sharp voice rang out impatiently.

The speaker was Zhen Kexin who failed to draw the sword before.

Zhen Kexin stood up very quickly, pointed at Zihou with a gloomy and hateful expression on his face and extremely malicious colors under his eyes. She understood now that this sword was extremely spiritual, not a true predestined person, and could not be drawn at all. Since none of her sisters are destined for this sword, Wei's Zihou certainly won't be. At that time, the fate of Wei's Zihou may be even worse!

Everyone followed Zhen Kexin's fingers and saw Zihou with a calm face.

The uncomfortable Zihou originally from drinking and drinking, suddenly became the focus. She couldn't help raising her eyebrows, blinking, and innocently said, "Can you not pull it?" Although this sword attracted her, Although she wanted it very much, she didn't want it very much when she thought that it belonged to a certain bitch!

"Of course not!" Zhen Kexin immediately retorted, "This is the kindness of His Royal Highness King Yun to us. If you don't try it, you just look down on His Royal Highness King Yun!"

The extremely cold gaze glanced at Zhen Kexin, Zihou had a killing intent spreading under his eyes. She hates others forcing her to do things she doesn't want to do. Zhen Kexin's behavior is one of the things that touches her.

With such a glance in Zihou, Zhen Kexin's expression of schadenfreude froze for an instant. She only felt like falling into an ice cave. For a moment, her heart was frozen and couldn't beat. However, the thought that this was the palace made her bolder.

Suddenly Zhen Kexin put on such a high hat, Zihou suddenly has no way to refute it. After all, no matter how cheap someone is, he is also the so-called King Yun! Furthermore, the daughters who are obsessed with Mo Yunhuang stared at her with warning eyes one by one, as if she dared to look down on Mo Yunhuang, they would be the first to let her go!

Zihou has an indifferent face, but the eighteenth generation of someone's ancestor has been greeted all over. In the end, due to the situation and the fact that she really liked this sword in her heart, she did not refuse.

She thought, since there are so many **** babies, she unceremoniously accepted it, anyway, don't let it go!

However, what Zihou doesn't know is, with someone's cunning mind like a fox, will they take out the treasure for no reason? At that time, when Zihou knows the fundamental purpose of Mo Yunhuang's actions, she can only look up at the sky, crying again without tears...

Putting down the cup in his hand, Zihou got up and walked towards Feng Xuan Sword.

With the precedent that so many people have failed before, even if Zihou has a superb temperament and outstanding elegance, they no longer hold too much hope. After all, they have already opened their eyes to the magic of this sword!

The closer you get to Feng Xuan Sword, the inexplicable involvement in Zihou becomes clearer. There was a voice deep in her mind calling her, making her want to reach out and touch Feng Xuan Jian...

"You can't touch it with your hands!" Zihou's outstretched hand was stopped, and a cold voice came from his ear.

Leng Yue stopped Zihou's outstretched hand, the light in her eyes flickered. Having been with the Lord for so many years, she has seen countless people in the world, and even more beautiful women. But the feeling that the person in front of her gave her was so dazzling that she was not inferior to the stunning beauties with outstanding talents and outstanding temperament in the Yunmiao Holy Land.

With that respectable temperament and the nobleness exuding from her bones, she seemed to see the shadow of her own lord in her body. At that moment, she couldn't help but jump in her heart, and a terrible thought slowly formed...

Will this woman...

Looking away from Feng Xuan Sword, Zihou glanced at Leng Yue beside her, and her consciousness became a little clear. The uncontrollable behavior just now made her feel incredible.

Without thinking about it, the whole body sank, and Zihou released his strength. The palm of his right hand was lifted, and the deep blue profound energy filled it. The azure blue light was extremely gorgeous, and the room was silent for a while...

"Oh my god, peak Lan Xuan..."

"This Wei Zihou turned out to be the strength of the peak Lan Xuan, I am not mistaken!"

"Seventeen-year-old Pinnacle Lan Xuan, this is a peerless... genius!"

"..."

After a brief silence, a sensation broke out. The people who were sitting around all started to exclaim, with shocked expressions. Some people even got up in a gaffe with an incredible expression...

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