The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Zhao Yusheng's eyes flashed with confusion, and then his expression returned.

He showed an apology on his face: "I'm sorry, Madam, I just spoke too harshly, and Madam must be right."

Shen Ruyan snorted and hugged Zhao Yusheng's arm again: "This lady is not wrong! The one who is wrong is Wang Que, okay!"

Zhao Yusheng did not speak, but just kept his mouth shut. His integrity prevented him from saying anything against his will.

Seeing this, Shen Ruyan did not continue to pester him. She was also afraid that stimulating Zhao Yusheng too much would allow Zhao Yusheng to break through the control of the love pill.

She only said to herself: "Master will not help me, but I don't believe that my senior brothers and sisters will not help me. We have so many disciples in Xianyue Sect, and I don't believe that I can't scare him to death!"

Three days later at noon, June 25, the sun was hanging in the sky!

Today, Xianyue Sect was filled with a sense of killing. A huge arena was set up on the top of a mountain!

Around this arena, nearly 10,000 disciples sat cross-legged and flew swords in the air!

Not only that, there are nearly 10,000 disciples divided into two rows, and the passage between them leads to the mountain gate!

On the stage, Shen Ruyan is wearing a white robe that is whiter than snow today.

Her hair is tied up and she wears a white veil, which makes her look extremely dignified and beautiful.

She just sits cross-legged in the center of the stage, but her acquired charm still exudes amazing charm.

The pure and sacred white color is matched with the charming charm, these two extreme contrasts are perfectly gathered in her.

Outside the Xianyue Sect, a huge white skull drags a thousand-meter magic flame through the sea of ​​clouds.

Wherever the magic flame passes, the sea of ​​clouds is evaporated.

On the skull, Wang Que is wearing a blood-red robe with his arms around his chest and a cold expression, and Mo Lingqing beside him stands with his hands behind his back and his eyes are even colder.

Inside the skull, Meilanzhuju, Jueyangnv, Han Xianlan, Huang Xiaozhu and others are also tense.

Not only that, the Good Bird squatting on the top of the yellow pillar is no longer Good at this moment, because there is a little fox squatting on him...

The magic flame came through the air, and suddenly a figure blocked the way of everyone.

Mo Lingqing's eyes moved slightly, and the skull slowly stopped.

"Who are you?" Wang Que looked at the young man in front of him with a cold expression.

The young man clasped his fists and bowed: "Brother Wang Que, I am Ruyan's eldest brother Shen Feixing, I..."

Wang Que interrupted him directly: "So it's the young patriarch Shen, I don't want to be brothers with you, get out of the way."

Shen Feixing clasped his fists again with a difficult look: "Brother Wang Que, my sister is ignorant, I beg you, please save my sister's life."

Wang Que did not speak, took over the urging power of the skull and flew forward.

When he passed by Shen Feixing who was bowing with his fists clasped...: "Your sister can learn to be sensible in the next life."

Shen Feixing's body was shocked. He did not look up. He still bent over and clasped his fists and turned around and shouted: "Brother Wang Que, I beg you, spare my sister's life!"

He was not like Shen Ruyan. He was familiar with the history books of the clan. He knew the relationship between his family and the Wang family, so he did not dare to stop Wang Que at this moment.

Wang Que did not turn his head back: "When he wanted to kill me, I didn't see her show any mercy!"

"Don't say anything more. If you say another word, I don't mind destroying you first!"

As soon as the voice fell, the skull had gone far away.

Shen Feixing lowered his head, his heart full of despair.

Before reaching the mountain gate, Wang Que and others had already seen the two rows of disciples like a long dragon.

"Hmph." Wang Que snorted lightly, with a flash of disdainful mockery in his eyes.

Still holding his arms and fists, he kept moving at the same speed and went straight into the mountain gate!

"Hum!" The hums of thousands of disciples dispersed the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, and the scorching sun shone down without any cover.

The two rows of disciples formed seals with their hands, and the spiritual swords shuttled and woven into a sword net to block Wang Que's way.

"Wang Que, this is not a place where you can act wild. If you want to bully our little sister, you have to get past us first!"

Wang Que looked at the man who spoke coldly, but he did not speak.

Inside the skull, Han Xianlan folded his fan and sneered: "Who are you to stop us?"

"I am the young patriarch of the Han family in Zige City, and my brother Que is the second young master of the Wang family in Jinyang City!"

"If you dare to move even a little today, you will be enemies with our two clans. Just some disciples of the sect, do you think you are the leader of your Xianyue Sect?"

"Get out of here!"

With a loud shout, the speed of the sword net in front of him slowed down a lot. Many people hesitated, but they still did not get out of the way. They didn't know how Shen Ruyan bewitched them.

Wang Que still didn't speak, but urged the skull to move forward slowly.

As the skull approached, several spirit swords were pulled out of the sword net.

The closer the skull was, the more spirit swords retreated.

The skull did not slow down and crashed directly.The expected clanging sound did not appear, and the densely packed spirit swords were withdrawing at a high speed.

As Wang Que continued to go deeper, the sword net formed by the two rows of disciples was constantly withdrawing. They wanted to fight... but they didn't dare to really fight.

They were just ordinary disciples. It didn't seem worthwhile to offend two big families for a high-ranking little sister.

In the passage composed of tens of thousands of people, the skulls always moved forward at a constant speed.

"Is he Wang Que of the Wang family? How could he be in the Lingtai realm? Didn't the little sister say that he was at most a foundation-building realm?"

"I don't know, maybe he used some secret method to improve his realm in a short time."

"Hush, keep your voice down, Jinyang City is full of demonic cultivators, and Wang Que doesn't look like a good person."

The sword net in front completely dissipated at this moment, but those disciples did not retract their spirit swords, they all stared at Wang Que.

Among the tens of thousands of people around the ring, an elder said in a deep voice: "This boy is not the waste as rumored. If he has only practiced for a year, he can't have such a state of mind."

"With nearly 20,000 people watching, this state of mind is a bit scary, but Ruyan is the master's last disciple, why didn't the master come?"

"I don't know, maybe the master has other plans."

A soul-stirring drum sounded between heaven and earth, followed by a thousand drums!

The rolling sound waves shocked Wang Que and others, this is a warning!

Wang Que looked indifferent, and the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum in the skull sacrificed the array plate to condense a sound wave array.

Huang Xiaozhu, whose head was stepped on by the Good Bird, took out his suona from the wooden box. He just fiddled with it twice and then took a deep breath and started to play.

His strength was insignificant, but the sound wave array could amplify the sound of his suona by hundreds and thousands of times. For a moment, the sound of the suona overwhelmed the sound of the drum and went straight to the ring!

In the center of the ring, Shen Ruyan's face was calm, but her jade hands under her sleeves were slightly clenched.

The sound of suona and drums rang out in the sky and earth, and a large number of disciples from other peaks of Xianyue Sect flew out to explore from afar.

The more solemn and murderous the atmosphere was, the more intense the devil flames on the skull became.

In this way, the skull slowly fell on the ring, attracting the attention of thousands of people. At this moment, the drums stopped and the suona sounded even louder!

In the center of the ring, Shen Ruyan opened her eyes, and in addition to the fierceness in her eyes, there was also a hint of surprise.

"Middle stage of the spirit stage? Isn't he a waste?"

On the skull, Wang Que stepped down, and a rotten wooden coffin appeared under his feet.

The coffin fell to the ground, and Wang Que, dressed in a blood-stained robe, stepped on the coffin and said, "Young Master, please enter the coffin."