The years of beauty, beautiful face, and cultivation in the realm of creation.

This temptation is irresistible for any man in the Eastern Emperor Qiongzhou, especially an unmarried young man.

Wang Zhao's situation was similar to Zhang Yao, who was like a boss who couldn't find his wife. When he saw Lin Qingqing, his bones were gone. Zhang Yao was pulling him. After exerting a little force, Wang Zhao flew backward without any resistance and directly knocked down a big tree outside the inn.

If he had been slaughtering this face in normal times, he would have had to have a fight with Zhang Yao. But now, Wang Zhao could not care about that.

"Brother Zhang, is that girl your cousin or cousin? But is it brought back by your uncle?" Wang Zhao Yigu got up and rushed back to Zhang Yao with an excited look on his face.

"What cousin, that's my fiancée!" Zhang Yao was anxious: "I tell you, friends' wives should not be bullied, you should not think about it."

"Zhang Yao, what are you talking about?!" Lin Qingqing listened at the window and said furiously: "I have nothing to do with you. If you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will cut you and feed Xinbao!"

"I understand. Brother Zhang, you want to hide the charm in the golden house." Wang Zhao smiled cunningly, his eyes rumbling around.

Wang Zhao came to explore the secrets, and the moment he saw Lin Qingqing, he came up with the answer. That girl was brought back by Zhang Yao’s uncle from overseas!!

Seeing Wang Zhao's golden eyes, Zhang Yao gritted his teeth. "Wang Zhao, I can warn you that Miss Lin is mine. If you dare to rob me, I'm really welcome to you."

While speaking, Zhang Yao was in a state of true energy and his energy was lingering, obviously he wanted to take a serious attitude.

"Brother Zhang, don't be so fierce." Wang Zhao was not nervous at all and smiled: "You hide people here because you are just afraid that there are too many competitors. Now I am the only one, but if you really want to drive me away, how many people do you think will come? Although there are not many people here, there are many young and even less than you and me in the nearby towns."

Zhang Yao suddenly froze.

"Fair competition." Wang Zhao shook his finger: "What about you and my gentleman agreement?"

Zhang Yao gritted his teeth and said, "This is mine, you can choose the two left."

"There are two left?" Wang Zhao was stunned, not understanding what was going on for a moment.

At this moment, Leng Moxue just walked to the window and called Lin Qingqing. Seeing that cold and beautiful face, Wang Zhao was like Zhang Yao at the time and was immediately fascinated.

It’s hard to find one, but there’s one more beautiful one!!

By the way, what Zhang Yao said just now, there are two left...

"You mean, there are..." Wang Zhao turned his head excitedly.

"There are three girls in total, all of them are the realm of creation." Zhang Yao knew that they could not hide it anymore and said, "Miss Lin is mine, you can fight for the remaining two by yourself."

Zhang Yao was also foolish. After so many days, except for Lin Qingqing, who was not scheming, who had no name, the remaining two hosts did not say it. Leng Mixue was because of her temperament, and Nalan Zishuang was because of her name. So how could Zhang Yao look at it? Only Lin Qingqing had a greater chance. The remaining two were difficult to deal with, which would give Wang Zhao a headache.

"This is true?" Wang Zhao was overjoyed.

"A gentleman speaks and a quick whip." Zhang Yao warned: "But you are not allowed to touch Miss Lin."

"No problem, I just want the one next to me, she is mine!" Wang Zhao's soul was hooked away by Leng Moxue, and there was no one else in his eyes.

The two boys reached an agreement, and Zhang Nan was unhappy when he watched upstairs.

What are yours and mine? I just casually assigned the host. Have you asked him if he had any? Although these two guys feel good about themselves, Zhang Nan felt that he had to give him some education.

Not only Zhang Nan thought so, Leng Moxue was already murderous intent there.

Leng Dexue also heard the conversation between Zhang Yao and Wang Zhao. Lin Qingqing would only lose her temper simply, but Leng Dexue was not. When he was in Chu Yun Martial Arts Academy, so many fans were crazy like that, and no one dared to say that Leng Dexue was hers.

The reason why she didn't take action now is because Leng Moxue was restraining. The matter in Yaozhou has just ended not long ago, Leng Moxue didn't want to cause any more trouble to Zhang Nan. If it were just her, she would have gone up long ago.

"You can do it." Zhang Nan said in his bracelet: "Be more at ease."

"I understand." Leng Moxue jumped out of the window like a beast that had been lifted from the bondage. Cang blew out of the sheath with a long sword and pointed directly at Wang Zhao.

Leng Moxue's sword was exchanged after the Creation Realm, a fifth-grade spiritual soldier, Feixue.

Wang Zhao reacted quickly, and his waist was crossed. With a sound of the sound, the snowflakes were floating, and a piece of frost was added to the scabbard.

"Yeah, it's a little chili, I like it." Wang Zhao was not surprised but happy, and looked at Leng Moxue with interest.

"When Wang Zhao is down, how dare you ask the girl's name?" Wang Zhao smiled.

Wang Zhao could cultivate the realm of creation at a young age, so he would naturally not be a weak person. And he did indeed like strong women. But today, he didn't expect that the person on the other side would be so strong.

Leng Mixue was completely unconscious of Wang Zhao's frivolous language. The long sword under his hand was provoked again like a spiritual snake, which was an attack like a storm.

Wang Zhao's face changed slightly, and he didn't dare to hold it any longer. He unsheathed the sword and took over Leng Moxue's attack.

His sword was also a fifth-grade spiritual soldier, with a texture that was enough to fight against the long sword of Cold Snow. For a moment, it was the sword light and the snowflakes were floating, and the scene was extremely intense.

Zhang Yao retreated aside and watched intently.

He was happy to see Wang Zhao betrayed, but at the same time he also wanted to see the details of Leng Moxue.

Apart from having a simple move with Lin Qingqing while on the sea, Zhang Yao had never seen a few girls take action. There is also a difference between the Creation Realm and the Creation Realm. Zhang Yao also wanted to know if the other party was embroidered pillows. It was just that he was not good at taking action. Now Wang Zhao and Leng Moxue are in a good way, so you can take a look.

Neither side used the martial arts, and it was a pure move battle. Generally, only warriors in the lower realm would do this. At the fourth realm, they used the ultimate moves of heaven and earth energy to fight. Occasionally, there were fighting games, mostly for competition. So now Leng Moxue's move, Zhang Yao and Wang Zhao both think this is the case.

Although there is anger, it is not serious.

Song Zhiqing also went to the window to watch the battle. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but shake her head.

Wang Zhao's skills are indeed good, but if he just wants to compete, he will suffer a great loss.

Others don’t know, but Song Zhiqing knows that the girls around Zhang Nan are not a good girl, and their fighting has their own characteristics.

Leng Moxue's style is to go from being in the wrong way. If she takes action, she will have to pursue a blow. Now she does not use the martial arts because the time is wrong and the effect is not good if she uses it. As long as she finds a suitable opportunity, Leng Moxue will never be polite.

But what's funny is that Wang Zhao still regards this fight as a simple feeding move.

"Will something happen?" Nalan Zishuang also came to the window, a little worried.

She didn't have much intuitive understanding of Leng Mo's strength, but she trusted Zhang Nan's judgment. Since Zhang Nan let Leng Mo's fight, she would definitely have the confidence to win.

Song Zhiqing said: "Don't worry, Miss Leng is a proper person."

"Oh." Nalan Zishuang nodded: "There is no big grudge, it's not good to make a big fuss."

"That's right." Song Zhiqing smiled.

Song Zhiqing likes Nalan Zishuang's kind character very much. Although she has demonic blood, she is much kinder than the others around Zhang Nan.

Nalan Zishuang wanted to go downstairs and said, "Master Songdao, otherwise you can tell me that even if you don't have life, don't be too seriously injured."

Song Zhiqing liked it even more. She smiled and was about to speak, but Nalan Zishuang spoke again.

"At most, it's enough to cut off one hand or one foot." Nalan Zishuang muttered, thinking and muttering: "I have digested the teachings of my master now, and stopping the bleeding will be very fast."

Song Zhiqing's mouth twitched, and Zhang Nan burst into a strange smile in his bracelet.
Chapter completed!