Need to Propose to Seven Men What to Do! Chapter 23:
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Chapter 23
One of the Seven Demon Lords: Ling Xuan, with a vicious palm of ‘angry’, red hair and red eyes, a flamboyant personality, completely free to do things, but he is the most powerful devil. Warlike and combative, in his eyes, human beings are only divided into two types, one is for him to fight heartily and the other is for the weak. The end of the battle with him is death, and he doesn't bother to look at the weak.
If you can make a ranking, Ling Xuan will definitely be kicked into the bottom three by Chu Muyun.
Because this guy loves to fight wildly throughout his life, and there is no such thing as love in his head at all, it is probably harder to make this little wolf dog fall in love with someone than to let him quit ‘flesh bones’!
But Chu Muyun still admires him personally.
Crazy, domineering, dragging, and handsome, with no friends.
Chu Muyun is a **** man, and naturally likes this kind of persona.
Of course, the premise is that you can only watch from a distance and not play close.
If this is playing...
Hehe, look at our arrogant emperor.
I've been thinking about it for three hundred years. It was almost as soon as the agreed date arrived that this rabid dog ran up and down, regardless of whether they wanted it or not, they would fight when they came up, and they would have to do a life or death...
It is said that a talented person meets a soldier, and there is no reason to tell.
Mo Jiushao is so elegant and elegant, he can barely drag him for three hundred years.
For Mo Jiu Shao, this plot is the second turning point in his fate.
First, the poison of Yan Junqing's fierce fire engraved his devil soul, and then the angry challenge, which caused him to be seriously injured.
It is precisely because of this injury that the protagonist and the hacked classmate Xiaoyan can overwhelm arrogance. Otherwise, even if Mo Jiushao can be suppressed by suppressing the poison of fierce fire, his cultivation level is still terrifying. If I really want to kill, I have to have 20 protagonists and 10 Xiaoyans.
What is Chu Muyun going to do with such an important plot point?
Of course, he won the arrogant emperor in one fell swoop!
Ling Xuan stood in the wind, with red hair drawn in a flamboyant arc, and his facial features were extremely handsome. If it weren't for the blood in the scarlet eyes, the wild and handsome posture alone would be fascinated by thousands of girls. Move.
His thin lips were slightly hooked, and he raised his voice: "Three hundred years ago, you suffered a great loss in your cultivation to help Yan Chen break through the realm of the gods. You’ve got the time to recover, and today, should you fulfill the agreement?"
His voice fell, and a cyan figure appeared on the white jade steps.
The arrogant emperor respects Ruoshui robe, surrounded by light-colored veil, and a jade crown with ink hair. Standing on a high place, there seems to be clouds surrendered under his feet, and the curling autumn moon looks like an immortal.
He spoke with a gentle and light voice: "Ling Xuan, you can't kill me."
The moment Ling Xuan saw him, a more dazzling flame broke out in his red eyes, he licked his lower lip, and was excited: "How can you know if you don't try?"
Mo Jiushao's eyes are cold: "No matter how many times you try, you won't get results."
"So what?" The man smiled arrogantly, "If you can't kill you, let you kill. Ling Xuan, I am never afraid of death."
Mo Jiushao stared at him: "Are you going to fight me today?"
Ling Xuan also stared at him: "I must see the swordsmanship of the famous three realms month by month!"
"In that case..." Mo Jiu Shao raised his hand, and in the violent shaking, a deep blue long sword burst out of the air and landed firmly in his palm, "As you wish."
The battle is about to start!
Chu Muyun did not rush to the scene, but hurried to Yan Junqing's residence.
At such a critical moment, Zero has been paying attention to the battlefield, analyzing the progress of the battle with his arrogance and anger, and calculating the time to cooperate with Chu Muyun's plan.
Just arrived at Yan Junqing’s bedroom, the boy had already put on his clothes and walked out. After seeing Chu Muyun, he said anxiously: "Brother Yun, are you injured?"
He can perceive a powerful strange force, very strong, and the exaggerated coercion can even be compared to the superior.
Yan Junqing instinctively judged that this was a powerful enemy coming, and it was so strong that his superior would take the shot himself!
When he saw Chu Muyun coming, he felt relieved, and after holding his hand, he continued, "It's okay, Brother Yun, I will protect..." Without saying the word'you', Chu Muyun suddenly raised it. With his hand, I saw blood drops falling from his fingertips, and then the originally empty room seemed to have been stained with ink, and black cumbersome lines lit up.
Yan Junqing doesn't understand formations at all, but following Chu Muyun, after such a long time, he can see what he is doing.
"Brother Yun, what are you doing?"
The formation was set up a long time ago, and all that was missing was the introduction. It took Chu Muyun only three seconds to activate the "prison formation" and perfectly locked Yan Junqing in it.
After realizing that she was trapped, Yan Junqing panicked: "Brother Yun...you..."
Chu Muyun's face was calm, but a trace of petting and reluctance flashed in his eyes: "Live well."
He gave him four words, but he struck Yan Junqing with a heavy hammer in a daze: "What are you going to do? Where are you going? Brother Yun! You..." He shouted. When he got up, he was frightened to the extreme by the terrifying thoughts that had arisen in his heart. He was bound by the formation and could not move a single move, but he was able to make a sound, "Don’t go over! It’s dangerous! It’s enough to have respect, Brother Yun. It will be...will..." It will die!
"I just do what I should do, Xiaoqing..." Chu Muyun gave him a back and the last words, "Please live well for yourself."
A strong black mist erupted from the formation, and Yan Junqing could hardly see Mu Yun's figure, but at this moment, this scene coincided with that unforgettable night.
The Yan family collapsed, blood and miasma swallowed the hope of survival. He watched his family die tragically and helplessly, leaving only boundless despair and pain in his chest.
To survive that disaster, he vowed that he would never lose anyone he cared about, and he would absolutely guard all those he wanted to protect...
But now... just when he thinks he is stronger, he thinks he is capable, he thinks he can create hope...
Repeat the same mistakes.
The leaving figure of Chu Muyun coincides with his father who died to protect herself.
The same scene and the same experience made Yan Junqing almost collapsed. The regret in his heart grew vigorously, rooted in his heart, growing wildly at an extremely fast speed, and finally inlaid with all the flesh and blood, and the branches and buds that radiated There is only one sentence that is clamoring: become stronger, become stronger, and must become stronger!
The only way to...protect the person you want to protect. Only in this way can you not lose the people you cherish, and only in this way can you not be so incompetent, so embarrassed and so desperate.
Yan Junqing did not cry, but because of the emotions in his heart, his facial features were distorted to the extreme. His voice was dumb, and his voice was extremely bitter: "Don't die, Brother Yun, don't die!"
Chu Muyun managed to handle Yan Junqing and hurried to the front door.
"How is the battle going?"
Zero has been watching closely: "Twenty percent."
This is what they agreed. Zero can analyze the amount of energy stored in the two people. Because arrogance and anger are evenly matched, the first half is basically consumed by each other, and the winner is not so fast.
The key point is when both of them are more than half of their strength.
Chu Muyun waited with bated breath, and Zero also kept reporting numbers to him.
The two pinnacles were fighting. The front hall of Qianluan Peak was already full of violent storms, and the gorgeous palace was swept in a mess. Because of the overwhelming pressure, the whole mountain began to tremble, and even the sky was stained with ink. , The sound of breaking through the sky, amidst the thunderous roar, it seemed like a blizzard was approaching.
Chu Muyun finally stopped in a safe place. He stared at the battlefield, but actually couldn't see anything.
The two intertwined people have almost become phantoms, black and red and cyan and blue are glued together, sword light is everywhere, and the powerful force flowing down can easily turn the hard crystal stone into a piece of debris.
Chu Muyun looked at him without blinking, he must be fully focused, there must be no mistake.
Activating the formation early one point will not be able to trap these two people.
Activating the formation at one point in the evening will damage the formation due to the violent power of these two people. Even if it is activated, its power will be greatly reduced.
The most subtle point he calculated is when the strength of arrogance and anger declines to 50% on average...
Zero’s voice restored the stereotypical electronic sound: "40%, 45%, 46%, 47%..."
When he finally spit out: "Forty-nine percent", Chu Muyun quickly cut his wrist, a large amount of blood poured out, and accompanied by the electronic sound of quiet "50%..." , A huge blood-red pattern suddenly appeared around.
Mo Jiu Shao and Ling Xuan noticed the abnormality at the same time. They were as fast as lightning, and at the same time rushed to the front of the formation, obviously wanting to escape the shackles of the formation.
But Chu Muyun calculated it more accurately. He estimated their mobility and accurately judged the speed of their body reaction when they were only 50% vigor.
So... there is no escape.
In an instant, the two emperors of the proud demon world stopped their movements at the same time. They were entangled by blood-red lines and stood firmly on the spot.
After a battle, the two people are still in style.
Ling Xuan's red eyes seemed to be brighter, his fingers burning with black flames were evil and weird, and the power contained in them was extremely terrifying.
Mo Jiushao's silk is like black ink, and his light gray eyes are completely darkened. He holds the radiant dark blue sword and stares at the youth in the center of the formation without blinking.
The youth there wore a silver-white robe, which was woven from snow silk he had specially collected from the coldest place. The color was like snow and frost, and its brilliance surpassed the stars and the moon. It is rare in a thousand years. Extremely precious.
At this time, the beautiful clothes were covered with scarlet blood, and under the strong contrast, it was like a night flower blooming in the middle of the night, the beauty to the extreme, and the despair to the extreme.
Chu Muyun looked up, and looked at Mo Jiu Shao: "It was you who killed the Chu family...you!"