She felt that the air today was very good, and every common person on the street was so cute.
She even had the urge to find someone to kiss.
After she became a saint of the Huajian Holy Cult through shady means, to be honest, she lived in worry and fear every day.
She was afraid that Wang Teng, the murderer, would suddenly appear to settle the score with her.
She also knew clearly that Wang Teng had climbed from a poor boy with no background to his current position step by step. His character was so ruthless that any enemy he targeted would not be able to escape.
In addition, Wang Teng is quite courageous and has no scruples. He even dares to offend the Tian Clan and the Eastern Royal Clan.
Therefore, as long as Wang Teng is still in this world, there will always be a time bomb behind her, the Flower Queen, which may one day explode and shatter her into pieces.
It wasn't until today that this hidden danger was completely eliminated. That feeling was so wonderful.
With waves in his eyes, the Flower King walked on the street with small steps, no longer paying attention to his slightly dissolute appearance.
Even in the face of some fiery glances from the crowd, she had a charming smile on her face and did not dodge at all. She even occasionally gave those people a charming wink, which usually led to those men being fucked.
His face turned red, and he hurriedly avoided looking away. This made the Flower King couldn't help covering his mouth and smiling sweetly.
Now she has finally returned to the past, her words and deeds are alluring and captivating.
She enjoyed the scene of being noticed by many men wherever she went. Her vanity was greatly satisfied.
It's a pity that this satisfaction has not reached the extreme level. A cold voice came from behind, but it suddenly made the expression on her face stiffen, and even her whole body felt as cold as a basin of cold water was poured on it.
Incomparable.
"Why is Mr. Flower King so happy today? Can you share with me?"
Hearing this voice, the Flower King felt as if he was struck by five thunders.
Her pretty face turned pale, and she turned around with difficulty. Her pupils shrank suddenly and she saw a young man with a resolute face, like a ferocious tiger, rushing towards her with a fierce force, and there was a hint of teasing and coldness in the corner of his mouth.
smile.
"Wang Teng, you..." Hua Huang was stunned for a long time before letting out a scream full of terror.
This scene was too hard for her to accept. It was like being pulled back from heaven to hell in an instant. Oh my god, why is this little bastard not dead yet? Didn't the leader kill him?
A cruel and realistic scene was vividly placed in front of her, and she had to accept it.
"Here, help..." The Flower King was smart and reacted instantly, shouting loudly to the distant sky.
His expression was like that of a drowning person, trying to grasp the last straw.
She came out this time to greet everyone from the Heavenly Clan.
She knew that the people from the Heavenly Clan were not far away.
Right now, her only hope can only be placed on those people from the Celestial Clan.
Unfortunately, Wang Teng had already expected this move from her. With quick eyes and quick hands, he stepped on the ground with the sole of his foot. His speed immediately increased a lot. In the blink of an eye, he came to the Flower King, took out a cold dagger, and struck
The child came from behind, went around to the front, and pressed against the Flower King's neck.
"If you don't want to die right away, just shut up." Wang Teng sneered.
Clinging to the Flower King's charming and plump body, Wang Teng showed no pity at all. His arms were like a python, wrapping her tightly around her.
The Emperor of Flowers was like a duck being pinched by the neck. The words that reached his throat and mouth stopped abruptly. He looked at the resolute face of the young man who was close at hand, gritted his teeth and nodded.
She knew that Wang Teng killed without blinking an eye, so she didn't dare to resist at all.
Wang Teng directly grabbed the flower emperor's neck, like carrying a sow, and disappeared on the street with a sideways movement, returning to the previous small alley.
When Zhenghe saw Wang Teng's success, his tense heartstrings finally relaxed. Just now, he was really worried that if something unexpected happened and Wang Teng was exposed and everyone from the Celestial Clan rushed over, it would be over.
The beard is very deep and winding.
After walking about fifty meters in, it was far away from the street and it was extremely quiet.
"What do you want to do?" Flower King looked at Wang Teng and Zhenghe and said.
"Hey, I want to ask you a few questions. I hope you can answer them obediently. Otherwise, I will take off all your clothes and throw you out on the street." Wang Teng scratched the flower emperor's neck with his dagger, his smile looking sinister.
The flower emperor's scalp was shuddering with chills. Although she was a bit dissolute in her bones, it did not mean that she was shameless. If she, a dignified saint of the Holy Sect of Flowers, were stripped naked and thrown into the street, it would be a scandal in the world.
Without Wang Teng taking action, she would probably hang herself.
Wang Teng had to sigh, for women, especially proud women, this trick is indeed the most useful.
When he captured the Flower Emperor last night, the Flower Emperor looked very tough and not afraid of death, which gave him a headache. Now, under the threat of this move, he calmed down in an instant, and the effect was really obvious.
"What question do you want to ask?" Hua Huang looked at Wang Teng warily.
"First, where is the location of the Huajian Holy Cult?" Wang Teng frowned and said thoughtfully.
The Holy Cult of Huajian is entrenched in the desert and is known to everyone in the world, but few people know its specific location.
It's like a "mist" floating in the desert with no fixed location.
"Why are you asking this? Do you want to enter my holy religion and save Wu Qingcheng?" The Flower Emperor sneered, and his heart couldn't help but beat faster.
The holy religion is impregnable, there are so many masters, and with the great formations left by many sages, even if the old monster goes through the tribulation period, there is a high probability that he will never come back.
Seeing that Wang Teng was only around the Withered Flower City, she thought that he only dared to think of solutions outside. She didn't expect that this kid had plans to go deep into the headquarters of the Holy Cult in Huajian to save people, which really surprised her.
"You don't need to ask more, just answer my question!" Wang Teng sneered.
"Hmph, it's okay to tell you. If you dare to go, it's just a dead body." The Flower King snorted coldly, with a look of contempt in his eyes, and said: "The location of my holy religion is in the desert three thousand miles to the west.
Within the "Mountains of Silence"."
"Mountain of Silence? No wonder." Hearing this, Zhenghe was surprised at first, and then nodded in relief.
The Silent Mountains are a well-known place deep in the desert. Legend has it that there is a mysterious atmosphere surrounding it all day long. People, businessmen, travelers, etc. who get close to it will become inexplicably lost and eventually starve to death.
Under the exaggeration of this terrifying anger, the Silent Mountains have become a dead end in the depths of the desert.
The Huajian Holy Cult has lived in it for generations, no wonder no one has discovered it.
