The pretty woman's expression when she spoke was not only full of energy, but the look she looked at Zong Shou was also extremely intense. It was as if Zong Shou was already her property.
"If you agree, I may not be able to help you seize the position of the Demon King of Qiantian Mountain. But before you become the Earth Wheel Six Meridians Martial Sect, I will kill anyone who dares to kill you!"
Yin Yang was even more vigilant and mused: "The furnace cauldron Yuan Fei? May I ask, girl, is it from the Xuanshui Demon Sect or the Yuan Demon Temple? Or is it the Tanshan Shamo Demon——"
"It's the Tanshan Qiling Sect, the Shao Mo Sect you call it!"
The woman raised her chin proudly and glared at Yin Yang fiercely, as if she was very dissatisfied with the magic word that came out of his mouth.
"I will not change my name in business, and I will not change my surname in office. Zhao Yanran, the chief disciple of Qiling Sect, went down the mountain on the order of his master to seek the origin of the fetus!"
Yin Yang gave a bitter smile, but his eyes were cold and without any warmth: "So, Miss Yanran is planning to practice the method of the noble sect's mysterious demon incubation, in order to break through the realm of heaven in one fell swoop? I just heard that , the method of Guizong has always been about death or injury. Even if a person who is a Yuan Fei can survive, his cultivation will be completely ruined. There are almost no exceptions——"
"Of course! It has long been recorded in the ancestor's legacy. The life and death outcome between the person who planted the fetus and the Yuan Fei of the furnace is a number of seven or three. However, so far, in our sect, only one person has been able to survive the furnace. That’s it. There are so many similar methods in the world, which one is not like this? It’s just that you don’t have any other choice now?”
When she said this, Zhao Yanran glanced sideways at Zong Shou again: "If you accept my fetal seed, your body with two veins can be suppressed by the master before! You can advance by leaps and bounds in both martial arts and spiritual skills. If you don't want to, I will kill you now. My embryonic seed is the twelve phantom fire lotus seeds that the master personally went down 30,000 feet into the ground to sacrifice. It is born with pure phantom flame evil power. Once planted, it can Directly open the seven meridians within half a year. How you choose is all up to you!"
Chuxue Liu frowned slightly, feeling secretly chilled. Zhao Yanran seemed to have no pity for other people's lives, and just regarded it as an ordinary thing. When talking about killing, his tone was also terrifyingly calm.
Thinking back again, the few warriors who were buried among the wolves were just performing a show. I couldn't help but feel chills all over my body, and unconsciously took a step closer to Zong Shou.
She was not afraid of killing, but she was really afraid of the woman in front of her.
After all, he is a character who is recognized as a member of the Demon Sect. Both his temperament and methods are terrifyingly weird.
Just when she felt that the coldness seemed to have invaded her bone marrow, Zong Shou patted her on the shoulder. Chuxue immediately felt her body warm. Only then did she realize that she had been captured by this woman's spirit unconsciously. Then she continued again. Seeing the young man beside him, he said with a calm expression: "Choose me to be the cauldron? Miss Yanran has really thought about it? Are you not afraid that in the future, all the years of hard work will be usurped by me?"
Zhao Yanran heard this and said coldly: "Whether it is the way of martial arts or the practice of soul method, the word 'not afraid' is important. I am seven and you are three, it is either life or death. How can there be so many people who are afraid of the head and the tail? Win. Of course it's best to win, and it doesn't matter if you lose. Zong Shou, you are the most talented person I have seen in the past sixteen years. Unfortunately, you are trapped by your bloodline and it is difficult to achieve anything in your life. If you are a useless person like you, I will not If you can't win, you deserve it! In short, the better you are in the future, the happier I, Zhao Yanran, will be!"
"The more outstanding you are, the happier you are? Haha, the Yuan Fei made from phantom fire lotus seeds, to be honest, is really a bit exciting."
Zong Shou smiled slightly, and the next moment, his face was stern: "When you're done, get out of here!"
It is no lie to say that it is exciting. The phantom fire lotus is indeed a good thing. It is even more tempting to rush into the realm of the secret martial artist in one fell swoop.
Even if no one else intervenes to help, he is 99% sure that it will backfire on the fetus owner.
It's just that once the method of the mysterious demon's embryo and the phantom fire lotus are used, it is equivalent to firmly limiting one's future path.
As far as he knew, the fetal seed was somewhat in conflict with his method of swallowing Yuan.
More importantly, he was thoroughly annoyed by this woman's madness. Her slightly crazy attitude, condescending tone, and air of having everything under control made him dislike it——
Chuxue secretly rejoiced, holding the sword with her hand and staring at Zhao Yanran warily. The sword claws on her left hand were also slightly open.
Zhao Yanran was obviously startled, and looked at Zong Shou in disbelief. It seemed that she did not expect that her proposal would be rejected. After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yanran did not directly kill anyone, but frowned: "
Why would you refuse? With Zongshou’s ruthlessness when you killed that soul master, you shouldn’t refuse. But the conditions I offered are not enough? Or are you actually cowardly? No, if that’s the case, you should agree to it——
"
Zong Shou sneered and said nothing, not bothering to explain that a fight was inevitable today. He looked deeply at the woman's injuries.
The medicine he prepared is not very toxic, but very penetrating. Once it is contaminated, it will be like a gangrene attached to the bone, which is extremely difficult to eliminate.
Even for an innate martial artist, after this quarter of an hour, it should be effective.
Even if only Yin Yang, an eighth-level secret martial artist, is barely qualified to fight Zhao Yanran, he still has a certain chance of winning today's battle.
The chance of winning is about nine to one, Zhao Yanran is nine, and the three of them only have one.
Zhao Yanran talked to herself for a moment, but her expression gradually calmed down. Instead of taking action, she smiled sweetly: "Whether you are willing to do it or not, let's wait until you hear me play a piece of music before you tell me -'
He actually took out several Dongxiao with different styles and textures from his waist. Then, as if it was difficult to choose, he looked at these Dongxiao with an extremely serious expression.
"Which one should I choose?"
Zong Shou raised his brows lightly, and he knew at a glance that this person was indeed an expert in music. The same Xiao music, played with different cave flutes, would produce different charms. The iron flute is thick, the bamboo flute is ethereal, and the jade flute is crisp.
Have their own characteristics.
As far as he knew, the so-called Tanshan Qiling Sect had passed down several musical secrets since ancient times, using sounds to hurt people.
With only a brief thought in his mind, he guessed what this woman was planning. Zong Shou looked down at him and said with a smile: "If Miss Yanran can't find a suitable flute, I have one here. I guarantee you will be satisfied!"
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Su Chuxue was slightly startled, wondering when they had brought this thing with them. She and Yin Yang both focused on improving in martial arts. As for the young master himself, he had never touched it.
After a while, he finally woke up and realized something. His cheeks immediately turned red and he spat secretly, cursing Zong Shou in his heart. It was really obscene.
Zhao Yanran didn't realize it at all, and it only took a moment to take one of the jade flutes in her hand, and put the blow hole to her lips with a very serious expression.
When the Xiao sound first started, it was cold and ethereal, but it was like an intermittent gossamer, low and weak, and continuous.
Both Yin Yang and Chu Xue were on guard. However, after listening for just a moment, they unconsciously fell into trance.
Gradually the voice sounded like weeping, which subconsciously gave rise to sadness.
Zong Shou is the weakest among the three, but he always smiles calmly. A black cloud-patterned flying knife is always looming in his sleeve.
The truth is his own, and he will not be fooled by the sound of the flute. However, a moment later, the memories in his mind suddenly came one after another. He was completely off guard, and his mind was immersed in it.
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