After returning to the city lord's palace, Haimuer pressed again and again, but Jin Meier did not give in. Today is already the third day.
Just when she was stunned, the door behind her opened and a tall and muscular man walked in.
This guy is the head of the Hongtian tribe and the lord of Hongtian City, Haimuer.
He is also very powerful and has reached the level of a first-order warrior, which is equivalent to the peak of the human race's Great Luo Immortal.
After seeing Jin Meier, Haimuer smiled, his eyes full of obsession.
Although there are countless beauties in his house, none of them can compare with the woman in front of him.
"Little beauty, what are you thinking about?"
Jin Meier glanced at him with disgust on her face.
"Stop dreaming. A good girl won't marry a second husband. I have a man, and I won't be able to marry you even if I die."
Heimure said: "Little beauty, I have already investigated. You have just ascended from the lower world. Where is the man?"
"I am already married in the lower realm. He will definitely ascend to the fairy world and come to me."
"The lower realm! Hahaha..."
Haimoor laughed arrogantly and glanced disdainfully at his mouth.
"The low-level interface below is all low-level creatures. In the eyes of our fairy world, they are all ants.
Don’t say that your man doesn’t have that ability, so what if he has the ability to ascend, I’m afraid he’s already been cut into pieces by the catastrophe, so how can he still have the chance to come to my ancient world?”
"Pooh!"
Jin Meier spat at him harshly, "Even if you die a hundred or a thousand times, nothing will happen to my man. He will definitely come here to find me!"
Haimoor frowned: "Why are you so stubborn? So what if he can successfully ascend to the Immortal Realm? What if he comes to the ancient world?
This city lord is now a first-order prehistoric warrior. He is worthless in front of me. I can crush him to death with just one finger.
An ant and a pariah, what qualifications do you have compared to me?"
He really couldn't understand what Jin Mei'er was thinking?
I have seen many female cultivators who have just ascended in the past. Those women know their identity and don’t need to talk nonsense. They want to take off their clothes immediately and run into bed.
But the one in front of me just doesn't have enough oil and salt, no matter what I say, it won't work.
After he finished speaking, Jin Meier smiled coldly, her expression full of disdain.
"Why do you still want to compete with him? Let me tell you, my man is a thousand times ten thousand times stronger than you, and you can't even compare with a finger of his!"
"Brainless woman!"
Heimer was furious and completely lost his patience.
In the Lower Heaven Territory, the most powerful person in the entire prehistoric world is the fourth-level prehistoric war god, who is equivalent to the human race's Immortal King.
As a first-order prehistoric war general, he was only inferior to the prehistoric war god in terms of status and strength, and he also commanded the Hongtian tribe.
It is no exaggeration to say that this person is inferior to ten thousand people and has always been respected by others.
Today, in Jin Mei'er's mouth, she couldn't even compare to an ant from the lower world. How could he not be angry?
"I'll give you one last chance. Should you marry or not?"
Jin Meier shook her head with a firm look on her face.
"I will tell you for the last time that I am his person in life and his ghost in death. I will never marry you no matter what!"
"Since you are shameless, you can't blame me."
Haimuer completely lost his patience. He was originally conquered by Jin Meier's appearance and thought that he could marry her into the house openly.
Since this road doesn't work, we can only use force.
Besides, he is not a good guy, and he has used this method a lot in the past.
After saying that, he strode over and said, "Whether you are willing or not today, you are destined to become my woman."
"You're dreaming!"
Jin Mei'er was well prepared. With a flip of her wrist, the short spear appeared in her palm and stabbed her heart fiercely.
From the day she was taken captive to the city lord's palace, she was ready to die for love at any time.
Even if I die, I can't do anything to regret Ye Bufan.
But as he saw the tip of the spear about to pierce his heart, a sudden overwhelming pressure came over him.
This pressure was so strong that it made it difficult for her to breathe and she couldn't use any strength on her hands.
At this time, Jin Meier was completely panicked. She had never calculated that the other party was so powerful.
It's no wonder that since he ascended to the wild world, he hasn't even had a chance to fight with others, let alone how strong a first-order wild god general is.
Heimure chuckled, reached out and grabbed her short gun in his hand, rubbed it gently, and turned it into a pile of scrap metal and threw it in the corner.
Jin Meier's short spear has been with her for many years, and it is considered a rare treasure in Kunlun Wonderland.
But now in the ancient world, it is as soft as twists in the opponent's hands.
"Young beauty, you want to die in my hands, how is this possible!
Without my consent, you can't die even if you want to!" Jin Meier shouted angrily: "Asshole, let me go quickly, otherwise my man will definitely not let you go when he ascends."
"It's really interesting."
Haimu sneered and shook his head, "Originally, this kind of ant couldn't get into the eyes of this city lord, but after you said that, I want to see how capable he is.
One day when I come to the ancient world, I will definitely catch him and crush his head in front of you.
Let you see who is the real strong man and who is the real man!
Now all you have to do is tell me who he is and what is his name?"
"No need to tell you, sooner or later he will come and destroy your Hongtian tribe and chop off your head!"
Jin Meier hated the guy in front of her, but her basic rationality was still there and she would not find another enemy for Ye Bufan before he ascended.
"Hahaha, don't you dare say so? Then forget it."
Haimoor smiled lustfully, "What you have to do now is to be my woman."
As he spoke, he stretched out his big furry hand and grabbed it directly.
Jin Meier's face turned livid with anger, and she wanted to slap the other person to death, but she simply didn't have the strength now.
"Xiaofan, I'm sorry for you!"
Just when she was filled with despair, suddenly there was a loud shout outside.
"The high priest is here, come out quickly to greet him!"
Haimuer, who originally had a wretched look on his face, suddenly changed his expression when he heard this loud shout.
In the entire prehistoric world, the one with the highest status and the strongest strength is the prehistoric god of war, Temühan.
As for Timurhan's men, the most powerful and respected one was the high priest Yu Xian in front of him.
It is no exaggeration to say that wherever this high priest goes, he can represent half of the prehistoric God of War.
Although he was the head of the Hong Tian tribe, he did not dare to neglect You Xian's arrival.
"You just stay here and wait for me to come back later!"
After saying this, Haimuer reached out and snatched away Jin Meier's storage ring, and then strode outside.
At this moment, there are three people standing in the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, led by the high priest You Xian.
They are both fourth-level gods of war, and their strength is also divided into high and low levels.
Timurhan's strength is the strongest, almost equivalent to the peak of the Immortal King, while the high priest You Xian in front of him is equivalent to the early stage of the Immortal King.
There were two guards behind him, none of them were worse than Haimuer in strength, they were both first-order prehistoric warriors.
