When Beiming Piaoxue saw this man, her eyes narrowed on her, and there was no concealment of desire in her eyes. She frowned and said lightly: "Hello, I am Bei.
"The snow is falling".
"Hello, Miss Piaoxue, my name is Chen Wu, and I am the apprentice of King Dihuodan." Chen Wu walked towards Beiming Piaoxue, stretched out his hand to shake hands, and praised: "I have long heard that Miss Piaoxue is beautiful.
Ruhua, when I saw it today, I was not disappointed.”
Bei Ming Piaoxue stretched out her hand politely and shook hands with Chen Wu. When she wanted to pull it out, she found that Chen Wu was holding it tightly. Bei Ming Piaoxue wanted to be angry, but thought that now the family would have to ask Di Huodan for help.
Wang, he held back forcefully and pulled out his jade hand with a little force.
Chen Wu sighed in his heart, the beauty's soft and delicate little hands were really comfortable to touch, but the time was too short, which was a bit regretful.
But Chen Wu soon became happy again, because this beauty would soon be his, and he didn't mind waiting a little longer.
"Brother Xiaotian, please make a decision quickly. I'm very busy and have a lot of things to do." King Dihuodan looked at Beiming Xiaotian and said.
"Okay, I promise you." Beiming Xiaotian's face was uncertain, but he finally agreed.
"I agree to both of your requests." When Beiming Xiaotian said this, his tone turned cold and said, "But if you can't refine the Miasma Breaking Pill, you know the consequences."
Although King Dihuodan is a god king, he is only a junior god king. For the Beiming family, he can be killed easily.
"Brother Xiaotian, you are threatening me," King Dihuodan said with some displeasure.
"Humph" Beiming Xiaotian snorted coldly.
"Shua"
A sharp sword light suddenly shot from outside, and no one around them reacted, because this was the Beiming family, and no one dared to do anything here.
This sword light shot directly at Chen Wu.
There was only this sword light in Chen Wu's pupils. He was frightened and was trembling on the spot. He used his divine power to resist.
Puff.
A spurt of blood shot out from Chen Wu's waist, and he was knocked away.
"Ouch"
Chen Wu screamed in pain.
"Who moved the hand?"
King Dihodan's face suddenly darkened.
The Beiming Clan also changed their expressions, not knowing who made the move.
"I can't resist even an ordinary sword light. It's just a dream for a waste like you to want to get your hands on my sister." A voice full of sarcasm sounded from outside the door. Soon, a young and handsome young man emerged from the door.
Walk in outside.
He was tall and handsome, with cold eyes. He looked at the injured Chen Wu with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.
"It turns out that the young master of the Beiming family did it. Brother Xiaotian, it seems that you don't want your ancestor to live." King Dihuodan said with an extremely ugly face.
"Beiming Piaoyu, what are you doing?" Beiming Xiaotian glared at his grandson.
"Grandpa, I don't want my sister to marry Chen Wu. Chen Wu, a loser, is not worthy of my sister at all." Beiming Piaoyu saw his grandfather's angry eyes, but still said stubbornly.
The people around him were silent after hearing Beiming Piaoyu's words. They didn't want Beiming Piaoxue to marry Chen Wu, but they had no choice.
"Chen Wu, are you okay?" At this time, King Dihuo Dan came to Chen Wu and took out a healing pill for Chen Wu to take.
"Brother Xiaotian, I understand your decision, Chen Wu, let's go," God King Dihuo said with an extremely gloomy expression.
Chen Wu bared his teeth and followed behind his master.
"Brother Dihuo, please stay."
Seeing King Dihuodan preparing to leave, Beiming Zhantian gritted his teeth and called out to the latter.
"The young master of the Beiming tribe hurt my apprentice, let's forget it." King Dihuodan stopped, his tone was cold, but a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He knew that the Beiming Clan would keep him.
Because only he can save Beiming Zhantian.
Beiming Zhantian is the top god-king who is now poisoned by the Beiming family.
Beiming Zhantian is now the strongest fighting force of the Beiming family, and the Beiming family still needs him to be in charge. If he dies, the prestige of the Beiming family will plummet.
"Piaoyu, apologize to Chen Wu" Beiming Xiaotian looked at Beiming Piaoyu and said in a deep voice.
Beiming Piaoxue also said: "Piaoyu, stop messing around."
"What, grandpa asked me to apologize to a loser?" Beiming Piaoyu looked at his grandpa, his eyes widening.
"I will not apologize to a loser," Beiming Piaoyu said. At the same time, he looked at his sister and said angrily: "Sister, you can't marry this loser."
Snapped!
A loud slap sounded, and a bright red slap suddenly appeared on Beiming Piaoyu's face.
Beiming Piaoyu was stunned. He never expected that his grandfather would hit him.
"I won't apologize," Beiming Xiaotian said in a cold tone.
"If you don't apologize, you won't apologize if you beat me to death. Just kill me," Beiming Piaoyu said stubbornly.
Beiming Xiaotian sighed in his heart, looking at Beiming Piaoyu's stubborn look, he didn't know what to do.
"Brother Xiaotian, if your grandson doesn't apologize, my apprentice and I will leave," King Dihuodan said lazily.
Disciple Chen Wu also looked at Beiming Piaoyu fiercely. This bastard actually dared to plot against him. Naturally, just an apology could not calm the anger in his heart, but he also knew not to push too hard. If he put forward excessive conditions, he would put Bei Ming into trouble.
The Ming family is in a hurry.
Beiming Xiaotian summoned a sword and said coldly: "If you give Mr. Chen Wu a sword, then I will give you a sword."
Beiming Piaoyu still looked at his grandfather coldly.
Just when the atmosphere was at a stalemate, somewhere in the Beiming family, an invisible energy suddenly vibrated, and the people in the hall immediately felt this energy.
"This is a teleported energy wave. Someone teleported from Sokar Star to Beichen Star."
Everyone immediately understood what happened.
"Haha, brother Xiaotian, what are you doing, using a sword to teach your grandson a lesson?" A cheerful voice sounded, and everyone saw two shadows stopping in the middle of the hall.
"Brother Jianyi," Beiming Xiaotian saw that the person coming was the Supreme Elder of Wanjiang Pavilion, and immediately responded with clasped fists.
"The atmosphere is so weird. Could it be that the Beiming family has encountered some trouble?" Jianyi looked at the silent and solemn atmosphere around him and asked curiously.
"Hey, it's hard to put it into words," Beiming Xiaotian sighed and said.
"Who is this"
Beiming Xiaotian did not elaborate, but then he found a young man with a curious face next to Jianyi, and couldn't help but ask: "This is your new disciple."
"No, this is my nephew," Jian Yi said.
"Nephew"
Beiming Xiaotian was stunned for a moment, but soon his eyes widened and he exclaimed: "You mean he is...".
"Yeah" Jian nodded.
"Xu Ran, this is Beiming Xiaotian, the head of the Beiming clan," Jianyi introduced to Xu Ran.