"Boy, do you think that the 'fighting competition' held by my city lord's palace is just a play? Or do you think that no one wants my daughter? If you want to marry, you can marry, and if you don't want to marry, don't marry?"
Feng Wudao glanced at Duan Lingtian coldly and shouted in a deep voice.
Now, seeing Duan Lingtian spitting out a mouthful of blood under his aura, Feng Wudao's eyes flashed with a trace of imperceptible surprise.
Originally, in his opinion, his momentum was enough to make Duan Lingtian, a mere fifth-level Nascent Soul realm warrior, collapse to the ground.
"If you do this, where will you put the majesty of my city lord's palace? Where will you put my daughter's face?!"
Feng Wudao's voice suddenly became stern.
Wow!
A more powerful aura swept out and swept towards Duan Lingtian.
Suddenly, Duan Lingtian's already pale face changed again, and he felt like he was in the center of the storm, teetering on the edge of collapse.
Duan Lingtian glanced at the woman standing next to Feng Wudao with a pair of reddish eyes. He spat out a mouthful of blood again and said with a bitter smile: "City Master Feng, when I stepped onto the ring, I told Ling Qianjin... I only
It’s the ‘soul-shedding fruit’.”
"You...really don't like me?"
The city lord's golden eyes were filled with tears as he stared at Duan Lingtian, his soft and melodious voice mixed with a bit of excitement.
Duan Lingtian sighed, "I haven't even seen your face, so how can I not like you? It's just that I am here only for the 'Soul Slaughter Fruit', and I have no other intention... If I can't just 'slough'
Soul Fruit', then I’ll excuse you and say goodbye!”
"Feel sorry."
Duan Lingtian looked at the city lord's daughter, smiled apologetically, turned around, and wanted to leave.
"Do you think my City Lord's Mansion is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want?"
The moment Duan Lingtian turned around, he felt a sound, as if it had condensed into a sharp arrow, and penetrated into his ears, causing his eardrums to tremble.
A force that he could not match instantly spread throughout his body.
The next moment, he only felt weak all over, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.
The group of people outside the ring in front of him gradually disappeared in his eyes.
"Zhizhi"
Before he passed out, he only heard the angry cry of the little golden mouse in his ears, and then completely lost consciousness.
When Duan Lingtian regained consciousness, he felt a pain all over his body.
"It hurts!"
Duan Lingtian opened his eyes and realized that he was lying on a luxurious bed in a spacious room.
"you're awake?"
At this moment, the door was opened, and a fiery red figure walked in, holding a plate in his hand. On the plate was a bowl of fragrant meat porridge.
Smelling the aroma of porridge, Duan Lingtian's stomach growled unsatisfactorily.
"Why am I here?"
Looking at the veiled woman in red in front of him, who was the daughter of the city lord, Duan Lingtian shook his somewhat groggy head and asked.
"You were knocked unconscious by my father. You have been unconscious for three days and three nights... My father's temper is just like that. Don't take it to heart."
The city lord's daughter put the porridge aside and helped Duan Lingtian lie down halfway. Then she took off her veil, picked up the bowl of porridge, took a spoonful, put it to her mouth and blew on it, handed it to Duan Lingtian, and said with a smile: "It's been three days.
, you must be hungry."
However, Duan Lingtian was stunned now.
The moment the city lord's daughter took off her veil, he was completely stunned.
The veil fell, and in front of Duan Lingtian's eyes, there was a beautiful face like Chen Yuluoyan, with picturesque black eyebrows, eyes like two dots of autumn water, a beautiful nose, red lips, white teeth, and natural and tranquil facial features, which outlined a perfect outline.
Breathtakingly beautiful.
Just like the fairy who fell into the mortal world.
At this moment, Duan Lingtian felt that his heart had completely calmed down because of the woman's appearance.
"You... are so beautiful."
Duan Lingtian murmured.
The beauty of a woman is breathtaking.
"It's time for you to drink porridge."
The woman's pretty face was crimson, as if she could bleed, and she was as gentle as water. She was completely different from the sassy woman who had previously fought Duan Lingtian on the ring.
It's like fire, it's still like water.
This is Duan Lingtian's inner impression of women.
Duan Lingtian allowed the woman to give him a mouthful of porridge. As the porridge entered his stomach, he felt a surge of warmth.
"I...I don't know your name yet?"
The woman asked timidly.
"My name is Duan Lingtian."
Duan Lingtian smiled slightly and looked at the woman, "What about you?"
"Feng Tian Wu."
The woman smiled sweetly.
"I'm really sorry about what happened last time...I was really not prepared."
Thinking of what happened that day, Duan Lingtian looked apologetic.
Hearing this, Feng Tianwu seemed to recall the events of that day, and sighed quietly, "You...don't blame my father, my father is also doing it for me. Maybe it's because your conditions are so in line with the person in my destiny...
…That’s why my father doesn’t want you to leave right now.”
"That person in destiny?"
Hearing Feng Tianwu's words, Duan Lingtian was as confused as Monk Zhang Er.
What fate?
Feng Tianwu continued to feed Duan Lingtian porridge, and slowly explained: "Actually, my father, I, Grandpa Kong, and Grandma Xu all came to this city a few years ago... At that time, this city
The city is not yet called 'Fengqi City'."
Duan Lingtian was surprised. He did not expect that the city lord Feng Wudao was not from this city before.
After Feng Wudao came, he became the city lord in just a few years, and even gained the respect of the residents of Fengqi City...
Such a method is shocking.
"Then where are you from?"
Duan Lingtian asked curiously.
"Han Dynasty."
Feng Tianwu said slowly.
"Han Dynasty!"
Duan Lingtian was shocked.
When he thought of Feng Tianwu's talent in martial arts and Feng Wudao's unfathomable strength, he felt relieved again.
Perhaps, only people from the Han Dynasty could have such terrifying talent and strength.
"What is 'fate' you just mentioned?"
Recalling what Feng Tianwu said just now, Duan Lingtian asked curiously.
Feng Tianwu sighed quietly and said slowly: "That is the 'fate' that my great-grandmother divined for me... She is a powerful 'divinationist' and the person I respect most in my life. But.
, she spent the last twenty years of her life in order to divine a way out for this unlucky person like me."
After talking about it, Feng Tianwu's pretty face was covered with tears.
Fortune teller?
Duan Lingtian was confused when he heard this. Is this 'divineer' similar to those fortune tellers in his previous life?
However, in his previous life, Duan Lingtian never believed this.
"Don't be sad... Since your grandma has chosen to do this, it shows that she loves you very much. I don't think she would be willing to see you like this if she knew it."
Although Duan Lingtian didn't believe in divination or fate, Feng Tianwu's current appearance of pear blossoms with rain still made him unbearable and he quickly advised her.
With his comfort, Feng Tianwu finally recovered.
"Do you think the so-called 'fate' is very illusory?"
Feng Tianwu looked into Duan Lingtian's eyes and asked suddenly.
Feng Tianwu's pair of autumn eyes were pure and flawless, like two beautiful gems, which made Duan Lingtian's heart tremble.
Regarding Feng Tianwu's question, he did not deny it and nodded.
Feng Tianwu said slowly: "At first, I didn't want to believe it... It wasn't until the last time I was in the martial arts arena, when I thought I was not as strong as you, that I believed that my grandma had divined it for me.
The 'destiny' is not illusory."
"How to say?"
Duan Lingtian looked at Feng Tianwu with great interest.
"Do you know why my father brought me to this city in the far south of the Blackstone Empire?"
Feng Tianwu asked and answered herself, "It's because of the 'fate' that my grandma divined for me...According to what my grandma said, when I was twenty years old, I would be in Fengqi, the southernmost city of the Blackstone Empire.
City', meeting the man of my destiny."
Having said this, a blush appeared on Feng Tianwu's beautiful face, "So, after my father became the lord of this city, he changed the name of this city to 'Fengqi City'."
"My grandma said that the man in my destiny came from the south... When I was twenty years old, he would appear at a certain time. She asked my father to hold a competition for me to recruit a bride at that time. With her
The 'soul-slaughtering fruit' left behind is used as my dowry."
Feng Tianwu continued: "This year, I am just twenty years old... My father believed in my grandmother's words. Within the time period that my grandmother said, he held a competition for me to find a bride, just to wait for the man in my destiny to appear.
The ten days of the contest to recruit a bride were the time period when my grandmother learned from divination that the man would appear..."
"According to what my grandma said, that man, who is no more than twenty-five years old, will defeat me in the competition to find a bride."
"With my strength, young talents under the age of twenty-five who can defeat me, let alone in this remote city of the Black Stone Empire...even if we look at the entire Han Dynasty, they are rare."
"Nine days before the martial arts competition, although many people came, no one was my enemy. Seeing the tenth day coming, I once had a thought in my mind... Maybe my grandma was really wrong. Until
You appeared and defeated me, and then I realized that my grandma’s destiny, which she spent twenty years of her life divining for me, was not without purpose.”
After finishing speaking, Feng Tianwu looked at Duan Lingtian and asked, "Are you from the south?"
Feng Tianwu's words would make Duan Lingtian unable to recover for a while.
To him, everything Feng Tianwu said was too mysterious.
Fate?
He doesn't believe this.
"Yes, I am from the south...but, maybe all this is just a coincidence?"
Duan Lingtian said to Feng Tianwu.
He comes from the Qinglin Empire, and the Qinglin Empire is indeed to the south of the Moshi Empire.
"coincide?"
Feng Tianwu shook her head and was silent for a while, then she said, "Don't worry, if you don't want to, I won't force you."