Meng Haijiao smiled, then clapped his hands, and two disciples in white were holding swords and leading a woman from behind, who was it not Wen Wan.
"Wen Wan, are you okay?" Meng Luochuan said with surprise on his face when he saw his wife was unharmed.
Wen Wan nodded and said softly: "I'm fine!"
"Okay, let's put the old memories aside for now. Our affairs haven't been resolved yet!" Meng Haijiao said with a smile.
Meng Luochuan clenched his fists and said with a gloomy face: "Meng Haijiao, what exactly do you want to do?"
"You have two choices now!"
"One, hand over the sect leader's token in exchange for your wife!"
"Two, kill your wife, and we will serve you as our master!" Meng Haijiao stared at Meng Luochuan arrogantly.
Meng Luochuan heard this and roared angrily: "Meng Haijiao, you are despicable, you actually threatened me with a weak woman!"
"You can think like this, but you have to make a choice today!" Meng Haijiao squinted his eyes and said coldly.
"You can only choose the position of Palace Master and the woman you love!"
Hearing Meng Haijiao's words, Meng Luochuan was so angry that blue veins appeared on his forehead, his whole body trembled, and he was in a dilemma.
This choice was too difficult and painful for him.
His father's lifelong wish was for him to inherit the position of Tianque Palace, develop Tianque Palace, and become the top power in Kyushu.
On the other side is the love of his life, the woman who is willing to grow old together with him and stay together for the rest of his life.
There was deathly silence all around. Meng Haijiao, Guishan Youquan, Shan Qiong, Lu Honghong, Wu Tong and Lu Chen were all waiting for him to make a decision.
Wen Wan's life and death depended on his thoughts.
"I don't want to make a choice, why are you forcing me!" Meng Luochuan shouted with pain in his eyes.
Meng Haijiao said in a deep voice: "Luochuan, you have to remember that the most ruthless emperor's family is. If you want to become a resident of Tianque Palace, you must be ruthless and cold-blooded. You are cowardly in nature, greedy for pleasure, and embarrassed by your great responsibility."
"It has been nearly a thousand years since the Tianque Palace was founded. The total number of disciples in the five halls is 60,000. It has taken many generations of hard work for such a huge foundation to reach its current scale."
"Your father hopes that his son will succeed and has high hopes for you. However, you are too indecisive and emotional. With the Tianque Palace in your hands, your decline will happen sooner or later. As a descendant of the Meng family, I will never allow this to happen!"
Meng Luochuan had a sarcastic look on his face: "Old man, please stop here and pretend to be benevolent and righteous. You just want to covet the position of palace master. Who can show you such a righteous face? I won't accept this!"
"Humph, Luo Chuan, you are stubborn and will not repent!" Meng Haijiao was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, shouting angrily.
Meng Luochuan shouted sternly: "Old man, let go of Wen Wan quickly, otherwise, you will regret it before it's too late."
"Your wife is in my hands. If you are wise, please hand over the palace master's token! Otherwise, I will kill him immediately as a warning to others." Meng Haijiao sneered.
Meng Luochuan's eyebrows knitted together and he gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you!"
"See if I dare!" Meng Haijiao waved his hand, and the two white-clothed disciples in charge of guarding instantly pressed their swords against Wen Wan's arms.
Meng Luochuan looked frightened and said: "Stop!"
"It seems that you don't want your wife to die, so hand over the things!" Meng Haijiao shouted sharply.
Meng Luochuan's expression changed for a long time, and he gritted his teeth and took out a pendant from his neck. Sure enough, there was a purple crystal hanging on it, and the tortoise-shell-like golden lines were looming.
"Have you made your decision? Have you forgotten your father's last wish and would rather give up the position of palace master and take this woman away." Meng Haijiao pursed his lips slightly and shook his head secretly, with a flash of disappointment in his eyes.
He sighed silently: "Brother, this kid Luochuan is not living up to expectations. All my good intentions have been wasted."
Meng Luochuan nodded heavily: "Yes, you want the position of palace master, I will give it to you, and give it back to me gracefully!"
"Very good, throw the things over here!" Meng Haijiao said slowly.
"Here you go!" Meng Luochuan was disheartened. After hesitating for a while, he threw the pendant over and drew a parabola in mid-air.
At this moment, Meng Haijiao suddenly shouted: "Lu Honghong, kill this woman!"
Everyone was shocked. What on earth did Meng Haijiao want to do? He had to give the Palace Master's token to him. Was he planning to kill Meng Luochuan's wife and eliminate the root cause?
"Old guy, you don't keep your word!" Meng Luochuan's face changed drastically, and his teeth were all bared. Why on earth was he trying to kill his wife when the things were already given to his uncle Meng Haijiao?
No one knows what Meng Haijiao wants to do. But he knows very well that if it is not polished, it will never become a great thing.
His nephew Meng Luochuan cared too much about his children's personal affairs and was soft-hearted. He had to cut off his thoughts. He would not be successful unless he polished off his affairs.
Whoosh, Lu Honghong, a man with a painted face and mask, turned into an erratic phantom, quickly rushed towards Wen Wan, and stabbed him with his sword like lightning.
"No!" Meng Luochuan shouted, with a look of despair.
Suddenly, a mutation occurred.
A flash of sad crimson sword light suddenly lit up. Lu Honghong had just pounced on him, but before he could react, his throat was suddenly cut open by a sword. The blood spread freely and he flew backwards. There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
"Who are you...!"
A beautiful figure flashed, and a beautiful figure jumped into the air, quickly grabbed the palace master's token that was thrown in the air, and landed on a tall stone tablet nearby.
Everyone was stunned for an instant, their eyes fixed on the beautiful woman wearing a plain cloak with a cold face, full of astonishment.
Who is she? She can actually kill Lu Honghong, whose strength has reached the innate real elixir realm, with one sword. The sudden scene is beyond everyone's expectation.
"Wen Wan!" Meng Luochuan stared at his wife in astonishment, with a confused look on his face.
Lu Chen in the crowd was staring at the exquisite purple-red sword in Wen Wan's hand. The hilt was hollow, with two pink silver bells inlaid inside. The scabbard had a complicated and exquisite pattern, and there was a line of void marks in the center of the blade.
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Drops of blood flowed slowly along the sharp sword blade, and with a pop, it fell to the ground and splashed clearly.
His eyes glanced at Lu Honghong, who had sealed his throat with a sword. The wound on his neck matched perfectly with the wound on the palace master of Tianque Palace. It was long and thin, without any trace, almost exactly the same.
"The spring waves on the Sadness Bridge are green, it is suspected that the shadow of Jinghong is coming! The sword is ranked seventh on the sword list, Jinghong Sword." Lu Chen's eyes turned cold, and it seemed that the answer in his heart had already come out.
The answer to the mystery came to light and all the truth came to light. It turned out that the murderer who killed the master of Tianque Palace was the woman in front of him. She was hidden deep enough that everyone here was deceived by her weak side.
Meng Haijiao came over in shock, and then shouted sharply: "You are not Wenwan, who are you!"
"I'm not the one you've been looking for!" Wen Wan said coldly, her originally tender eyes filled with fierce evil aura.
She lifted up the fox fur coat on her body, and countless crimson sword energy filled the air. Hee, hee, it instantly turned into a series of air blades and shredded the robe. Pieces of rags scattered all over the sky, flying like a snowstorm.
An enchanting figure slowly emerged. She was wearing black leather armor, a hollow black gauze skirt, black pointed slender boots, and a pair of tall, snow-white legs looming in the fluttering gauze skirt.
The temperament of the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes, and he is completely different from before.
If the previous Wen Wan was a rich young lady of Xiaojiabiyu type, then the current Wen Wan is a cold and charming female killer.
The frightening murderous aura filled the air, forcing the people around them to feel terrified.
Looking at Wen Wan who had undergone an astonishing change, everyone was stunned, as if struck by lightning, their eyes were dull, and everyone took a breath.
The air solidified quietly, and there was no sound.
"Qisha, you must be Lian Zhen!" A moment after coming over, a cold voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears. Looking around, it turned out to be Lu Chen, the so-called unparalleled swordsman, who couldn't help but say something.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Wen Wan's mouth: "Mr. Lu, you are really smart!"
"I've been looking for you for a long time!" Lu Chen clenched the Xuanqing heavy sword with a murderous look on his face.
Wen Wan said indifferently: "To each other!"
"So it was you who killed my eldest brother!" A sharp shout suddenly came from the mouth of Meng Haijiao next to him.
Wen Wan glanced at him coldly: "Yes, it was indeed me who killed him. You have to take the blame, which really makes you feel wronged!"
"Wen Wan, why are you doing this? Do you just want to get that token?" Meng Luochuan stared at the charming Wen Wan, feeling confused for a moment.
He always thought that his father was plotted by his uncle Meng Haijiao, but he never thought that the murderer turned out to be someone else. He had wrongly blamed his uncle Meng Haijiao, and he regretted it endlessly.
Meng Luochuan was filled with annoyance and pain. He never thought that the murderer who assassinated his father was always lurking around him. And this person was the wife he wanted to protect with all his heart. After learning the truth, Meng Luochuan's mentality almost collapsed.
Why, all these unfortunate things happened to him, how could he be blind and fall in love with Wenwan in the first place?
Wen Wan is so good at pretending, she can make a fake show, and she can even use her emotions. This is precisely Meng Luochuan's weakness, acting emotionally, but unexpectedly he is played by the other party.
The people of Seven Kills are indeed not simple things.
Everything in the world is unpredictable, and fate plays tricks on people!
"Why do you do this? Huh, why, you still think of me as your beloved wife? This token is indeed what I want, but it's more than that." Wen Wan sneered, her beautiful eyes full of complex colors.
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Meng Luochuan's eyes were red, his body was shaking uncontrollably, tears were pouring from his eyes, and his heart was bleeding. He didn't want to believe that all of this was true.
"I forgot to tell you that Wenwan is just an ordinary identity I have in the secular world. You should call me Lianzhen now. The purpose is just to get close to you and seize the secret armor of the Black Turtle. This is just part of my plan!"
"It's pitiful that you, the Meng family, are fighting among themselves, killing each other, and wasting those innocent lives. I really feel sorry for you!"
"Meng Luochuan, you won't be immersed in the gentle land, will you? Wake up, I am not your wife." Wen Wan said coldly.
Meng Haijiao's eyes were cold and stern as he said: "Bitch, it turns out that you were secretly planning all of this and planning every step of the way!"
"That's right, I forgot to tell you. In fact, the leaders of Jinsha Hall, Wu Ma, Hu Yanxi, and Black and White Wuchang were secretly arranged by me. You guys are so stupid!" Lian Zhen said with a sarcastic expression.
Lu Chen walked out of the crowd and came to a short distance in front of Lian Zhen. He said coldly: "The people of Qisha are really not good. They work step by step and are linked together! One person has turned a second-rate sect upside down. What a good method."
"Lu Chen, you shouldn't be here, why are you seeking death!" Lian Zhen stared at Lu Chen with cold eyes.
Lu Chen sneered and said: "It's ridiculous to seek your own death. I've been looking for you and spent so much time. Do you want me to give up halfway?"
