How many heroes in the inner city alliance, including the heavenly king Association and nine families and twelve sects - you let three little girls be elders, and others are excluded?

Aren't you afraid of the scourge?

Wang Pixian wanted to cry without tears. He wanted to persuade again, but he was pushed back by Shen Zhenyi.

"If you are not convinced, you can fight again."

Take it! How can you be unconvinced?

Just now, even the twelve Clowns of the heavenly king association are not the opponents of these three female disciples. They don't want these crafty Patriarchs to die.

Wang Pixian and Bai Libi smiled bitterly opposite, helpless.

I thought I could take advantage of it, but it turned out to be the result - but anyway, the heavenly king will suffer.

——Let Luo Tianwang have a headache.

When King Luo heard about Shen Zhenyi's decision, he was stunned.

He is also well-informed. He has never seen such an arbitrary person!

Shen Zhenyi offended the heavenly king Association and the nine families and twelve sects at the same time. Does he really think that he can cover the sky with only one hand? Take Luo Tianwang as a decoration?

"Not to say, as long as these three disciples win twelve ugly, is the old Presbyterian has the final say?"

Luo Tianwang sent someone to ask. Shen Zhenyi Hun didn't care and responded calmly.

——So

The messenger retreated and returned to King Luo. King Luo closed his eyes slightly and said with a sneer, "what a third childe Shen, but that's all. Let's do it for the time being. Anyway, his three female disciples won't live long with the martial arts of gentleman's style."

He doesn't know as much as the ghost hair Taoist, but he has heard of it. With his current power, he can know it with a little investigation.

Is Shen Zhenyi really deliberately sacrificing his disciples to fight for the position of the Presbyterian Council?

That's good!

Luo Tianwang sneered.

Lu Yao knows horsepower and sees people's hearts over time. As long as he has a purpose, he will always show his fox tail.

As long as there is king Luo, the fifth most important thing in the divine and human realm, no more conspiracy in abandoned sword villa can stir up trouble!

——Even King Luo stopped fighting. Naturally, this matter will not be settled.

The nine families and twelve sects had no choice but to disperse and worry about each other.

They all know that it's not over yet.

With a long smile, heize military division walked away, as if he had seen a good play.

Guangshengjun came to say hello to Shen Zhenyi, "you are really beyond my expectation."

He thought Shen Zhenyi was a worldly expert who inherited the inheritance of medical skills.

——But what happened later was beyond his expectation.

Shen Zhenyi was generous: "miss guangxin'er needs a second needle in about months. I will come to the door."

"Thank you."

Guangshengjun's status is inconvenient to say more. He thanked and hid in the air.

Shen Zhenyi retreated with a smile.

The event of inner city alliance ended inexplicably. Although King Luo achieved his long cherished wish, he also left a big laughing stock.

Most people in the inner city feel unimaginable and laugh when they hear the final result.

——Even Ouyang is no exception.

The head of the elder, the assistant of the city Lord, walked into the city Lord's house with a laugh.

"Lord, did you hear a joke?"

His tone was clear and clear, and he gently shook the folding fan. The whole was as bright as the moon, his eyes bent, and as cunning as a white fox.

The Lord stood under the tree.

Tear sword, insert into the soil.

The petals fall in the wind, encounter the cold blade, silently turn into two halves and fall into dust.

The city Lord still didn't speak, and the black cloak flew in the wind behind him.

"... this time, it's the third childe Shen again?"

Ouyang Jue hung his appetite with a smile.

The sword of tears hummed and vibrated.

The city Lord's eyes fell on the sword body, and the reflection of the blade lit up the city Lord's eyes hidden behind his hood.

What kind of eyes they are!

Bright as a star, but chaotic as the sea.

The blood glow is evil, but the last red pupil condenses love, pain and sorrow.

Ouyang could not help but bow his head and avoid the eyes of the city Lord.

He suddenly lost his spirits.

Even after such a long time, the pain is still real. It doesn't need any external stimulation. It can still break people's heart.

The pain has reached this level, but there is a solemn greatness. If you tease it again, it will appear a little frivolous and boring.

"It's about King Luo."

Ouyang Jue was helpless. He returned to the status of a serious counselor and reported to the group leader.

"After tossing for so long, he finally succeeded in the inner city alliance."

For the efforts of King Luo, in addition to heize military division, several other elders were indifferent and looked on coldly.

If you succeed, you will succeed. If you fail, you will fail. That's all.

"In this way, we still have to get him a position as an elder after all. It's nothing."

Ouyang never cares.

Lord Luo is the fifth expert in the realm of God and man. Even if he doesn't do anything, with the passage of time and the accumulation of prestige, the elders in the city will eventually have his position.

Now it's just a little earlier.

"However, at the founding meeting of inner city alliance, he made a big joke. Unexpectedly, the twelve ugly chosen by their heavenly king Association couldn't beat the three female disciples of third childe Shen of abandoned sword mountain villa. As a result, the inner city alliance Presbyterian Council was actually held by these three little girls."

"Are you funny?"

Luo Datian is a strong man and can't control the situation. It seems that even if he becomes an elder in the city, he can't do anything big.

Ouyang Jue was not optimistic about this talent rising from the grass-roots, and now he is more and more indifferent.

The city Lord didn't laugh.

——Just quietly looking at his sword.

The sword of tears is still buzzing and vibrating. I don't know what resonates with it.

Ouyang Jue frowned.

He coughed and said, "but this third childe Shen is not a simple person. Now I'm afraid all the elders feel it. This man is deliberate and does not hesitate to sacrifice his disciples. He must grab the seat of the Presbyterian Council of the inner city alliance. I'm afraid there must be a conspiracy!"

Ouyang was absolutely afraid that the city Lord didn't understand, and explained: "the martial arts of the three female disciples of the main abandoned sword villa who defeated the twelve ugly were too evil. I was shocked when I heard it."

"It's actually the unique skill of the three gentlemen lost thousands of years ago -- 'the style of a gentleman'!"

His eyes kept staring at the city Lord's face.

The city Lord suddenly froze.

The cloak behind him, as if solidified in the wind, suddenly became a dead object with the reaction of the city Lord.

Ouyang Jue felt cold all over and had the illusion of being in the ice cave for a moment.

Slowly turned his head, as if he had spoken for the first time in a thousand years, and the city Lord hoarse issued four syllables.

"Jun! Son! The wind?"