1527: C1527 Sword Pavilion

C1527 Sword Pavilion

"No. Does he look like such a cruel person?" The girl said softly, but her strange tone made Wen Huan have goosebumps all over his body.

"It really doesn't look like it..." Wen Huan said coldly, "Because you are."

"Aiya, he is different from others." The young girl recalled the murderous look on that man's face, and a strange figure emerged in her eyes as she said to Wen Huan.

Wen Huan immediately perked up and said in surprise, "Hey, who else can enter your eyes? Let me think, if I remember correctly, your requirement for your future partner is to look good. And to be like a man, you can't be as weak as a woman. At least you can beat you. There's also a connotation, you can't be like a big lump of iron. Hmm... You call Shengyang a boor, you call Bosaian a sissy, as for Mitaro, he was even more useless. Let me think, who else in this world can meet your requirements? "

Wen Huan counted with his fingers. Suddenly, his eyes widened as he stared at the young girl and asked, "Could it be that you have fallen in love with your father?"

"Get lost." The girl grabbed a book by her hand and threw it at Wen Huan. She said snappily, "He is not famous in the Heaven Realm, so you don't know him."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be so nice to him." Wen Huan looked at the girl strangely.

The young girl saw that Wen Huan's expression was not right. She immediately widened her eyes in anger and gritted her teeth as she asked, "Wen Huan, what dirty things are you thinking about in your head?"

"What dirty things?" Wen Huan replied with an innocent face, "Except for those who are ranked in the top in the Heaven Realm, those who can meet your requirements. Aren't the rest of them experts who live in seclusion? If I remember correctly, those people who are in secluded cultivation in the Heavenly Realm... All of them look like old men."

Wen Huan said, rubbed his chin, and said with deep agreement, "But it doesn't make sense. The older a man is, the more interesting he is. Does that mean I am looking for my wife in the wrong direction? It is indeed too difficult to find a young and meaningful girl. It seems that I should be looking for a woman who has been through the passage of time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the young girl lunging at him. She pinched his neck fiercely and shook him continuously. She said, "Wen Huan, die now."

"Cough cough, I was wrong, I was wrong. Wen Huan quickly raised both of his hands and surrendered. "Don't shake me, my neck is about to break. Be careful, your father will ask you to marry me later."

Only then did the young girl stop. She returned to her chair and waited for Wen Huan angrily.

"Cough cough, you are really ruthless." Wen Huan coughed a few times before he recovered and said to the young girl.

The girl wrinkled her delicate nose and said coldly, "This is still light. How about it? Do you want to accompany me to see him?"

"I don't dare. Later, when your sweetheart thinks that I'm snatching a woman from you, he'll slap me to death with one slap." Wen Huan unhappily refused.

The young girl glared at Wen Huan again and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. His strength isn't strong, he's only at the Ninth Stage now. "

"What?" Wen Huan's mouth was wide open, and his eyeballs were about to fall out of his eyes. He asked in disbelief.

The young girl replied with disdain, "So what? He's still young now. If I'm not mistaken, he should only be in his twenties. Train him well. Perhaps he might even have the strength of a Divine King in the future."

"Twenty years old?" If the young girl's words just now were like someone telling him that the Heavenly Emperor was actually from the Devil Clan, then the young girl's words were like someone telling him. In fact, the Heaven Realm was like a huge illusion, it made him feel extremely absurd.

"Hey, although it's common for an old cow to eat tender grass in the Heaven Realm, your tender grass is too tender." Wen Huan grinned, but he still couldn't accept what the girl said.

When the young girl saw Wen Huan's expression, she immediately shouted out coldly, Wen Huan!" Hey, Wen Huan, what kind of tone is that? Don't tell me I can't like younger boys?"

"Younger?" Wen Huan suddenly broke into laughter. He laid on the young girl's bed and continuously hammered the bed, laughing until he could not catch his breath.

The girl's cheeks puffed up as if she was stuffed with two eggs. She put her hands on her hips and turned to look to the side.

"This point of yours is too big, hahahahaha..." Wen Huan only recovered after a while, but when he thought of the girl's words, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, Wen Huan. I'm warning you, I didn't say these words to anyone. If you dare to say it, then we won't even be friends anymore. " The girl stared at the laughing Wen Huan and said coldly, but her face had already turned red.

Only then did Wen Huan start to do it again. He coughed and regained his seriousness. He asked, "Then let me ask you, what if your sweetheart already has a sweetheart?"

"So what? Is there a girl more beautiful than me in this world?" The girl puffed out her chest and said proudly.

Wen Huan glanced at the young girl from top to bottom, but he saw the fierce look in her eyes. He quickly swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He changed his words and said, "If it's just because you are good-looking and like you, you might not like such a man, right?"

The girl patted her head and said anxiously, "That's right. But... I don't know anything about him. What should I do?"

"Sigh, you can do it." Wen Huan laid on the young girl's bed with both hands behind his head. He said in a strange tone, "You can do it. I will sleep first. Wait until you have thought of a way to leave before you call me."2

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Sand City and Spring City were adjacent to each other. Both of them were located on the north side of the Emperor Palace and the Skyhill Mountain Range.

The name 'City of Slaughter' was especially unknown. That was why the word 'City of Slaughter' was changed to 'Sand.' This was the origin of the Sand City.

Therefore, in the Sand City, Yang Xuan did not see the sandstorm that he had imagined. Instead, it was a city filled with iron and blood.

In the Sand City, Yang Xuan saw most of the mercenaries that came and went. There were also various weapon shops and defensive equipment shops. Just like its name, it was full of iron and blood. A city of war and slaughter. Compared to the leisurely life in Spring City, there were more experts here. Perhaps it was partly because of the prestige of the God of Slaughter in the past.

Yang Xuan and Yuh Qingcheng walked towards the center of Sand City.

The General Temple in the General City was square, representing the seriousness and iron law of the army. The Spring Divine Tree in Spring City represented the exuberant vitality of Spring God, and the Slaughter God Temple in Sand City, which was called the Sword Pavilion, represented the ultimate massacre.

It was a tall building that was hundreds of meters tall. The entire building was like a sword that had been stabbed into the ground. In addition to the blood red color, it made people feel oppressed to the extreme. Even after staying around the Sword Pavilion for a long time, one would still feel the killing intent in one's heart rising and falling.

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