My personal school belle president

Chapter 2211 Sick!

Seeing the human head in the wooden box, Wangyou froze for a moment.

Her beautiful eyes gradually widened, revealing an inconceivable expression, and the icy chill surged from her feet, straight to the top of the sky, and her whole body trembled!
Jiang Shentong, the master of the Elder Pavilion, is dead! !
She would not admit it wrong, the owner of the head was indeed the Master of the Elder Pavilion, a middle-aged face with a straight beard, wrapped in a thin layer of frost, so that it would not rot.

Why did the Pavilion Master of the Elder Pavilion die?
How did you die?

Why was no one notified?

Now that Jiang Shentong is dead, who is the current master of the Elder Pavilion?
Countless doubts circled in Wangyou's mind, causing her a headache.She regretted that she was in a hurry to fight with Master just now, otherwise she could have asked more questions.

At the wooden table, Jiang Wuwei added a new cup of tea.

The aroma of tea is tangy.

He pushed the teacup to the opposite side and said with a smile: "If you want to know anything, you can ask me. Of course, I may not answer you."

"How did he die?" Wangyou asked.

Jiang Wuwei said indifferently: "600 years ago in the battle with Leng Junxie, just like your father, he was seriously injured and couldn't fully recover. Later... he was defeated in the competition and died."

"With whom?"

"Of course it's the current Pavilion Master."

Wangyou squinted her phoenix eyes, and continued to ask: "Who is the current Pavilion Master?"

"Secret, I can't tell you." Jiang Wuwei smiled slightly.

"Why?"

"There is no reason, if you can't say it, you can't say it."

"When did the owner of the pavilion change? Does anyone else in the Elder Pavilion know? Didn't anyone object? Why didn't you tell the other immortals the news." Wangyou asked a series of questions.

Jiang Wuwei tilted his head, thought for a while, and said with a smile:

"The position of the head of the Elder Pavilion was changed 140 years ago. Of course the other elders know about it, and there will naturally be some people who object, but... those who object are dead.

As for why we didn't tell other immortals this news, we just didn't want to cause panic.For such a big event, there will always be messy rumors, which will affect the peace of the fairy world. "

Wangyou lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, looked at the head in the wooden box, and said calmly, "Your father died, aren't you sad?"

"Not sad, but very happy." Jiang Wuwei smiled.

A trace of contempt crossed Wangyou's lips, and he said coldly: "It is rumored that the eldest son of the Elder Pavilion insulted his own sister. From this point of view, the rumor is true. And your cultivation technique was abolished because of your father." Bar."

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Jiang Wuwei's face gradually smiled.

He turned the teacup lightly, with a cloudy expression on his face, he suddenly sneered and said, "Does Your Majesty have any other questions?"

"Have."

"Excuse me!"

"Is Baidixuan imprisoned in the Elder's Pavilion?" Wangyou asked the first question.

Jiang Wuwei shrugged slightly: "Hasn't Bai Dixuan been given to you? What? Could it be that Her Majesty the Empress lost Bai Dixuan? That would be terrible, what you lost was the future of the fairy world."

Facing Jiang Wuwei's ridicule, Wangyou was too lazy to refute with him, and instead asked: "What do you intend to do by letting Bai Dixuan absorb the energy of the emperor's veins?"

"Absorb the energy of the emperor's veins?"

This time, Jiang Wuwei was stunned.

He stared at Wangyou for a long time, then looked back at the main hall in the distance, his eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Wangyou was quite surprised by Jiang Wuwei's reaction, she raised her eyebrows and said, "It seems that your status in the Elder's Pavilion is not high, so I won't tell you about such important things."

"This aggressive method is useless to me."

Jiang Wuwei stood up, took out a scarlet sword from under the table, and said calmly, "At the beginning, you and I were the pride of the same generation, but everyone only thought that you were better than me, and I refused to accept it!

Today I will fight with you, and let the world open their eyes to see that I, Jiang Wuwei, am the real proud emperor! ! "

Wangyou Meimou scanned the surroundings and asked, "Is there anyone else?"

"I'm enough alone!" Jiang Wuwei said conceitedly.

Wangyou said no more, since someone is willing to die in vain, why should she stop it?

She raised her jade feet and walked forward.

The cool wind blew past, blowing the hem of her skirt, like white waves rolling in the sea.Wisps of sword energy surround the side of the body, and turn into dim light, intertwined together to form a light net.

"Shh!"

Jiang Wuwei was the first to strike!

With an extremely wild killing intent, the bloody saber rolled and fell, and countless rays of light floated dazzlingly, exuding an extremely strong destructive power.

This knife is powerful!

It's like overturning the vast ocean and condensing the huge waves in the knife.

"Your strength has recovered?"

Wangyou looked surprised.

But she was just surprised.

She walked towards Jiang Wuwei who was rushing step by step, her eyes shone with misty brilliance, her clothes fluttered, she was as beautiful as a nine-day goddess, making the world dim for her, and she was the only one who was bright.

Horrific coercion gradually emanated from her body. Dark clouds piled down in the sky, and lightning danced, causing fear in the hearts of the other disciples who were oppressively present.

"First cut!!"

Jiang Wuwei approached a distance of one foot.

Countless howls erupted in the air, and the light of the sword was pressed down like a tornado, and the void trembled when the giant knife slashed down!
"Ding!"

Wangyou lightly raised his sword.

The point of the sword pressed against the body of the knife, and immediately blocked the momentum of the pressure. Jiang Wuwei's forehead was bulging with blue veins, and he felt that he had countless strengths, but he couldn't press it down!
Seeing Wangyou's beautiful and white face, Jiang Wuwei suddenly grinned and said, "I like you!"

Wangyou was slightly startled, and looked up at him.

Jiang Wuwei gritted his teeth, and ruthlessly pressed down the blood knife by three inches. There was a thunderous explosion, Wangyou's aura seemed to have weakened a bit, and the sword tip was forcibly separated by half an inch.

Jiang Wuwei said bitterly: "I practiced hard at the beginning, so that I could match you and get you! You are so dazzling, so dazzling that everyone is fascinated by it!
But you are too proud, so proud that you don't look directly at any man!including me! !

Do you know why I humiliate my sister?
Because she resembles you somewhat, not in appearance, but in your character, your temperament, your indifference, and your pride! "

Wangyou looked at him, and said lightly, "You've become possessed."

"I'm indeed bewitched!" Jiang Wuwei said grimly, "You made me fall into the bewitch! I can't get you, so I can only use her to deceive myself, but she is not you after all!

Even if it's on the bed, even if you force her to wear a mask that looks like you, she's still her!
Donghuang Ziyue, you made me into what I am today!All this is your fault! ! "

Jiang Wuwei roared angrily, and in an instant, the terrifying knife light slashed down again, and the sound of chi chi tearing the air came out, as if it was about to cut open the sky and the earth.

"ill!"

With a flick of Wangyou's wrist, the aura poured out of his body like a torrential rain, the sword also groaned, and slowly cut out, and then saw that the knife was directly disintegrated and turned into pieces.

puff! !

The blood flew and sprinkled a path of misery.

Jiang Wuwei's body fell heavily on the wooden table, the wooden table was shattered, his father's head rolled out and landed in front of him, just as the father and son were looking at each other.

(End of this chapter)