Forced to become the top darling in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 290 I wrote it down

The real king's pressure was like overwhelming mountains and seas, and Lu Ang spit blood and lay on the ground.

Feng Wuhua wanted to intercede for him, but also cared about Chen Chu Baiyao and the disciples of the sect, so he could only silently look up at the sky.

It was Lu Ang who asked for it by talking nonsense. If he really died, the domain owner would not be able to blame him.

"what!"

Just when everyone was holding their breath and concentrating, Bai Chuxue was in pain, and plum blossoms bloomed slowly in his chest like snow plum blossoms.

Shen Zhen's eyes were dim, and he sent a voice transmission to Yan Shenzheng: "Yan Shenzheng, if Lu Ang dies, I will kill Bai Chuxue."

Bai Chuxue was injured suddenly for no reason, this scene was too sudden, when everyone reacted, Bai Chuxue had already fallen to the ground unconscious.

"Fairy Chuxue!!"

"Master! Master, this dagger is poisonous!!" Bai Yao shook Bai Chuxue, tears streaming down her face in panic, "True Lord, look at Chuxue!"

It was a dagger the size of a little finger. The whole body of the dagger was silver, and it was engraved with exquisite Shahua runes. When blood touched the runes, the runes frantically demanded fresh blood as if they had come to life.

Lu Ang supported the floor with difficulty, turned his head to look at Bai Chuxue, and understood clearly.

The relationship between Jiu'er and Zhenjun is extraordinary.

I'm afraid Jiu'er did this for him!

It's a pity that Bai Chuxue suffered such a catastrophe for no reason.

"roll."

Yan's cautious and cold voice broke the panic of the situation.

Picking up Bai Chuxue who fell on the ground, he glanced at Shen Zhen from the corner of his eye.

"Shen Zhen, I've made a note of it."

It is okay to hurt anyone, but Bai Chuxue cannot be hurt.

This was his guiding light, the only warmth that ever illuminated him.

"Zong... Sovereign..." Lu Ang got up, and apologized to Feng Wuhua tremblingly, "This disciple made a mistake and hurt the sect, so I ask the Sovereign to punish him."

"Ah..." Feng Wuhua shook his head and sighed, looking at Shen Zhen and then at him, this farce is over, "You need to think twice before you speak in the future, as for whether Zhenjun will ask you to ask for help after this matter?" I can't promise you the result."

Lu Ang lowered his head, "The disciple understands."

He just wanted to express his anger for Jiu'er, so many people mocked Jiu'er, a little girl, how pitiful she was alone in the crowd.

It's just that her own strength is low, which drags her down.

Chen Chu patted him on the shoulder, "Knowing your mistakes can improve you a lot."

The other disciples returned to their posts, whispering occasionally, "I just realized today that the suzerain told us to meddle in our own business and not deal with Jiu'er and Bai Chuxue. We were afraid that one day we would be like Lu Ang. host……"

His voice was interrupted by his companion, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Zhenjun is on the cloud boat, their words and deeds can be seen clearly, and if they say anything else, they will die suddenly on the spot.

The space in the cabin is huge, and there are several courtyards, including mountains and lakes.

Yan cautiously carried Bai Chuxue to his courtyard, carefully wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth, and then healed her wounds.

Seeing that her pale complexion improved after doing this, she asked Bai Yao to change her clothes.

In another courtyard, just as Shen Zhen stepped into the house, there was a green leaf in front of him.

Ye Zi was as powerful as a broken bamboo, coming menacingly, even with her cultivation level, she couldn't stop this seemingly fragile Ye Zi.

Looking down at the blood spilling from his chest, Shen Zhen raised his head and looked at the man on the bed calmly.

His chest also seeped blood.

(End of this chapter)