The host of fast time travel is forced to marry every day

Chapter 419 Picked up by the Devil Boys (35)

Huayu Mountain.

Yan Meng lay on the ground in embarrassment, clutching her chest in pain.

Blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, mixed with the soil on the ground, and stained her pure white clothes with dirt.

"Master!"

Xu Yi ran towards Yan Meng anxiously.

But before he got close, he was forcefully thrown away by an invisible force and crashed into a tree beside him.

Knocked him out straight away.

The head of Qingyu Mountain led the elders of the sect and a group of disciples to come in a hurry. Seeing this situation, he was shocked and shouted sharply, "Devil! What are you going to do!"

Ning Zhao didn't even look at him, but just straightened his sleeves in boredom, "Didn't I say that I want to come back for revenge?"

The head frowned, his face was gloomy, "Didn't you take revenge that day?"

Only then did Ning Zhao glance at him slowly, and said with a sneer, "That day? Do you think that the 100-year hatred of oppression can be wiped out so easily? Are you a saint or a fool?"

The headmaster said in a deep voice, "Then what exactly do you want?"

Ning Zhao didn't speak, but instead scanned the surrounding people.

It's also very interesting.

Even though they had so many people surrounding him, they all looked terrified, they didn't dare to take a step forward, and even couldn't help but take a few steps back when he looked over.

Ning Zhao pursed his lips slightly, and smiled playfully, "I said that there is a lot of discussion today. It seems that the injury from that day has not healed yet... Don't you claim to be righteous for the sky? Why are you so afraid of death? ?”

The master clenched his fists tightly, his face contorted in anger, but he didn't dare to speak.

The battle that day had already made him realize that the strength of the young Demon Lord in front of him may have improved a lot compared to 100 years ago.

With no chance of winning, he dared not gamble with the life of the entire sect.

Ning Zhao didn't care what he was thinking, but said casually, "Okay, for the sake of my wife, I can give you two choices."

The headmaster looked aggrieved, but he still couldn't help asking, "What choice?"

Ning Zhao said in a calm tone, "First, fight with our general in the Demon Realm... As for how many casualties there will be, there is no guarantee."

The head was taken aback, and glanced at the man in armor behind Ning Zhao.

Compared with Ning Zhao, that man was much bigger, and he had a fierce expression on his face, and he looked very difficult to provoke.

He looked away, gritted his teeth and asked, "What about the second one?"

"second……"

Ning Zhao tilted his head slightly, looking at Yan Meng who was lying on the ground and staring at him in fear, with a nasty smile on the corner of his mouth.

His tone remained unchanged, but it made people feel cold for no reason, "How about exchanging the lives of your entire sect with her alone, and eradicating the enmity 100 years ago?"

The master was taken aback.

Yan Meng gasped for breath with difficulty, but still insisted on cursing, "Mozun! You despicable villain! You're going to die cough cough cough..."

Before she could finish her sentence, an invisible hand grabbed her neck and lifted her up from the ground.

Ning Zhao gently pinched her fingers in the void, and her face suddenly turned purple, struggling in pain.

But in Huayu Mountain, no one made a sound to stop it.

Ning Zhao smiled lightly, "It seems that I have already chosen..."

The head's expression faded, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.

He closed his eyes, his voice trembling slightly, "...can't we spare her life?"

(End of this chapter)