Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

After Fan Tianluo explained, Fan Zhizun said solemnly: "Little girl, at least two of the three are supreme powers, and one of them must not be weaker than the old man."

"What? So powerful?" Fan Tianluo was taken aback. She originally wanted to use the strength of her ancestors, but she didn't expect him to be so powerful. Didn't she just give up?

"You have to know that the purpose of this Five Kingdoms Disciple Contest is to select disciples for the three major esoteric sects. The people who come here must be of high status, and there must be one of the people who come from the three schools every year. The strength of the old man is similar to that of the old man. I think they also have considerations. With the existence of this old man, there is only one way for you to save your friend." The old ancestor put his hands on his back, pretending to be inscrutable.

"What way?" Fan Tianluo felt that there was no way to think about, even if she played all the hole cards, she would not have the slightest chance of winning, she still understood this point of self-knowledge.

"Enforcer." Fan Zhizun's mouth curled up a little evilly.

Fan Tianluo was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered the law enforcement officer she saw before, her eyes lit up.

Fan Zhizun looked at her with a smile and didn't say much, then went back to take a bath, drank three bottles of bodhi juice, and after soaking for a while, he felt that the loss of the primordial spirit had been recovered, which surprised him very much. She is sincerely proud of this descendant of her own family. She has actually subdued this kind of treasure from heaven and earth, and she can even make it cheaper for an old man like herself, which is not bad.

Fan Tianluo stood quietly in the silver cup thinking, Mo Xingchen's phantom does not exist in the darkness at all, if you don't look carefully, you will not notice it at all, and he has no breath, and no one can easily detect it.

He saw four or five windows with lights on in the courtyard, so he chose the nearest wing room and floated under the window without moving, not even a shadow.

There were muffled voices in the room, and Mo Xingchen immediately pricked up his ears.

"Senior brother, the vice-headmaster Huo Zun came to Shenling Mountain this time. It seems that Shenling Mountain is really short of disciples." The male voice was very old but with a bit of sharpness, which sounded a little unaccustomed.

"Junior Brother, you should know that Shenling Mountain lost a large number of young disciples when it went to Hanbei District to search for the Great Power Secret Realm last year. It is time to add that although only one person is selected in each region's trials every year, there are also many outstanding disciples." It's a pity that Huo Zun's deputy head teacher is here, which shows that they attach great importance to this selection competition, we must take a good look at it, and don't snatch good students from them." The senior brother's voice was a little cold.

"Yes, brother, Bichenzi is the one who came to Bixianmen, the direct descendant of the head teacher, it seems that he also pays attention to this competition. The people who come this year are very prestigious, I always feel like something happened." The younger brother felt a little whiny.

"Hmph! What's going on? Anyway, among the top three, we will try our best to grab the first person. Remember that the conditions will be higher than theirs. I don't believe that young man doesn't know how to choose."

"Senior brother is right, by the way, senior brother, my disdainful little brother Jiang Zhenghe robbed someone of an ice-type beast before, fearing that the law enforcers would find him, so he came here to hide for a few days first, senior brother, don't you mind?"

The brother's voice immediately became extremely cold and said with anger: "It's that little brother of yours again, what's so good about him, you defend him every time, don't you know that law enforcement is the most troublesome?"