Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Quanguo won the first place at home, which has not happened in a hundred years. The whole Quanguo is immersed in the atmosphere of celebration, and no one will pay attention to those who failed.

Fan Tianluo was surrounded by a large group of friends and went to the restaurant to celebrate, and tomorrow the top [-] disciples will be waiting for the selection of the three major Tantric sects in the Binlai Hall of the Royal Courtyard.

The masters of the three major tantric sects were arranged by Fan Xinghe in a small building not far from the imperial palace. The three courtyards were independent, and the people from the three major tantric sects closed the door to discuss matters when they returned to their small courtyards.

Among the three people in the Sky Palace, Gui Buhui sat in the middle with a serious face, while Lan Haishan and Junior Brother Li sat on the side.

"Brother, Fantianluo is amazingly talented and has unlimited potential. If we get her in the Sky Palace, one is worth a hundred. We must win her, and the head teacher will be very happy." Lan Haishan said a little excitedly.

But Junior Brother Li said angrily: "Fan Tianluo is the descendant of Supreme Fan. Now we know that Senior Brother Min's death is related to Supreme Fan. Don't we want to avenge Senior Brother Min?"

"Junior Li, don't be impatient. This time, the headmaster sent this old man to find the murderer of Junior Brother Min, but the biggest task is to recruit potential disciples. After all, the deceased has passed away, and the future of the Sky Palace still depends on talented students." Supported by talented disciples, of course revenge has to be revenged, but I will only make plans after Fan Tianluo chooses which tantric sect she wants to join tomorrow." Gui Buhui said with a cold expression.

Lan Haishan said: "Brother, what you mean is that if Fantianluo joins our Sky Palace, you can let go of Brother Min's affairs, but if Fantianluo doesn't choose us, then?" He made a killing motion.

"Van Zhizun is stronger than the old man imagined, so it is absolutely impossible to kill him, not to mention those old guys in the royal family will not stand idly by. Although the strength is not as good as you and me, it is troublesome if there are too many people, but if Fan Tianluo does not join For us, the best way to get revenge is to kill Fan Tianluo, let Fan Zhizun be sad, and the other two esoteric sects will not get this genius! We also count as revenge for Junior Brother Min!" Gui Buhui's eyes were full of hostility.

Lan Haishan looked at Junior Brother Li, and both of them nodded slowly, because Fantianluo's joining any of the other two factions would not be a good thing for them. If they can't get it, naturally they can't let the enemy get it.

"There is also that Murongyin, who possesses mind-spirit combat skills. This is a powerful combat skill that has been lost for a long time. We also want to get him to join." Gui Buhui continued.

"That kid is from Shen Guo, and he is very close to Fan Tianluo. In my estimation, he will definitely join the same sect with Fan Tianluo, and if he fights for one, it will be two people!" Lan Haishan said.

"Humph! If these two people don't choose our Sky Palace, then they must avoid future troubles forever. Wait for Junior Brother Xia Lan, you go to check on Murong Yin first, and if it is possible to snatch his mind and spirit combat skills first, remember to keep a low profile " Gui Buhui lowered his voice.

Lan Haishan nodded cautiously immediately.

In the small building of Bixianmen, Bichenzi looked at Yin Fengxue who was leaning on the bed and was burned. After taking the elixir, his injury was almost healed, but his handsome appearance was greatly reduced by his bald head.

His face was full of anger and sadness, Yin Lu sat next to him, but looked at Bichenzi.

Bichenzi seemed to be thinking about something, sighing and angry for a while, but calm and kind for a while, completely unable to see what he was thinking.