Crazy concubine is hard to tame: mistakenly provoked the cold and charming black king

Chapter 546 My Wife Has A Bad Temper
There was a ripple on the door, and it slowly opened with a creak.

Suddenly, a dignified old man's voice came out.

"Who is presumptuous here!"

Mo Fenglin smiled casually, but if you looked closely, you could find a coldness on the corner of his lips.

"Didn't you lead me here? Since I entered the sanctuary, I realized that someone has been spying in the dark. I want to ask, what are you sneaking up on?"

The voice shrank back instantly like a cat caught by its tail. The man was so silent that he was impatient and ready to step forward. Then he said in embarrassment: "The old man is watching you secretly to see if you have plasticity. I don't know what to do or not!"

"Tch." The man sneered, making it clear that he didn't believe his sophistry, and walked towards the opened temple door without hesitation.

"Wait, you can't come in like this." The voice was a little anxious, and said seriously, "Everyone who can see the old man has to pass twelve tests! Let the old man test your true level."

While speaking, sand and rocks flew in the flat ground, and the bright hall suddenly dimmed.

"Oh? You want to test me?" The monstrous man smiled playfully, stretched out his arm, and suddenly grabbed his long bow with blood-like strings and night-like bow.

A long black blade that was polished by the deepest night floated quietly in front of him, and was held on the bow by slender fingers.

He slowly adjusted his direction, but finally aimed at the colorful halo behind the main hall that covered everything.

"Are you sure, you want to test me?" He slowly uttered a few words, tightening the bowstring little by little with his fingers.

Following his movements, a gust of wind suddenly blew up all around.

The wind howled fiercely, forming a huge vortex around him, cutting this space crazily.

It has such a great power and influence before it is shot, one can imagine how much destructive power this sword will cause if it is shot.

"Wait, wait! You can't shoot there!" The old man's voice panicked, and he cried out, "Speak up if you have something to say! Let's not do such a rude thing like using force!"

The man ignored him and loosened his fingers.

"I'm afraid of you!" The old man roared angrily.

The darkness that swept through the hall receded in an instant, and it returned to its bright and radiant appearance.

Mo Fenglin smiled in satisfaction, flicked his fingertips, and the longbow and dark blade disappeared instantly.

Outsiders were obscured by those colorful clouds of smoke, and couldn't see the true face inside clearly, but they couldn't hide it from his piercing eyes.Sure enough, the old man was frightened.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, the environment suddenly changed, and what was finally frozen was a round vaulted sky.

The colorful rays of light are rushing and flowing above the sky, making this palace magnificent and bright like a fairyland.

But in fact, the entire hall was empty, except for a large reclining chair in front of it, there was nothing else.

But on the reclining chair, there was an old man who looked like he was about to die, his face was wrinkled like tree bark, but his eyes were so bright that he didn't look like an old man at all.

Mo Fenglin looked around, his eyes fixed on the recliner under the old man.

Before he could speak, the old man puffed up vigilantly like a cat protecting food, "I tell you, don't think about my chair. My old man is old and can only nest here!"

The man smiled disdainfully, and said lazily, "I'm too lazy to sit because you make me look like a monster."

"Who is a monster! Who are you talking about!" The old man jumped up, blowing his beard and staring, "I am an ancient beast..."

Looking at the man's silent eyes, his voice gradually weakened, "Descendants of..."

"You praise yourself too much." Mo Fenglin beckoned lazily, took out a comfortable chair in the air, leaned over, squinted his eyes at the mysterious old man in front of him, and revealed his faults bluntly.

"At most, it can be regarded as a distant relative of the divine beast, and the blood of the divine beast is so thin that it can hardly be smelled."

"You, who are you?" The old man suddenly sat upright, his expression tense like a leopard ready to hunt.

He murmured: "As soon as you came in, I knew that you were not an ordinary human being. You have the aura of the ancient gods on your body, but you come from the race that I loathe and fear. Although it was suppressed by something, my sense of smell It's very sensitive and doesn't feel wrong."

His words made the man's pupils sink suddenly, and he looked a little sinister.

"How much do you know about the great war 10 years ago." He said suddenly, "If I'm not mistaken, you were exiled to Taixu Continent along with the ancestors of these people in Sanctuary after that war."

The old man looked at him in amazement, and was about to open his mouth to say something, when the front hall shook again.

He hurriedly moved something beside the chair, and the scene of the front hall suddenly appeared in the empty hall.

It was a pitch-black hall where the surrounding environment could not be seen clearly. A group of fireballs as bright as the sun staggered out from the forehead of a young girl, hovering in the air like a red fire dragon.

And the girl holding it against it exudes a cool white light all over her body, and her pupils are even more silvery, with a cool color, but it seems to have the hottest temperature in the world, making the proud and arrogant Zhulong Tianhuo couldn't help but retreat.

Seeing that scene, the casual man sat up straight suddenly, gritted his teeth and said, "Get my wife out of this damn place!"

The old man looked at him in surprise, "Is she your wife?"

Suddenly he sat back as if playing a prank, and said slowly: "No hurry, no hurry, let me see where she is."

Even though he said that, he didn't intend to take any action at all. He was obviously taking revenge on Mo Fenglin for forcing him to show up.

The man glanced at him with a half-smile, and Yoyo put his arms behind his head, "Very good."

Seeing his calm appearance, the old man was a little surprised and said, "Aren't you worried about your wife?"

"Oh, I see. In fact, you wish your daughter-in-law had an accident, so you can find another one." Before he finished speaking, he was keenly aware of a faint murderous intent, which made his back go numb, and he decisively shut his mouth.

Hmph, dare to threaten me, see if I don't dawdle until you beg me!

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the man next to me calmly say: "No matter how powerful the Candle Dragon Skyfire is, there is only this trace left. Even if it is not incomplete, it cannot fight against the King of Ten Thousand Flames. Even if my wife is not strong enough to make it recover and It is also easy to swallow the Candle Dragon Skyfire and force it not to get close."

Seeing the surprised expression of the old man, the man suddenly raised his lips, "Oh, by the way, my wife's temper is not very good."

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl who was controlled by Fanjing Tianhuo suddenly woke up, her face changed a few times, but finally fixed on the vicious glance.

"What kind of place is this! You two want to seize control of my mother's body, don't you! See if I don't burn you! Mo Mo, set it on fire!"

As soon as the words fell, Mao Tuanzi, who had been trembling all along, opened his mouth wide and vented all his panic.

(End of this chapter)