Chapter 1 Disaster on Xiao Qiang
Shenwu Kingdom, on the street at the foot of the mountain outside the River Light Cloud Palace.

Gongs and drums are ringing to welcome relatives, and suona and firecrackers are celebrating.

With a big red hipa on her head, Fan Wu felt drowsy.

As a waste material for Qi training in Feng Guoshi's mansion, although Qigong has been refined to the fourth level, he was still easily blocked by someone - he couldn't move his whole body.

It is considered kindness not to have been abolished the martial arts that have been practiced for more than ten years.

She understands that she is going to marry into Shenhou's mansion today, and it is the joy of the daughter of the national teacher and the master of Hechuan Shenhou.

I have never seen the male master of the Light Cloud Palace in such a big age.

However, the wedding day has come.

Her resistance will only add a month of whipping and shutting down the woodshed to herself.

Who made her the daughter of a concubine of the National Teacher's Mansion?He was not loved by the national teacher at birth, so he even took his mother's surname.

The sound of the salute echoed over the streets of Hechuan Township, and the sound was endless.

"Shan Wu, if you dare to run away from marriage or make a wrong idea, don't blame your father for being rude!" Before leaving the boudoir, father Feng Guoshi warned viciously.

Shan Wu shrank her body, not daring to face her face.

Inside the Cloud Palace.

In the majestic Shenhou mansion built by Qinghui Wannian Mingtong, in the grand main hall, two rows of red candles creaked and burned.

There is no one on the main seat.

A bronze mirror hidden in ebony wood hangs on the wall behind the main seat.

Reflecting bright torches, the main hall is filled with silver light.

Yet there are still shadows in the temple.

The main hall was full of guests and slaves from Shenhou's mansion, and everyone was watching and waiting.

The musicians in light-colored navy blue palace uniforms are playing happily at the moment.

The laughter one after another was so insincere, it seemed that it could turn into mourning and sobbing in an instant.

The chief executive of the Shenhou Mansion had a serious look on his face, with his hands behind his back, "Where's the bride?"

He was asking his subordinates who were waiting respectfully beside him.

The subordinates replied in panic: "The Fifth Miss of the National Teacher's Mansion is already on the street at the foot of the mountain, and we just need to wait for the wedding team to bring her up in a sedan chair."

"Hmm... you go down to the Cloud Palace to see what's going on."

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, the knight wearing a mask suddenly disappeared at the gate of the Yundian.

gallop down the hill.

Just as the hall of clouds was full of guests and their eyes were looking forward to it, the red wedding sedan chair was carried by four masked men and floated into the magnificent cloud hall.

The head manager slightly raised his eyebrows, and floated to the front of the wedding sedan chair.

With a wave of the wide gray robe sleeves, Feng Jueran rolled out of the sedan chair like a piece of paper.

The thin body rolled straight to the feet of the boss, and the boss stretched out his feet.

stop.

The music stopped abruptly.

He looked down at the embarrassed Feng Jueran, and said with a sneer, "You are very good at using this manager—" Then he raised his face and roared in a gloomy voice, "Come on!"

"exist!"

The two masked men came to the chief executive's side in an instant.

"Tie this shameless woman to the God Killing Pillar outside the Cloud Palace!"

"As ordered!"

The two masked men suddenly bent over and dragged Fan Wu, and hurried out of the Yundian.

The guests craned their necks.

Everyone didn't dare to move their feet, and stood stiffly in the Yundian.

The chief executive looked unsightly, "Give me a sword."

"sword?"

There are swords of various grades in Yundian, and they are used differently on different humans.

"Give me the lowest level sword!"

The chief executive snorted coldly, such a lowly and shameless woman who caused great trouble to her master - only worthy of using the lowest level of sword.

The guests raised their necks slightly.

The guard offered the sword of Yundian with both hands.

The lowest level of the sword is also so fascinating.

The chief executive raised the sword glowing with cold light, and walked slowly to the outside of Yundian.

Walking in front of the God-killing Pillar, he suddenly jumped high into the air, and the sword in his hand flashed.

There was only a flash of light and shadow in Shan Wu's drowsy eyes, and a thin sword mark was left on his throat.

Scarlet blood came out.

"You... why did you want to kill me?"

"Why?" The toga-robed headmaster raised the black hair covering her eyes with his sword point, and roared wildly: "You give me back my master!"

Jian Guang slashed at the thin and innocent woman again.

In the Yundian, only the woman's miserable and frightened voice could be heard, "Ah——", piercing the dead silence.

"You...don't kill me—"

She still hasn't figured out what's going on.

"Hmph! How dare you, a shameless woman, hook up with other men behind your master's back! Today is the time for your death!" The head manager roared frantically.

"Come on! Cut this woman into pieces—"

The face guard flew over in the blink of an eye, holding the cold light sword shadow...

Boom!

Just at this time, the sky was overwhelmed by dark clouds, and countless thunderbolts rang out crazily.

The thunderstorm that had accumulated for a long time finally descended on the Cloud Palace.

The winding silver snake tore through the pitch-black dome, and the storm poured down.

The blood quickly flooded the God-killing Pillar and...

(End of this chapter)

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