What if my fiancee is too good

Chapter 17

"It seems that my fiancée has sensed that someone has shot secretly, but why do you think it's a murder with a knife?"

"Wait, did I bring hatred to her?"

Luo Tianlin felt very guilty, pretending that nothing happened.

Mo Chenyuan frowned tightly, "Someone was obstructing me just now and I didn't even notice the clue, could it be the Son of God?"

He immediately shook his head again, "Impossible, even if the Holy Son hides his cultivation, at most he is a noble state, and it is impossible to hurt the third elder."

"Is there an expert behind the Son?"

Mo Chenyuan fell into deep thought, "Since the Holy Son can hide the old man's detection of him, there must be an expert who is good at hiding behind him. From the point of view that the Luo family has always been cautious, I can't trust the old man. If I guess That's right, the ancestor of the Luo family who was at the peak of the imperial realm must have personally left the customs to protect the Son."

"The Luo family is very defensive. Could it be that they are taking this opportunity to warn the old man?"

Mo Chenyuan frowned, "Forget it, let's hurry up and find an opportunity for them to go down the mountain to experience so that so many things won't happen."

At this moment, the ancestor of the Luo family sneezed in the underground palace, "Strange, I always feel that someone is thinking about this old man."

"Is it time to announce the result??"

Mu Ziyin looked at the second elder, and she didn't want to stay here any longer since his grandfather and grandson were already in such a miserable state.

And those cheers like idiots:
"The saint is so powerful that she knocked down the third elder with one blow."

"As expected of a saint, her true strength is unfathomable."

"I really envy the Holy Son, what more can a husband ask for if he has a wife like that."

The third elder held Fang Zhenzhi who had fainted in his arms and looked at Mu Ziyin, "The saint won this battle."

He gritted his teeth again, "It's just why the saint wanted to kill her?"

The scene became quiet in an instant, and the second elder quickly advised: "Third elder, you are stunned."

"idiot."

Mu Ziyin sacrificed the bloody long sword in her hand, "Okay, do you want to continue fighting? Just let the horse come over."

She is Empress Xuantian, she is fearless.

Behind her has been a fiery red phoenix, her aura is constantly rising, and she will break through the realm of dignity at any time.

Only by breaking through to the realm of dignity can she have the confidence to fight the third elder.

She didn't want to do this at first, but the one behind the scene who borrowed a knife to kill people would definitely want to see this scene, so she had to fight.

Maybe it was fake to want to kill the third elder, but it was real to want to kill her.

"Hey, I really cheated my fiancee, but she doesn't seem to like to explain because of her personality."

While Luo Tianlin felt guilty, he had already sacrificed the earth-level spiritual weapon, the Qingmu Sword, in his hand.

Aoki is just the name of this sword, it does not mean that it is just a wooden sword.

"Since I caused the trouble, let me take care of the aftermath." He was ready to take action at any time.

The reason why he keeps a low profile is because he hasn't met an opponent who really needs to use his full strength.

The reason why he is cautious is because he knows that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people, but it does not mean that he is timid.

"enough."

At this moment, a majestic voice came, and Mo Chenyuan rode a white crane and appeared on the competition stage in an instant.

The imperial coercion emanating from him instantly shattered the phoenix phantom behind Mu Ziyin, and the third elder fell to his knees.

Luo Tianlin was also slightly affected, "The strength of the Emperor Realm is really extraordinary, even with the protection of the Tao Te Ching, it made me take a step back."

Luo Tianlin put away the green wood sword, he knew that the presence of Mo Chenyuan meant that Mu Ziyin would be fine.

"Sovereign, the Holy Maiden killed my grandson."

The third elder raised his head and looked at Mo Chenyuan unconvinced, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"idiot."

Mo Chenyuan used Mu Ziyin's words to abuse the Third Elder once again, "If the Holy Maiden was to kill, would she not use a sword just now?"

"Also, have you forgotten the blow just now? Do you think you can be defeated with the cultivation base of a saint?"

There was a trace of calm in the eyes of the third elder, but he was able to block even a blow from the peak of the holy realm, let alone a blow from a saintess at the peak of the imperial realm.

He looked at Mo Chenyuan and asked: "Could it be that someone killed me by the hand of the saint?"

"Idiot. You think your life is very valuable, and this is using your hands to kill the saint."

Mo Chenyuan looked around vigilantly: "The ancestor of the Luo family shouldn't jump out after hearing this, right?"

In the Luo Family Underground Palace, someone sneezed again.

The voice slowly sighed: "Hey, it seems that I am old and prone to cold."

"Yes, Third Elder, think about it. Even the Holy Son can kill Yang Biantai across a great realm. The Holy Maiden has obtained the suzerain's secret technique. If she wanted to kill, would she do it empty-handed?"

The second elder also stood up and analyzed seriously: "The phoenix suddenly became aggressive when it jumped down just now, it is clear that someone is jealous of our saint's talent and wants to play tricks behind the scenes."

Luo Tianlin gave the second elder a white look, "Can this involve me?"

"I was stunned, and I blamed the saint."

The third elder looked at Mu Ziyin full of guilt, "Saint, it's the old man who made a mistake, please punish the saint."

"It has nothing to do with you. It's just that behind the scene, she wanted to borrow a knife to kill people. Besides, the saint wanted Fang Zhizhi to lie in bed for a year or so from the beginning. Now it's almost the same time. You take him to Heal."

Third Elder: "..."

"Thank you, holy lady." The third elder hugged the fainted Fang Zhenzhi Yukong and left.

The second elder looked at Mo Chenyuan, and asked in a low voice: "Sovereign, the third elder?"

"The third elder is much more sensible than you when he is sober, so don't worry about it."

Mo Chenyuan shook his head and said that he doesn't need to care about it, "If you don't like your fate, you can become a stepping stone for the saint."

Mo Chenyuan looked at the crowd, "Don't say anything more about today's matter, otherwise it will be dealt with according to the rules of the clan."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Chenyuan rode a white crane and disappeared without a trace.

As for the black hand behind the scenes, it was nothing at all, and he had the answer in his heart.

Especially before he left, he saw that wry smile on the corner of Luo Tianlin's mouth, "Finally revealed his flaws, it really must be the ancestor of the Luo family who did it."

The second elder announced loudly the result of this competition: "This time, the saint wins."

"The saint is mighty."

"The saint is the most handsome."

A disciple took the lead in booing, and they all forgot the tense situation just now.

Zhu Buru turned and left with a gloomy face, "Damn it, it must be even more difficult to find revenge on the Son after this time."

"However, the outside world doesn't know the talent of the saint." Zhu Buru sneered, and the image of the saint being ravaged by him appeared in front of his eyes.

"Zi Yin, you are really amazing." Luo Tianlin looked at Mu Zi Yin who came from Yu Kong, and he gave her a big thumbs up.

Mu Ziyin frowned slightly: "Tianlin, I may be being targeted. Next, I will be practicing in seclusion. For the next few days, try to stay in the Holy Child Hall and not go out."

"Ah, yes, yes." Luo Tianlin agreed with a wry smile.

In his heart, he cursed himself no less than a hundred times, "The date has just begun, I really made myself cry."

"I will miss you."

Mu Ziyin looked at Luo Tianlin's reluctant eyes, and lightly kissed him on the forehead.

He froze there, was he forced to kiss?
Seeing Mu Ziyin Yukong go away, he slowly came back to his senses, "I will miss you too."

With this kiss, it's all worth it.

He turned and left, his eyes became extremely sharp, "Taking this opportunity, I should take care of some people."

(End of this chapter)