What if my fiancee is too good

Chapter 20 Second Elder: Impossible to be the Holy Son
There were more and more spectators outside the Holy Child Hall, but Luo Tianlin was not in a hurry at all.

Let it dry.

Anyway, in the end he was able to turn things around.

But at this moment, an unexpected thing happened. In his consciousness, the door of the Saintess Hall opened, and a cold woman with a huff and a faint flame was coming from the sky.

"Too bad, isn't Ziyin going to retreat for a few days? Why did she get out so soon? With her character, she definitely won't tolerate it."

Luo Tianlin knew that the last thing he wanted to see happened.

Although Mu Ziyin is cultivating, she is not a closed door, and she can clearly hear the rumors outside.

"The second elder's great-granddaughter, right? This emperor said that if you dare to come, you will be beaten into a pig's head."

Mu Ziyin came from the sky, and each of the disciples looked at her with awe.

That's a saint, a saint who was able to surpass the determination of the previous Tianjiao list.

This time, she is the No. [-] in the list of the top talent who broke the historical record.

"You are Song Yueming's great-granddaughter?"

Mu Ziyin stared at Song Wanjiao with icy eyes, and her tone of voice was full of indifference.

She is an empress, she doesn't need to give these ants a good look.

If Song Wanjiao is an iceberg girl, then Mu Ziyin at this moment is the Ice and Snow Empress.

"Who are you? How dare you call me Grandpa Zeng's name directly?"

Song Wanjiao was equally indifferent, how dare someone directly call the name of the Second Elder of the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning?

"What? Didn't your great-grandfather's name be called by others? Or is it not enough for you to question the identity of this saint?"

Mu Ziyin's tone was cold, but Song Wanjiao was a little shocked, "Are you the rumored saint?"

"You don't even know who this saint is, so you dare to make trouble at the door of this saint's fiancé? Who gave you face, your great-grandfather?"

Mu Ziyin dropped to freezing point, "Or do you think your beauty can make my fiancé miss you? Where did you get your confidence?"

This sentence is murderous.

Those present are not fools.

A voluptuous figure said leisurely, "Song Wanjiao, you don't take a good look in the mirror, how can you compare with the saint just because of your looks? The saint will miss you?"

"Chen Minghui, don't even think about spitting blood."

Song Wanjiao gritted her teeth, the cold breath on her body became stronger and stronger.

She and Chen Minghui are deadly enemies.

"Holy Son, if you have the guts to stand up, do you dare to swear to the Dao of Heaven?"

Song Wanjiao looked at Shengzidian, and when she saw Mu Ziyin, she knew that she could not be compared with the saintess due to her appearance.

Perhaps only "true love" would give up Mu Ziyin and choose her, but she and Shengzi have never met, so what is "true love"?
With a creak, the door opened,

Luo Tianlin knew that the time had come.

If Mu Ziyin hadn't come over, he could still stay inside and wait for things to continue to ferment. He hoped that things would get bigger and better.

But it's different now, how can a man let a woman defend him without being indifferent?

Isn't Song Wanjiao looking for him?Just by this step, the door of the Holy Child Hall can be opened.

He looked at Song Wanjiao, this woman was still so cold and stupid.

"Your great-grandfather was indeed blown away and injured by my holy son. As for you, my holy son has no interest at all."

Song Wanjiao was furious when she heard that, as expected, the Holy Son was the thief who hurt her great-grandpa.

She shouted loudly: "Have you heard that? The Holy Son has admitted that he hurt my great-grandfather."

"Hahaha, hahaha."

That was Chen Minghui's voice, "Song Wanjiao, are you stupid? The Holy Son blows down the cultivation of the peak of the Holy Realm with his late King Realm cultivation base? No, the Holy Son just wants to tell you tactfully." The last sentence doesn't mean anything to you."

"You don't take a piss and take good care of yourself. Only you, the handsome Son, will miss you and threaten the second elder?"

What Chen Minghui said was not polite at all, she wished that Song Wanjiao would be ashamed to the extreme.

They are rivals, the kind full of grievances.

Luo Tianlin said in his heart: "I really beat her great grandfather, I really dare not swear to the way of heaven."

"Okay, your nonsense should also stop. I believe that you are just being fooled by some old fool. Now go back and forth, and I can let the past go."

Luo Tianlin waved his hand.

He didn't want to recruit disciples from the Hall of Law Enforcement, wouldn't it be embarrassing if he was found out to be the murderer?
"Impossible. Grandpa Zeng couldn't have lied to me. You must have lied to me together."

Song Wanjiao's icy breath bloomed, and what she awakened was the ice root, which was a mutated water root.

"Holy Son, I want you to pay in blood."

Behind Song Wanjiao were countless ice blades.

Mu Ziyin came in front of Luo Tianlin, and the phantom of Huo Fenghuang had appeared behind her.

"Wanjiao, stop quickly, the thief cannot be the Holy Son."

The Second Elder's voice came from the sky, he never expected that things would become such a big mess.

If you come one step late, it will become a private fight between the sects. The key point is that his great-granddaughter is not the opponent of the saint.

"Grandpa Zeng, did the Holy Son threaten you and seriously injured you?"

Song Wanjiao's eyes were full of anger and respect, "Grandpa Zeng, just tell the truth, we can go to the suzerain for an evaluation."

Mo Chenyuan of the suzerain's mansion: "Hehe, if I go, you probably won't be able to step down."

The Second Elder had mixed feelings in his heart, why did he come up with such a bad idea at the beginning that led to the development of things to this point today.

He looked at the restless Song Wanjiao, "Wanjiao, according to Grandpa Zeng, the thief cannot be the Holy Son. How could the Holy Son, who is so weak, seriously hurt you, Grandpa Zeng, and me?"

"Actually, Grandpa Zeng was to blame for what happened that day. At that time, he drank a little wine and talked nonsense, which led to the current situation. In fact, Wanjiao, you are not wrong, and neither is Shengzi. It is all the fault of Grandpa Zeng's drinking. .”

The Second Elder patiently persuaded him, and Chen Minghui said with a smile on his lips: "The Second Elder just wanted to fool around after drinking alcohol? Then why is the Holy Son being wronged for no reason?"

At this moment, an old woman Yukong appeared, "Okay Minghui, we will not take advantage of others."

"Yes, Master." Chen Minghui looked at the old woman respectfully,

She glanced at Song Wanjiao again, "There is no end between us."

Chen Minghui left with the old woman Yukong, but Song Wanjiao lost her mind.

What she did before was all anger that didn't exist?
She turned out to be the wrong party?She actually felt that the Holy Son was greedy for her?
And all these misunderstandings turned out to be Grandpa Zeng's muddled remarks when he was drunk?
But he was clearly sober that day, could it be that Grandpa Zeng was the one who wanted to frame the Son?
Could it be that the injuries on his body were also caused by himself?
The great grandfather she had always admired was such a villain?

Her Dao heart began to collapse, and what she had been insisting on turned out to be a shame in the end.

The second elder sensed that something was wrong with her, and quickly shouted: "No, Wanjiao, wake up."

(End of this chapter)