My Wife from the Game

He had already noticed it.

I originally wanted to let those Persians go. Since they are so ignorant, let them die in a foreign country.

Soon, those people came to the cave, and the dark place was illuminated.

Seeing Wang Chao so young, the leader was a little surprised, and then sneered: "Are you the son of the devil?"

Zhao Min was astonished: "Could it be that Young Master Moyin has spread so far?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Young Master Moyin, I'll ask you, but you scared Dai Qisi away? It's a sin to ruin our Persian Ming Cult, even if you don't want to, just take me back to the main altar, maybe we will still Look at your talent and let you go."

This is extremely arrogant.

Also, they are not from the Central Plains after all, and they don't know much about the major events that happened here. Even the name of the son of Demon Yin was just learned from Xie Xun's mouth. Looking at Wang Chao's young appearance, it's true that he doesn't take it seriously. Not surprisingly.

As for Wang Chao's injury to Dai Qisi, the person in the lead already had his own guesses. It was nothing more than a hidden weapon, using poison. As for the head-on defeat, he didn't believe it.

And things that are often unbelievable are sometimes real, but they are just not seen clearly.

He was destined to pay for his own self-righteousness.

Wang Chao smiled lightly: "Sin?"

The leader shouted: "Of course, we have been tracking Dai Qisi for a long time, and we will be able to capture her back to the main altar today. Who would have thought that you would start her away in advance? This is not a sin, why?"

Wang Chao smiled even more, but it was mixed with a hint of coldness: "Then I will convict you too, disturb my cultivation, and punish you!"

The voice fell, and a real essence was shot.

Seeing this, the Persian's complexion immediately changed greatly, and he quickly took out two machetes from behind, only to see two cold lights flashing, blocking the real essence that came from the lasing.

The blade of the machete is inlaid with gems and patterns of various colors, reflecting the firelight, which is very fancy.

These people all wanted to take Wang Chao back to Persia. Naturally, he would not keep his hand. The folding fan instantly turned into a long sword and stabbed straight out.

It is actually a master realm!

The leader of the man never expected Wang Chao's cultivation base to be so high, and now it's too late to know, but he was not panic, and at the same time resisted, he ordered the disciples of the Persian Ming Sect to help.

Soon, a dozen people formed a formation, their momentum skyrocketed, and they jointly defended the enemy.

Chapter [-] Zhou Zhiruo's thoughts

Wang Chao is not an ordinary master realm. He can leapfrog and fight, and he is enough to be worth the peak of the master realm. How can these Persian people resist.

Not long after, even if a dozen people formed a battle, they were beaten by Wang Chao alone.

The person at the head was only in the early stage of the Grand Master Realm, and had endured all the attacks. Now that he has suffered internal injuries, he could not support it.

As for the others, it's just the realm of heaven and man.

And this formation, if there is one less, then whether it is the condensed momentum or the condensed strength, it will quickly collapse and disintegrate because of the existence of this gap.

In just two or three minutes, they couldn't hold on any longer.

The leader had no choice but to beg for mercy, but he was used to being stubborn, and even though it was at stake, he did not forget to say harshly: "We are the guardians of the Ming Cult's main altar, if you kill me, you will definitely face the Ming Cult's endless sect in the future. chase."

Wang Chao's indifferent voice sounded: "Then let them come after me, I don't mind taking your Mingjiao out of the pot."

The voice fell, and a sword qi edged out.

More than a dozen people collapsed in an instant, and the short moment of disintegration was enough to take their lives.

The sword qi dissipated, and the big heads flew into the air at the same time, and then rolled down.

Some fell into the woods, while others got stuck in the cracks of the stones, their expressions were almost the same, they were all panicked.

Zhao Min turned his head slightly, not daring to look again.

She was like this, not to mention Zhou Zhiruo, her entire face turned pale.

Wang Chao took back the unstained long sword and turned it into a folding fan and hung it around his waist.

Zhao Min said, "Let's change places."

There is a strong smell of blood everywhere, and there are people's heads, how can they live.

Wang Chao nodded: "They should have a boat when they come. If we wait until dawn tomorrow, we will stay in the boat tonight."

However, Zhao Min disagreed: "I don't want to live in the place where they lived. I prefer caves, at least they are clean."

After speaking, she had already walked out first.

There is another cave just [-] meters away from here. Although it is not as spacious as the previous one, it is still not bad. If three people meditate, they can be separated by a few meters.

Spirit Snake Island is extraordinarily quiet at night.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and it is already the hour.

Zhou Zhiruo, who was sitting cross-legged in the far corner, opened her eyes at this moment, and her eyes were focused on the Yitian Sword and Tulong Sword beside Wang Chao.

She remembered what her master had said to her when she was dying.

Get the secrets of the exercises in these two peerless weapons and inherit Emei.

This is Master's last wish and her duty as an Emei disciple.

She reached out her hand unconsciously, and suddenly the Persian people who died tragically just now flashed in her mind. She immediately retracted her arm in fright, and her breathing gradually increased.