Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

There are 200000 painters in the army, and only half of them are trained on the school ground today.

Qingluan was dressed in thin clothes. The blade in her hand had already been devastated in the process of the challenge of the painter army. The pitted blade pierced into everyone's eyes.

At this time, in front of qingluan stood ten painters who were eight feet tall. They looked at each other and felt that qingluan was difficult to deal with. They had no choice but to throw away the heavy blade in their hands and chose a very light blade.

This weapon is the dark iron short knife designed by Huaxi. It can cut iron like mud, but it is also a light thing.

But even so, within ten moves, the ten painters had been thrown away by qingluan's residual blade and fell directly into the snow in the distance. Everyone was aching and couldn't get up.

General Qianshui was a little stunned when he saw this.

He also met qingluan many years ago. At that time, qingluan was just a maid who went to war with the war god. Although she had excellent martial arts, she had never thought that she had already become what she is now.

Qingluan's body method has improved so much that everyone can't believe it.

Now, qingluan challenges a hundred people on her own, and no one can win her.

But such a green Luan has a wound on her body.

Qingluan stood in the wind and snow with a cold face and said in a high voice, "who else?"

General Qianshui came to the emperor and whispered, "emperor, today's farce is over. The painter army should not be so ashamed in front of the emperor and the God of war."

The emperor's pupils narrowed slightly and the corners of his lips pulled gently: "if the painter's military regulations are determined by Xi'er, it will end by Xi'er."

A cold voice like frost lingers in no one's heart.

Xueying suddenly looked at ningxiluo: "what... What do you mean?"

Everyone was stunned.

The emperor obviously meant to let qingluan challenge the God of war. If qingluan wins, no one dares to say that the God of war wants to keep qingluan's life. If the God of war wins, qingluan will die.

But how can qingluan win the God of war?

This battle undoubtedly killed qingluan, so what would the God of war do? Deliberately lose the challenge, or don't challenge?

Everyone looked at Xueying.

Xueying's slender fingers firmly fastened her palm: "qingluan is my handmaid, and she still has a wound on her body. How can I --"

"How can you?" Ning Xiluo's eyes looked at Xueying faintly, but the eyes were evil. "Qingluan wanted to kill me, and I left her life because of you. Today, I want to go the other way. If you win, her life can stay."

There was an uproar at school.

Isn't it very easy for ares to win?

Xueying's face was stiff and white, and the Gu entered the body. She inherited the internal power in the body, and her skill was inherited, but she was not very skilled

After all, this is not her original body! She has never fought with anyone. If she loses, doesn't it prove that she is not Huaxi?

Ninzlo, do you still doubt her after all?

When Miss Yun Er kicked the door of Hanguang palace, Ning Xiluo's heart was already biased!

Xueying nodded and smiled: "that's what you want."

Her voice was firm, and she looked back at qingluan, but qingluan's eyes were cold. This maid can't discharge water, absolutely not! And it belongs to the type of death rather than surrender! Even sacrifice yourself!

Xueying knows that qingluan is the handmaid of Huaxi. She has been with Huaxi day and night for ten years, so qingluan hates her. She will kill her even if she is afraid of death!

Because qingluan must know that she is not a real painting stream! So I'm sure I'll do it hard. If so, you can't leave qingluan's life today. You must kill her!

The noise of the school yard did not stop.

Everyone shouted "God of war".

Xueying came forward. When she looked back, she saw what Ning Xiluo said to Gu Shengyan. Her voice was very small. As soon as Gu Shengyan's eyes changed, she hurried away.

Here, thousands of people are staring at her.

If the war is won, everyone will know that she is Huaxi, and no one will doubt her identity.

Qingluan threw the broken blade on the snow and stood straight: "Madam Zhaoyi, I will try my best to fight you. If I put water, everyone will look at it, my life will not be saved."

The wind blows my ears, and qingluan smiles shallowly.

Qingluan just looked at Xueying's stiff white face and stepped forward step by step. At the moment when her arms were stretched out, she jumped directly against the heavy cold wind——

Xueying knew that the original owner had left a magnificent internal force and closed her eyes.

The Gu insect was still in her body, and all the magnificent internal forces in her body were in the palm of her hand. Since Xueying raised her hand, she caught the palm of qingluan.

Qingluan suddenly retreated and looked at Xueying in surprise: "it's Miss Xi's internal power!"

Qingluan trembled and looked at Xueying, but she couldn't believe it. She not only monopolizes the body of Huaxi, but also can mobilize her internal power. What about her skills?

Qingluan waved her sleeve. The sword on the shelf had started. She went directly to Xueying.

Xueying's lips were slightly raised. At this time, she knew exactly what to do.

Since the man named the eighth Lord can make her use this internal power again, how can she not use this skill integrated into the texture? Although not skilled, it can protect life!

Even if she doesn't know martial arts, her internal power will protect her. What can she be afraid of?

Xueying imitated qingluan's appearance and waved her sleeves - dozens of swords on the weapon rack were attracted by her palm wind and directly threw them at qingluan!

Qingluan stepped down quickly. The sword brushed the air above her head and fell on the pine.

Qingluan frowned and saw the painter's army waving noisily, and the emperor standing in the distance looking at it. She already understood. Ning Xiluo is suspicious of Xueying. As long as Xueying loses, she can prove that she is not Huaxi!

If Xueying wins and hurts qingluan by half, it can only prove that she is not Huaxi.

In any case, the emperor saw only one - that is, whether the fake painting stream would hurt her!

If you really draw a river, you will win, but you won't hurt half of the people around you, even a hair.

Only miss Xi knows what she will do. If it's fake, how can she understand? Even if the dove occupies the magpie's nest, even if everyone told her about the past of Huaxi, how could she know what kind of person Huaxi is?

The saints in the world are painting streams.

A dove occupies a magpie's nest. A dove is always a dove and can never become a bird!

Qingluan firmly determined what she thought, pointed to Xueying with her sword, and smiled faintly at the corners of her lips.

Xueying nodded: "qingluan, everyone is watching. Be serious."

Xueying looks at qingluan, but she doesn't understand why qingluan smiles so much. She was filled with the idea of killing qingluan. Kill her with a "Miss"!

If so, ninzlo would not say anything.

As Ning Xiluo said, once Huaxi killed and beheaded him without mercy. Well, Huaxi killed qingluan for the first time, so let's end by killing qingluan.

Why should a servant who can doubt her keep it? Why leave it to the cloud two girl?

In the civilized world, you can't kill people. She felt sick after seeing Yunxi kill people, but Ning Xiluo didn't feel so. What kind of world is this? Wouldn't it be better if it became what ninzlo liked?

Such crazy thoughts exploded in Xueying's mind, urging her to sweep away towards qingluan step by step.

Long snow rowed the ground. Xueying didn't choose to hide qingluan's sword. Instead, she wrapped her hands with internal power and directly held the sword. The best use of this internal power is to protect the Lord!

Bang——

The sword was shattered by internal force and brightened Xueying's smiling eyes. She hit qingluan in the abdomen with one palm. Qingluan flew out directly and vomited blood!

This palm, Xueying used all her strength.

It shattered qingluan's internal organs and broke her muscles and veins with a palm!

——Don't you doubt it?

——Do you still have the strength to doubt now?

——This internal power is in the body. Even if you don't have that skilled skill, killing you is like an ant!

Qingluan fell to the ground, his blood halo was stained on the snow, and his face was very pale. She nodded and looked at Xueying, but her smile was brilliant.

Xueying frowned, but pretended to worry: "are you okay?"

Xueying went towards qingluan step by step, and qingluan retreated step by step.

All the painters were stunned. For a moment, I didn't know why the God of war was so cruel to qingluan. I just woke up, so I didn't know how heavy it was?

But just that fall, everyone knows that qingluan's life will not be long!

Xueying bent down and quickly wiped the blood on qingluan's lips, but whispered in qingluan's ear, "you didn't deserve to die, but you forgot who your master is. After killing you, I'll let two girls go down with you. Who makes you want to fight me, don't you?"

Qingluan's round eyes opened and Wen Ruyu's body shook into a sieve: "you..."

She couldn't say a word clearly, so she raised her hand and hit Xueying.

In this way, Xueying directly held qingluan's arm, and the other hand directly touched qingluan's neck with a knife, and was sad and angry: "qingluan, you want to kill me?"

Qingluan opened her mouth slightly, and the blood flowed down the corner of her lips.

She kept panting: "Miss Xi's internal power... You... You unexpectedly..."

Qingluan's voice was very small. Every word fell, and the pain on her body was one more point.

Qingluan knew that the fake painted River wanted to kill her. Even if the emperor was here, the fake painted river would not be merciful. And this fake painting river only needs one reason to kill her!

This reason, anyway, Xueying can find it!

Qingluan trembled and looked at the appearance of the emperor standing in the distance. She wanted to stretch out her hand: "save -"

Xueying dressed very well and her eyes were full of tears: "if you really want to die, if you want to die wholeheartedly, then I'll give you a ride, and I won't waste the master's and servant's share!"

She interrupted qingluan's words and moved her body to block qingluan's sight.

All the painters behind qingluan looked at them, while Xueying looked at them as if they were nothing. Her eyes were red, and her tears fell drop by drop

"Even the God of war can't tolerate such heinous things."

"Rebels, so is Miss Xi going to kill her?"

"How could it be because she was just going to attack Miss Xi? Otherwise, how could miss Xi do it?"

"Miss Xi's martial arts are as good as before."

“……”

Everyone was discussing and watching. Xueying understood that she was cruel and stabbed the sword directly at qingluan's abdomen!

And at this moment——

The sword was shot through by a sleeve arrow!

Everyone was in an uproar and looked at the delicate figure after the deep snow at the school——

Yunxi's face was cold. The moment he folded his arm, his lightness skill was like a startling moment. He directly crossed the air and fell in front of qingluan.

Just one kick kicked Xueying out completely.

Yunxi nodded and looked at Xueying's surprised appearance. His angry red eyes were full of killing intention: "if you bang her, your body will be buried with me!"