Valkyrie Sovereign

The first thousand eight hundred and seventy-six chapters forced to marry

Lin Fei was on the street, asking others about Nanhai School.

"What, you don't even know the Nanhai faction, you are not from Nanling, right?"

The people who were asked by Lin Fei all showed very exaggerated expressions, seeming to be shocked, and there were still people who didn't know the Nanhai School.

After some inquiries, Lin Fei also had a general understanding of the Nanling School.

It turned out that the Nanhai Sect is a powerful sect in Nanling.

In Nanling, there are many sects of various sizes, but the strength of the Nanhai School is definitely in the top three!

"Well, it seems that this South China Sea faction is so powerful, but, fortunately, it doesn't have the power to transform the fairyland."

Lin Fei secretly said in his heart.

Among the Sovereign Continent, Eastern Region, Western Wilderness, Nanling, Beiyuan, and Zhongsheng State, among them, only Zhongsheng State has the power of the fairyland power, but the other four continents do not.

With Lin Fei's current strength and hole cards, plus Lu Qi, Lin Fei naturally has the confidence to go to this Nanhai faction to make a breakthrough.

After Lin Fei ascertained the location of the headquarters of the Nanhai School, he rushed all the way.

at this time.

Nanling, in the headquarters of the Nanhai School.

There are huge mountains here, criss-crossed and blocked by clouds all year round, full of aura and very mysterious.

On one of the mountains.

Old vines accompanied by old trees, small bridges and flowing water, graceful mountains, winding and winding, like a sleeping dragon, crawling on the ground.

Faintly, in the sky and on the earth, there are bursts of Zen Buddhism singing. In the void, there are various visions, constantly being born, auspicious clouds and auspicious qi, divine glory and precious clouds, the sky is falling in disorder, and the ground is springing with golden lotus.

Looking from a distance, the clouds are steaming with the clouds, and the mountains are like bathing in the radiance of the Buddha's light, which makes people awe.

At this time, above a beautiful and round mountain, halfway up the mountain.

These terraced road medicine fields along the whole stretch of rice paddies, colorful butterflies flying, are as beautiful as a picture of poetry.

Countless high-level herbs are planted on each floor of the terraced medicine field.

The fragrance of medicine is wild.

On one level of this terraced field, there are two suffocating beautiful women, standing together and standing silently.

If Lin Fei were here, he would find that these two extraordinary women were his two final wives, Rong'er and Wan'er!

At this time, the two women, Rong'er and Wan'er, were cuddling and leaning against each other.

There are obvious tear marks on the two exquisite faces, and their beautiful eyes are slightly swollen. Their expressions are sad, sad, angry, missing, helpless, and their expressions are very complicated.

"Sister Rong, I really miss the little beggar, or else, let's leave secretly and go back to Yuanwu Realm to find him."

Wan'er's voice was sad and bitter.

The little beggar she was talking about was naturally Lin Fei.

This was the first time she met Lin Fei, the way she called Lin Fei, and then she called it smoothly. Until she became Lin Fei's last married wife, she couldn't change her words, so Lin Fei had to let her.

"Now, the martial art has been monitoring the two of us heavily. With our current strength, how can we leave.

Besides, even if we leave the headquarters, with the strength of our Nanhai faction, it is estimated that we will not be able to escape from Nanling.

Moreover, even if we escape from Nanling, how can we get back to Yuanwu Realm?

Back then, Elder Ruan took us to the Holy Venerable Continent through a special spatial passage.

Without Elder Ruan's lead, it would be impossible for us to find that space channel again, go back to the Yuan Wu realm, and meet Lin Fei again. "

Rong Erzhen shook his head slightly and sighed slightly.

"Rong'er, do we really want to marry the young master of the Zhao family together? I don't want to marry him. I heard that he is so romantic, and I don't know how many women he has played with!"

Wan'er said.

"I am the wife of Xiaoqier, who is born to him, and he is also his ghost in death. In this life, it is impossible to marry someone else, Sister Rong, think of a way."

Wan'er shook Rong'er's jade arm.

However, Rong Er only sighed softly, not knowing what to answer.

Wan'er also seemed to understand the situation in front of her, and she soon calmed down, her eyes turned towards the horizon, in the sad beautiful eyes, there were traces of longing, and the girl's special prayers and fantasies.

"I don't know why, I have been dreaming of seeing little beggars recently. In my dreams, the little beggar descended from the sky on the colorful clouds. He was majestic and heroic, and beat all those who bullied our two sisters.

Then, take us back to Yuanwu Realm. "

Wan'er looked at the horizon and muttered to herself, as if she had fallen into a dream again.

Rong'er turned his head and looked at Wan'er, who seemed to be in a dream, and she couldn't help dripping tears on her delicate and charming face.

"Hmph, you two bitches, are you thinking of the so-called lowly last married husband in that low-level small world before you.

I really convinced you.

Young Master Zhao is noble, and he is the only son of the Patriarch of the Zhao family. He can see you two because of the blessings you have cultivated for several lifetimes. Don't know what is good or bad. "

Three figures descended from the sky and landed on this terraced field.

"Huh? Elder Ruan, two senior sisters"

Rong'er and Wan'er stood up together, their expressions panicked.

The three people who came, a middle-aged nun, followed by two young female disciples.

It was one of the female disciples who spoke. She was about twenty-two or three years old. She was tall and beautiful, with thin lips, and she looked a little cool.

"Listen, you two **** get ready, the day after tomorrow, the Zhao Family Patriarch will personally bring the Zhao Family Young Master to pick you up. In the future, you will marry into the Zhao Family. It is a foregone conclusion. Forget the thing you never forget. Humble last married husband."

The woman with thin lips continued.

She looked at Rong'er and Wan'er's gaze, looking a little shameless.

"To be able to marry Young Master Zhao, in this Nanling land, I don't know how many women dream of it, but how did this kind of good luck fall on these two bitches?

If the Zhao family's Young Master was fond of me, that would be great, and he could immediately become a young woman from a powerful family, which is equivalent to reaching the sky in one step, and how many years of fighting less! "

The female disciple thought unwillingly in her heart, full of fire.

"Elder Ruan, we can't marry Young Master Zhao, you know, we have a last married husband.

Moreover, Elder Ruan, when you brought us to the Nanhai School, you took a fancy to our mind-conscious Buddha body and allowed us to practice hard and achieve something in martial arts.

Why are we forced to marry now! "

Wan'er suddenly said to the middle-aged nun.

"Elder Ruan, please help us intercede, we really don't want to marry the Zhao family young master"

Rong Er also pleaded with Elder Ruan.

"Rong'er, Wan'er, I'm sorry, I can't help this matter. This is decided by the head.

Let's be honest, the head has to ask for the Zhao family, so you still marry with peace of mind.

It can be considered to have made due contributions to our Nanhai School. "

The middle-aged nun shook her head, showing an apologetic expression.