The two were deadlocked, and Ye Feng didn't dare to gamble his own life on the truth of Fang Luzhu's words.
"So, have you thought about it?"
Fang Luzhu's cold voice echoed in Ye Feng's ears like a ghost demanding his life.
What a joke! If he marries a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, he will really have no freedom at all.
At the critical moment, a loud shout came from the sky:
"The 989th Demon-Subduing Convention has officially begun!"
A hint of struggle flashed in Fang Luzhu's eyes, but she finally decided to put down the sword and pushed Ye Feng out with a slap.
Ye Feng suddenly ran away like a wild horse. He never wanted to see this crazy woman again in his life. She was so fucking scary.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, I'm so glad you're okay!"
Mo Qingyi, who had been paying attention to this matter from the side, hurried over and pulled Ye Feng to the corner.
To be honest, when he saw that crazy woman Fang Luzhu holding the sword against Ye Feng's neck, he really thought that Ye Feng would die young.
Ye Feng was in no mood to chat with Mo Qingyi, so he asked directly:
"Can you please get me out, right now, right now!"
He wanted to stay away from that crazy woman. He was not sure whether she really wanted to let him go or not.
Mo Qingyi spread his hands helplessly and said:
"Once the Demon-Subduing Conference begins, no one can enter or leave within three days..."
"Fuck, no, that crazy woman will definitely kill me!"
Ye Feng had a look of despair on his face. What a joke! This was just a trivial matter. Even if it was a fight between trapped beasts, he couldn't beat the crazy woman.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, what on earth does that woman want from you? She actually threatened you with a sword."
"She asked me to marry her daughter. Isn't this a joke? I don't even know her daughter. Moreover, after what the uncle just said, how dare I provoke the Hehuan Sect?"
Ye Feng felt like he was going crazy. How could this be possible? He was so young and couldn't go out now. How could he contact the Ye family to protect him!
Mo Qingyi gave a thumbs up and praised:
"Fellow Daoist Ye is very strong. The Young Master of the Hehuan Sect is said to be extremely beautiful. If such a good thing is accepted, it should be accepted."
"You go if you want to go. I won't go. I'm still young and don't want to get married!"
Is Ye Feng the type who cares about beauty? Even if she is beautiful, she will cost him his life, even if she looks like a fairy!
The voice from the sky came again:
"There are two powerful people coming to this demon-slaying conference!"
"One is the fifth elder of the Lu family: Lu Liuyun, the True Lord Liuyun!"
"The other one is the elder of the Ye family in Jiangcheng: Ye Ming, the True Lord Mingde!"
There are only three people hanging in the air above the square. The one who is speaking is the boss of this secret realm, the contemporary king!
Standing in the air next to him was a fat middle-aged man wearing a yellow Taoist robe, smiling.
On the other side, standing in the air was an old man in a red robe with the word "Ling" tattooed on his chest.
Ling Si's red robe!
The people present were familiar with the robe the old man was wearing, which was the symbolic attire of a spiritual master. No one had expected that a spiritual master in a red robe would come to participate in the demon-subduing conference this year.
Ye Feng's eyes lit up when he heard this. Damn, that fat guy Lu Liuyun and the elders of the Ye family in Jiangcheng really help him!
The person above briefly introduced the identities of the two people and announced:
"Visit the Heavenly King Demon-Suppressing Monument!"
Everyone present bowed and paid homage to the towering stone tablet, as a sign of respect for the ancestors who dedicated themselves to protecting the people of Dawn.
Ye Feng mingled in the crowd and bowed to pay his respects, but unexpectedly, the scene before him changed.
The square turned into nothingness, and a large formation composed of golden light covered the entire square. The sky-high Heavenly King Demon-Suppressing Monument stood in the center of the formation.
Below was red magma rolling, and a ferocious black dragon was tumbling in the magma. The scorching magma was like a hot spring in front of the black dragon, and could not cause any harm!
One of the black dragon's horns was broken in half, and its blood-red eyes stared at the Heavenly King Demon-Suppressing Monument with hatred, roaring continuously.
Beneath the Heavenly King Demon-Suppressing Monument is a skeleton sitting cross-legged, with a spell in its right hand and a pitch-black half of a dragon horn in its left hand.
The black dragon tried to hit the skeleton from time to time, but was knocked away by the golden energy every time, roaring in pain.
It seems that the black dragon wants to get back the half dragon horn, but unfortunately it returns empty-handed every time.
"Hey! Fellow Daoist Ye?"
Mo Qingyi's voice brought Ye Feng back to his senses. In front of him was still the bluestone square. It seemed as if the magma, the black dragon and other things had never existed.
"Hey, where are Lu Liuyun and Ye Ming?"
Ye Feng looked up and found that the three people who were floating in the air before had disappeared. What a joke! He was still counting on Lu Liuyun and Ye Ming to save his life!
Mo Qingyi quickly covered his mouth:
"Damn it, stop talking nonsense. You want to call Master Liuyun and Master Mingde by their names. You don't want to live anymore."
After Ye Feng made a gesture to promise that he would not talk nonsense, Mo Qingyi put his hand down and said:
"The two True Lords have returned to the Heavenly King's home with Lord Heavenly King to rest, right?"
"The Heavenly King? The Heavenly King on the Heavenly King Demon-Suppressing Monument?"
"No, the title of Heavenly King was given posthumously to the person who sealed the Black Dragon with his own body. From then on, his descendants and family heads inherited the title."
King of Heaven, that is the highest title in the world. Even if it is awarded posthumously, it is the highest honor to inherit the title!
Mo Qingyi showed a longing expression on his face. If he also had such a powerful and domineering title, then he would be such a sunny and cheerful boy.
Ye Feng didn't care about anything else and wanted to rush to Tianwang Palace immediately. As the young master of the Ye family, Ye Ming of the Jiangcheng Ye family had to protect him no matter what!
Speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao appears, a cold sword is placed on Ye Feng's neck, making him unable to move!
Seeing this, Mo Qingyi ran away quickly. He couldn't afford to offend her, he really couldn't afford to offend her, and he always felt that there was only disgust in Fang Luzhu's eyes when she looked at him.
Fellow Daoist Ye, I'm sorry. I'd rather die than let you die. I'll retreat first as a sign of respect.
But he clearly didn't provoke her. He blamed everything on his master, thinking it must be his master's problem and had nothing to do with him.
"Sister, let's talk!"
Ye Feng raised his hands, wanting to cry but having no tears. He was caught by this woman again because he didn't find a protective umbrella. He was really crying.
Hope was right in front of him, but there was a wall blocking him and he couldn't reach it.
Fang Luzhu frowned slightly, and looked at Ye Feng with a colder expression:
"What did you call me? You're going to marry my daughter soon, and you're still calling me sister?"
Holy shit, should this be the focus?
Let him go, he is scared. He is really scared of the Hehuan Sect where spouses often become widowed.
"Aunt?"
"Um?"
Fang Luzhu's sword moved closer.
Feeling the stinging pain on his neck, Ye Feng quickly changed his words:
"Mom, Mom, Mom! Be careful, don't hurt me..."
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