Infinite Heroes Seat

Misty Peak, Lingjiu Palace, stood under the stage, and Zhao Min, who was only ten years old, looked at the man sitting on the throne seriously.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old face, bright eyes, handsome face, exuding a noble temperament, at first glance it does not seem to rule the entire Lingjiu Palace, nor does it seem to have caused the entire martial arts to tremble for hundreds of years. On the contrary, the evil respected person looks like a handsome son of a rich family, a brother next door, of course, this must exclude the celestial beauty sitting in his arms and the respectful maids on both sides of the hall, bowing their heads.

Zhao Min frowned and recalled a piece of news he had received-Xiaoyao Xie Zun was extremely beautiful.

However, taking the beauty to meet the messenger is no longer lustful, it should be lewdness, and treating her like this, this evil venerable didn't seem to have Yuan Ting in his eyes at all, but the precocious Zhao Min still quickly He calmed down and gave a salute, "Minmin Temoor has seen Lord Evil Venerable!"

Mo Wen looked up and down at the beauty in the audience. After a long time, he asked interestingly: "Are you the newly-canonized Princess Shaomin of Yuan Ting, the daughter of King Ruyang?"

Although it was a questioning tone, it was affirmative.

"What can you do with me? I just left the customs, you are lucky!"

Those eyes seemed to penetrate people's hearts. Being stared at by Mo Wen's eyes, Zhao Min had this idea inexplicably. She had no intention of trying to deal with it first or to please her first. She was about ten years old. Although the girl is smart, she can't stand the oppression caused by Mo Wen.

"Minmin is here this time by the order of your majesty. He is here to call the palace lord the supreme martial arts, to rule the entire martial arts."

"Wulin Supreme?" Mo Wen hesitated, and then he smiled. "If I think about it, I don't know how many years ago it was, and I still used you to canonize it? Since the court wants to use my hand to eradicate those quagmire forces, please show some sincerity and don't make these useless!"

Seeing that the plot was not exposed, Zhao Min was not surprised, but calmly asked: "Then I don't know what Lord Evil Venerable wants. As long as my emperor can do it, I won't be stingy!"

"You won't be stingy? It's really funny!" Mo Wen tilted his head and squinted his face with his hands. "When I was idle that year, I brought out the Heavenly Sword and the Dragon Slaying Knife to help you. Your emperor has been replaced by one. There is no decent remuneration. ——Property, status, reputation, I don't lack these, what do you think you can give me?"

The Luzhanger and Cranebiweng behind Zhao Min were shocked. They did not expect that the Heavenly Sword and Dragon Sword, which stirred up the entire martial arts and caused countless blood and blood, were actually written by this person. Looking at Mo Wen, he was a little wary. .

And Zhao Min gritted her teeth. After years of investigation by the court, she also knew how powerful the power behind this person was. Banks and restaurants all over the country, and even the largest blacksmith shops and saltworks in the country, are under this person's name. It is impossible to impress this person with ordinary money. Only by doing what she likes can it have a miraculous effect. But, if that condition makes her reconciled?

However, Mo Wen didn't show any pity at all. She directly said what she thought, "You probably also understand why the court made you an order? You should also know why the court let you a little girl in her early ten years old. Dealing with those martial arts people. It’s not really because you are talented and intelligent, no one can compare, nor because your father and brother with the military power in hand, but because you are a beauty and a beauty. To put it bluntly, you are only dedicated to me by the court. A gift of honor, a distinguished and beautiful gift, now let me take a look."

Zhao Min bit her lip. The pride of the past was broken at this moment. He subconsciously wanted to refute, but looking at those unusually bright eyes, the words he heard before meeting Princess Huazheng came to mind again. "Don’t provoke him, don’t reject him, otherwise, neither you nor the court can afford the price!"

When she reached her mouth, she swallowed it again. After a long time, she smiled, as innocent as a ten-year-old child, "Even so, I am not so easy to admit my fate. The little girl make a bet?"

Mo Wen looked at her and thought it was really interesting. This little Zhao Min was as intelligent as Huang Rong, but had the heroic spirit and ambition that Huang Rong did not have.

"What do you want to bet on?"

Zhao Min's eyes rolled, and then he smiled slyly, "I will bet with the evil master who will calm down the chaotic rivers and lakes first, and the limit is ten years. Of course, I'm just a child. Please let the evil master let me arrange some arrangements first. In the year, I think Master Xie Zun will not care about me, right?"

Mo Wen shook his head, "Although I am not afraid of you, I don't want to be played with a gun by you, and I don't want to be caught in your low-level agitation."

"Stopping the arena is your goal, it has nothing to do with me, and whether you win or lose in this bet, you will have the upper hand. If you win, I won't trouble you anymore; if you lose, it's just in accordance with the court's arrangements. It didn’t hurt! It’s too boring to bet on this."

He glanced at Zhao Min.

"You are so arrogant and want to resist the destiny arranged by others. It is nothing more than resourcefulness and martial arts. I think we will bet on these two!"

"Ten years from now, I will find a descendant of the same age to compete with you. If you can win, I will help you unconditionally. The things you worry about will not happen. Of course, if you can do it within these ten years. You can count on you to win the suppression of the Mingjiao who is the most powerful among the rebels!"

Zhao Min frowned and shook his head dissatisfied.

"Master Evil Venerable, this bet is not fair at all. No one in the world knows that there are countless inheritances of the Xiaoyao faction. It couldn't be easier to cultivate a peerless master. I have no chance of winning at all in the competition. And as long as Evil Venerable helps, Who can destroy Mingjiao in this world? Although I am arrogant, I am not stupid!"

With a sneer, Mo Wen said indifferently: "Don't worry, I won't send subordinates to assist the Mingjiao, and you have to figure out that it is not my Xiaoyao faction who is persecuting you now, but the Mongolian princes behind you who are afraid of death. , I want to get rid of my own destiny, but I don't want to take risks. How can there be such a beautiful thing in this world?"

There was silence in the hall, Zhao Min's complexion kept changing, and a pretty little face was already extremely ugly at this time. In the end, she gritted her teeth, raised her head, and said to Mo Wen: "That's good! That's it! This bet is about to let the evil venerable not say anything!"

Mo Wenshi smiled and said, "Do you still need a gaffe to deal with your little girl? You should wait a few years to get ready to marry my Lingjiu Palace!" The self-confidence was beyond words.

Zhao Min opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, and turned around, bringing the Luzhangke and Crane Biweng with him and wanted to leave.

But at this moment. There was another voice in the hall.

"Wait!"

Mo Wen stopped the three of them, and looked at the two old men behind Zhao Min, "Lu Zhang Ke, Crane Bi Weng, right? I am very interested in your Xuan Ming Divine Palm recently. Leave the secret book, and you can get out. !'

Lu Zhangke and Crane Biweng's complexion changed, but Xuan Ming's palm is their housekeeping skill, how can others succeed.

Don't mind what Zhao Min reminded. Crane Biweng stared at Mo Wen and snorted coldly, "I want the old man's martial arts. Your kid dreams!"

Originally seeing Mo Wen being so young, he was a bit disapproving, thinking that they were all exaggerated rumors. At this time, facing the people in this house, he was a little eager to try.

"presumptuous!"

When Mo Wen saw the two identical maids, they gave a soft drink, and when they moved, they rushed at them, and the distance of five or six feet was fleeting.

The status of these two maids in the palace is obviously not low. Their clothes are far more gorgeous than other maids, and they are standing closer to Mo Wen. At this moment, there was a fragrant breeze, and the two of them had already arrived in front of Luzhangke and Crane Biweng, and patted them with a palm.

Lu Zhangke and Crane Biweng were taken aback. They didn't expect that these two maids were so light-hearted that they hurriedly raised their palms to greet each other.

With four palms facing each other, with only two soft sounds, the Luzhangke and Crane Penweng vomited blood and flew out at the same time, like a kite with a dropped thread, rolling a few times on the ground, and then stopped.

"Stop it!" Zhao Min suddenly became anxious, opened his arms, and stopped them in front of them. You must know that Luzhangke and Crane Biweng are her top thugs. If they are here, she has no chance of winning.

"Do you Xiaoyao faction plan to bully the small with the big one!" she shouted with little tiger teeth.

The two old men behind her were clutching their chests, looking at each other in amazement. They did not expect that only the two maids had such a high level of martial arts, and they hadn't noticed before. For the first time, they had a slight doubt about their previous guesses. Are the masters really dressed up in disguise?

"Okay, come back, Mei Jian, Zhu Jian!" Seeing the two women walking towards them, Mo Wen just shouted.

"Yes, Lord!" The two women glared at Luzhangke and Crane Biweng before walking back to their respective positions.

Crossing Xiao Zhao Min, looking at the two people on the ground holding their chests, Mo Wen's eyes were all with cold light.

"Either keep the palm of the **** Xuanming, or keep my life,"

"I don't want to say it a second time!"

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Seeing the small and two big figures staggering away step by step, the little dragon girl in Mo Wen's arms suddenly raised her head, "Master, do you really want to make a bet with that girl?"

Mo Wen shrugged, "Anyway, I've been closed for decades. I don't want to go in again for a short time. I'm boring when I'm idle. It's okay to play with her!"

"Do you need to ask someone to find a girl with good aptitude?"

"No, I already have a goal in my heart. She should also go to the palace after calculating the time. If it were her, it might be more interesting."

A plan flashed in his mind. There was a candidate for the martial arts competition, but Mo Wen frowned again. Mingjiao was a bit troubled. The various martial arts in the rivers and lakes were provoked by the court and Chengkun to compete with the Mingjiao. The situation is the same, the six major factions besieging Guangmingding may be staged again, but this time there is no Zhang Wuji to save the field.

Since there is no such thing as a magical sculpture hero ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ a hundred years ago, Xiaoxiangzi, who stole Nine Suns magic art from Shaolin Temple, was not injured. He killed Yin Kexi, who was inferior to him by martial arts, and Yin Kexi, who had stolen the book, swallowed it alone. After that, he practiced hard in the Western Regions.

Decades ago, he was conscious of his great accomplishments and the world was invincible, so he went all the way from the Western Regions to the Central Plains. He was arrogant and domineering. He passed through the Tianshan Mountains. He happened to be hit by Azi who was idle and not retreat. Originally because of this, he fell into the hands of the Xiaoyao faction, so regardless of whether Zhang Wuji had the palm of the middle Xuan Ming **** or not, he didn't have the power of the original book.

Listening to Mo Wen's analysis, the little dragon girl also frowned slightly, her cold face had a different flavor, but she immediately relaxed.

"Then what does the master plan to do?"

Mo Wen was a smirk, "I still can't hide it from you. Just now, I just said not to send a subordinate, and I didn't say that I wouldn't go."

With a touch of his hand on his face, another face appeared in the hall. (To be continued...)

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