Long Pianhong's face turned slightly red and said, "I have never hated her. I just pretended to be a saint and seduced Ning Caichen. I don't know if this guy is still alive. If he is alive, I will not be so jealous in the future."

Only after losing it wanted to have it again, even if it was a little bit, Ning Caichen's sudden disappearance made Long Pianhong know that her heart had moved for that man.

Nangong Ruimo's beautiful face was filled with a tender charm, which was very moving, and she said, "It seems that you have really fallen into it. I believe he must be alive, otherwise wouldn't he let down your true love for the beauty Long?"

Long Pianhong bit Moe Hongyan's lips and nodded and responded: "I also believe that a good person will not live long and will be ruined for thousands of years. He is just a bastard. How could he die so early?"

Just as the two were talking, the situation on the stage had changed.

The battle between Shura and Beixuan Huangtian was decided, Shura won, Beixuan Huangtian was defeated, and was seriously injured. It can be seen that he was unwilling to accept it and had done his best, but he was still defeated. At this moment, he was excited and unconscious. Shura, this warrior who represents a mysterious force, stood on the battlefield with great might, waiting for the next opponent.

In another battle, Feng Wuxin was extremely critical. His Tian Meiwu was completely restrained. He could only rely on the Yan Jingzhi to support her. There were already three sword injuries on her body, which made her true energy weaker and weaker. However, she did not admit defeat, and she could not admit defeat, because she knew very well that if she lost, it was not her own, but the entire Feng clan.

So she had to fight until the last moment, until the moment she died.

Being entangled like Feng Wuxin, Young Master Kong Kong was already very angry. While attacking with all his strength, his sword light was as bright as the sea, he shouted loudly: "You can't win, you will definitely not win, you will fail, your Feng family will be destroyed-----"

With heavy attacks, coupled with these stimulating words, Feng Wu's mind has begun to lose her mind. She can't afford the consequences of failure. This is Feng's important task. She is just a little woman and she is about to go crazy.

A slight mistake was made, and her arm was already hit by a sword. The pain made her awake. As soon as she stepped back, a thread of blood was stained on the white masked scarf, like a bright red glow, which made her have a strange beauty. As long as she saw the Tianmei dance she had just played, she would be amazed by her beauty.

The sword was held on the ground, kneeling with one foot, Feng Wuxin used his last breath and wanted to swing the last sword. She had no way to go and never died. Of course, Young Master Kong Kong had already felt that the fragrance of the most beautiful woman in ancient martial arts was drowned in his hands. This was an exciting and exciting thing. The person he could not get was to destroy her. Since the heaven was jealous of the beauty, let her return to the dust, the earth was the soil, and return to the heaven! This was the last sword, the two dances were both beautiful. The Tianmei Dance and the Yan Xiuzhi were integrated. Just like the most beautiful nightingale, looking for a rainbow before death. Feng Wuxin was so beautiful that it was unbearable to look at it. Even everyone in the audience knew that she had lost and the consequences of not admitting defeat were the only way to death on the stage of the battle for power. There was no difference between men and women, and no mercy on the stage.

Many people were heartbroken, but no one could help him, because this was the iron rule of ancient martial arts. Since they were standing on the stage, they had to accept the iron rule and no one could resist it.

Even Long Pianhong felt a sense of pity. Although this woman was too thoughtful, she still made people feel pity at this moment. When she saw Feng Wuxin on the stage, she felt the most empathy of Nangong Ruimo. She was actually very similar to Feng Wuxin on the stage, but she thought she was not as good as Feng Wuxin.

Because she just endured the family's arrangement for fate, but Feng Wuxin on the stage resisted and chose the path she wanted to go. Even if she was torn to pieces, she never thought of bowing to fate.

"She is braver than us. She has the courage to pursue the glory of the moment before death. Even if it is a hundred years later, people will remember that there was a beauty in the ancient martial arts world. Her beautiful face was fleeting with time, and a brave heart would always survive and vividly."

After patting Long Pianhong's excited hand, Nangong Ruimo said softly, although she also wanted to save Feng Wuxin, she was powerless. At this moment, I am afraid that no one could save her. Thousands of people could only watch a beautiful flower withering.

The power of the last sword was exerted all of her, but it also had an effect. A deep sword mark was drawn in Young Master Kong's chest, and blood instantly surged out.

But Young Master Kongkong fought back in anger, and a heavy punch knocked Feng Wuxin's body away like a broken catkins, falling heavily on the edge of the ring. With a "puff", the person was still in the air, and a mouthful of blood had already gushed out, like blood rain, and the entire stage was splashing blood.

With a "bang", she rolled a few times, but she struggled to stand up. However, several efforts failed. Feng Wuxin lay on her back on the cold ring. The disappointment cut her heart like a knife. She could bear the pain in her body, but this pain came from the soul.

No one helped her, even if every man wanted to get her beauty, she was defeated at this moment and was worthless.

The wounded and powerless heart longs for a kind of care, a kind of warmth, and a strong and powerful care. Perhaps only at this moment can Feng Wuxin truly feel it and truly understand that she is a woman, a woman who needs care and dependence.

His fingers smeared the sword marks on his chest, stained with blood, and then slowly put them into his mouth. Young Master Kong Kong's face was a little ferocious at this moment, and his footsteps were towards Feng Wuxin, and a cold voice sounded: "I said, you can't succeed. The biggest function of a bitch like you is to surrender to this young master's crotch and be conquered forever to vent his lust."

Feng Wuxin's only eyes showed an angry look, and the soft sword in her hand held tightly again, slowly and slowly got up. At this moment, she seemed to have no strength to stand.

"I haven't lost yet, I can fight again."

When she stood up again, when everyone saw her blood-stained body, many people were moved, but unfortunately, this emotion changed the ending of her defeat and death. In this kind of covenant competition, tears could not solve any problem. Power and interests have always been the most ruthless and coldest thing in the world.

The few noble heads of the family on the stage all had a cold look on their faces. For them, failure is destined to be eliminated. This world is a world of men. Since the Feng family women want to compete for such interests, they have to endure this failure, and no one will speak for them.

Feng Wuxin also knew that at this moment, she could not change the ending, but she wanted to use her life to prove that the brave heart in her heart that never surrendered and the heart of fighting for the Feng family.

There is absolutely no one who can underestimate Feng's family, absolutely no.

"She should admit defeat. She can't win at all. Living is better than dying. Maybe there will be a chance in the future." Long Pianhong said in a low voice.

Nangong Ruimo shook her head and said, "If she loses, she loses everything. She can't have any chance again. Many people will not give her such opportunities again. This time she goes to the stage is a bet, but unfortunately, she loses."

Long Pianhong looked at the woman who was unable to stand firmly and felt admiration in her heart. She hoped that this woman would not die.

A cold and evil smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Kong Kong's mouth, and he seemed very happy. He felt very happy about the slowly raging a flower and feeling the beautiful withering. He was a little impatient. A figure appeared on the stage at this time, and Ning Caichen appeared. It seemed that he had been standing there, but at the same time, almost everyone saw him, his handsome face and slender figure.

"who is he?"

"He's finally back."

"Ah, Ning Caichen, this bastard is really back, Rui Mo, he, he is really back."

Long Pianhong held her face and couldn't help but she burst into tears. She quickly covered her face with tears. She held Nangong Ruimo's hand tightly. No one knew how excited she was.

Nangong Ruimo was also a little excited, but she restrained herself and nodded and said, "Yes, he is back, this guy who likes to harm women is back."

At that moment, a trace of joy and worry emanated from the corner of Nangong Ruimo's mouth also calmed down instantly. Or in this world, he was the only one who could save Feng Wuxin. Fortunately, he finally came. Long Pianhong wiped his tears and said, "This guy must have been tempted, otherwise why did he come back at such a critical moment and want to save the beauty again. Is there a beauty who promised her? Humph, it's too old-fashioned."

But sometimes, things are so old-fashioned and very useful.

"Who are you? Retreat quickly. This is the Covenant Competition. Except for the contestants, no one is allowed to step into the ring. Do you dare to violate the order!"

"Ning Caichen, you are Ning Caichen from the city. You are really not dead. It seems that you have some tricks. I have to ask for advice. I am Teng Sanke, you should know!"

The faces of several heads of the family changed slightly, and they did not expect that at this critical moment, when the leader was about to be born, Ning Caichen actually came out.

"Ning Caichen!" The voice was very light, but Ning Caichen heard it very clearly. Feng Wuxin cried. Seeing Ning Caichen, she had an inexplicable peace of mind and an inexplicable support.

Ning Caichen nodded and said, "It's me, I think you knew it was me for a long time, right?"

While speaking, Ning Caichen held her hand and sent her a touch of spiritual energy. The spiritual energy was stronger than the true energy and could quickly restore her physical strength.

"I already know it when Wu Du meets again, because my aunt told me that you are the Holy Lord and the Holy Lord born in the world, but I don't believe in anyone, I only believe in myself, and I want to change the fate of the Feng clan by myself."
Chapter completed!