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Chapter 1633 Burial

The two messengers looked at Mo Wentian and remained silent.

They looked at the cracked chessboard together, their faces getting ugly, as if there was a shadow sitting opposite Mo Wentian, and they also pinched a chess piece in their hands to confront Mo Wentian.

But there was no end to it all, and the endgame on the chessboard was still simple and confusing.

Mo Wentian hand pinched the chess piece, stared at the chessboard, and didn't say anything anymore, but his eyes became more and more turbid, frowned slightly, as if he was thinking, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Outside the Tianji Gate, the sea breeze is violent, causing stormy waves!

The huge waves slapped violently on the reefs on the shore, causing the reefs to fly, terrifying, as if there was something terrible to swell from the deep sea!

...

The news that the Rashomon disciple Hou Yanyan was invited to marry soon spread throughout the world of the Three Thousand Dojos.

Of course, those small sects would not miss such an opportunity. Not to mention that Hou Yanyan is a beauty, I don’t know how many young men covet her beauty. Just her identity and being one of the most core disciples of Rashomon is attractive enough.

If you can get her, it means you have a good relationship with the Rashomon and can unite into one. That will definitely be a success for the small sect!

Rashomon ranks third in the world of the Three Thousand Paths. What other choices do he have besides the first two?

If you are married to the first two, you will naturally ask for marriage to join the family.

Everyone knows that there are many female disciples of the Rashomon, and there has always been a way to attract young heroes to join the Rashomon, which is equivalent to a carp leaping on the Dragon Gate.

When the news came out, I wonder how many people were so excited that they couldn't sleep. Even if they were married into a marriage, they would be willing to marry into a marriage to Rashomon!

The person who is most unhappy is naturally Hou Yanyan.

But her struggle was meaningless, especially her grandfather Hei Tu, who seemed determined to marry her out so as not to cause trouble and eventually lose her life.

It is much better to find a man than to lose his life and die.

"Yanyan, don't be stubborn. Your grandfather must be for your own good. He will not choose at will. It would not be a bad thing to find an excellent young man for you at that time."

Several direct female disciples around him persuaded, "Our female disciples of Rashomon all have traditions of recruiting people to marry into their families. Look at the third senior sister, the son-in-law he recruits is not quite good? Although his talent is not very talented, he is a veteran in dealing with people and serving the third senior sister very well."

"That's right, it's my turn next. When I look for it, I'll find a better one so that I can sleep with my arms at night."

Several people joked, but Hou Yanyan was still depressed.

She stood up and wanted to escape, but was pulled by several female disciples.

"Yanyan, if you escape, then I, Rashomon, will be completely lost. At that time, it is not only you who will be punished, but we sisters will definitely be severely punished. I hope you understand us."

"Don't hesitate, this is fate. As a female disciple of Rashomon, not to mention that this time the head of Heitu spoke up and decided to the head, it would not work if anyone said it."

Several people looked at Hou Yanyan, so naturally they could not let her escape. The head of Hei Tu issued an order to let them stare. If Hou Yanyan ran away, they would not be able to bear this responsibility.

"Why did grandpa treat me like this!"

Hou Yanyan had red eyes and a crying voice in her voice. She turned to look at a female disciple and hurriedly held her hand: "Senior Sister, please help me, okay?"

"Yanyan, I can't help you with this matter. This is a rule. The rules set by our ancestors early on, how can I change them?"

The senior sister sighed and patted Hou Yanyan's shoulder gently, "You are the one with the best talent among our female disciples. The leader will definitely help you choose a powerful one, don't worry."

Hou Yanyan was almost desperate.

She sat there, looking at herself in the mirror, and in her red eyes, in addition to anger, she also felt wronged.

"I'm not afraid of death...I'm not afraid of death..." Hou Yanyan's mind was filled with a figure, "If I'm afraid of death, I won't go to Tianji Road again. Grandpa, why don't you know?"

When the news of Hou Yanyan's invitation to marry him came out, the entire Three Thousand Sect world became excited in an instant.

Sword Sect.

The broken sword, which cut off one arm, was like a person who had changed, and was always emitting a strong killing aura, which was extremely terrifying.

Those eyes were sinister, and it made people look like falling into an ice cellar!

"Hou Yanyan should have been Xiao Jian's woman. What does it mean to attract a bride in Hemlock now?"

Canjian was a little crazy, his eyes were covered with blood. He sat high above the hall with a loud voice, "Xiao Jian's corpse is not cold, and Thirteen has just fallen into the soil. Is the hemlock going to make Xiao Jian's woman touched by others?"

Now he doesn't care about that much!

Xiao Jian had even joined Rashomon to propose marriage, but was rejected by Hei Tu. What does it mean now? I started to recruit marriages. Is it because Xiao Jian is not as good as others?

"Rashomon is too much. You should deliberately humiliate my Sword Sect!" Someone snorted, his face also looked bad, "Did you see that my Sword Sect was humiliated? Now everyone wants to step on it!"

The eyes of the sacred sword suddenly contracted, and when he heard the words "Sword Sect was humiliated", he was full of murderous aura!

Su Han's face suddenly appeared, and he wished he could tear Su Han into pieces immediately!

But Canjian knew very well that if he wanted to kill him, Su Han would choose to die together without hesitation, release the ghost ghost in the hero's tomb, fight to the death, and send others to kill him. Who can enter Dongshan Island to kill people?

Is it really a fool to be destined to be a fool?

"Each leader follows the order!"

Canjian stood up directly, his face serious, as if a layer of frost was hanging on it, "Hou Yanyan is from my Sword Sect. Even if it is a dead person, he is from my Sword Sect! No other men are allowed to be involved!"

"Thirteen is dead, and his son is dead, and now anyone can humiliate him!"

Canjian snorted, his expression full of murderous aura, like a crazy beast, violent to the extreme.

"yes!"

All the leaders also held their breath, and the entire sect was humiliated by Su Han, a yellow-haired boy. Who can tolerate it? He was still holding his breath. Now even Rashomon wants to humiliate the Sword Sect?

"Each sects, send the best direct disciples under your seat. No matter who they are, you can grab Hou Yanyan and bring them back and bury them with Xiao Jian!"

A trace of evil flashed in Canjian's eyes, and the eyes of several sects made their hearts tremble.

The nowadays, the remnant sword is really terrible. It is not only because of his strength, but also because his eyes seem to lose their minds at any time.

If Hou Yanyan was stolen and buried with Xiao Jian, wouldn’t he have a grudge against Rashomon?

Someone wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw Canjian's terrible expression. He had to swallow his words and dare not say anything again.
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