Chapter 1109 Give You Two Choices

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Zhang Yuhong's shy look seemed to want to prove to the world: In fact, I am kind and gentle, really!

"Bitch!" Seeing his pretended shyness, everyone who knew what kind of thing he was couldn't help but cursed in their hearts, then turned around and vomited.

However, the eyes of the group of people from the Blood Demon Sect when they looked at Zhang Yuhong changed: Cruel, cruel, this guy is so cruel.

Gong Xi Kuangdao glanced at Zhang Yuhong appreciatively: He is not bad at all, but he is ruthless in his attacks. Such a person is also a talent in the demon dimension.

"See if he is dead? If he is not dead, wake him up." Ling Chuxi said.

Su Yanhua stepped forward and took a breath. Fortunately, although Zhang Yuhong was cruel, he did not kill him and still had some breath left.

Su Yanhua used the seven-string fingering technique and quickly touched Lei Wanshan's body. Fortunately, his fingering technique had improved greatly. If it had been replaced with the medical skills he had at the Valley of Rejuvenation, Lei Wanshan might not have been able to save his last breath.

"Huh..." Lei Wanshan exhaled a long breath and woke up. When he saw Ling Chuxi, he was still fine. When he saw Zhang Yuhong, he felt like he had seen a ghost, and subconsciously shrank his neck back.

"Are you the master of the Blood Fiend Sect?" Ling Chuxi stepped forward and asked.

"I am Lei Wanshan, the sect leader of the Blood Fiend Sect. I apologize for the offense I caused you in the past." Lei Wanshan wiped the blood on his face and said with force. Zhang Yuhong kicked a gap in his mouth, and his words were leaky, but he could still hear what he was saying clearly.

He was not an idiot. As soon as he woke up and saw this posture, he knew that his entire army had been wiped out. Even his strength was powerless against the girl in front of him, let alone others. This time he really hit the wall. So I didn't dare to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail, and kept my body as low as possible.

But after all, he is the master of a sect that has been famous for many years in Huifeng Ridge. He is much stronger than those bandits who kneel down and beg for mercy when the situation is bad.

Ling Chuxi had seen that this man had some arrogance before. She thought he would be strong-willed and say a few nonsense words such as "a scholar must be killed and a gentleman must not be insulted to take revenge. It's never too late to take revenge in ten years" to support his appearance. Who would have thought that he would bow his head so quickly? Somewhat surprised.

After thinking about it carefully, Ling Chuxi suddenly realized that these people fled to Qianzhongling just to survive. If they really wanted to die and not surrender, they might as well just fight to the death with others outside. What are they doing here? Speaking of which, it is a tradition of Qianzhongling to adapt to the situation and adapt to the situation. There is no shame in surrendering to the strong in order to survive.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is not exactly the standard that prevails in all countries in the mainland or in the sect's holy realm, but the limits are different.

"Do you know who we are now?" After understanding this, Ling Chuxi was too lazy to talk nonsense to him. For this kind of person, the stronger you are, the more afraid he will be of you and the more convinced he will be of you.

"It turns out they are the masters of Kenshin-ryu. We were blind and didn't know it was your Majesty who came here. I hope you can forgive me." Needless to say, Lei Wanshan really didn't know who they were, but his reaction was not slow. As soon as he glanced at it, he saw the flag above the carriage and said quickly.

"Yes, I have a little wink." Ling Chuxi really admired the ability of people like Qianzhongling to observe people's words, which was much better than those like Yue Qingjie and his son and Wei Zhixuan.

"I'll give you two choices. First, join the Kenshin style. Second, get out of Qianzhongling. It's your choice." Ling Chuxi said, although her tone was calm, but this situation and situation were different. majesty.

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