Chapter 1877: A Pot of Sake Expresses One's True Feelings

In a small inconspicuous restaurant not far from Yaoxing Academy in Xiangzhou, in the second-floor wing, a man in a dark blue robe was hugging a woman tightly in his arms and kissing her affectionately.

The water ripples on the blue robes worn by the two people were shining with a strange luster. From a distance, it looked like real sea water was flowing, which was extremely strange.

"Luolang, let me take a breath." The woman suddenly raised her hand and gently pushed the man away, then sat in his arms, picked up a glass of sake with a shy face, and drank it down.

The man laughed and rested his chin on her forehead: "Ying'er, we haven't seen each other for several months. In the days without you, my heart seems to be missing something."

"Puff! You have made the Beichen Empire into this situation now, how can you have time to miss me~"

The one who spoke was the most beautiful God King of Wanchao Pavilion, Su Nongying!

And the man holding her was the Demon Lord God King of Wanchao Pavilion, Luo Xi!

Who would have thought that in such an inconspicuous little restaurant, two God Kings would appear at the same time, and their martial arts skills are among the best in Beichen!

Hearing Su Nongying's words, Luo Xi's enchanting pupils shrank slightly, and her thin lips slowly rose: "Although the Phantom Emperor is strong, the generals under her are really not that good. As long as she sends one person, I will kill one person. Let's see what she will do!"

Hearing this, Su Nongying frowned cleverly: "Do you think she will ask for help from the Xinglan Temple?"

"No, the Phantom Emperor is a very proud woman, and she has always believed that the strength of the Xingchen Pavilion is above the Xinglan Temple, so a proud person like her will definitely not seek help from the Xinglan Temple."

"But, isn't her husband the son of the Emperor of Heaven?"

"Qi Tianye? Ha! He is just the most useless son of the Emperor of Heaven. Otherwise, how do you think the eldest son of the Xinglan Temple would marry into the Xingchen Pavilion?"

"Yes, I heard that the Emperor of Heaven has three sons, the second son and The Third Young Master has a very high prestige in the temple, but the eldest Young Master is not favored and is not well received. However, despite this, he has a status after all. Even if the Xinglan Temple does not take action, will the Xinglan Altar sit back and do nothing? "

"Xinglan Altar?" Luo Xi snorted coldly, sneer disdainfully: "Xinglan Altar is just supported by two old guys from the Xinglan Temple. If they want to take action against me, they have to consider whether they are strong enough. Everyone thinks that the Beichen Empire is a force of one pavilion and two altars. Who can know that among the three ancient sects, there is actually a sect whose strength is far above Xinglan Altar!"

"So your target is actually them?"

"You can't say that. My target is actually..." Luo Xi leaned close to Su Nongying's ear and whispered seven words.

These seven words instantly made Su Nongying stunned.

For a long time, Luo Xi never told anyone the truth about what he did, even Su Nongying, he never said it directly.

And now, he actually said his ultimate goal. Su Nongying was flattered, but also broke into a cold sweat by the real purpose.

Staring at Luo Xi with a gloomy face, Su Nongying said in a deep voice: "Luo Lang, don't forget that the Pavilion Master once issued a death order to our Ten God Kings. We must never provoke that force...!"

"Hahaha, Pavilion Master? So many years have passed, and the Pavilion Master is still missing. Do you think he is still alive?"

"I don't allow you to say that about him. Don't forget that he is the Pavilion Master of our Wanchao Pavilion! If he comes back, we God Kings will definitely not be as scattered as we are today..."

"Silly!"

Luo Xi raised a single finger and pressed it against Su Nongying's red lips: "I know You have great respect for the Pavilion Master, but the reality is like this. I believe you know better than me how terrifying the Seventh Style of All Things that my immortal master performed was. You guys are unwilling to admit the fact that the Pavilion Master has already fallen. Okay, if you don't admit it, then we will find him! But after 30,000 years of searching, what have we found? The strongest Lu Tianqi left us and joined the Night of the Gods. Han Shuyan and Leng Youyou are also dead. There are only seven of the Ten God Kings left now. Is this your blind loyalty to the Pavilion Master! "

"Me!" Being accused by Luo Xi, Su Nongying's beautiful eyes suddenly showed tears: "If there is no Pavilion Master, where would we be? Where would Wanchao Pavilion be! Even if there is a glimmer of hope, we must keep looking, maybe he is still alive!"

"Impossible..." Luo Xi took a deep breath, his face dimmed indifferently: "The Pavilion Master is really strong, and dares to fight against Kuang directly, but unfortunately he is not Kuang's opponent after all. We are lucky to be alive now. Now most of the ancient strongmen have fallen. We must inherit the will of the Pavilion Master, defeat the Xuanwu Emperor, and let Wanchao Pavilion rule the world. Only in this way, the Pavilion Master will be in heaven and help us We are proud of them."

"But the Pavilion Master clearly said that no matter what happens, we must never provoke that force..."

"Ying'er! I always thought that even if no one in the world understands me, at least you understand me, but why are you as stupid as other God Kings! If the people of our Wanchao Pavilion are so stupid and ridiculous, then what awaits us is only destruction!"

"..."

Su Nongying chuckled bitterly, and her mind once again recalled what the Pavilion Master said to her: If I can't beat Kuang in this battle, you must remember that only Luoxi can carry forward Wanchao Pavilion in the future!

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"I understand. Since it is your decision, I fully support you."

Su Nongying snuggled into Luo Xi's arms obediently, holding back the tears in her eyes.

Feeling her sadness and heartache, Luo Xi rubbed her hair helplessly: "Silly Ying'er, the master's cultivation back then has reached such a high level, but he is still unwilling to give in, just because he wants to To make Wanchao Pavilion the strongest in the world, I have been working hard for his long-cherished wish. I have never slackened off in the past 30,000 years. As long as you are willing to believe me, I will definitely show it to you and let you witness it with your own eyes. I will take it. How did you come down to unify Beichen and defeat Xingchen Pavilion!"

"Well, Luo Lang, I believe you..."

…

While Luo Xi and Su Nongying were lingering in the night, far away in the Shiwan Mountains on the outskirts of Hanzhou, Canglang had already followed Luo Xi's instructions and killed all the Xuanwu Qisu sent by Xingchen Pavilion to Qingzhou.

So far, Emperor Huan has sent out twenty-seven elders, eighty-five masters, and even seven star officials from the twenty-eight constellations.

Unfortunately, before they reached Qingzhou, they were all killed by Ting Xue and Cang Lang on the way!

This is what is said. Although Old Xuanwu and Emperor Huan of Xingchen Pavilion are strong, in terms of the number of strong men, they are far inferior to Wanchao Pavilion. So once a war breaks out, they will be in the dilemma of being contained in the tug-of-war. !