"Wang Teng, when my original body is born, the first one to kill is you." This is the last sentence that the Ghost Emperor Son said before the incarnation of the incarnation was broken, full of ruthlessness and indifference!

"I won, Wang Teng really won!"

At this moment, the sky is silent!

Time seemed to be frozen, still in place.

Everyone's heart stopped beating and it was difficult to accept it. Even if the Ghost Emperor Son was an incarnation, he still had unparalleled strength!

Wang Teng actually killed the incarnation of the Ghost Emperor's Son, which is so terrifying.

After the destruction of the Ghost Emperor's son, the terrifying shroud in the sky finally turned into a black line and flew into the distant sky, disappearing!

Although this is a terrifying treasure, no one dares to be angry at it!

After all, this is the treasure of Tiangui Mountain, and it is very likely that it contains a certain amount of intelligence. If you provoke it, it will only cause a big disaster!

"Wu Qingcheng, do you have any other guests? Let's call them out together." Wang Teng landed and sneered.

Wu Qingcheng was stunned in place and could no longer speak. Even she didn't expect that Wang Teng would be so powerful that he would even kill the incarnation of the Ghost Emperor's Son.

After hearing Wang Teng's words, she was stunned for a moment and choked for a moment. She really didn't know what to say.

Because the people she invited were Tianlinjun and Guidizi. She thought that these two people would be more than enough to deal with Wang Teng, but Wang Teng survived all the way, which was beyond her expectations.

"If there is no one, you can fulfill your promise." Wang Teng laughed, strode over and said.

At the same time, Wang Teng glanced coldly, and the many geniuses said lightly: "You can leave now."

The heroes all took two steps back as quiet as a cicada, witnessing Wang Teng's powerful display, and did not dare to provoke Wang Teng anymore. They looked at each other one after another, and finally, they could only smile dryly and clasped their fists at Wu Qingcheng.

Before Baili Su left, he gave Wang Teng one. After Wang Teng smiled and thanked, Baili Su, Liu Mu, and Lin Jiayi also left.

Wang Teng had just gotten hit by the Ghost Emperor's finger on his chest, and a big hole appeared, bloody and very creepy. After this time, with his powerful body, he had almost recovered and began to develop scars.

After having Bailisu's spiritual pill, Wang Teng continued to take it and soon he was intact.

He walked towards Wu Qingcheng and smiled, "Miss, now we can enter the room."

At present, there are only Wang Teng and Wu Qingcheng in the entire bamboo forest, which is a little quiet.

Wu Qingcheng was wearing a white dress, spotless, with a stunning appearance, and her skin was as fat as a coarse skin. She sat upright in front of the table, and her long skirt was venting. The night wind blew, and the bamboo forest rustled, and a crisp and pleasant sound came. Wu Qingcheng's white dress was floating and her black hair was flying, like a fairy who wanted to ride the wind, beautiful and almost unreal!

"Okay, if you are brave enough, come with me." Wu Qingcheng suddenly laughed, charming,

She stood up and presented her slender and tall body in the air, with a concave and convexity, perfection.

She was graceful and left, Wang Teng followed behind. As she walked, her slender waist was shaking like a water snake. With her delicate and round buttocks, it was really tempting.

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On the east side of the bamboo forest, there is a room with elegant scenery and simple layout. It has guqin, calligraphy and painting, and it is antique and full of the charm of bookish fragrance.

"Is this the boudoir of Miss Qingcheng?" Wang Teng looked around. These guqins, calligraphy and paintings were all made by famous masters, either exquisitely crafted, iron-painted silver hooks, or lifelike, making people linger and intoxicated.

"You are the first person to come to my boudoir." Wu Qingcheng smiled sweetly, as if he had forgotten the grudges with Wang Teng, and his every smile made people fall in love with him!

Wang Teng smiled and stared at the calligraphy and paintings again and said, "It seems that the lady is not only a master of dancing, but also has some understanding of piano, chess, poetry and painting."

Speaking of this, Wu Qingcheng's pretty face darkened and he whispered: "Of course, as the descendant of the Huajian Holy Sect, every female disciple not only has a good appearance, but also has to learn all kinds of talents since childhood. I am one of the saints, and I have also understood and outstanding."

Upon hearing this, Wang Teng nodded. Although Wu Qingcheng had an ending glory, it can also be seen from it how hard this woman worked.

After all, she is very young and it is rare to reach the peak in a field. However, she is proficient in everything from chess, poetry, painting and dance. It is hard to imagine how much it takes for a person to do.

"We disciples of the Holy Saint of Huajian are very lonely. From the first day we entered the Holy Saint of Huajian, we have to learn all kinds of things, and there are reviews every year. If the standards are not met, the end will be just one - death!" Wu Qingcheng closed his hair and looked at the bright moon outside the window, which seemed to evoke the tragic memories of his childhood. He said a little more, "Under the encouragement of death, each female disciple of the Holy Saint of Huajian is very hard. Even if he even eats, he must hurry up and dare not waste any time. If someone doesn't do well, he will be punished to starve. When I was a child, I often couldn't eat enough. Thanks to one time, Sister Yan Zi secretly gave me half a steamed bun, otherwise I would have starved to death."

Wang Teng didn't expect Wu Qingcheng to have such a difficult past, and he was secretly surprised that the environment of the Holy Sect in Huajian was really "harsh". No wonder these women were all beauties from a thousand years ago. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Sister Swallow?"

"Well, Sister Yan Zi, I was the only person who was kind to me when I was in my childhood. I was punished several times, and she secretly helped me." Wu Qingcheng laughed out loud, unlike the usual noble and elegant. This is a very sincere smile, which seemed to touch the strings in my heart.

In a person's life, everyone will more or less meet a good friend who is truly sincere to him.

"You are now a saint. This sister Yan Zi should live a good life in the Holy Sect in Huajian. She should be glad that she helped you like this." Wang Teng went to the table, took a sip of tea, and said lightly.

For some reason, he was a little interested in this beautiful lady!

After all, when a woman can take off her usual precautions and tell men something that is imprinted deep in her heart, it always makes people feel comfortable.

In Wang Teng's opinion, at this moment, Wu Qingcheng was not the woman who was scheming and always liked to cause trouble for him. She was not the beauty who made the man feel ashamed of himself and dared not get close to him.

She is a woman with flesh and blood, and that's all!

"You are wrong. Sister Yanzi is not doing well because she is dead."
Chapter completed!