My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Tears of despair and remorse rolled down from Zhou Xiu's eyes, "I, I know I was wrong, but it's too late, it's too late!"

Seeing Zhou Xiu sinking into endless remorse, looking like a madman, Liang Zongxing had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

And at the moment of his relaxation, Zhou Xiu took the opportunity to break free from his restraint, took out the spirit sword from the storage bag and joined the brutal fight.

Seeing this, Liang Zongxing sighed silently again, but he did not launch the teleportation talisman to leave, but also joined the bloody slaughter.

The support of the city lord's mansion came quickly, and there were tens of thousands of soldiers, who looked very mighty.

The movement on the Zhou family's side was not small, and someone had already noticed it, but no one dared to stand up and speak for the Zhou family.

"Stop this city lord!"

Surrounded by the mighty soldiers, Feng Jintang walked in front of him with a golden sword.

Hearing Feng Jintang's voice, the soldiers who originally besieged Liang Zongxing stopped one after another, and quickly stepped back a few steps to make room for Feng Jintang.

"Why should Patriarch Zhou be stubborn, he's just a girl, as Patriarch Zhou, it's not easy to want a daughter?

Not to mention a daughter, even a son can have as much as he wants, and the Zhou family should not be stubborn anymore. "

Feng Jintang had a smile on his face and seemed to persuade Zhou Yi well.

Zhou Yi held down his angry wife and looked at Feng Jintang blankly, "Feng Jintang, it's not been a day or two that you want to get rid of our Zhou family, do you think I will believe you?"

Of course, even if what Feng Jintang said was true, he would rather die than send his daughter out to be spoiled!

Feng Jintang was not a patient person, and he would reluctantly say those words of persuasion, just to save some soldiers.

After all, Bai Shucheng's troops are not enough. If there is any damage, it will be a big loss.

Just to be able to continue to be the emperor of the earth in Baishu City, it is worthwhile to lose some.

"Patriarch Zhou doesn't believe it, and this city lord has no choice but to prove it with facts."

Feng Jintang gave a grim smile, raised his hand and made a gesture, signaling all the soldiers to do something.

At this moment, Liang Zongxing suddenly said, "Wait a minute! City Lord Feng, do you really think that Liang's identity is a fraud?"

Liang Zongxing stood up under the worried and disapproving gazes of the Zhou family and faced Feng Jintang.

Feng Jintang's eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, and he looked up and down Liang Zongxing.

"No one knows that the Delin country can't protect itself. Liang Zongxing is one of the top experts in the Delin country. How could King Delin let him out?"

Feng Jintang's remarks obviously showed that Liang Zongxing's identity was fake.

As for whether he really thinks that way, only Feng Jintang himself knows.

Liang Zongxing was not angry, nor did he insist on proving his identity, he just said, "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, the important thing is that I have a soul mark on me. Once I am killed, this soul mark will fall on you. body.

I believe that I don't need to say it, City Lord Feng also knows who the soul imprint is on me. "

With what Liang Zongxing said slowly, Feng Jintang's face became more and more difficult to look at.

The eyes staring at Liang Zongxing, like a poisonous snake, can't help but make people horrified.