Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Wen Cuishan nodded lightly and said in a calm but powerful voice: "I am participating in the competition this time for one person. Now that the competition is over, I want to give her a gift."

After Wen Cuishan finished speaking, everyone's curiosity was aroused.

People have long suspected why Wen Cuishan participated in the Heroes Competition and who he was doing it for. At this moment, the mystery is finally revealed.

"Wen Cuishan kept staring at Zeng Xiaotian when he said this. Is he here for Zeng Xiaotian?"

"That's right. It's impossible for Wen Cuishan to like men."

"Wen Cuishan, just tell me, who are you doing for? Is it Goddess Zeng Xiaotian?"

Under the ring, Zeng Xiaotian's body trembled suddenly when he heard the crowd's words. Is Wen Cuishan here for herself? This is impossible, she doesn't know Wen Cuishan at all. Although the other person's facial features make her feel familiar, as if she has seen him somewhere, she really can't remember Wen Cuishan.

Amid people's discussions, Wen Cuishan's voice came again.

"I want to show her my gift first. I want her to know that he is the only person I want to protect and must protect in my life."

Wen Cuishan did not say who the other party was first, but decided to show the gift first.

Wen Cuishan carried a package behind his back, which contained a box. He took out the box and held it in his hand.

"What's in the box?"

"Could it be a gem? Or rather, a treasure from heaven and earth."

People speculated.

Finally, Wen Cuishan opened the box. When everyone saw clearly what was inside the box, the entire Tianzi Hall, both the elders and the spectators, took a breath!

Some timid people even exclaimed!

The gift inside the box is not a gem or a treasure, but a bloody dead head!

Yes, there is a dead head in the box.

The air in the entire Tianzi Hall instantly became a lot colder. Everyone opened their mouths and stared wide-eyed. They were not surprised that Wen Cuishan gave the dead head as a gift, but they were surprised by the identity of the dead head!

"This... I'm not dazzled, why does this dead head look so much like Master Shen Qinghong!"

"Bah, what do you mean by a resemblance? It's clearly Lord Shen Qinghong. Lord Shen Qinghong was here yesterday. I must have read it correctly."

Everyone at the scene was frightened.

Because, this head is indeed Shen Qinghong's. Shen Qinghong came to Tianzi Hall yesterday and ordered Zeng Xiaotian to be his woman in front of everyone. The onlookers naturally knew Shen Qinghong.

Shen Qinghong seemed to have been dead for a while, and the blood had begun to dry up. His face turned blue, his pupils were dilated, and he refused to close his eyes.

"Boy, what have you done!"

"How did Master Shen Qinghong die?"

After being frightened, the elders present were the first to react.

Shen Qinghong is the inner clan, the real Shen family. Their existence as an outer clan is to protect the inner clan and act as the inner clan's dog. But now, Wen Cuishan is holding the head of the inner clan and showing it off to everyone. This is simply presumptuous!

If Shen Qinghong was really killed by Wen Cuishan, Wen Cuishan lit a lamp in the toilet and sought death.

At the scene, there was only one person who felt joy while being frightened, and that was Deacon Ding.

Wen Cuishan didn't seem to notice the murderous eyes of the elders around him. He grabbed the hair, took the head out of the box, and raised one hand in the air. Then, he looked at Zeng Xiaotian under the ring.

The cold and handsome face finally showed a smile.

"He forced you to marry him, and I knew you didn't want to, so I killed him."

A simple and plain sentence, but like a bomb, it instantly exploded Tianzitang!

The man was really killed by Wen Cuishan. Indeed, Wen Cuishan had the strength to kill Shen Qinghong, and he really killed Shen Qinghong for Zeng Xiaotian.

Is this the legendary way of becoming a beauty in anger?

"You...who are you? Why do you do this?"

Zeng Xiaotian finally spoke, with complicated eyes.

On the ring, Wen Cuishan looked a little melancholy. The breeze blew and his long hair was flying, making Wen Cuishan look cool.

"You still haven't recognized me?" Wen Cuishan looked at Zeng Xiaotian and sighed dejectedly. After a pause, he continued, "Mengmeng."

Under the ring, Zeng Xiaotian felt as if she had been struck by lightning! The word "mengmeng" was like a big bell, echoing in her mind.

Mengmeng is her nickname. When she was a child, she was cute and adorable. This nickname is only known by people who are very close to him.

As if she thought of something, her eyes actually became moist.

"Brother Shan, you are brother Wenshan..."

The most precious and innocent time for a person is childhood. There is always an unforgettable image in Zeng Xiaotian's mind, a boy with long hair, protecting her and saying that he will protect her for the rest of his life.

"Have you finally remembered?" Wen Cuishan smiled in a unique way. As long as the beautiful woman remembers herself, it will be fine.

"Brother Wenshan, you are not..."

Wen Cuishan seemed to know what Zeng Xiaotian was going to say, so he interrupted Zeng Xiaotian and said.

"At that time, all the two hundred and five members of our Wen family died, and I was the only one who survived. Do you still remember what I said to you when you were a child? I will always protect you. This sentence will never change. Who bullies you? you die!"

die!

Wen Cuishan's voice was sonorous and powerful, echoing around.

The sound fell, and a muffled sound came. Shen Qinghong's dead head was directly blown open by his punch.

He is probably the first person in history to dare to be so arrogant in the royal city.

"This Wen Cuishan is awesome!"

Under the ring, even Zhang Yifeng admired Wen Cuishan in his heart. For the one he loved, he would not hesitate to make the entire Shen family an enemy. How could ordinary people have such pride? ! However, I don’t know how Wen Cuishan will face the next situation.

At this time, all the elders from the eight halls stepped onto the stage and surrounded Wen Cuishan in the middle.

"Boy, I admire your courage, but since you killed the Shen family, you can't even think of walking out of Tianzi Hall alive! Transform!"

The eight elders immediately transformed into beasts.

The eight orcs stared at Wencui Mountain in the middle with eager eyes.

"Brother Shan!"

Zeng Xiaotian clenched her gums. She wanted to rush to the ring several times, but in the end she still did not take that step. Because once she becomes impulsive, her family will be doomed. She is just a branch city, how dare she disobey the great power of the royal city? What's more, this force is still the Shen family!

Seeing Wen Cuishan being surrounded, her heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.

How to choose between family and childhood sweethearts?

"Mengmeng, don't be entangled, and you don't need to help me. You can't harm your family because of me. Don't worry, I want to leave, and these people can't stop me."

Wen Cuishan's voice came again, and when the voice fell, he had already performed the beast transformation. The aura of the ferocious beast made all the beast cultivators present feel the blood flowing in their bodies, including several elders on the ring.