Martial Soul: Be a Saint

2"Alright, I'll let you guys off this time, today. This girl wants her. I'll give the other two to you, hmph …"    

    

Gong Junchi pointed at Zhuang Liandie who was dressed spicy hot, and snorted coldly at them.    

    

"Hmph, at least you're sensible, or I'll kill you!"    

    

Seeing that he had given in, the bearded man also coldly snorted.    

    

After which, he turned and stared at the white-robed female as his ice-cold expression instantly melted into the sunlight.    

    

With a smile and a hint of flattery, he asked the woman in white, "Lady Mu, which of the two seedlings are you going to choose?"    

    

The woman in white had an ice-cold expression. She was a complete ice-beauty.    

    

After hearing his words, she sneered, "What if I want both of them?"    

    

"Uh, that's not good!" Hearing this, the bearded man was startled, and replied with a troubled expression, with a face full of sweat.    

    

You men are all like that, acting like you are a nuisance. Forget it, I just want this one, the other one is for your Fire God's Palace, don't say that I'm the one who made things difficult for your Fire God's Palace!    

    

The white clothed female snorted at him, pointed at Xu Ling, and said to him with a look of disdain.    

    

bearded man stuck his hot face to his cold butt, feeling uncomfortable in his heart. But facing his own goddess, he didn't dare refute her at all.    

    

This matter attracted the ridicule of quite a few people.    

    

"Since you're all done distributing the seeds, take each of you back with us!"    

    

The golden-robed youth who had spoken earlier said these words to everyone after seeing that they had finished.    

    

As for Wu Hao, they didn't even take a glance at him and directly ignored him.    

    

"Haha, I have no objections to that!"    

    

"Hee hee, me too …"    

    

"Yes, yes, let's return home and retreat …"    

    

Everyone voiced out their opinions.    

    

However, no one moved for Wu Hao's group, causing their expressions to darken.    

    

"Humph, what's going on with you all? If I tell you all to come, then come! What are you all doing? You all must know how many people we've lost because of you all!"    

    

Seeing them not moving at all, some people couldn't help but take the lead.    

    

Staring at them, all of them looked unfriendly.    

    

"Brother Wu, this …"    

    

"Darling, this …"    

    

"Young master, what should we do? He …" "They …"    

    

"Youngster, it seems that we cannot change this …"    

    

Everyone looked at Wu Hao, and looked at each other.    

    

Just as they were about to have a difficult time making up their minds, a familiar voice rang in their ears, causing them to shiver all over.    

    

"Young men and women, this is fate, you can't change it. Go, leave a trail of green mountains to burn, otherwise, if the eight great palaces can't get it, they will do everything they can to kill it. You still don't have any way to resist right now!"    

    

This was the sound transmission from the mysterious old man to their soul consciousness.    

    

When everyone heard his warning, they looked at each other in dismay.    

    

Just as they were still hesitating, several cold snorts sounded out once more.    

    

"Are you guys deaf, or are you pretending not to hear?"    

    

"The fact that our eight great Divine Palaces have set their eyes on you lower realm seedlings is a blessing of your three lifetimes!"    

    

"Don't you all know what's good for you! Don't force us to deal with you all!"    

    

"…"    

    

The disciples of the eight great palace all coldly threatened them.    

    

Seeing their threatening voices, Wu Hao's face turned cold, and he quickly considered in his heart.    

    

"What? Haven't you heard?" At this time, someone spoke in a low voice. At the same time, a tyrannical aura rushed towards them.