C7 Long Zixuan

Who would have thought that these two youths would have such a Sacred Weapon? Who were they?

At this time, a slender man walked in. He was wearing a dark purple robe and a black cloak. He had a dark golden waistband around his waist and his sleeves were tightly closed. There were golden embroidery on his wrists and the back of his hand was completely covered.

She looked up and saw that the man was wearing a purple-golden hairpin. His skin was like jade and snow, and there was a charming purple-black mark between his eyebrows.

This was a man who was so beautiful that he could make the heavens and the earth lose their colors.

The phoenix feather was stunned. Her heart was beating fast. She had lived for two lifetimes, but this was the first time she had seen such a beautiful man. Was this guy really a man?

Her eyes fell on the purple-black mark between his eyebrows and her eyes were filled with surprise.

Long Zixuan looked at the dazed phoenix feather. When he saw the scar on her face, he was a bit surprised. However, when he saw her eyes glowing when she was looking at him, the corners of his mouth curled up.

In an instant, the phoenix feather felt as if she had been shocked by lightning. She was so dazzled that she was lost. It was because her willpower was too strong. She pinched her palm and felt the pain. Only then did she wake up.

“Monster…”

She gritted her teeth and murmured. This guy was definitely a monster. He was so beautiful that it was almost heaven-defying. The purple-black mark on his forehead added more charm to him.

Liu Qinghe lowered her head and dared not to look at the man in front of her. She lowered her voice and said in fear, “May I ask, Leader Si, why did you come to my place at midnight?”

The cold eyes of Feng Yu looked at the man in front of her in surprise. She finally knew who he was. She did not expect him to be the legendary Leader of the Holy Martial Arts Division, Long Zixuan.

It was said that he was only twenty years old, but he was the most powerful man in the Hao Yuan Empire.

No one knew where he came from. He seemed to have appeared out of thin air. Three years ago, he challenged Emperor Yuan Wu, Beiming Jiuli, and defeated him in one move. Then, Beiming Jiuli took him as the leader of the Holy Martial Arts Division of the Hao Yuan Empire. From then on, he became famous in the Hao Yuan Empire.

The Holy Martial Arts Division was set up by Beiming Jiuli for him. It mainly supervised all the cultivators in the Hao Yuan Empire. Even some big families were under the jurisdiction of the Holy Martial Arts Division. This man was so powerful that he recruited all the talented people in the world. The Holy Martial Arts Division was like a small imperial court.

Everyone in the Hao Yuan Empire would rather offend Beiming Jiuli than him. It was no wonder that Liu Qinghe and the others were so scared when he showed up.

Furthermore, there were rumors that said that this person had a very serious obsession with cleanliness. He wouldn’t allow anyone to touch him, and every time he went out, he would be welcomed by the red carpet. A princess didn’t believe it and touched the corner of his clothes, but in the end, her wrist was cut off by him. After that, no one dared to appear within a meter of him.

The dark eyes of Feng Yu landed on the red carpet, and the corner of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch. It seemed like the rumors were true. This person was really welcomed by the red carpet, and his feet wouldn’t touch the ground.

He was really pretentious.

Long Zixuan’s dark eyes moved away from Feng Yu and swept over Liu Qinghe who was kneeling. He waved his cape and turned around to sit on the purple-golden chair. He was noble and domineering. Two dark red-robed youths stood straight behind him, and they didn’t look at him.

He spoke in a devilish voice, “I happened to pass by this place and saw that the General’s Estate was bustling, so I wanted to come in and take a look. Is the Second Lady not welcome?”