Chapter 1893 Lou Qianxue, You Will Definitely Regret This!

Yuan Haomiao's face turned pale and blue.

To be honest, he didn't want to hand over the Holy Luck.

Because there are only three Holy Sons in Shengxuan Continent now, and the other two have not been active for a few days. In his estimation, the two have probably climbed to the top of the mountain and even climbed onto the white jade chair.

If he climbed to the top at this time, he would be one step behind.

If he gave the Holy Luck to Lou Qianxue and then plundered the Holy Luck again... I'm afraid he would be behind by more than one step.

"Lou Qianxue." He looked at her with a pale face: "At this time, what we need in Tianxuan Continent is not personal heroism."

He seemed to think that Lou Qianxue didn't understand, and said: "There are five people in Shengxuan Continent, and you are only one person. You need me, and keeping the Holy Luck for me is the most correct choice."

Lou Qianxue sneered: "You think too highly of yourself. I may really need help to deal with the five people in Shengxuan Continent, but why do you think that my helper must be you?"

Yuan Haomiao's face became even uglier, and the anger in his eyes was almost overflowed, he clenched his fists: "If you don't choose me, who else do you want to choose?" He looked at Mu Zhanfeng and others, and snorted coldly: "Could it be that group of ants? I advise you not to be fanciful, this group of ants can never be the opponent of the Holy Son of Shengxuan Continent!"

Jing Hang, Mei Lian and Xue Ji stood aside at this time, watching Lou Qianxue and Yuan Haomiao arguing about the matter of Holy Fortune, with a bit of interest on their faces, but they were not in a hurry, just patiently watching what they were going to do - in fact, if Lou Qianxue was willing to kill Yuan Haomiao, they would be very happy to see it.

"Then you don't have to worry, I only know that in the Holy Land, I beat you, and your Holy Fortune belongs to me... Although I'm too lazy to do anything to the defeated, but if you don't cooperate, I don't mind using some tough measures!"

"You!" Yuan Haomiao was furious.

Lou Qianxue threatened him!

She actually threatened him!

He came from the Holy Pagoda. He was not only the best among the ten disciples of the Holy Pagoda who entered the Holy Land this time, but also one of the best geniuses in the entire Holy Pagoda.

People from the entire Tianxuan Continent, who saw him, had to be respectful, but Lou Qianxue, such a little girl who had succeeded in her villainy, actually dared to threaten him!

"Stop talking nonsense, are you going to hand over the Holy Luck or not?" Lou Qianxue's patience was almost exhausted, and the dark state of mind at the tip of her snow-white finger was ready to move, as if she was about to take action if she disagreed.

"... I will hand it over!" Yuan Haomiao gritted his teeth.

This Lou Qianxue was obviously not a good person. He couldn't beat her now, and he couldn't stop her from taking away the Holy Luck. As long as Lou Qianxue didn't change her mind, even if she resisted him, she couldn't keep the Holy Luck. In this case, it would be better to hand it over voluntarily.

However, he had never suffered such humiliation before, and he was full of reluctance and shame. With a thought, he left the golden Holy Luck and flew towards Lou Qianxue.

He stared at Lou Qianxue with his eyes full of hatred.

No one had ever humiliated him like this before. When one day Lou Qianxue became his defeated opponent, he would make Lou Qianxue live a life worse than death!

"Lou Qianxue, you will regret it!" At the last moment, he was still full of resentment and said coldly.

Here Lou Qianxue is just relying on the Holy Luck. In addition to the Holy Land...

Humph!

"Zhanfeng." Lou Qianxue ignored Yuan Haomiao, and she did not accept the Holy Luck. Instead, she turned her head to look at Mu Zhanfeng on the side: "You take the Holy Luck."